The little monk's gaze looked into the void, and his eyes were extremely clear.

He said to himself: "In this world, there will always be people who help and understand me, thank you, his eyes look at everyone. ”

It's not a big deal, no matter how big the suffering is, we have all carried it, and the village chief limped to the little monk's side.

Yes, no matter how great the suffering, don't you still have to live? Since you are living, then you have to face the difficulties, a woman and child stood up, hugged the crying baby in her arms, and said to the little monk with a smile.

The little monk swept towards these people one by one, with a hint of determination in his eyes, he folded his hands and said to everyone: "Thank you, donors." ”

Since he was called the little miracle doctor, he has not put his hands together for a long time, and he has been busy all year round, so that he has been reading medical books day and night, checking classics, and has a lot of time to meditate, and he seems to have forgotten some of the Buddha's rules.

We're leaving, donors.

At this moment, a bright smile appeared on the little monk's face, he smiled innocently and sincerely.

His tone was slow but powerful, and his white teeth were exposed, giving the impression of his easy-goingness, his kindness.

Are you leaving?" A hint of loss flashed on the village chief's face, and then he took back this trace of loss, and said with a smile: "The two masters have indeed been delayed here for more than two years. ”

The others also showed hope, the two miracle doctors, whether they could stay or not, everyone wanted to stay.

The old monk said strongly: "For more than two years here, thanks to the care of your benefactors, the old man is grateful. ”

But there is a feast in the world, since we have come, we have formed a good fate with you, and now we want to leave, we are also ending this fate with you.

Guru...... Can't you really stay, a middle-aged man looked forward to it.

The old monk raised his head, looked at the sky, and said in a deep voice: "I could have stayed for a while, but this day has changed......

What he said was a little incomprehensible.

Let's go, the little monk said slowly.

Wait, since the two masters are leaving, please let us send one to show our hearts, the village chief said in a deep voice.

The old monk thought about it, and it was okay to send it, so he immediately walked out of Xuncheng with everyone's wishes.

These are some of the thoughts of the townspeople, and the two masters are invited to accept them.

The eyes of the two followed the place pointed by the village chief, and everyone took out their own melons, fruits and dry food, and offered them one after another.

This is unbelievable, the old monk pushed back.

Master, a little heart, but also everyone's heart, please accept it, a middle-aged man said loudly.

This is absolutely unacceptable, my master and apprentice have been harassing a lot in the past two years, and there is little merit for you, the old monk continued to speak.

The master bears it, if there are no two masters, I am afraid that this Xuncheng is still dilapidated, and there is no vitality at all, the two masters have the grace of rebuilding us, how can it be said that there is no kindness, the village chief said solemnly.

I begged the two masters to accept it, and everyone sent the contents of the basket together.

The old monk hesitated for a while, but did not speak.

Take it, this is a little bit of everyone's heart, and a woman comforted.

The little monk said: "Since it is everyone's heart, it is reasonable to get through it, so accept it!"

He put away the dry food sent by the crowd one by one, carried it on his shoulders, put these things in the basket, and picked them up.

Thanks to the benefactors for their hospitality, the old monk and the little monk folded their hands and thanked everyone.

The two of them had not traveled many miles before they heard someone greeting from behind.

The little monk took off his burden and looked up to the rear, only to find that everyone was chasing after him.

The old monk looked at the village chief suspiciously, and said, "Village chief, this is ......."

The road was windy and rainy, and the weather changed from time to time, so it was easy to get caught in the wind and cold, so I specially prepared some clothes for the two masters to facilitate the change of clothes.

The village chief took out his clothes, put them on the burden of the little monk, and said solemnly: "Two masters, take care all the way." ”

The two of them warmed their hearts and immediately nodded.

Amitabha, donor stay!

The two continued to walk forward, and the group looked at each other behind them.

After walking for several more miles, I faintly heard someone shouting behind me.

The little monk frowned, immediately unloaded the burden on his shoulders, and said to the old monk: "Could it be them again!"

The old monk nodded, but did not speak.

At this time, the village chief and others rushed over out of breath.

The two masters suddenly remembered that they had been calling the master all these years, but they forgot the master's name, and asked the master to tell us the name.

When the old monk heard this, he frowned and said, "The name is like a passing cloud for us. ”

Since there is fate, let this fate be remembered in your heart, why be too obsessed with the name?

What the master said is true, but we in Xuncheng can't remember the reinvention grace of the two masters from generation to generation, and the village chief said seriously.

The old monk glanced at the little monk with some hesitation, and said with a smile: "You are in charge of this matter!"

The little monk nodded and said, "Since you really want to know, then we have nothing to deceive." ”

The little monk and the old monk glanced at each other and nodded.

Under the gaze of everyone, the bodies of the two suddenly changed, and an old man and a young man appeared in front of everyone.

