Chapter 954

Name:Medicinal Immortal Author:Feng Jiong
Tang Ning listened to him talking about what happened in the temple in those years, and what happened to the Ten Thousand Buddhas temple over the years, including the recent incident. After knowing about it, he nodded.

He said these things, in addition to some outsiders know, there are some outsiders do not know.

"Shishuzu means to take you to the Holy Land in the temple when you have a chance. He said that maybe you will have a way to recover the destroyed spiritual pulse." When the host said this, his wise eyes fell on him with expectation and hope in his eyes.

If the destroyed spiritual pulse can be restored, then their ten thousand Buddhists will have a future.

Just, can people in front of you really do that? After all, no one has ever heard of a way to restore the holy land.

Tang Ning listened, touched his head, and said, "maybe I have a way to repair the spiritual pulse of human body, but I have not tried and don't know about it in this holy land."

After hearing this, the host said, "it's OK. The master said that if you practice in the temple for a period of time, the Holy Land's spiritual pulse has been damaged for many years, and he is not in a hurry for this moment and a half."

"Well, I know. In this case, I'll live in this temple for a while and have a look! I don't think there is much incense in the temple. I have to find a way. " She began to think about how to help the ten thousand Buddha Temple?

The host chatted with him for a while, and the more he chatted, the more relaxed he felt that if Downing's words, maybe, maybe he could really do it.

After sitting here for a while, the host went back first. Not long after he left, Tang Ning saw that qimufeng had not come back, so he went out of the courtyard to find something to fill his stomach.

Unexpectedly, when I got to a pavilion outside, I saw that qimufeng was coming with a food box in his hand.

"Master? Are you finished? " When he saw him, he couldn't help calling. He quickly stepped forward and said, "I've brought you some food. The scenery here is not bad. Can the master want to eat here?"

"No problem." Tang Ning answered, went to the pavilion and sat down. Seeing that two steamed bread and a bowl of millet porridge and a small dish of pickled vegetables were put out in the food box, he asked, "have you eaten?"

"Yes, master. The food in the temple is a little poor. I went to the kitchen to look around. The monks in the kitchen were sighing, saying that if we go on like this, people in the temple will not be able to eat any more." With that, he handed the chopsticks to Tang Mufeng.

"No food? It can't be true? Don't you hear that there are still pilgrims who come to add perfume oil once in a while? " Tang Ning took the chopsticks, took a sip of millet porridge, and ate some pickled vegetables, and then took a bite of steamed bread.

"There are so many pilgrims, but the expenses in this temple are also large. Think about it, so many disciples have to eat and drink every day. Besides, they have no income, and they don't know how to make money. It's normal that they can't afford to eat because they don't have income and they don't know how to make money." Qi Mu Feng shook his head and said.

He felt that the monks in the temple had nothing to do except to go to pray for alms, but what could they achieve?

Tang Ning listened. He ate the steamed bread and took a mouthful of porridge. When he finished eating, he saw that there was still a steamed bread left. He put it back and said, "take the food box back and accompany me around for a while. First, get familiar with the place in the temple."