Although Lin Ning's diagnosis is a bit expensive, and the treasures that have been accumulated for many years in the two major Buddhist holy places of King Kong Temple and Xingyue Nunnery have been almost served by him, his ethics are not bad.

After stabilizing the lives of Puhong Divine Monk and Tianhong Shennun first, he let go of his hands and feet, and did his best to heal the Buddhist master who was injured in the ambush of the Black Ice Platform yesterday in the medicine hall.

And the superb medical skills he showed shocked the Buddhists, but also gradually raised a lot of hope.

Perhaps, the little miracle doctor of Qingyunzhai, can really cure one temple and one nunnery and two major Dinghai Divine Needles.

It's just that when the three surviving Puzi monks of the King Kong Temple were helped up, Lin Ning wrinkled his eyebrows and shook his head after the vein: "The situation of these three monks is more tricky than that of Puhong Divine Monks, and although the heterogeneous true qi in the meridians of Puhong Divine Monks is difficult, it is only at the grandmaster level. The alien true qi in the bodies of these three divine monks is saint-level, and it cannot be cured by medicinal stones at all. Moreover, if Dongfang Qingye makes a move, the three monks will come to Qingyun immediately, and I can still ask Uncle Hou to personally take action and pull out the true qi of the saint in their bodies, but now, it has already invaded the bone marrow, although it seems that there is no danger to Puhong Divine Monk, in fact, it is already terminally ill, and the medicine stone is difficult to treat. ”

"Amitabha!"

The monks in the hall chanted the Buddha's name, and their voices were sad.

But the monk of Pu'e saw it and said: "The little god doctor has excellent medical skills, and can tell each other bluntly, and he is really upright." ”

After Lin Ning's face was numb, the three old monks glanced at each other, nodded together, and Pu Er said to Zhihai: "Today is the day when the three of them return to the West Heaven and Bliss." Abbot, you have people arrange it and prepare for the altar of merit in the afterlife. ”

As soon as these words came out, Abbot Zhihai's tears flowed down immediately, and he led all the monks to kneel down, crying sadly: "Uncle Taishi, why is this ......?"

The faces of the three Pu'e monks were already blank, and they didn't seem to show any expressions, even in the face of death, their faces covered with age spots did not change, and they only said: "The elders of the past generations will eventually take this path. There is no way to plant dragon marrow rice in King Kong Temple, so it can only rely on this method of passing on the torch to forcibly cultivate dragon marrow rice. While the three of them still have some energy to spare, let's arrange it as soon as possible. Furthermore, it is not a bitter matter for us to wait for our death. The burden of the thousand-year-old Buddha Gate Holy Land of King Kong Temple will fall on your shoulders in the future, abbot, your hard days are still ahead. If Senior Brother Puhong can wake up, it will be fine. If you can't wake up, remember the word......"

Abbot Zhihai was busy asking Pu Er for instructions, and Pu Er said indifferently: "My Buddha is merciful, and I have the righteousness of sacrificing my life to feed the tiger and cut the meat to feed the eagle." After the abbot, when he does more compassionate deeds, even if there are some losses, as long as they are lost for the sake of purifying sentient beings, it is also a meritorious thing, not a sad thing. ”

What does this old monk mean?

Lin Ning frowned, looking at him with a hot face.

"Amitabha! The teachings of the Taishi Uncle Ancestor were written down by the disciples. ”

After that, after giving Lin Ning a salute, he and a group of monks escorted the three major monks back to the Buddha village and sent the Buddha back to the west......

After the medicine house was empty, Lin Ning was a little stunned and sat on the medicine table in a trance.

At this time, I saw a figure slowly appearing in the hall.

Actually, Hou Wanqian.

Even though he was in a solemn mood at this time, Lin Ning couldn't help but scold in his heart when he saw the old marquis appearing:

Old handsome!

Needless to say, the face is just that temperament, melancholy with vicissitudes, but also with the wisdom of seeing through the world.

is obviously also a bandit, but he is bookish......

It's a loss to be an old lover who enters the Tao with sadness, otherwise the beauties in the world wouldn't have been robbed by him......

If Hou Wanqian knew this kid's heart at this time, he was afraid that a sword qi would poke him to death.

