"If the inner injury acts up in the future and the True Qi runs wild, you can swallow this talisman with warm water and follow this method of breathing control to alleviate abdominal pain, preventing you from being possessed by demons and endangering your life."
Huangfu Yi was startled, took the talisman paper, and bowed,
"Thank you, benefactor. May I know your esteemed name? I will surely repay you one day."
The Daoist bowed and said,
"I am Zhang, just a mere loose cultivator expelled from the mountain gate, no great name worth remembering.
Besides, it's just a talisman. No need to talk about repaying. If you truly master some skills one day, just remember to find me some more rice in the future."
"... Yes, I remember."
Knowing he couldn't solve the problem of feeding tens of thousands of mouths for him, Huangfu Yi didn't disturb Daoist Zhang's night cultivation and took his leave.
