At this time, the truth was revealed, and Meng Chuan didn't bother to bother with these two people, so he stepped forward and pulled out the silver needle from the old man's body, and the old man seemed to have collapsed, collapsed on the ground, and thanked Meng Chuan again and again.

"No one is going to your medicine hall, it has nothing to do with whether I'm here or not. ”

Meng Chuan stood with his hands in his hands and said to the two people: "I am here, I just want to help those who are suffering from incurable diseases, but there is no cure, and I have never thought of cutting off your financial route. ”

"If you really want to save people and don't set the price of medicine so high, after I leave, there will naturally be a large number of patients who come to your pharmacy to ask for medicine and get medicine. ”

"No patient will mind if you make money, but what they do mind is that you take the opportunity to ask for a lot of money when the patient is in deep pain, and earn this ill-gotten gain!"

As soon as these words came out, the patients around them all nodded, and then they applauded one after another under the leadership of whom, and the old man and the big man nodded as if they didn't understand. Afterwards, Meng Chuan asked the people from the Demon Management Bureau to let the two leave.

At this time, the patients who came here to see a doctor all admired Meng Chuan so much that he threw himself to the ground, and some people once said that Meng Chuan was a true god, and even the master of the Barak Temple avoided it by three points.

Everyone didn't believe it at first, but at this time, although this Meng Divine Doctor has never revealed any miracles like the birth of a true god, this kind of healer's benevolence is clearly something that only the gods in the sky can have!

At this point, no one has doubts about Meng Chuan's medical skills and character, and those who have doubts after being bewitched before have also regretted it and are full of apologies to Meng Chuan.

In this regard, Meng Chuan waved his hand, and did not let those people apologize to him, but said: "The time for the consultation meeting is limited, and a lot of time has been delayed just now, now everyone line up and come to me in order to continue to see a doctor." ”

Just as Meng Chuan was about to return to his seat to continue to see the patient, an inopportune applause rang out from the back of the crowd, Meng Chuan stopped, looked back, and saw a group of cultivators pushing away the crowd and coming over.

The leader was an extremely strong man, around thirty years old, with a scimitar at his waist, who seemed to be a warrior, and he himself was also a master of the Great Perfection of the Xuan Jin Realm, and his strength should not be underestimated.

As for the other six or seven people who followed him, they all entered the Xuan Jin Realm.

"I really didn't expect it, you Demon Management Bureau

If you don't kill demons, you can still do this kind of livelihood for the benefit of others, which is really an eye-opener for us people!" The man at the head had great sarcasm in his tone, and at a glance he knew that he was here to find fault.

Jiang Ning frowned slightly, and asked Meng Chuan, "Is it still the conspiracy and trickery of those Tibetan doctors? Seeing that the treacherous plan fails, they have to call a martial arts master or a cultivator to smash the field?"

Meng Chuan shook his head and said, "A few little Tibetan doctors can still invite masters of the Great Perfection of the Xuan Jin Realm? I'm afraid the origin of this group of people is not simple." ”

A person from the Demon Management Bureau, who was in charge of maintaining order, saw that they were obviously here to find fault, and immediately came forward to stop the group of people: "Stop! Mr. Meng is consulting the patient, if you come to see the doctor, please go to the back and queue up, if you are here to make trouble, please ......."

"Get out of here!" The man at the head was extremely unreasonable, and when the young man from the Demon Management Bureau came over, he directly shook his hand and slapped the young man out, crushing a small tent where the medicine was stored.

Seeing this, Jiang Ning immediately raised his eyebrows, stepped forward and scolded angrily: "What are you doing here?

"What about the people who hurt your Demon Management Bureau?" the leader said extremely proudly: "I am Tenzin Yangla, the eldest disciple of the Fengdao Sect, am I still afraid of your Demon Management Bureau in this Tibetan area?"

"Seal the Knife Gate, what is this?" Meng Chuan asked Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning replied in a low voice: "It is an ancient martial arts sect in Tibet, and it is quite famous in Tibet. ”

"Oh, I see. Meng Chuan nodded.

In this way, this group of people should be masters who came from all over Tibet, so the purpose of their coming here is self-evident.

"Which of you is called Meng Chuan? Get out of here and see me!" Tenzin Yangla shouted in an extremely domineering voice, calling Meng Chuan by his first name, and his tone was very disrespectful.

This person is a master of the Great Perfection of the Xuan Jin Realm, and he is only one step away from becoming a grandmaster, and the ordinary young people of the Demon Management Bureau are naturally not their opponents.

Jiang Ning originally wanted to ask all the members of the Demon Management Bureau here to come over and drive these people away, but was stopped by Meng Chuan with a wave of his hand: "Since they are here to find me, I will let them meet for a while." ”

After speaking, Meng Chuan walked out in two steps and said with a smile: "I am Meng Chuan, what are you looking for me."

Things?"

"Are you Meng Chuan?" Tenzin Yang glanced at Meng Chuan, and saw that he didn't have anything extraordinary, and the disdain in his eyes suddenly became more obvious: "Is it that your kid entered the forbidden land of Tianchi with the people of the Great Temple, and killed the Bardan Living Buddha Pit of the Great Temple?"

Meng Chuan said truthfully: "It is true that I and the people of the Great Temple have entered the forbidden land of Tianchi, but the death of the Living Buddha of Bardan has nothing to do with me. ”

"You don't have to explain more, since you have entered the Tianchi and come out alive, then it is easy to say!"

As he spoke, he took out a piece of brown paper from his clothes and said to Meng Chuan from above: "My master and all the masters in Tibet have gathered in Shigatse. The night after tomorrow, a Tibetan assembly will be held on Shetou Mountain, outside Shigatse, to discuss matters after the destruction of the Great Temple. Since the destruction of the Dao system of the Great Temple has something to do with you, you should go there when the time comes!"

"Here's the invitation, come and pick it up!"

Meng Chuan naturally knew that this so-called Tibetan conference was said to discuss relevant matters after the destruction of the Great Temple, but in fact it was an excuse to let himself go over and force him to ask what he had brought out of the Great Temple.

Compared with this so-called Tibetan conference, Meng Chuan prefers to stay here and continue his own consultation conference.

It seemed that seeing that Meng Chuan didn't move, Tenzin Yangla sneered and said arrogantly: "What's the matter? The people of the dignified Demon Management Bureau were also scared stupid by us? Stinky boy, I'll tell you, it's best to come over and take this invitation away, sometimes you can't get away if you don't want to!"

"My master and many Tibetan masters will go when the time comes, do you dare not give them face?"

"If you don't come by then, none of you people from the Demon Management Bureau will want to go out of Tibet!"

Hearing these threatening words, Meng Chuan's anger burned even more because of Tenzin Yang's hand beating people just now.

Meng Chuan sneered, walked over, and was about to take the invitation in his hand.

Since you people in Tibet have to trouble me, let's see who will regret it when the time comes!

However, just as Meng Chuan's hand was about to touch the invitation, Tenzin Yangla sneered, suddenly retracted his hand, and said in a tone that could not be refused: "The invitation sent by my master, do you also deserve to stand and take it?" Kneel down for me!"

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