"There was an old god the moment before, but the next moment, the difference here is quite intriguing."

Feeling the remarks of those wealthy businessmen, Qiu Yan suddenly felt a little strange in his heart.

"The rich businessman is rich, but he is arbitrarily controlled by two foreign masters. He is also very concerned about me. The government is high and faces a man of supernatural powers, but he still has to rely on the dragon energy and the luck of the king to suppress one place. As for this monk, he worked hard to practice and was restricted by the dynasty and humanitarian order. The great scholar who explored the mystery of humanitarianism is weak and may encounter unexpected problems when approached by others, and he must be limited by his life span, one by one, and it is really close. The so-called transcendence is probably to be above these."

While walking, he thought, and when he saw the pedestrians and shops along the way, he felt a little more.

"The rich businessman can gather wealth and enjoy the things in the world with money; the government is in charge of laws and controls the fortunes of others with authority; the monks practice their own power and overpower the world with extraordinary ability; Confucianism explores the mystery of humanity, some evils can evade fame and fortune with knowledge, and they all gain fame and fortune by themselves. They have both benefits, but they must always have disadvantages. The lonely yin does not grow, and the yang does not arise. The advantage of this world cannot be occupied by a certain group, and these seem to prompt many groups to continue to strive forward..."

As he thought about it, he remembered his body of gods, and then thought about the path of divine path, thinking about something.

"The gods are formed by adhering to the thoughts of sentient beings. In fact, it is the instinctive resistance of sentient beings to the changes in the outside world, but it has spawned another extraordinary group. However, this group is also restricted by sentient beings' thoughts. I don't know what level of power it takes to get rid of many constraints. Has the legendary ancient god reached this level?"

While walking, Qiu Yan thought, passing through the streets and alleys, passing by the monk's place. When he looked around, he had no trace of it. This time he went to Youxianju and had a fierce battle with others, but it didn't take much time. But looking at this sign, I'm afraid the monk left shortly after he left.

"Where did this fellow villager, the monk who was originally here?" He called out to a man next to him and asked.

The man saw that Qiu Yan was dressed up, but he carried two Taoist priests and showed a look of alertness, but he still said, "The master was originally helping someone to treat the disease, but suddenly fainted and was taken away by his apprentice. I can't know where he went."

"Oh? Was fainting?" When Qiu Yan noticed the other party's flashing gaze, he knew that this person probably knew where the monk was, but he did not intend to tell him, and he didn't even want to disclose the monk's name and Dharma name.

Qiu Yan didn't say it out loud, but just said, "I'm here to help you, brother, by the way, I wonder what sect the master is? Why did he appear in Xingde City?"

"The master is a Buddhist monk who walks in Guanzhong. This Buddhist sect is a Taoist sect that has emerged recently. Every successor is compassionate." The man said that Buddhism showed respect and did not make any false statements.

"Tao Sect?" Qiu Yan's brow moved slightly, knowing that this was the spread of Buddhism, ordinary people had only a little understanding of it, and relying on their own ideas, experience, and inferred statements.

"Thank you for your advice." After Qiu Yan thanked him, he stepped away.

The man hesitated whether to report to the official position, and finally gave up this idea in the idea that it was better to do less than more than more.

"There is another Buddhist school in Guanzhong. According to the person just now, the Buddhist doctrine is obviously different from the swamp. If you have the opportunity, you have to see it. A monk who just uses his own qi and blood to save people will faint, which means that his qi and blood are almost overdrawn. Even if I have the intention to explore it, it will not be convenient for him to visit at this time. Let him rest assured."

As he thought about it, Qiu Yan came to an inn. The inn was the one where Hu Qi and Dai Guo checked in. They were waiting in the lobby of the inn. After seeing Qiu Yan's figure, they noticed the two old Taoists who were being carried by him, and they all looked surprised.

"Young Master, are these two people..." Dai Guo stepped forward, took the two old Taoists, looked at them a few times, and noticed that the two men were very thin and had no sign of getting through, so he couldn't help but feel confused.

Qiu Yanze said: "Don't ask more questions, let you ask for an extra room, but is it going to be done?"

"As soon as you told me, the house was prepared." Hu Qi walked over and said.

"That's good. Take these two old people up and put them in the same room. I will order some wine, food and medicinal food to replenish them. If you have something to ask them, it's best to cheer them up."

"Yes." Hu Qi didn't ask much, and raised the two veteran Taoists with Dai Guo and went upstairs directly.

Although this inn is not located in the city, there are many people staying and eating when they come and go. When they see Qiu Yan, a thin scholar, carrying two old Taoists, they look weird, and they don’t look at all hard. They all know that it is unusual. The waiter wanted to come up to ask, but was stopped by the shopkeeper.

"It's better to have less things than more. Write down this person's appearance and wait until they leave before reporting to the official."

