The bullhead ghost said: "Brother, if you can practice without absorbing incense mind power, it is best not to use it. Although incense mind power is a good thing, it is addictive like drugs, and it also restricts one's cultivation. Even if the incense mind power has reached its peak. It's useless to absorb any more, so like the Judicial Gods, the Heavenly Kings of the Immortal Realm, and the Battle of the Buddha Realm to defeat the Buddha, they all cultivate by relying on their own combat power without absorbing the power of mind."
Brother Mao poured another bowl of wine for Niutou, and Niutou Guichai said: "Black and white impermanence has already absorbed enough incense power to become the order of the king of the underworld, and his status is second only to the judge. Now it is me and Ma Mian that replace the black and white impermanence. Work, and the guy in Ma Mian is too domineering, he always goes online for everything, so I always come out alone."
"Oh!" said Brother Mao: "Understood, come to Niu, I will toast you again!" He picked up the wine and wanted to meet Niu's head. Mao Dun also learned to drink with Mao Dun, just like a little drunkard.
Niu Tau put down the wine bowl and said, "Brother, just drink a little bit to relieve your greed. Come and see my brother." He conjured an exquisite jug out of thin air.
Niutou pushed away the bowl he had just used, took another one, poured half a bowl of wine carefully, and said, "Come and taste the Meng Po wine that my brother brought!"
When Brother Mao heard this, he spouted the wine he had just drunk into his mouth.
Brother Mao said, "Brother Niu, what are you kidding? Isn't Po Meng's Ecstasy Soup?"
Niu Tau proudly said: "Although Po Meng is making Ecstasy Soup for those who are about to reincarnate, but her old man is also a drunkard. She collects the most precious crystal orchid, saprophyte, soul chrysanthemum and other medicinal materials in the underworld to make wine and drink. , And this wine can be regarded as a great tonic for cultivators, even if ordinary people drink it, it will cure illness, prolong life, and rejuvenate. Others can't ask for it. Let’s take that horse noodle. He begged Po Meng and hadn't had a drop for hundreds of years, but my brother was different. I can often go to her old man's place to drink and drink. This is all my brother secretly saved. Drink it!"
Brother Mao picked up the wine bowl and saw the golden yellow plums in the bowl, exuding bursts of fragrance, and when he closed his eyes, he drank it.
As the wine entered his abdomen, Brother Mao felt a pungent sensation, and then a warm current slowly flowed down his esophagus, then passed through the veins, and flowed all over his body along the limbs.
Brother Mao felt refreshed and his veins widened slightly.
Brother Mao opened his eyes and said, "It's a good thing! Brother Niu, please!"
Niutou immediately hugged his hip flask, as if Brother Mao would snatch the flask away.
Niu Tau shook his huge head like a rattle, and said, "No, this is what I got after a long time after I begged Po Meng. What should I do if you drink it all! No!"
"Stingy!" Mao Di contemptuously said.
"That's right!" Brother Mao said, "Brother Niu, just now I thought you made the jug out of thin air. What kind of magic is this?"
Niu Tau said: "This is my Universe World. The Universe World is a storage space set up by ourselves, where you can place any items. The Universe World is equivalent to a two-dimensional space, which will become larger as your cultivation level increases, and your own The Universe Realm has always followed." After a pause, he said: "Brother, you can also open up your own Universe Realm!"
Brother Mao listened to his heart and said, "This is not bad, you can put in anything that is not convenient for you in the future."
Thinking of this, Brother Mao grabbed Niutou's big hand and pleaded: "Good Niu, you give me this spell!"
Niu Tau trembled as he heard Brother Mao’s numb sound, and threw away Brother Mao’s hand, and said, "Okay, okay, don’t be so numb, I really can’t stand you, teach you!"
"Oh yeah!" Brother Mao said excitedly.
After Brother Mao mastered the cultivation method of the universe, Niutou said: "Alright, brother, it's almost dawn, brother, I should go too."
"By the way, Brother Niu!" Brother Mao shouted.
"what's up?"
"Brother Niu, can you tell me about Po Meng's preferences, temper, or something?"
Niutou said: "It's getting late today, I'll talk about it next time." As he said, his body disappeared.
When Niutou was in the sky, the sky was already bright, and Brother Mao excitedly cultivated the Universe World without looking at the time.
Before Brother Mao entered into the Ding, the door of the room was shot "Papa", and at the same time Maotou's eager shout came.
Brother Mao reluctantly opened the door and saw a big man with Mao Tou face standing outside the door and asked: "Brother Mao Tou, what's the matter? Is it worth it for you to rush into this?"
The Maotou stroked his chest, smoothly said, "That's it, there are many people outside the gate of our mountain, the master wants you to go there!"
Brother Mao asked strangely: "Did it hit the place?" He said, pulling the Maotou and ran towards the front yard.
When I came to the front yard, I saw that the yard and outside the gate were full of people, both men and women, young and old, noisy. Mao Dun stood on the steps silently, just watching silently.
