"Master, are you okay?" Seeing the monk fleeing in a panic, Xu Yan hurriedly asked.

"Don't come here, don't touch me!" The monk pushed Xu Yan away with his still intact other hand, and walked to the farthest position from the two of them in the entire room in a few steps, and then looked at his arm in panic.

The hand he had just taken the pulse had completely turned into a crystal ice blue, if it weren't for his quick reaction and use his true qi to resist, it is estimated that the cold qi would have invaded his heart by now.

"I don't know who the two of you are, for the sake of peace, you want to make this kind of joke with the old man!" the monk urged his true qi, and soon a thick layer of frost appeared on his eyebrows and nose, and he didn't know what method was used to solve the cold.

Xu Yan smiled bitterly: "Master, I have no grievances with you, so why do I need to harm you, this is really an accident that happened to my companion..."

The monk shivered and sat down cross-legged, but he still had no intention of coming.

"Why don't I help you expel the cold?" asked Xu Yan.

"No need..."The monk shook his head and said, "I will handle this kind of thing myself, but this female benefactor, if she is unconscious because of this cold air, please forgive me for not being able to do anything..."

"She didn't fall into a coma because of the cold..."Xu Yan said: "This is her natural physique, as for the coma, there is another reason..."

"Oh, is it..."The monk's eyes flashed, and he said, "In this way, I'll check the classics first and see if there is any means to help her, what do you think?"

"I'm tired..."Xu Yan bowed lightly, and after the monk went out, he suddenly remembered, if you can't touch it, can't you hang the silk to diagnose the pulse?

Or, this old monk doesn't know this trick?

Oh no, it's a middle-aged monk.

After sending the monk away, Xu Yan sat next to Bai Jing again, looking at this beautiful woman with her eyes closed and frowning, Xu Yan actually felt a little remorseful in her heart.

The Tianyuan Divine Thunder will not do any harm to the kind people, but because of the effect of purifying the mind, it will also greatly promote the cultivation of decent people.

Of course, Bai Jing is not a bad person, so Xu Yan gave her one easily, but she never expected that she would have such a change.

Is she hiding too deeply?

Or is the role of Tianyuan Divine Thunder not what I realize?

The best doctor in the whole Gyeongju should be the medicine master of Tianlong Temple, if this monk can't save her, Xu Yanzhen doesn't know what else to do.

Or, take Bai Jing back to the Blood Lotus Sect to find Bai Yu?

Will he beat himself to death?

Xu Yan thought wildly, suddenly felt a certain feeling, and then looked at the door.

The door opened automatically, and standing outside the door, in addition to the monk whose arm was frozen for a section, there was also an old monk with white hair.

"This is my master, Master Kuzhu!" said the middle-aged monk.

"Oh, master..."Xu Yan was surprised for a moment, and then saluted.

"Let me see how she is doing?" Kuzhu didn't talk nonsense, and walked directly to the bed, reaching out to Bai Jing.

As soon as the cold air rose, the temperature of the entire room dropped by dozens of degrees in an instant, but the old monk of Kuzhu had already prepared, and a big hand was burning with a raging red flame, and he still touched Bai Jing, and then, his eyebrows danced all of a sudden.

"There really is such a physique in this world!" Kuzhu said excitedly: "It seems that my Medicine Master Liuli Dharma Body is expected to be cultivated!"

"Huh?" Xu Yan was stunned, and was wondering what had happened, when he saw Kuzhu turn around, and then looked at him with a pleasant face: "Donor, this female benefactor is seriously injured and needs to recuperate in the temple for several months, why don't you go home first, and come back in three months, the poor monk promises that you can return an intact girl..."

Are you deaf to me, I heard what you said about the Medicine Master Glass Dharma Body!

"I can stay here and take care of her nearby!" Xu Yan said.

"You don't know how to heal, and this will only affect the treatment of the poor monk and the recovery of the female benefactor," Kuzhu said.

"You can teach me, I promise to learn it in one day!" Xu Yan said.

Kuzhu gritted his teeth, and finally changed his face: "Donor, don't toast or eat and drink!"

"It's not over like this, what kind of saint are you pretending to be there!" Xu Yan said disdainfully.

This monk has exposed too much, and his acting skills are also very average, if he is an ordinary person, he may really be fooled by his acting skills that have just passed, but Xu Yan said that he doesn't know how many Oscar movies he has watched, whether you are sincere or insincere, you can see it at a glance!

