Seeing that Dong Junyi opened his eyes, Master Lifan hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Divine Doctor Dong, I don't know how Senior Brother's injuries are, can he be saved?"

Master Fan also knew very well the power of the Heavenly Demon Skill, at least he had no way, although he knew that the situation was different and optimistic when he saw Dong Junyi's frowns, but he still couldn't help but hold on to a glimmer of hope.

Dong Junyi frowned and sighed and said, "I have also heard of the name of the Heavenly Demon Skill for a long time, it is one of the top, most secretive, and most difficult to practice top mastery in the Demon Sect. It is worthy of being a peerless school that makes people all over the world famous and frightened. 」

Master Lifan felt a little bad in his heart, looked at Dong Junyi and asked, "What does Divine Doctor Dong mean?"

"Seeing that the master's injuries are extremely severe, the Heavenly Demon Gong is extremely corrosive, not only will it erode the true qi of the person who is recruited, so that the person who is recruited cannot rely on his own true qi to repair the injury, but more importantly, the true qi of the Heavenly Demon Gong will corrode the internal organs and even bones of the person who is recruited.

Seeing that the master was injured, he used his internal strength to run wildly, so that the Heavenly Demon Gong True Qi that was entangled in his True Qi had spread throughout his entire body with the operation of his True Qi. Not only the five internal organs, the eight veins of the Qi Sutra have been corroded by the Heavenly Demon Gong, and they have been extremely severely traumatized. Even the bone poison was corroded by the Heavenly Demon Gong.

Now that the true qi of the Heavenly Demon Gong has completely invaded Master Jian's internal organs, the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, the bones and even the bone marrow, it is not easy to remove it.

This is still to see that the master is a Buddhist true qi that is pure and vigorous, and it is useful for suppressing the internal force of the Heavenly Demon Gong in the body. It has delayed the erosion of the Heavenly Demon Gong's true qi on the body, and with the help of Master Fan, you can suppress it with the internal force of the same origin. If it had been someone else, I am afraid that the internal organs would have been completely corroded and rotted by the internal force of the Heavenly Demon Skill. 」

Dong Junyi stroked his beard with two fingers and frowned.

Seeing that Dong Junyi said so much, all he said was the serious situation of seeing the monk's injury, but he didn't say a word about how to treat it, Master Fan already had some bad feelings in his heart, and hesitated for a moment and asked, "Then I don't know if Doctor Dong can be sure to heal Senior Brother?"

Seeing that the senior brother is respected in my Buddhism, if Doctor Dong can cure Senior Brother's injury, the whole of my Buddhism will be grateful to Doctor Dong, and I will definitely repay him in the future. 」

Master Fan couldn't care about anything else at this time. Even the words of temptation were spoken.

Dong Junyi can also be regarded as a broad traveler. How could it be that I didn't know the status of the monks in Buddhism. If it was possible, he would naturally not let go of the opportunity to heal the injuries of the monk and gain the favor of the Buddha. But in front of him, he was really helpless.

"Alas, Master Fan. The True Qi of the Heavenly Demon Gong is extremely weird, not only is it very corrosive. It also has a strong tenacity. It seems to be extremely resistant to any internal force and medicinal properties. Once it has entered the body, it is extremely difficult to remove. If you meet me when Master Jianjian was just injured, I can still try to clear it. But now...... Alas...... Please forgive me for not being able to do anything. 」

As soon as Dong Junyi's words came out, the monks of Daxiang Temple, such as Master Lifan and Miao Yuan Little Monk, all had bleak and sad faces. Master Lifan was even more unsteady on his feet, staggering back a few steps.

Seeing that the monk is the elder brother of the Buddhist generation. Being generous and generous, the status of Buddhism is very high. Although many monks who have reached the age of words have called the senior brother of the monk, they can actually be half a master. Even today's great Buddhist masters, the empty holy monks, were guided by the monks when they first started. Naturally, everything is no exception.

Now that he suddenly heard the news, Li Fan was naturally a little unacceptable.

"Amitabha!"

Van Gogh trembled all over the Buddha name, and there was already a trace of murderous aura in the Buddha name of Zhongzheng and Ning in the past. If the man who injured the monk appeared here now, Master Fan would probably be able to break his body into pieces. Although Buddhism is compassionate, it also has angry eyes!

"Master!"

Zhihai Toutuo fell directly to the ground in the dark, crawled to the side of the monk and lay down on the monk and cried, and his face was full of tears.

Such a mighty and rough head suddenly made such a mourning appearance, which was a great shock to anyone. Except for Master Fan and the Little Monk of Wonderful Wishes, everyone else was secretly weeping.

Master Lifan was already desperate, and what he was thinking about was how to deal with the aftermath of seeing his senior brother, how to send the news back to the Demon Sea, and let the senior brothers go out of the mountain to avenge the senior brother.

Although the little monk was also grieving, he was not as desperate as others, but stared at Feng Qingyao tightly, pinning the last shred of hope on Feng Qingyao.

Feng Qingyao didn't let go of his fingers after Dong Junyi finished diagnosing his pulse, and was still there silently diagnosing his pulse, and the expression on his face was still as calm and calm as usual.

It was this calm and calm expression as usual that gave the little monk Miao Yuan a glimmer of hope, hoping that Feng Qingyao could break out again with a miracle, and he returned to see his uncle's life.

Others don't have the confidence of Feng Qingyao like the little monk of the wonderful wish, Dong Junyi is already the top divine doctor in the entire Great Qi, even Dong Junyi has already said that there is no way, what can be done by Feng Qingyao, a young descendant they don't know? Some monks even think that Feng Qingyao is pretending to be sitting there, waiting for Dong Junyi to say his judgment.

If Dong Junyi said that there was salvation, then there would be no problem, and if Dong Junyi said that there was no salvation, then he would not be responsible. Anyway, even Doctor Dong said that there was no way, and no one would blame him for not trying his best.

After Dong Junyi finished explaining that he didn't let go of his hand and stood up. At this time, the end of the pulse diagnosis made most people agree on their own judgment, thinking that Feng Qingyao was pretending to be there.

As soon as Feng Qingyao finished the pulse diagnosis, the little monk of Miao Yuan stepped forward urgently and asked, "Lord Feng, how is it?

Before Feng Qingyao could answer, Zhihai Toutuo, who was crying and crying on the body of the monk, also came back to his senses. Although Dong Junyi said that there was no help, there was still such an unfathomable person as Feng Qingyao who could always create a miracle, and Zhihai Toutuo suddenly had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

He walked a few steps in front of Feng Qingyao and said, "Feng Shi, please, please save my master. As long as you can save my master, I will treat you as a cow and a horse in this life, the next life, and the next life. 」

Zhihai Toutuo's name for Feng Qingyao has always been very casual, either calling Feng Boy or directly calling his name. But at this time, he directly used the most formal title of the Wind Donor as the most formal name of Buddhism to call Feng Qingyao.

Without waiting for Feng Qingyao to say anything, Zhihai Toutuo began to kowtow to Feng Qingyao, and cried while kowtowing: "Please, please save my master, save my master." 」

The floor of the abbot's meditation room is paved with the best marble, Zhihai Toutuo did not use half a cent of internal force when he kowtowed, and in the blink of an eye, Zhihai Toutuo was already bleeding from his head, and blood stains flowed down Zhihai Toutuo's head and down Zhihai Toutuo's cheeks. made Zhihai Toutuo's already rough face even more hideous.

But listening to that pleading, a trace of sorrow and pity arose in everyone's hearts. (To be continued......)