However, when Jiang Xiaoya looked back, he realized that his cultivation was not as good as the other's, and his medical skills were certainly not as good as his!

There is no need to compete at all. You will definitely lose!

She is not stupid. The great monk could easily beat her, but instead he dragged her to compete in medical skills. He must have wanted to learn from his master!

Thinking about this, she became a little angry and said: "Master monk, if you lose, you lose! I, Jiang Xiaoya, am not someone who cannot afford to lose! I am the youngest and the lowest among the sect, so it doesn't matter if I lose.

Do you, the Golden Pavilion Temple, still dare to claim to the outside world that you have defeated my Kunlun sect?"

This face was lost by him, Jiang Xiaoya took it upon himself, and the reputation of the Kunlun Sect would never be damaged anyway!

"Ashamed, ashamed, the disciples of the poor monk are indeed not as talented and powerful as the little benefactor Jiang. Naturally, we at the Golden Pavilion Temple dare not say that they are better than the Kunlun sect. However, the poor monk left a few benefactors, not that

In order to show off my power, I really have something to do, and I would like to ask a few people for help."

Monk Wuxiang waved his hands hurriedly, indicating that he never meant that.

"Help? What help? We have no friendship with you, why should we help you?" When Jiang Xiaoya heard that Monk Wuxiang wanted to wait for help, he tried to persuade him to stay. He didn't know why, but he felt particularly unhappy.

It's like being completely ignored!

She knew that what Monk Wuxiang was talking about was actually Yang Yunfan!

After all, Monk Wuxiang just said that he was not sure about the two patients, so he used medical skills as an excuse to talk about a competition. In fact, he just wanted to find someone to help him see the doctor. What he said was so high-sounding

.

"This, this, this..." Monk Wuxiang scratched his head and couldn't figure out why he asked Jiang Xiaoya to help. There was no reason for him to help, and he was even hostile before.

After thinking for a long time, Monk Wuxiang couldn't think of a reason to ask Yang Yunfan to help, so he had to say: "I don't know how to retain the benefactors. But, for the sake of the sincerity of the poor monk, can you please give me some help?

Let’s listen to what happened to that lady and then make a decision, okay?”

"Tell me." Jiang Xiaoya looked at the faces of Yang Yunfan and Ye Qingxue, and saw that they were both a little curious, so he said directly.

Monk Wuxiang thought for a while, and couldn't help but look lonely. He put his hands together and recited Amitabha, and then said: "My Kinkakuji Temple is located in Kyoto District. It has been worshiped by hundreds of local believers for thousands of years. Every generation of monks in our temple believes that

It is an honor to serve the people. I started studying medicine when I was ten years old. It has been twenty years now. Although I have gained some minor fame, I know how much I am capable of."

"Wait a minute, the wife of a big shot will come. That lady is a believer of our Golden Pavilion Temple. Over the years, she has donated a lot of sesame oil money to help our Golden Pavilion Temple build a Buddhist scripture pavilion to spread Buddhism. But, then

This lady had a car accident a few years ago and almost died. Thanks to the blessing of the Buddha, her life was saved. But her body was also paralyzed..."

"In fact, that lady is not only kind to this temple, but also kind to me, a poor monk."

Monk Wuxiang put his hands together, recited Amitabha, and continued: "When the poor monk was a boy, his family was poor and he lived in a wooden hut in the mountains. I forgot how old he was, but an earthquake collapsed my family's hut. My parents

Unlucky, he was buried under a rock and could not be rescued. The poor monk was young at the time and cannot remember many things. I only heard from the master that it was the lady who rescued the poor monk and then sent him to the Golden Pavilion Temple."

"There are no snacks, no amusement parks, no movies, no love from parents. The only things that accompany the poor monk growing up are scriptures, Buddha statues, Buddhist music played 24 hours a day on the radio, and a few big turtles in the temple. That way.

The days are really meaningless."

"Until one time, when the lady came to see the poor monk, she brought several Chinese medicine scriptures to the poor monk. The poor monk was attracted by the magical medical skills in the scrolls and read them for three days. Although his body and mind were

We are all exhausted, but the poor monk feels as if he has come to life."

"I didn't expect that you, a great monk, have a very pitiful life experience." Jiang Xiaoya couldn't help but feel the same as she listened to the story told by the monk Wuxiang. She also encountered an accident when she was a child, and both her parents died. Fortunately, her elder brother passed by.

, and took her to Kunlun Mountain.

On the mountain, she had been depressed and didn't know the meaning of her life. Until her senior brother taught her the Taiyi Light Sword at the command of her master. The sword's light was so bright that it cut through the sky like a purple and gold rainbow. She was fascinated by it.

Like drunk.

I just remember that the clouds were particularly bright that day.

It was also that day that she realized that she was alive.

"Repay the kindness, you are a kind and righteous monk." Jiang Xiaoya couldn't help but think of the Wuxiang monk as himself. Hearing this story, he felt sad for some reason, but he was very moved. He thought to himself, if

Something happened to her senior brother, and she would definitely be as anxious as the Wuxiang monk, looking for someone to save him!

Thinking of this, Jiang Xiaoya couldn't help but look at Yang Yunfan and said: "Brother Yang, how about you help me? That madam, she sounds like a good person. Although we don't like Japanese people, there are good people in Japan."

"Yes, Yang Yunfan, this lady sounds like a good person. The life experience of this great monk sounds very miserable. I don't know why, I miss my parents." Ye Qingxue heard that Monk Wuxiang's parents were

Even though he died, he couldn't help but think of his own life experience.

Her parents, along with Yang Yunfan's parents, were involved in a car accident.

If both parents were here, how happy would it be to see them living in such harmony now?

"Well, he sounds like a good person. When I met an evil demon before, I borrowed Buddha's magic power to eliminate the evil demon. I owed him a favor. This lady, it sounds like she is a person who worships Buddha. I will

Let's repay the favor by borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha."

Yang Yunfan nodded to the two of them.

In fact, he is a disciple of the Taoist sect, and he usually doesn't bother to have anything to do with Buddhist people. Moreover, he has a very disdain for the Buddhist deception and deception tactics.

However, speaking of it, when he was in a suburban town, he was chased by a demon. In a Buddhist temple, he borrowed the power of Buddha to eliminate the demon. Although he didn't know if the Buddha really came, but he still owed something to Buddhism.

Favor.

"Master, when will that lady come?"

Since Yang Yunfan agreed, he began to seriously prepare for the treatment.
Chapter completed!