At the end, Yang Yunfan didn't know how he fell asleep.

In short, this night made him understand many things.

For example, never chat with a woman before going to bed. The other person will become more and more excited as you chat, and will have no desire to sleep. Unless you end up doing something inappropriate for children to end the topic...

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And on the other side.

Everyone at Kinkakuji Temple was united in preparing for the competition the next day.

This is an exchange and discussion between the Kinkakuji Temple and the Kunlun Sect, the number one sect in China. If it wins, the Kinkakuji Temple may be able to secure the title of the number one sect in Japan, and even the powerful Onmyoji Ampei family may be able to do so.

You will be impressed by the Kinkakuji Temple.

As for Ginkakuji, Horyuji, Todaiji, etc... From now on, I, Kinkakuji, will probably be respected!

Strictly speaking, this competition is a battle of face, but in the Japanese country, a country where honor is far above all else, as long as the Kunlun faction wins, the status of the Golden Pavilion will be greatly improved!

Therefore, you must not lose in this competition!

"Senior Brother Wuxiang, what else do you need to prepare? Just ask!"

"Senior Brother Wuxiang, are there enough medicinal materials in the pharmacy? If not, I will go down the mountain to buy some tonight to prepare for emergencies."

"Senior Brother Wuxiang, how was your rest last night? How are you feeling? Do you want me to give you a pat on your back, a tap on your legs, and a massage?"

"Senior Brother Wuxiang, this is your brocade cassock. Put it on, and Buddha will bless you. This battle is certain and will be successful immediately!"

A group of disciples followed Monk Wuxiang and asked all kinds of questions.

"Junior brothers, I have nothing to prepare. It's too much work for you, it's just a competition. There's no need for this. Monks, be careful not to be impetuous, be impatient, and deal with the situation with a normal mind."

After a pause, Monk Wuxiang continued: "Besides, the benefactor Jiang Xiaoya is a disciple of Kunlun, a disciple of a famous sect. Even if I lose, it will not damage the face of my Golden Pavilion Temple. Among the eight hundred temples in the Japanese country, no temple dares to

He said that he would definitely win against the disciples of Kunlun. Of course, if I win by chance, it actually doesn’t matter. I am still me, and the Golden Pavilion Temple is still the Golden Pavilion Temple."

When the other disciples heard this, they immediately said anxiously: "Senior brother, how can this be the same? If you lose, the whole temple will be disgraced. If you win, our Golden Pavilion Temple will be respected by the eight hundred Buddhist temples in Japan tomorrow. It is natural for me, senior brother.

He is respected by our Buddhist disciples in Japan."

However, Monk Wuxiang smiled slightly, clasped his hands and said, "The World Honored One said: All conditioned dharmas are like bubbles in a dream. They are like dew and lightning. They should be viewed in this way. The Buddha also said that living in the world is like being among thorns, and the mind is not

If you move, you should not move rashly, and if you don't move, you will not be hurt; if your heart is moved, if you move rashly, your body will be hurt, your bones will be hurt, and you will experience all kinds of pain in the world."

"If I have delusional thoughts, in fact, winning or losing is no longer important. How can a monk be competitive? I invited Jiang Xiaoya, the donor, to compete in medical skills. It was not for the purpose of winning, but for the two donors.

I am really not sure about the condition, so I want to ask the disciples of the Kunlun Sect to help relieve the pain of the two patients. Do you understand?"

"Do you understand or not? It actually doesn't matter... Okay, it's almost time, so I'll go over. This will save the guests from waiting for a long time, which is my fault at the Golden Pavilion." After saying that, Monk Wuxiang smiled like a flower and turned around.

Follow the gravel-paved path towards the Zen Temple by Jinghu Lake.

A group of Kinkakuji disciples were left behind, bowing their heads in deep thought.

After a long time, someone raised his head, bowed in admiration to Monk Wuxiang, and said: "In the past, Zen Master Kuye wanted to pass the throne to Senior Brother Wuxiang. I was confused at the time. Senior Brother Wuxiang was only in his early twenties, why?

How can you be so virtuous that you can inherit the position of presiding? Today, we know that Brother Wuxiang has great wisdom, great power of aspiration, and great compassion. We are beyond the reach of Amitabha!"

The other monks looked at the back of Monk Wuxiang with admiration and chanted: "Amitabha..."

After all the monks figured it out, their faces were full of excitement. They followed the footsteps of Monk Wuxiang and followed him all the way. They were devout like a pilgrim ascetic.

Yes, what does it mean to win or not against the Kunlun faction?

Because soon, the entire Japanese country will know that our Kinkakuji Temple is going to have a living Buddha!

Haha, Living Buddha!

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The Zen monastery by Jinghu Lake.

The old man and his granddaughter who came to see Monk Wuxiang yesterday had just woken up and found a monk sweeping away fallen leaves and pruning flower branches in the monastery.