Brother Mao walked quickly to Mao Dun's side and asked, "Master, what happened?"
"It's all here to find you, I can figure it out by myself!" After Mao Dun said, he turned and went back to the room.
At this moment, no one in the crowd shouted: "Look, the little fairy is out!"
Hearing this cry, people squeezed forward, as if they were afraid of falling behind.
Brother Mao's head hurt, and he shouted: "Be quiet, everyone! Be quiet!" The voice of the crowd gradually weakened.
Brother Mao asked: "This is a clean place, I don't know why everyone came here?"
At this time, a middle-aged man came to the front of the crowd and said: "This little master, I saw with my own eyes yesterday that you rescued a patient who was about to die. I saw that you were exquisite in medicine, and my old father had asthma. I have seen many doctors for more than a year. I don’t know how many medicines I have taken, but I still don’t get better. So today I asked the little master to show my father!" After a pause, he said, "As for other people, they also come to seek medical advice. "
Brother Mao looked at this group of people, his head hurt, so he could see a doctor? There are still so many people! If I am not exhausted every day, where can I still practice? But you can't leave it alone! Suddenly, his head flashed, and he had an idea.
Thinking of this, Brother Mao said: "Everyone, please listen to me. We are the Maoshan School, a clean place. I can treat you, but we have a rule here, that is, every weekend is the time for medical treatment, and Just look at ten people. After all, we are different from doctors. We are very labor-intensive to see a doctor. Please understand! Today is Sunday, and everyone is lining up outside the mountain gate. My brother will give you the number card, but only ten. Yes, please come next Sunday if you don't get the number plate!" Brother Mao pulled Mao Tou back to Mao Dun's room after speaking.
As soon as he walked in, Mao Dun asked with his head covering his head, "Brother Mao, what's the situation?"
Brother Mao said bitterly, "Master, I cured that uncle yesterday, and when someone else saw him, they came to me for treatment!"
Mao Dun listened and said, "It's right to treat the disease, but what does it look like? Besides, if you treat people every day, do you still want to practice?"
Brother Mao laughed and said: "Master, I have already thought about it. I will only treat the illness every Sunday, and I will spend the rest of the time for cultivation. There will be no delay, and I only watch ten each time!"
Mao Dun applauded: "Well, yes, you are smart, go!"
When Brother Mao heard the master agree, he pulled Maotou and started to make number plates.
The crowd outside listened to Mao's words and hurriedly walked out of the front door and stood in a row, almost halfway up the mountain.
Half an hour later, Mao Tou held the number plates in his hand and began to issue them in turn. After the ten number plates were issued, Mao Tou said to the remaining people who did not receive the number plates: "Today's ten number plates are all issued. That's it, those who have not received the number plate, please come in line next Sunday to collect it! Please come back, everyone!"
The joy of receiving the number plate, but the depressed face of the one who did not receive it, but there is still a chance to be regarded as comfort.
Brother Mao sits behind the Eight Immortals table in the lobby where the Sanqing and the Patriarch of Maoshan School are enshrined. The table is quite big, but Mao's body is not very high, sitting there is very funny.
At this time, Mao Tou walked in with the first person to receive the number plate.
Brother Mao saw an old man with white hair and pale face, supported by a gentleman with glasses next to him.
"Worship ancestor Master!" Brother Mao said with his eyes closed.
The man with glasses was about to have an attack, and was stopped by the old man. The two had no choice but to kneel on the futon in front of the statue of Patriarch Maoshan, take the incense that was handed over by the thatch, and worship three times.
The man in glasses helped the old man to sit on the chair opposite to Mao's brother.
"Let's show it to our chairman!" cried the man in glasses.
"Little Li, don't be rude!" said the old man.
"Just him? This little kid?" The spectacle man said with disdain.
"Little Li!" The old man glared at the man in glasses and said, "If you do this again, you won't use it for work!"
The man with glasses hurriedly closed his mouth. He didn't want to lose his job. After all, a job with a monthly salary of 20,000 to 30,000 is not so easy to find.
The old man said to Brother Mao: "Little master, I heard my old friend say that your medical skills are very good, so I came here today to show you my chronic illness for many years."
Brother Mao opened his eyes and said, "Sir, this is my first time seeing a doctor. How did your old friend know?"
"Oh!" said the old man: "That's it. When you were seeing a doctor yesterday, one of my old friends happened to be there. By the way, he used his water glass for you."
Brother Mao suddenly said: "Yes, someone did let me use his water glass yesterday." After a pause, he said: "Okay, I won't gossip any more, there are still people waiting outside! Pass your hand! "
The old man hurriedly handed it over. Brother Mao put two fingers on the old man's wrist, pretending to pulse.
Brother Mao closed his eyes, sometimes frowning, and sometimes soothing.
Brother Mao said: "It's over, it's over, it's almost over!" ()