But seeing this young man, he arched his hand and said, "My name is Ye Lin, and this is Wu Daozi." ”

When everyone heard this, they only felt a roar in their heads.

In everyone's astonishment, the two figures had turned into a wisp of breeze and disappeared without a trace.

In the void, only the echoing sound could be heard.

Everyone was stunned, and they didn't react for a long time, the village chief took the lead in puffing, knelt on the ground, and said with tears: "Congratulations to the painting saint and the emperor of Zhongtian." ”

At this moment, the people of Xuncheng knelt down towards the sky, and shouted in unison: "Congratulations to the painting saint and the emperor of Zhongtian." ”

A few years later, after a catastrophe, there were two large stone statues standing on the central stone steps of Xuncheng Town, which were the two original miracle doctors.

The stone statues of these two miracle doctors have been offered by generations of Xuncheng people.

Whenever the plague is rampant, everyone will unite and resist together, and in the memories of the previous generation, there are two more monks.

When some children grew up, they couldn't help but look at these two Buddha statues in confusion and asked, "Why do people call them miracle doctors, even though they are two Buddhas?" ”

At this time, the women and children of Xuncheng will always patiently tell the children that this is the Bodhisattva of the Emperor Zhongtian and the painting sanctuary, and he came to Xuncheng to save the people of Xuncheng, which also cast a good story.

At this time, Ye Lin and the painting saint flew towards the military camp where Zhongtian was located.

The demon god has awakened, but I am afraid that this will be a cruel war, painting saint Wu Daozi frowned, and said in a deep voice.

Ye Lin's face was slightly moved, and he said, "Even so, we don't want to start a war, but we have to start a war. ”

This is my calamity, and it is also the calamity of Zhongtian, it is impossible to escape, only to fight, his eyes released a light.

You have become confident, Wu Daozi looked at Ye Lin and couldn't help but praise.

Ye Lin laughed, because I knew what I should do.

In the Zhongtian military camp, at this time, the troops were already arrayed.

Strategist, are we still waiting? After all, this war is being waged......

Beside Xu Zhenjun, Ning Zhiyuan hesitated.

Can't wait, if you sit still, when the demon god launches a large army, it will be the time to slaughter Zhongtian, Xu Zhenjun's eyes have a trace of solemnity.

Buzzing!

Zhongtian's horn sounded, and the army came in groups to the junction of Yunwai Immortal Island and Zhongtian to assemble.

Sooner or later, there will be a battle, why drag it out, the corpse king Mo Bo Xun said coldly.

Unlike the Corpse King's grinning personality, the Hades Emperor is much calmer.

At this time, the horn sounded, and this horn sounded, which means that the Zhongtian Army has been assembled and only listens to the order.

Looking at the army of demon gods in front of them, there was not the slightest fear on everyone's faces.

This is not a sign of their brazen ignorance, but their bravery has surpassed everything.

Behind them, are the people of Zhongtian, and if they take a step back, then the people of Zhongtian will bear the wrath of the demon god.

Therefore, they cannot take a step back, they can only stand in front with their flesh and blood.

Let's go!

Xu Zhenjun said lightly in his unquestionable tone.

The mighty army, like a winding and circling dragon, is constantly advancing forward.

And on the Immortal Island outside the clouds, the tall body of the demon god slowly emerged at this time.

His eyes were full of burning fire, and his gaze swept towards the crowd.

You are my blood, and I will give you untold strength to slay all the enemies of the future.

His voice was unusually deep, as if it were soul-stirring.

Beside him, the eyes of Yang Yu, Blood Old Demon, and others glowed with blood-red light.

Their reason, their thoughts, had been extinguished at the time of the sacrifice to the demon god.

The only thing left was the body of this baptism of war, and they were like demon gods reborn from the fire, with only killing left in their eyes.

From the center of the demon god's eyebrows, a string of blood flew out.

He bestowed this blood on the seven people in front of him.

The blood quickly fused with the bodies of the seven people, and at this moment, their eyes were even redder, and their aura became furious.

The furious aura made their faces look painful, and soon, under the cover of red light, the blood of their bodies completely merged with the blood of the demon god.

Their strength gradually increased, and their bodies were like a furnace, constantly refining everything.

The blood given by the demon god forcibly raised their cultivation to the Xuanxu Realm of the island master level.

Go, my descendants! The Demon God's eyes were blazing with flames.

The seven men prostrate on the ground, and then with murderous intent in their eyes, they flew towards the battlefield.

These seven people are like seven rounds of scorching sun, constantly scorching everything.

On the battlefield, behind these seven generals, there are countless demon gods, these demon gods are like dead souls, densely packed and countless.

Zhongtian's army, when they came to the junction of the battlefield, couldn't help but gasp.

This war is bound to be more difficult than imagined, and this is the largest war that the Zhongtian Army has ever experienced.