"Doctor Lin, you are the only successor of the Medicine King Valley in the world. After you have obtained the true teachings of the Medicine King, I hope you will be very compassionate and save the Grand Master of the Temple. As soon as you save the Vajra Temple, you will be grateful to the miracle doctor!"

Hearing Lin Ning say "difficult" three times, instead of being sentenced to death directly, Abbot Zhihai immediately bowed to ask for help.

Lin Ning looked embarrassed when he heard this and said, "The monk was still awake at this time. The reason why he could not speak was that the wounds in his heart were actually secondarily. The key was that there were four extremely domineering true qi in his body, constantly fighting with the monk's natal true qi, using the meridians and dantian as the battlefield, fighting a mess. Therefore, the ambush outside has ended, and the more dangerous war inside is still continuing. Now, the five true qi, including the monk himself, are killing the monk's meridians and dantian in various places, and it is a tragic situation. At this time, it's not that I don't want to save it, but he really doesn't allow it!"

Upon hearing this, Abbot Zhihai looked ashen, his face turned pale, his eyes were angry and sad, and he said in a trembling voice: "Is there really no way to do it?"

Lin Ning sighed and said, "Actually not, but if I use the Nine-Safe Needle Method recorded in the "Hundred Herbs Sutra" to forcibly cut off the twelve serious scriptures of the Divine Monk, and then clear the alien true energy in the Divine Monk's body bit by bit, maybe I can save the Divine Monk. But even if I save it, the meridians in the Divine Monk's body will break inch by inch, and the dantian will be destroyed, becoming a useless person. If that is the case, wouldn't life be worse than death?"

Upon hearing this, Abbot Zhihai was stunned as if he was struck by lightning. A pale-faced old nun asked Lin Ning: "Dare you ask the miracle doctor, if you are willing to treat him, Puhong might survive?"

Lin Ning thought for a while and said, "If some rare and rare magical medicines are enough for life, you will be at least 60% sure... In fact, one of the people who were in a situation worse than the monk before, were hit by the Immortal Slayer and ambushed by other masters. The meridians around his body became sieves and their dantians were damaged. However, after treatment, he not only did not die, but also did not become a useless person. Instead, he took the last step to achieve the holy path. That person is my uncle Hou. I think you will never have heard of the legend of the old sword in Tianjian Mountain. The monk's Buddhist teachings are profound, and his merits are related to fortune. He may not be able to break the last level and become a Buddhist golden arhat..."

Although this slim possibility cannot comfort the monks and nuns who have truly reached the peak of the master, it still gives Zhihai and most monks a hope.

Zhihai first glanced at Tianhong Shenni with a strange look, and then turned the railway firmly: "The miracle doctor, although the temple is a quiet place outside, all four elements are empty, but thanks to the support of believers, many good medicines have been saved over the past thousand years, and it can be used directly. The miracle doctor said it is."

Lin Ning was not polite and said, "Well, when you arrive at the counterfeit, you can bring all the precious medicines. I will look at the bottom of the medicine. As long as the precious medicines follow, I promise to give you a living person."

Zhihai felt a thrust in his heart when he heard this. Although he had known that this person was as cunning as a ghost, he would never have expected that he would be so greedy.

But at this moment, naturally there is no other choice.

Whether the monk Puhong is abolished or not, he must try his best to keep it.

Because Puhong's monk is his absolute guarantee for being firmly in the position of the abbot of Vajra Temple...

On the other hand, Fake, who had not spoken, had a gloomy face. Although he had been expelled from the Vajra Temple for many years, he was resentful.

But now I saw the former uncle and uncle and brothers who were killed or injured, and I felt a little heartbroken.

However, he still remembered the task assigned to him by his boss: "Little miracle doctor, please help the grand master of the family Sa family to see it too? If Miaoqiu wasn't about to give birth, she would have to come."

Lin Ning had no choice but to treat this shameless monk Hua. Although Xingyue's lineage did not like this lust or a thief, he rarely had such filial piety and his face was no longer so ugly.

After Lin Ning took the pulse for Master Miaoqiu for a moment, he looked regretful and shook his head and said, "If I could have been one month earlier, there would be a chance to save it. Now the true qi in the meridians of Master Miaoqi has condensed and has become a waste vein. Even if the Daluo Jinxian descended to earth, he would not have the power to return to heaven."

The surrounding Xingyue Temple all recited the Buddha with a heart-wrenching voice, but Fake was anxious and asked, "Little magic doctor, can it cause trouble to your life or not?"

Lin Ning thought for a while and said, "If there are enough rare treasure medicine, I can use the Nine-Secret acupuncture Treasure Medicine to enter my body, which will prolong my life for a long time. But I think the teacher may not be willing..."

Tianhong Shen Ni nodded and said, "I am just a silly body. Instead of surviving, it is better to get rid of this stinky skin and ascend to the Western Paradise as soon as possible."

"Taoshizu..."

A series of sad crys arose, and the atmosphere was tragic and tragic.

Lin Ning sighed and said, "If the treasure medicine is sufficient, the old master does not have to despair. Although the medical skills are not high at present, it does not mean that the medical skills in the future are not high. At most ten years, the techniques of Xinglin should go further. At the right time, whether it is a monk or a master, there will be hope for recovery or even further."

Fake said repeatedly: "This is what the Sa family can testify. The Tianjian Martial Saint of the Crown is also killed by the Hei Bingtai at the time, which is even worse than the two Grand Masters. As a result, after the little genius doctor took action, he not only did not die, but also became a saint! Don't worry, if Xingyue Temple does not have much treasure medicine, there is still a San Family! You were the old man who treated Miaoqiu well and saved our children. This kind of kindness will be unforgettable to Sa family. Isn't it just a treasure medicine? Sa family will find it for you!!"

When Tianhong Shen Ni looked at Fake with emotion when he heard this, he was speechless for a moment.

At that time, she really couldn't bear to clean up the portal and forced Miaoqiu to death. That was because she felt sorry for Miaoqiu, but for Fake, she wanted to peel off the skin and cramp it and feed the dog.

Now it seems that he is a kind person.

However, Abbot Zhihai, who was standing aside, was so angry that the monk Puhong was so injured. Most of the monks in Vajra Temple were killed and injured. Fake didn't say anything.

It's indeed a sin that is rebellious!

Master Ren Su, the head of Xingyue Temple, bowed and said, "Please ask the miracle doctor to use more precious medicines to save my Master Xingyue Temple. As long as you arrive at Guishan Village, you will receive all the precious medicines."

Lin Ning nodded and said, "If this is the case, you should do your best. Master Fake and Master Miaoqiu are both loyal and righteous believers, and they are also my elders. I will take my heart when they speak."

This sentence really gave Fake all the decent.

The monk was so excited that he almost promised to marry Linglong and Lin Ning when he went back...

After looking around, Tian Wuniang came over and said in a deep voice: "There are masters looking out from afar. It is not advisable to stay here for a long time. If Dongfang Qingye knew that we were here, he might not have come to raid."

As soon as these words came out, the people from Vajra Temple and Xingyue Temple were shocked.

The power of the Holy Land Qingyun Village was not very profound, but every temple and temple felt the pain of the skin. No, it was already a pain of septum!

If Dongfang Qingye really came again, he would be afraid that there would be danger of destroying the temple and destroying the temple, which would be a disaster for the Buddhist sect.

Fortunately, dozens of teachers and students came, and the group did not delay any longer, abandoned the heaviest Golden Buddha and the Golden Bodhisattva, and even left some of the building trucks that contained food to resettle the wounded.

Afterwards, everyone accelerated to Qingyun Village.

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Chapter completed!