However, Shui Wudao and Huo Shura and others can be regarded as powerful, and countless immortal powers are sprinkled with a wave of their hands.

That lot of immortal power is attached to the bodies of the tourists, which can help them nourish their bodies at ordinary times, and can also save their lives at critical moments.

This kind of gift is indeed not small.

The tourists also seemed to feel the gift from Shui Wudao and others, and couldn't help but feel more pious in their hearts.

The Shaolin Temple monk who was in charge of explaining before looked at Shui Wudao in amazement, and then glanced at Jin Dajian and the other four people, since they have found someone who is destined today, then they may not continue to stay in this Songshan Shaolin Temple from today onwards.

Usually when they are there, the brothers and sisters in the Shaolin Temple will always come over from time to time to say goodbye.

Although it is impossible to receive their gifts all the time, you can still feel some benefits to some extent.

But now......

"Master, please go and tell your abbot, we will come and visit later!" Shui Wudao said to the monk in a harmonious voice.

When the monk heard this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, he actually spoke to himself, I wonder if it will affect his fate in the future?

Then, after thanking him repeatedly, the monk immediately ran towards the hinterland of the Shaolin Temple.

As for the tourists who are constantly worshipping, the water Wudao naturally let them disperse.

Walking into the small restaurant, the slag hurriedly went to ask Zhang Wuwu for guilt, but Zhang Wuwu naturally didn't remember this little thing.

And with the gathering of Wuqi Zhenjun, his strength instantly skyrocketed a lot, this is the most quintessential power, so there will be no instability at all.

With the narration of several people, Zhang Wuwu also understood that this time the dust platform accident actually made the life of the gods of Xianban miserable.

But everything has passed, and in the future, under his leadership, he will definitely let the gods of the Xianban go to the next level.

Just when a few people were chatting about the past, they didn't want the little guy who greeted Zhang Wuwu before to be held by his father and came to Zhang Wuwu again.

It's just that when he just entered the small restaurant, he knelt down directly.

"Immortals, please save my son Xiaowei!" Xiaowei's father said, and kept kowtowing.

Seeing this, Zhang Wuwu hurriedly stepped forward to support him, "This big brother, what's the matter with you, just say, what's going on with this Xiaowei's body?"

Xiaowei's father was helped up by Zhang Wuwu, but he didn't say anything for a while with a somewhat excited expression.

When Huo Shura heard this, he sighed, "Your Majesty, this little guy is also unlucky, and I also know a little about him, or I will tell Your Majesty!"

"Well, you say!"

"Xiao Wei, he seems to have been like this a year ago, but a year ago, he was a little fatter than now!" Huo Shura said, glancing at Xiao Wei, only to see that Xiao Wei was skinny at this time, with two big eyes bulging outward.

His legs and arms were thin, as if there was not the slightest trace of flesh.

However, he was still able to stand, thanks to his strong perseverance, and for a year, I don't know how long he insisted on standing and I don't know how long.

Listening to Huo Shura's words, Zhang Wuwu also understood Xiaowei's affairs a little.

It turned out that a year ago, Xiaowei was just a sunny and white child, when Xiaowei was eight years old, because he had seen too many father's hardships with his own eyes.

So eight-year-old Xiaowei has already understood the greatness of father's love.

At that time, in order to help his father chop two more loads of firewood to sell, he went into the area that his father strictly forbade him to set foot in.

In it, no one knows what Xiaowei has experienced.

Xiao Wei's father searched for Xiao Wei outside for a long time, but he didn't find Xiao Wei, and finally he had no choice but to walk into the forbidden area.

But as soon as he entered the forbidden area, he didn't even take ten steps before he found Xiaowei.

It's just that Xiaowei at that time had fallen into a coma.

When Xiaowei woke up again, Xiaowei's father found that Xiaowei suddenly began to be anorexic, and his physical condition was getting worse and worse.

In order to find out the cause of Xiaowei's illness, Xiaowei's father can be said to have traveled to all the hospitals, clinics, and pharmacies near Songshan!

He has been to all the places related to illness.

The result was far from satisfactory.

In the end, it was a rural villager who told Xiaowei's father that there were masters living in this Songshan Shaolin Temple, and if he could take Xiaowei to find help, there might be a glimmer of hope.

With the hope of just in case, Xiaowei's father has climbed the Shaolin Temple more than once.

However, there was no one in the Shaolin Temple who could help Xiaowei see a doctor, and finally he found the four Huo Shura.

After hearing this, Zhang Wuwu finally had a little understanding of Xiaowei, the poor little guy.

It's just that he understands this, and the look in his eyes that looks at Huo Shura is a little bad.

"Your Majesty, we also want to treat this little guy's illness, but we can't help it!" Huo Shura was afraid that Zhang Wuwu would settle accounts with him, so he couldn't help but quickly explain.

"Is it really so tricky?" Zhang Wuwu frowned, and then reached out to hold Xiao Wei's hand, but Xiao Wei didn't even resist.

A trace of chaotic qi burrowed into Xiao Wei's body, looking for the root of the disease.

In the end, he found two streams of aura in Xiao Wei's heart.

And these two strands of aura actually fused into a stable spherical thing, each of them occupied one side, and there was always some collision from time to time, and the aftermath of the collision also kept shaking Xiao Wei's heart.

Zhang Wuwu knew that this Xiaowei's heart must be uncomfortable, but he didn't expect this little guy to show it in the slightest, and he couldn't help but increase his score for the little guy a lot.

"It's no wonder you!" Zhang Wuwu sighed, he knew that Huo Shura really couldn't cure the little guy's illness.

"Little guy, I really don't know whether to say that you are unlucky or that you are happy!" Zhang Wuwu looked at Xiaowei and shook his head helplessly.

"Immortal, can you save my son?" Xiaowei's father looked hopeful.

"Well, it can be saved!" Zhang Wuwu gave him an affirmative answer, but these three short words, in the eyes of Xiaowei's father, were more precious than ten thousand gold.

"Come on, let's eat something first, wait a while, I want to think about how to treat Xiaowei!"

Zhang Wuwu said, and let Huo Shura and the others, as well as Xiaowei and Xiaowei's father, sit down.

But Xiaowei's father pulled the corners of his clothes, he had no money, so he said a little nervously, "Immortals, you eat, I'm not hungry!"

"Don't call me a fairy, just call me Mr. Zhang!" Zhang Wuwu said angrily.

"Mr. Zhang!" Xiaowei's father shouted softly.

"Well, sit down and eat something, I don't want your money!" Zhang Wuwu said, and slowly pondered.

Xiaowei's illness is not so much a disease, but rather a demonic qi and immortal qi entering the body at the same time, causing damage to the body.