This monk has a handsome face and a tall figure. He looks like he is holding flowers and smiling all the time. If he is not the Wuxiang monk, who is he?

"Holy monk!" The old man was helped out, and when he saw Monk Wuxiang cleaning, he hurriedly shouted.

Monk Wuxiang put down the shower head, smiled slightly and said, "Uncle, how do you feel today?"

Hearing this, the old man couldn't help but look embarrassed and said: "At around five o'clock today, I had unbearable stomach pain. I got up and went to the toilet again."

Upon hearing this, Monk Wuxiang sighed and said with some disappointment: "Is it loose stools with a little mucus... Oh, this is aggravation of the symptoms. It seems that I am really not good at treating this disease."

The old man felt very uncomfortable after hearing what Monk Wuxiang said. He didn't know why. He hurriedly explained: "Maybe it was because the mountains were deserted last night and I caught a cold in my stomach, so I had diarrhea. Maybe it has nothing to do with your treatment method, Monk."

."

The old man felt that maybe his body was not in good condition. After Monk Wuxiang gave him moxibustion yesterday, his body should have recovered. Maybe he didn't pay attention last night, so he had diarrhea again. He didn't feel that Monk Wuxiang's

Medical skills are not good.

"Uncle, you don't need to say much. I know my medical skills. Please wait a moment, uncle. I've invited another friend to come over and help you treat you."

Monk Wuxiang said and went to look at the path outside the Zen room. He had already sent someone to invite Jiang Xiaoya and his party. They should be here now.

Sure enough, within a moment, Jiang Xiaoya arrived with Yang Yunfan and Ye Qingxue.

"Little donor Jiang, how was your rest last night?" Monk Wuxiang asked with a smile. Just like a hospitable person greeting friends who are guests at home.

"It's very good to sleep until dawn. The food in the temple is not very delicious. The portions are small and the taste is bland. It's a bit unappetizing." When Jiang Xiaoya was in Kunlun Mountain, he often ran out to catch some game and came back.

Although the mountains were poor, she had plenty of fish and meat, so it was a bit embarrassing for her to be a vegetarian. Besides, following Yang Yunfan, eating good food along the way also kept her mouth full.

"It's a poor monk who didn't think well. Please forgive me." Monk Wuxiang apologized with a smile.

Seeing that the other party was so polite and did not yell to kill, Jiang Xiaoya blushed a little, waved his hand and said: "No, eating is just a trivial matter. Please come up with the questions quickly! Time is limited, we have other schedules!"

Monk Wuxiang nodded, then pointed to the old man aside and said: "The topic of our competition is this uncle. This uncle has suffered from chronic diarrhea for three years. In the past half month, his limbs have been cold, and his waist and knees are sore and weak.

He has diarrhea more than 10 times a day. The poor monk had a preliminary diagnosis and treatment last night, but the effect was not good. If little donor Jiang can cure this uncle, I will consider the poor monk a loser in this first round."

"This..." Jiang Xiaoya suddenly frowned.

It sounds like the symptoms are quite serious. I don’t know how to do it at all.

"Little Donor Jiang, please..."

In fact, Monk Wuxiang guessed that Jiang Xiaoya might not know much about medicine, but he still wanted to give it a try.

"Xiaoya, this disease can be treated with this method. Listen to me..." But at this moment, after a slight pause, Jiang Xiaoya's ear suddenly heard Yang Yunfan's secret voice.

After a while, Jiang Xiaoya remembered Yang Yunfan's words in his heart, then smiled slightly, stood up confidently, and talked eloquently: "The Treatise on Febrile Diseases says: Those who are full but not in pain are ruffians. ruffians are blocked, and the heart is blocked."

There is a feeling of blockage and discomfort down there.”

"Little donor Jiang, he comes from a famous family! He is indeed very knowledgeable. I admire this poor monk! Please continue..." Monk Wuxiang frowned at first as Jiang Xiaoya read out something from "Treatise on Febrile Diseases". He listened with a smile.

He has also read "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" and knows these few sentences.

It seems that this Jiang Xiaoya still knows some medical skills.

However, Jiang Xiaoya's words made him open his eyes wide.

Just listen to Jiang Xiaoya smile slightly and continue: "It is recorded in "The Complete Book of Jingyue: Pi Man": Pi is called a congested person who cannot be opened; full is said to be full and cannot be swollen. If it is full, it is close to bloating, while Pi is

There is no need to bloat. Therefore, if there is a symptom of fullness and there is a lot of doubt, then the two words are false and true."

"The Complete Book of Jingyue?"

When Jiang Xiaoya suddenly said "Jingyue Complete Book", Monk Wuxiang's heart skipped a beat.

Because he has never read this medical book!
Chapter completed!