The most bullish Taoist temple in history

Chapter 437, if you want to learn, I will teach you

Jing Si agreed to leave in three days.

All of a sudden, the Taoist temple became quiet again, and there were no pilgrims coming today.

Sometimes Li Yu feels that this is what a Taoist temple should look like, quiet and peaceful.
"There are not many pilgrims today." Sitting on the steps, Fang Hua was obviously bored.

"It's not every day that someone with a wish will come to pray for incense." Li Yu said: "It's just a matter of getting used to it. Even Changbai Mountain, Longhu Mountain, Maoshan Luofu Mountain and other famous mountains and scenic spots, Taoist holy places will have empty doors. When there is no one around, let alone our mountain top. If you have time, find something you like to do, your life is wrong, life is not limited to the Taoist gate."

"Well, life, oh no, what is the meaning of life in a corpse?"

Fang Hua was really thinking about this problem seriously, leaning against the wall, looking up to think.

Li Yu also smiled and said nothing. Only she, the person involved, could understand this kind of question.

The meaning of life, the meaning of life, is not given by others, but found by oneself.

Light drizzle, wind blowing.

Taoist, the female crown stands in it, silent and picturesque.

At this moment, bursts of crying sound came.

It broke the tranquility of the Taoist temple all at once.

Both Fang Hua and Li Yu raised their heads. The one who entered the Taoist temple was a little boy, about 7 years old.

The little boy was still holding a little bird in his hand. The little bird seemed to be dying, probably not going to survive.

"Big brother, can you save it? They say you are a master, you are very powerful." The little boy burst into tears and handed the bird to Li Yu.

"You came here alone?" Li Yu looked at the little boy in surprise, how old he is.

"My Beibei is sick. I heard that you are a master. Can you save it?"

This little bird is already taking in more air and letting out less air.

Name: Beibei

gender: female
Race: Bird (parrot)

Remarks: Because of the infection of the injured wound, the dying bird cannot be rescued even if it is sent to the hospital now.

"Pindao is not a doctor, and he doesn't know how to rescue birds." Li Yu looked at the expectant little boy, and said apologetically, "Sorry, Pindao can't save him."

The little boy lowered his head in disappointment and sadness, and then burst into tears. The dying parrot seemed to feel something and rubbed his head against the boy's hand, as if to comfort him.

Just when Li Yu wanted to comfort the child, Fang Hua came over.

He reached out and stroked the little bird.

A warm and peaceful force wrapped around the parrot.

Li Yu looked at the little bird in astonishment, and the torn wound on the original body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In about half a minute, the bird was completely healed.

"this."

"Whoa, whoa—"

The parrot flew up again, hovered over the little boy's head for a moment and then began to rub, before returning to his shoulders.

"Thank you big sister!"

The little boy left happily with the parrot after kissing Fang Hua's face.

"You smile so happily."

Li Yu looked at Fang Hua who was smiling, and suddenly his heart skipped a beat.

So beautiful——

It's not that Fang Hua's appearance is so beautiful. She has seen her face countless times, but this kind of smile from the heart makes Fang Hua look more human.

Act like a human, not a refined zombie.

"Yeah." Fang Hua also realized that he was smiling like a flower just now, and muttered, "I don't seem to hate this feeling."

"Not only do you not hate it, but you also like it very much. Tell me, what kind of healing method do you use?"

Li Yu was very curious.

What she used was the same healing method as that used by Fang Huamin, the original owner of this body. And the effect was even better!
It's not that I haven't seen Fang Huamin use this technique in the water mirror before. As a little virgin, she has also used it on small animals.

Turning into a zombie after death, is the effect of using healing magic even stronger?This is too magical.

This is not scientific at all.

"Ah, it's the Taoism that Fang Huamin used before he was alive. I just saw her learning this Taoism recently, and it's quite simple to be honest." Fang Hua continued to use the Taoism to show off in front of Li Yu with a face of course, and smiled. Said: "If you want to learn, I will teach you."

The green breath of life condensed in her fingertips.

"It's unbelievable. They are obviously zombies. Their existence itself conflicts with the concept of life. Even if powerful zombies can forcibly use healing methods, it will be extremely difficult, and the result will be half the effort."

The system also let out a sound of exclamation, looking incredible.

"Now this is not getting twice the result with half the effort, the power is probably super doubled."

What is certain is that Fang Hua is definitely not a simple creature like a zombie
But it doesn't matter if it's a zombie or something else, Li Yu thinks, at least the Fang Hua in front of her is that lively, beautiful, cute girl with a dog's nose.
Putting aside other thoughts, Li Yu asked curiously, "What's the limit of your healing technique? It can only treat wounds? Can illnesses be healed?"

Li Yu wondered if the healing effect had doubled, so did the healing range also double?
"At present, it should only be able to treat wounds." Fang Hua shook his head and said: "I read her memory before, and there are ways to treat wounds, diseases, toxins, and even mental problems, but They were all separated, and I don't know if Fang Huamin learned those things before he was alive, or if he only learned the way of healing wounds, I'll have a look at that time, anyway, I read her memories every night when I'm free."

"Is it a sect that specializes in studying this way?" Li Yu said with a little regret: "If this sect is still passed down to the present, hanging the pot to help the world, curing diseases and saving lives, it can be said to be of immeasurable merit."

"Hanging the pot to help the world, curing diseases and saving lives"

Fang Hua seemed to have reacted to these eight words, raised his head, stared blankly at the sky and said.

"It always feels like someone told me that"

In the following time, there were not many pilgrims, and the trend tended to be flat, and it happened to understand Fang Hua's healing skills.

From the current point of view, it is true that it can only have an effect on the wound, but the effect is extremely overbearing, no matter how big or small, as long as there is still a breath, it can directly heal the wound.

And the treatment of wounds is not perfect, it can only heal the wound, but not the real return of blood. If there is too much blood loss, it still won't work, and you will still die because of it.

After a few days, Jing Si also came to the gate of Yuqing Temple as scheduled.

"Master, please."

(End of this chapter)