"May, don't do it yet!" Kuzhu didn't talk nonsense, and shouted very simply.

"Yes, master!" The middle-aged monk stood in front of Xu Yan and said, "Donor, please!"

In May, a disciple of the Medicine King Buddha of Tianlong Temple, Jindan Realm.

"I'm sorry..."Xu Yan shook his head.

"Then don't blame the poor monk for offending!" May raised her hand, and the fleshy palm had turned golden at some point.

"Mighty King Kong Palm!" This palm smashed over with a majestic momentum, and Xu Yan actually had a feeling that it was inevitable and had to die for a moment.

"Amazing, this kind of martial arts!" Xu Yan exclaimed, this is the use of the Three Treasures of the Monk, the power of the spell.

No matter how powerful the Vajra palm is, it is actually just a little stronger and stronger, and the reason why it can become the stunt of Tianlong Temple is because of the kind of will contained in the palm.

Xu Yan tapped the floor on tiptoe and turned to the side slightly, avoiding this palm.

"The palm is full of power, but if you can't hit someone, it's flashy..."Xu Yan commented.

"The donor is so skilled!" May didn't care, he thought that his strength was definitely better than Xu Yan's, and now he couldn't take him, just because one of his hands was sealed.

If his right hand is still there, he can just put his palms together and seal all his escape routes.

But even so, he still has the confidence to win Xu Yan.

"Medicine Master Picking Leaves Fingers!" May turned his palm into a finger, and the whole person's body became much more agile at once, and the changes in the fingers were naturally much more than those in the palm, so the blocked space was also tighter.

Xu Yan's eyes turned rapidly, paying attention to May's technique, fingering, body technique, and even the movement of qi and blood, and the flow of true qi, while constantly dodging May's attack.

Under his eyes, May's move was originally in slow motion, and after he got the red lotus metamorphosis that Liang Jin passed on to him, the speed of the whole person was several times faster, and it was not difficult to dodge such an attack.

"How come, how come?" May became more and more anxious, and his confidence became less and less, and this kind of thing is not something that you can turn the tables by shouting twice and not being convinced.

The monks are all literate people, and the knowledge they learn in the enlightenment stage alone is comparable to the amount of knowledge that ordinary scribes learn in their lifetime, so they rarely rely on courage and faith and dreams to fight.

is like a sentence in the national arts, as soon as the two of them join hands, they will know if there is one.

He had been attacking for so long, Xu Yan was able to avoid all his attacks just by dodging, and although one of his hands was sealed, he could also see that Xu Yan was at ease.

Then something even more desperate happened...

Xu Yan stretched out his left hand, his fingers flicked continuously, and the two fought a few times between the electric light and flint, and then each retreated...

Xu Yan looked calm, but May covered his swollen fingers with an ugly face: "How can you know our pharmacist picking fingers?"

"Is it difficult, I see that you turn over and over again and there are only seven hands and twenty-one changes, and you can learn it after watching it twice!" Of course Xu Yan doesn't have such a high level of understanding, he can learn it, it all depends on the replication of his eyes.

But May didn't know, he saw that Xu Yan said so easily, and then thought about himself, in order to learn the pharmacist to pick leaves, he practiced three nine times in winter and five times in summer, and it took four years to achieve something, and he suddenly felt a sense of self-shame.

"Master, I—" May looked at Kuzhu.

Kuzhu waved his hand, looked at Xu Yan, and said, "The son is talented and intelligent, and his strength is extraordinary, I don't know if there is a sect, would you like to join my Medicine Master Wang Buddha lineage?"

"Is there any benefit to joining you?" asked Xu Yan.

"I can pass on your Medicine Master Liuli Dharma Body, this is the supreme method that has been passed down from ancient times in my lineage, and it is much more powerful than the Eighteen Strikes of the Heavenly Dragon!" Kuzhu said.

Tianlong Eighteen Blows, is the Tianlong Temple Town School martial arts, the status is comparable to the beggar gang Eighteen Palms of the Dragon, Li Xunhuan's little Li Flying Knife.

"Master!" "May is not happy, you have never been so kind to me!"

"May, you have to understand one thing, although the brilliance of the first line depends on the efforts of countless disciples, but if there is really a wonderful and gorgeous disciple, then his talent alone is worth the efforts of several generations of the first line..."

This is really said to Xu Yan's heart, Xu Yan has always felt that he is a genius, which sect should not be treated as a treasure?