Hou Wanqian looked at Lin Ning, a faint smile appeared on his face, and said, "I thought that there was no one in the world who you couldn't fool, and no one could fool you." ”

Lin Ning got up first, and after hearing this, his mind changed sharply, he blinked, and said, "Uncle Hou, you mean, these old monks are making a show for me?" ”

Hou Wanqian didn't say anything specific, he stood with his hands in his hands, and said lightly: "On the art of demagoguery, for thousands of years, if Buddhism is secondary, who dares to be the first?" Even the Demon Sect is far inferior to Buddhism. The three of them are indeed going to die, since they died late and it is not more than a month's work, it is better to die a day earlier, which is also the tradition of the King Kong Temple. In addition, Pue directly broke your mind, and instead of saying anything, he had to take a step back, which is to retreat and make your heart weak. Boy, if it is determined by the law of the world, Buddhism often cannot be divided into good and bad. But if you are determined by your Qingyun Law, Buddhism must be a great traitor. He does not produce, does not work, and deceives the people into offering to him by demagoguery. Lin boy, your Tao is the first strange way since the opening of heaven and earth, and you will be sanctified by this way...... Firm your own way, don't shake easily. ”

After that, Hou Wanqian's figure slowly disappeared without a trace.

Lin Ning scratched his head and said with a smile: "Uncle Hou, don't worry, even if you don't have your advice, with the wisdom of my little nephew, can I still be coaxed by a group of bald donkeys?" Of course, soft-heartedness may still be soft-hearted, but one yard is one yard. The little nephew is not very interested in the Holy Dao, but how can the cause that the little nephew insists on be interfered with by a group of bald heads who are struggling with their mouths? But thank you, Uncle Hou! ”

If he didn't really care about him, Hou Wanqian, with the respect of a martial saint, how could he have the leisure to pay attention to these things?

The master is not as good as Jiang Taixu, right?

After Hou Wanqian left, Lin Ning had no more waves in his heart.

Taking the food, treasure medicine, and even the power of the grandmaster from the King Kong Temple and Xingyue Nunnery, it may be a bit despicable to act alone, but Lin Ning definitely didn't just accumulate merit for himself (merit: Nima, Lao Tzu is about to forget about myself......

In the end, these actions benefit tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of millions of people!

To be able to be sure of this, it is enough.

If there are many unsatisfactory aspects in this process, Lin Ning is willing to bear a little infamy.

Moreover, the Kongo Temple and the Xingyue Nunnery are not really pure lands, and the real pure lands cannot accumulate such a large family inheritance.

After healing a few more nuns from Xingyue Nunnery, Lin Ning went to Yulin City.

On the more than 200-mile road from Qingyunzhai to Yulin City, there are tens of thousands of people working in sections at this moment.

They were digging a river channel three feet wide and seven feet deep.

Qingyunzhai wants to lead the water into Yulin and completely solve the fate of Yulin City that has relied on the sky for thousands of years!

In these 200 miles of river, every 20 miles of a section, thousands of people are in a group.

And in each regiment, try to arrange a grandmaster as the main force to attack the fortification.

Even if there were not enough grandmasters before, Tian Wuniang and Huang Hong'er, two high-grade grandmasters, would shoulder an extra regiment.

When encountering a solid stone that is difficult for ordinary people to cut with a steel drill, Tian Wuniang struck a sword and smashed it.

It's just that it can't be chopped by light, and it has to take out all the corners and corners, so that even for Tian Wuniang, it is not an easy job, it is not difficult, but it takes effort.

Others, too.

But it's not without its benefits......

To do this kind of hard work, the people are usually unwilling.

But when I saw that the dignified Qingyunzhai was in charge, and it was a woman, in order to feed the people, in order to let the people no longer suffer from drought, she actually condescended to be noble, and worked with a group of mud legs, not pretending......

People's hearts are made of flesh, how can there be reason not to be moved?

As a result, on the 200-mile river, the atmosphere of labor is always in full swing.

As for Lin Ning......

He is also a person who can do hard work, but Tian Wuniang, Huang Hong'er and others have to say that he still has a lot of important things to do, and he is not allowed to spend time here, so he can only come back occasionally.

But it doesn't matter, there are so many grandmasters in the cottage this time, and the already small river channel of two hundred miles will be able to be cultivated soon.

You won't miss this year's spring ploughing.

The reason why Lin Ning came to the construction site today and wanted to work in person was to show some newcomers the style of hard work in Qingyunzhai.

With a good demonstration like him, it is logical to think about the future arrangement.

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