Following the shopkeeper's instructions, the waiter praised "Ginger is still the hottest", and then retreated. However, he didn't know that when Hu Qi and others moved in, they gave him a few more copper coins, and the shopkeeper took them into his pocket. The money was easy to take, but now it seems a bit hot.

Qiu Yan ignored this and walked up to ask, "Please bring me some pens and ink, I'll open a list for you. You go outside and get some medicinal ingredients and you'll cook medicinal food later."

"Good guy, what is he treating our store? Who is going to run errands?" The shopkeeper muttered in his heart, about to refuse, but he noticed Qiu Yan's gaze and felt that he was a little majestic. He subconsciously stopped and acted as he told him.

When the paper and pen fell into Qiu Yan's hand, he was stained with ink and wrote the words one by one. This seemingly ordinary thing suddenly burst out with an unusual artistic conception. The shopkeeper was also a person who knew the words. He recognized the quality of calligraphy. When he saw the words, he was stunned immediately. When Qiu Yan finished writing the list in one breath and handed it to him, he woke up like a dream.

"Good words! Good words! Gongzi Duan wrote a good word!"

The shopkeeper exclaimed and said that the first word "good" was very loud. When he reached the second one, he lowered his voice. After saying a sentence, his attitude was completely different, and he lost his complaints. Even the thought of reporting to the official afterwards was faded. He just said, "This... I wonder if the young master can leave this list for me, copy another copy and go to the pharmacy to get the medicine?"

He saw the extraordinary words on paper and knew that Qiu Yan had an accomplishment in calligraphy. The Guanzhong realm was the center of Darui. He had never lacked artful characters. He also made his literary style prosperous and he attached great importance to calligraphy and painting. The shopkeeper knew that his people were light in words. No matter how good Qiu Yan's calligraphy was, he could not get one. It would be better to leave this list for collection.

Qiu Yanze said: "I only need medicinal materials, and other things can be disposed of at your disposal."

"Thank you, young master." The shopkeeper was overjoyed when he heard this. He carefully put the order, copied it, and then put it away, and then put it away. He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Send such calligraphy to the pharmacy, which is a secret pearl. Let me keep it and keep it at home for treasure." After the thought came to his mind, he called a waiter and handed over the copied list and told him to get the medicine.

Qiu Yan took out some copper plates at this time and handed them to the waiter: "After you go out, if someone stops you, don't pay attention, just use my money to get medicine."

The waiter was confused when he heard this. The shopkeeper wanted to advance, but was stopped by Qiu Yan, and then Qiu Yan went upstairs by himself.

"What does this young master mean? Why are there anyone stopping me?" The waiter hesitated.

"You care about so much? Why don't you go and get medicine quickly?" Although the shopkeeper muttered in his heart, he couldn't sit still when he thought of the words on the list and just urged him.

The waiter had no choice but to turn around and leave. Unexpectedly, he came back after a few breaths.

"Why are you back?" The shopkeeper looked puzzled, "Can it be that the man caused something wrong and someone was ambushing outside?"

"No, no," Xiaoer waved his hand quickly, "It's Mr. Li, Mr. Liu, Mr. Wang and other servants, who were all standing outside. When they saw the young man, they knew that the young man was going to get medicine, so they all surrounded him and asked to pay for his money!"

"There are still such things!" The shopkeeper was startled, "Those masters are all wealthy businessmen. Usually, when the official masters see them, they can talk and laugh, but according to what you say, they are so polite to the young master. This is unusual, but since they want to do it for you, why do you need to come back?"

The waiter said, "It wasn't what the young master said. If someone stops me, don't pay attention. Just take his money to get medicine?"

"This..." The shopkeeper took a breath and felt that Qiu Yan was unfathomable. "Good guy, this was something that was expected outside the door in advance. Maybe this young man has a very good background. Those masters want to sell favors, but the young man doesn't want to get involved in these things. Since that's the case, you go out through the back door and secretly catch the medicine. Don't bother with the outsiders anymore."

"Okay." The waiter left again.

The shopkeeper thought about it, but got up and walked upstairs.

"No, such a powerful person has finally met, but you have to flatter him, otherwise wouldn't it be a waste?" After going upstairs, he naturally tried to please him again.

When the waiter came back with the medicinal materials, the shopkeeper quickly ordered the kitchen to cook medicinal meals. After a while, two bowls of fragrant soup were placed in the room that Hu Qi wanted.

"With power, it can indeed save a lot of trouble and improve the efficiency of others' work, even if it is just borrowed power." Looking at the two bowls of medicinal soup, Qiu Yan shook his head, and with a flash of his finger, two true qi fell on the two old Taoists on the bed.

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The two old Taoists sat up suddenly, and the old Taoist on the left sternly said: "Qiu Yan, your trouble is coming soon!" (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!)
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