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Xu Xian chased the figure and unconsciously came to a meditation room in Jinshan Temple.

As soon as the two entered, the door slammed shut.

"White mushroom cool! White mushroom cool! ”

Xu Xian was still looking for it, groping wildly in the meditation room, a Buddha number came, Xu Xian rolled his eyes, fell on the bed, and fell asleep.

At three o'clock in the morning, Xu Xiancai rubbed his aching head and got up, and was startled when he saw that he was in the meditation room.

"How could I be here! Let me out! Let me out! ”

Xu Xian banged on the door hard, and a team of monks passed by at the door, but they didn't pay attention to him.

After he screamed through his throat, the door to the meditation room was finally pushed open.

"Xu Xianggong, wake up."

Fahai looked at Xu Xian with satisfaction and handed him a scripture book, "This scripture book has greater wisdom than the one given before, and I hope to understand it." ”

When Xu Xian saw the scriptures, he showed a stupid look, took the scriptures in a daze, turned around and sat down at the table, and looked through them.

"The old man gave the Dharma the name of the Taoist Sect, and the stubborn illness is in the body, so meditate in this room first."

Fahai saw that Xu Xian didn't look like he was going to run, so he was very relieved and withdrew the guards at the door.

"Zen Master, the family didn't come again."

A young monk replied to Fahai, who nodded, "They can't go into the old man's golden wire cage either." Prepare it for the Taoist sect, and tomorrow morning, I will shave him. ”

"Yes, Zen Master."

On the second day, after Fahai happily shaved Xu Xian, he began to seriously treat Xu Xian's dementia, and the simplest, rough and effective way was to cut off his love roots.

Fahai broke off his love roots back then, suffered for three days and three nights, and rolled on the ground until there was no grass, this degree of pain can be imagined.

However, when Fahai handed this bowl of broken love to Xu Xian, without waiting for Fahai to explain, Xu Xian drank the poison without hesitation.

"Dao Sect! Don't you even ask the old man what this is!? ”

Fahai was a little stunned, he thought that Xu Xian would hesitate, at least, as a doctor, he shouldn't be unable to smell the smell in this medicine, how wrong it was.

"Master gave it, even if it is poison, I have to drink it."

Xu Xian's eyes didn't blink, Mu Mu said, suddenly frowned, his heart twitched, and a sharp pain from the dantian swept over his body.

"Ahem... Ahh

Xu Xian coughed violently, fell to the ground and rolled a few times, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of black blood on the ground.

"Amitabhaβ€”"

Fahai and the monks recited the Buddha's name, Xu Xian gradually calmed down, and the sharp pain on his body slowly faded with the spit out of this mouthful of black blood.

"Whew... Call... Whew..."

Xu Xian slowed down, straightened his figure, knelt in front of Fahai, kowtowed, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were clear, and there was no trace of mortal dust.

"Actually, I survived the pain of breaking the root of love so easily."

Fahai clasped his hands together and closed his eyes, "Amitabha... Good, good, good. ”

"Thank you, Master."

Xu Xian's face did not have the slightest wave, and after quietly thanking him, he left the place and went back to his meditation room to meditate.

"TD."

Fahai called Xu Xian's senior brother, "Repair the book and send it to Qiantang, and say that the sect is healed and voluntarily converted, please cherish it yourself, don't read it." ”

"Yes, disciple understands."

The letter was quickly handed over to Li Gongfu, and he exploded on the spot in anger, scolding, "Phew! That old bald donkey! Look at the mallet! What do I say! What do I say! ”

Li Gongfu put the letter on the table, slapped it hard, blushed angrily and had a thick neck, took the official knife, and wanted to kill Jinshan Temple again.

"Li Zhutou, don't be impatient!"

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