After rebirth, I became a national teacher

This is because they want to become devout believers recognized by the master of the temple.

The master is really amazing!

The little girl's heart was full of admiration for the master.

Watching the white figure disappear from sight, Lu Erya lowered her head and whispered to the baby in her arms:

"Sister, you have to grow up quickly!"

"When you grow up, we will serve the abbot together, so that we can see him every day!"

*

Chen Qingzhu didn't know that in the Salesian Church, there was a little girl who was feeling very disappointed because she hadn't seen her.

And there are many children like Lu Erya who admire her.

She suddenly decided to inspect the Salesian Church, mainly because she suspected that someone was secretly abusing the children, which prevented her from doubling her practice speed.

But the facts prove that this is not the case.

After returning to Dongyuan, she kept thinking about what those monks who cultivated merits in their previous lives had done. After a long time, she finally came to the conclusion:

The merits that can be gained by doing a good deed are limited.

And this limited merit is also a consumable in cultivation.

As merits become less and less, the improvement in cultivation speed becomes weaker and weaker, and once they are used up, they are gone.

Therefore, those monks who cultivate merit will continue to travel the world and do good deeds.

She couldn't be like those people, be kind to everyone, accept bullying and never fight back, suffer before others suffer and be happy after others are happy.

No matter how important merit is to her, it is not enough to make her go against her conscience.

At most, she would deliberately take action on matters of great merit.

As for anything else, even if her merits would be deducted, she would never go against her original intention.

Speaking of great merit, there was one this year...

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard Huiyun come to report:

"Master! Believer Zheng Yuannai wants to see you. He said his father has tetanus and he wants you to give him the magic dew to save his life!"

Chen Qingzhu specially sent Li Qianhu to investigate the past and interpersonal relationships of these important pilgrims. Although he didn't miss a single word, he knew them like the back of his hand.

Of course, the monk had an excellent memory, so for her, it was just a matter of looking at it once and remembering it, and it didn't require much effort.

When Huiyun said this, she immediately remembered what happened to Zheng Yuannai's father.

The general of Yangzhou, a third-rank military officer, is deeply trusted by Admiral Caojiang, like a son to him.

He is considered a big shot in Jiangdong area. In terms of real power, he is more powerful than Pei Xiao.

This man fell off a horse and injured his body in his early years, becoming infertile, and his only child was Zheng Yuannai.

Regardless of the fact that his son Zheng Yuannai had been diligently burning incense and offering sacrifices for three months with a pious attitude, Chen Qingzhu was still willing to help.

Without him.

This case is so typical that it can become a living signboard of Cihang Temple.

After a little thought, she took out two bottles of fairy dew, handed them to Huiyun, and gave her a few more instructions before starting to practice.

*

Zheng Yuannai in the front hall was extremely anxious.

Seeing Huiyun coming out, he immediately went to greet her:

"Master, what's going on? Is the master willing to see me?"

Huiyun shook her head.

Zheng Yuannai suddenly felt like the sky was falling, and tears started to fall.

He didn't care that the ground was covered with water stains after the heavy rain, and fell to his knees with a plop:

"Master Huiyun, my father is dying. Please say a few good words for me..."

Huiyun was speechless, thinking to herself that she should at least listen to what the other person is saying.

"Get up now."

"No, if you don't agree, you will keep kneeling!" Zheng Yuannai said with a sob.

Huiyun held his forehead and said:

"Just because the master doesn't see you doesn't mean he won't save your father."

"The abbot said that you are usually quite pious, but now that your loved one is dying, he will give you two bottles of magic dew to save your father."

Zheng Yuannai was surprised and delighted, and raised his head suddenly with tears in his eyes:

“Two bottles?!”

In the past, it was hard to get a bottle of elixir, but he was able to give two bottles at once. What a surprise, what an honor!

Huiyun said:

"The master of the temple said that Yangzhou and Nandu are far apart, and taking too long to go back and forth could easily cost one's life. The other bottle is just a backup. If the potency is not enough, you can take it again in one to three days."

Zheng Yuannai was deeply moved.

To these believers, the master of the temple has always been high above them, like a god.

But at the critical moment, he could be so considerate of an ordinary believer like him!

"Thank you for your kindness, Master! Thank you, Taoist Huiyun!"

He bowed excitedly.

Huiyun handed him two bottles of nectar and reprimanded him with a hint of arrogance from a hermit:

"Okay, it's just tetanus. Can't the master cure it? Why are you so panicked? You won't bring shame to the master's followers!"

Zheng Yuannai was holding two bottles of nectar in his hands, and he was so happy.

There were still tears on her face, but her mouth was almost smiling:

"Yes, yes, yes! I will learn from you! Hehehe!"

Huiyun waved her hand:

"Forget it, go back to Yangzhou as soon as possible to save your father!"

Zheng Yuannai thanked him again and then hurried down the mountain.

On the way back to the city, he had already thought of a plan.

After returning to his home in Nandu, he gave a bottle of magic dew to Fan Dayong and asked him to ride back to Yangzhou as fast as possible to help his father first.

As he himself was unable to ride a fast horse, he took a carriage back to Yangzhou with another bottle of nectar.

The main reason for this arrangement is that the elixir is too precious. Even if Fan Dayong is trustworthy, he would not dare to hand over both bottles of elixir to him rashly.

Anyway, taking one bottle will definitely keep you alive, and you can take it again in one to three days.

It is most appropriate to divide the troops into two groups.

At this moment, his mind was full of worries about his father. He never expected that he would face such a thing after returning to the Yangzhou General's Mansion!