When Mo Yufei heard Shizun's words, he felt that Shizun's judgment was really amazing. The www.biquge.info of the pen quickly responded: "Master, I still have to heal your wounds, at this time, wouldn't it be bad to let this senior in......"

"Mo Yufei, you don't have to heal me, life and death are up to you. Why are you so persistent, hurry, hurry up and stop healing for me, you go out to meet this senior in person!" The Qing Buddha monk actually asked Mo Yufei to stop his palms and greet the guests, which made Mo Yufei very embarrassed.

"Master, this is ......" Mo Yu Feiwu hesitated.

"Don't you want to listen to the master?" said the Qing Buddha monk with a serious face.

"I don't dare. Mo Yufei agreed, and immediately stopped facing the palms of his master's palms and stood up from meditation. When he saw Shizun's performance safe and sound, he let out a sigh of relief, and then glanced at Chu Feng, Mo Xiong, and Qianzhu Old Monk. Signaling them to strengthen their vigilance, no one knows what the old man outside the door has in mind at this moment. If you open the door and come in, you want to harm the master, then you will regret it.

Therefore, Mo Yufei, Chu Feng, Mo Xiong, and Qianzhu Old Monk communicated with each other for a while, and then slowly walked to the door of the meditation room. Gently pulling in, there was an old man with crane hair and a childish face standing outside the door. This old man is over eighty years old, and his face is like an immortal, which makes Mo Yufei intuitively feel that this old man does not look like a person who has poisoned the wine at all.

"Why, you are a senior disciple of the Qing Buddha Monk, aren't you welcome me in?" The immortal-like old man smiled, with the breath of an immortal on his face, and inadvertently glanced at Mo Yufei when he looked at him.

"Please come in! Master has been waiting for a long time. With that, Mo Yufei let the old man into the meditation room.

Chu Feng, Mo Xiong, and the old monk Qianzhu were all vigilant, but under the gaze of the Qing Buddha monk, they had to bow to the old man one after another: "The seniors are polite!"

"Well, you're welcome, I don't want to stay longer this time, old friend, you have to come with me, let me take you to a good place!

"White-haired Xuan Weng, why are you saying this?" the Qing Buddha monk called out the other party's title.

"Qing Buddha monk, I'm doing this for your own good, you are really what I call the great catastrophe of life that occurs once in thirty years. I cherish you and my friends. I want to try it, take you to Xuan Weng Mountain, in my cave on the mountain, I want to heal your wounds, I don't know if you want to! Do you know that there is no one like you, who can let me, the divine doctor white-haired Xuan Weng, heal a person's wounds. This has never happened before. How about it, I don't agree with it!"

Hearing the words of the white-haired Xuan Weng, the Qing Buddha monk couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly: "I told the disciple just now, life and death have life and wealth in the sky, and this thing can't be forced." Besides, Xuan Weng, you have said that this calamity of mine is the biggest calamity in my life! Since it is unavoidable, let's face it bravely!"

"Yes, what my master said is also very right, some things really should be faced by yourself, besides, I, Mo Yufei, will do everything possible to be my master, and I won't let him be bothered by calamity like this. So, senior, you bothered! I can help my master heal this injury!" Mo Yufei seemed to have a big tone, the reason why he said this was not because he was sure of Shizun's healing, but because he didn't trust this person with a big tone, and as soon as he came in, he directly said that he wanted to take Shizun to a mountain. No matter how charitable this old man is, it is impossible for Mo Yufei to have respect!

The white-haired Xuan Weng couldn't help but shake his head and laugh after hearing this. There was a look of contempt on his face.

Even, Chu Feng, Mo Xiong, Qianzhu Old Monk and Mo Yufei thought exactly the same. As soon as this old man entered the meditation room, he was ashamed to say that he wanted to take the master away, what was this for? The master was so weak that he could withstand such a toss?

As a result, these four arrogant sons, from their respectful expressions just now, turned into indifference and hostility towards the white-haired Xuanwen at this moment. I feel that the master should not be taken away by this old man no matter what, and even think that this old man is very likely to be the one who poisoned the wine!

This man is so kind in appearance. But it is treacherous and unpredictable, so it should not be polite to this person! Even if he relies on the old and sells the old, he can't let his treacherous plan succeed, thinking of this, Mo Yufei said sharply: "If the seniors want to be guests here, the juniors should treat each other politely, if you want to stir up the idea of our master, and try to let my master and my seniors go to live in some Xuanweng Mountain, then the juniors will answer you for my master, this is impossible." Shizun will not go to the mountains with you, and besides, the juniors will continue to heal Shizun's wounds, and they can't afford to delay this time any longer! If the seniors have something to do, they can leave early, and the juniors will not send them away. Speaking of this, Mo Yufei looked resolute, which made the white-haired Xuan Weng's face change for a while, and he looked at Mo Yufei, Chu Feng, Mo Xiong, and Qianzhu Old Monk respectively.

After a long time, the white-haired Xuan Weng suddenly laughed again, looked at the Qing Buddha monk and said: "Interesting, interesting, your four apprentices are quite concerned about you, but time is really running out! I have already calculated that today, thirty years later, you will have to worry about your life before dawn." Therefore, this compassion was launched, and I planned to take you to my cave to heal my old friend. But how can you be an old friend, your four proud apprentices, quite a protector! Hehe, yes, with this mental calculation, you Qing Buddha and monk have not cultivated them in vain! Especially this black-clothed Mo Yufei, I think he is quite interesting, and he is even ashamed to boast about himself, and also said that he wants to heal you. Hehe, it's ridiculous, how many incurable diseases there are in this martial arts fantasy world, I don't care about the white-haired Xuan Weng, but the Qing Buddha monk is sick with your body. It really makes me frown, and I don't have any certainty! But it's no wonder that you, a proud apprentice, say with confidence that you will be cured. Hehe, it's good to have this heart!" Speaking of this, the white-haired Xuan Weng looked at Mo Yufei carefully. felt that Mo Yufei had a very good appetite for himself, and if he was accepted as an apprentice to study medicine, he might be a talent who could inherit his mantle.

"Old friend, you don't have to praise Mo Yufei, let alone beat him up! He is already a disciple of my Qing Buddha Sect, and he has been directly announced by me that from now on, he will be the new head of the Qing Buddha Sect! My Qing Buddha monk is now retired, just an old man. If you are willing to bring me to your cave mansion to help me heal my wounds and talk to my heart, I am also very happy, as for Mo Yufei and their nervousness just now, you don't have to worry about it. Let's go, I'll go with you!" said the Qing Buddha monk, and wanted to get up from the bed, but this time, he was shocked by Mo Yufei, Chu Feng, Mo Xiong and Qianzhu old monks on the side.

Mo Yu Feixin said: "Master, dare to love what I said for a long time just now, and it was all in vain!"