Chapter 47: Lu Feng? Lu Feng!

Oh! Luo Li understood. This was to use the cold water to nourish this greedy wood. Brilliant move!

Immediately he said, "Elder Wuyuan, this time it will definitely work. The greedy wood absorbs the celestial mist above and leads to the earth abyss below. It will definitely come and eat the cold qi in my heart meridian."

Tang Mizhi's eyes also lit up. "Agreed! What are we waiting for? Let's start."

Wuyuan broke off the unused tree roots with his hand. Threw away all the twigs and rotten branches. The remaining tree roots formed the character "wood". He still asked Tang Mizhi to build a fire. Wuyuan gently drew with his finger and divided the fire into a circle. He put the wooden tree roots into it. Let Luo Li sit directly on the ground with his chest facing the fire.

Wuyuan gently wiped the sweat beads on his forehead. Calmed down and began to chant incantations.

Trees growing in crevices have higher flexibility and perseverance than other trees growing on flat ground. Wuyuan used his magical power to make it grow. Then he used yang fire to force it from the side. Making the tree roots possess the magical power of a Taoist priest. Facing the coldness on Luo Li's body, it was greedily absorbing it.

Luo Li felt his chest gradually warming up. He thought: This time we finally used the right method. We can get rid of this big burden.

He sighed that the power of nature is really all-encompassing, profound and subtle. The four words "Tao follows nature" in Lao Tzu's "Tao Te Ching" are indeed profound and extensive.

A ball of water mist appeared on Luo Li's chest and slowly moved towards the tree roots. Although it was very slow, Luo Li could clearly feel the cold qi in his chest disappearing.

Wuyuan obviously couldn't hold on anymore. Seeing this, Tang Mizhi sat behind him and inputted his magical power. Time passed very slowly second by second. By the time it was all absorbed, it was already late at night.

Wuyuan stopped chanting incantations. The fire went out. The wooden tree roots were already in a withered state. Wuyuan picked up the dead branches and murmured, "You, this greedy wood, don't know restraint. Finally, you died from greed. It's also a great merit. From now on, keep it with them as a souvenir."

After finishing, he picked up the tree roots and returned to his room.

Luo Li got up and patted his trouser legs. Feeling very relaxed. Looking at Wuyuan who walked out, he asked, "What's the use of Elder Wuyuan holding the tree roots?"

Tang Mizhi curled his lips. "The things he uses to treat diseases are all strange. But he keeps them all. Put them in his 'virtue box'. I'll take you to visit it when I have time. There are all kinds of things."

"Good. I'll go now. I haven't thanked him yet." Luo Li followed him out.

Entering Wuyuan's room, he was really putting the tree roots into a box.

Luo Li bowed deeply to him. Full of gratitude, he said, "Elder Wuyuan, I thank you for saving me. Please accept my bow."

"Alas, you child. Don't be so formal. I said it when you first came. From now on, we are family. There is no reason to thank our own people." After finishing, he introduced his virtue box to Luo Li.

Each item was used to treat a person or even save a person's life. There were all kinds of things, including grass roots, mud blocks, and jade. There were as many as twenty kinds.

Wuyuan said, "These are all useless things. They have lost their spiritual energy. But they all had great uses before. Just like the tree roots used to treat you."

Luo Li nodded and asked, "You never go down the mountain. Do they all come to you for treatment? I guess most of them are difficult and complicated diseases."

Wuyuan nodded and said, "I had a fellow Taoist before. He went back to his hometown. He came up to me for treatment. Then he joined my Tao. His name is Lu Feng. According to him, he still has the fate of a child. He was yellow and thin. Several times he was almost taken away by the King of Hell. When he was twelve years old, he came to Huayin Peak. I cured him. Only then did he start to be normal. There was also some color on his face. Since then, he has lived here. It has been sixteen years."