"Sister Guanyin, with my identity and strength, I want to take down Zhu Ziguo, do you think that king has the power to resist?"

"This is an equal deal between the two of us, why is it that the lion is so open-mouthed?" Xie Yun asked rhetorically.

Guanyin Bodhisattva was speechless, she still felt that something was wrong.

Having said that, why does it always feel like the book is a bit strong?

Alas, the key is to be thick-skinned, one dares to give, and the other dares to ask.

If the per capita face of my Buddhist people could reach this level, it is estimated that he would have won Xiniu Hezhou a long time ago, so why bother to learn scriptures from the West?

"Immortal Emperor, let's be reasonable, can you really cure that king?" Guanyin Bodhisattva was a little uneasy, and said: "After all, human life is at stake, or you should directly take the golden pill to cure the disease!"

Xie Yun stared at Guanyin's hair, he was very curious.

As the saying goes, your hair is long and your knowledge is short, Sister Guanyin, your hair has fallen out, why do you still look like you have no knowledge?

Please don't question Bendi's abilities, nothing is impossible for a man.

"Immortal Emperor, what's the matter, is my wig crooked?" Guanyin Bodhisattva was a little weak-hearted.

"No, it's beautiful. ”

"And what do you see?"

"I just think that you have long hair and short knowledge, and this emperor is known as a miracle doctor, and you actually question my ability. Xie Yun shook his head.

Guanyin Bodhisattva is a little angry, you are a bad person, you are bad, you just talk about things, why are you pulling my hair?

Your Eight Desolation Immortal Emperor said that he was invincible in the world, and he believed it.

Your Eight Desolation Immortal Emperor said that his background is very hard, and the deity believes it.

Your Eight Desolation Immortal Emperor said that he was the most beautiful man in the wilderness, and the deity also believed it.

But you say you're a miracle doctor, that's a bit, isn't it?

"Immortal Emperor, if you can cure that king, the deity will help you. ”

"Really?"

"High five!"

"Forget it, I believe it, don't make excuses to take advantage of me. ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva: I TM (ノ°ο°)ノ

The two of them went to the small world of Xuling to prepare to dispense medicine and cure the king of Zhu Ziguo.

Everyone in the small world was stunned, they never knew that their Dao Master was actually proficient in medical skills, the news spread, and for a while, everyone put down what they were doing and came over to watch the excitement.

"Master, tell me first, what is the king's illness?" asked the tiger demon.

He still retains the last shred of reason and questions it.

If you don't even know the cause of the disease, you can start dispensing medicine when you come up, then you can't let Xie Yun treat the disease.

Although we are monsters, we can't watch our master careless of human life, that's too evil.

"What, don't you trust the emperor?" Xie Yun led everyone to the imperial dining room, and explained: "The king's left hand has a strong and tight pulse, and the guan pulse is astringent and slow, and the right hand has a floating and slippery vein, which is the internal meridian closure. ”

"Those who are strong and tight, who are fed and drank, and those who are slippery, who are full of annoyance and cold, do you know what this means?"

The monsters shook their heads, they listened to the clouds, all the words knew what they meant, but when they were united, they didn't understand anything.

For the demon clan, after getting sick, either knock the golden pill, or carry it hard, there has never been such a thing as a cure.

Therefore, the profession of doctor is almost extinct among the demon clans, and they don't understand medical theories.

"You don't understand, and you still get to the bottom of it, what do you want to do?" Xie Yun said with some unhappiness: "That guy is lovesick and has lovesickness." "A sea of clouds

"Bendi has a grass recipe here, only two herbs are needed, refined into pills, take one, and when the time comes, the medicine will be cured. ”

Xie Yun came to the imperial dining room, pointed to the pot where Xiong Da stir-fried vegetables and asked, "Sister Guanyin, you just said that you will give me a hand, does it count?"

"Of course!"

"Okay, please carry this iron pot for me. ”

After Xie Yun finished speaking, Xiong Da was anxious, and he jumped out to stop him: "Immortal Emperor, think twice!"

"This is an iron pot specially built by me, I can't smash the alchemy!"

Although I don't know what the principle of this dark iron pot is used in medicine, there has been a legend of the iron-eating beast in the Three Realms of the Flood and Desolation since ancient times.

It is rumored that Chiyou's mount is the only one.

Xie Yun kicked the bear away and reprimanded: "In this imperial dining room, you are a baby, your kitchenware is a baby, and the ash at the bottom of this pot is not necessarily a baby, right?"

"Pick a little bit of pot ash on you, how can you buckle the cord, like an old girl?"

Xiong Da rubbed his buttocks and smiled: "Hey, hey, master, as long as you don't move my pot, the ash at the bottom of the pot can be deducted casually." ”

"Sister Guanyin, please!"

"Immortal Emperor, are you teasing the deity, how can the pot ash be used in medicine?" Guanyin Bodhisattva was a little unconvinced.

"No, no, there are still people who don't know that pot ash is also called baicao frost, which can regulate all diseases, right?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva's cheeks twitched, and she said stubbornly: "Of course I know!"

Having said that, there is still some distraction.

Looking at the sky, is the deity destined to carry this black cauldron today?

Guanyin Bodhisattva rolled up his sleeves, took a horse step, grabbed the iron pot, gritted his teeth and arms, and picked up the largest black pot in the imperial dining room.

Her face was flushed, and she complained in her heart: Why is this black pot so heavy, why does it weigh 500,000 catties.

"Bodhisattva, be careful, this is the acquired magic weapon stir-fry pot made by the Nine Heavens Xuantie, don't knock it on me. Xiong Da said nervously.

In the imperial dining room, in addition to the Nine Heavens Xuantian kitchen knife at the level of the acquired magic weapon, his favorite thing is this Nine Heavens Xuantian Wok.

Mom sells batches, you black pot, you don't necessarily have the slightest damage when you take it out to fight, the deity is carrying it, why is it bumping into it?

Guanyin Bodhisattva's face was pale, and he silently watched Xie Yun pick out the ashes at the bottom of half of the pot and grind it into fine powder.

Bang dang!

She threw the Nine Heavens Xuantie Wok back, and Xiong Da grinned in distress.

"Foolish, a little blind, quickly make a vegetarian meal for the Bodhisattva to replenish his strength. Xie Yun kicked Xiong Da and said very politely: "Sister Guanyin, you rest here, I'll go get another medicine, and I'll bother you to knead the two flavors together later, please." ”

"Amitabha, save people's lives, win the seventh-level floating slaughter, Immortal Emperor go quickly, don't delay. "Guanyin Bodhisattva is overjoyed.

If she did this again, her mentality would collapse.

The black bear spirit ignited the fire and began to prepare for a mediocre egg fried rice.

Xie Yun left the imperial dining room with the Tiger Demon and the others, found Xiao Bailong, and asked, "Xiao Bai, are you in a hurry?"

The little white dragon's expression was a little strange, and he felt that something was wrong in his heart.

How could such a large group of people suddenly care about their own eating, drinking, and Lazar?

Could it be that the Chaos Foreign Enemy invaded, and the Immortal Emperor needed a death squad and deliberately picked me?

Or was there an earthquake in the West Sea and something happened to my hometown?

Xiao Bailong's eyes darkened, and he said, "Immortal Emperor, if you say something directly, I can stand it." ”