This middle-aged monk appeared here quietly.

Moreover, before he showed up, Yang Yunfan could not even sense the presence of his aura. This shows that this person's cultivation has reached a very advanced level, and his aura is almost integrated with the surrounding environment.

However, facing a Buddhist master of this level, Yang Yunfan did not panic, but looked at him with great interest.

This monk, not surprisingly, is the famous "Ramāraja".

After a while, Yang Yunfan retracted his gaze, chuckled, and said: "Now that the master has seen my true identity, I am a demon. Aren't you ready to slay demons?"

Click!

As soon as these words came out, the young man next to the middle-aged monk immediately took a step back slightly, and his entire figure disappeared behind the middle-aged monk.

"Huiyuan, don't worry."

The middle-aged monk Gujing Wubo had a smile on his face, shook his head at Yang Yunfan and said: "There are too many demons in the world. Just a poor monk can kill them all and eliminate them endlessly.

Besides, the poor monk came here just to seek medical treatment for his disciple. As for conquering demons and slaying demons, even if he wants to do so, it is not today."

"oh?"

When Yang Yunfan heard this, he glanced at the wheel-turning Dharma King in surprise, nodded and said, "I admire the open-mindedness of the master's mind. However, the master must also know the rules of treating people, right?"

"nature!"

Nodding slightly, the middle-aged monk took out a golden scroll from his arms.

This golden scroll is already very primitive, and the luster on it is also very dull. It can be seen that it has been read and browsed all year round.

It is estimated that this wheel-turning Dharma King keeps the secret scriptures of magical skills that he practices close to his body.

"This is my medical qualification."

At this time, the monk threw the golden scroll into a box filled with magical secrets.

Suddenly, there was a soft "pop" sound inside the box, and the golden scroll actually flattened the hundreds of books.

It can be seen that this golden page is very heavy.

treasure!

The skill that can be carried by such a treasure must be a peerless magic skill.

Yang Yunfan's face showed a hint of excitement.

Immediately, he had a hint of doubt and said: "Master, I don't know what magic this golden scroll is..."

As if he knew what Yang Yunfan was worried about, Lunchen Dharma King smiled slightly and said: "This golden scroll is the Amitabha Sutra passed down by the Wisdom and Light Buddha, the founder of Jokhang Temple. There are no writing techniques on the golden scroll.

The description is just a picture of the Buddha's visualization. All the magical powers and secrets of my Jokhang Temple come from this page of the Amitabha Sutra, which is a supreme treasure."

Just a golden scroll, a picture of Buddha!

If Yang Yunfan is the real big devil, he will definitely not be able to get any enlightenment from this golden scroll.

If Yang Yunfan didn't have any Buddha mind, he probably wouldn't be able to realize any magical powers from this golden scroll.

When he thought of this, Yang Yunfan's face suddenly jumped slightly, and he nodded and said: "Since it is the supreme treasure, then thank you Master."

Seeing the bitter expression on Yang Yunfan's face, the dharma king couldn't help but smile softly and said: "This poor monk did this, doesn't it violate the rules of your honor?"

"Not really. In fact, he is more disciplined than others."

Hearing this, Yang Yunfan sighed bitterly and had nothing more to say. This monk blocked all his words.

"That's fine..."

The next moment, Yang Yunfan waved his sleeves freely, sat down again, and said to the young man with an abscess on the side: "Little master, come forward. Since your master has spent such a high price, I,

No matter what, I will cure you of this terminal illness contaminated by demonic energy."

"Master?"

The young monk Huiyuan raised his head and looked at his master with some hesitation.

"Go ahead."

The Reverend Karmapa touched the young man's head and said softly: "Although there is a demon in his body, it does not mean that there is a demon in his heart. It is just a superficial appearance. Huiyuan, have you forgotten what my master said to you on the way?"

"

Along the way, Master warned him to stick to his true nature and not to let go of the demons in his heart.

As soon as he thought of this, the young monk Huiyuan seemed to understand something. He put his hands together slightly and saluted Yang Yunfan: "I'll take care of the young monk's illness."

"You're welcome, please sit down."

Yang Yunfan smiled slightly, stretched out his big hand, and motioned to young monk Huiyuan to sit down wherever he wanted.

As for the stench of the pustules on the other party's body, Yang Yunfan didn't care at all.

Yang Yunfan carefully opened Monk Huiyuan's hat, revealing his face. There were pustules on it that looked like silkworm chrysalises, and a foul-smelling dark green disgusting liquid flowed out. If it had been an ordinary person, he would have died a long time ago.

Vomiting escaped.

"You have some problems."

However, Yang Yunfan just frowned and said: "Although it is a little troublesome, it can be treated. Unfortunately, it will take a long time."

As he said that, Yang Yunfan glanced at the Revered Dharma King.

Lunxun Dharma King seemed to understand something, smiled slightly, and said as if he had some guidance: "It doesn't matter, your Majesty will just do the treatment. The poor monk can afford to wait. In addition, during Huiyuan's treatment, the poor monk will temporarily live in the Qin Mansion.

If there is any young person who disturbs you, the fists of this poor monk can be regarded as strong."

"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you, Master."

A smile suddenly appeared on Yang Yunfan's face, and he shouted to the hall: "Su Su, serve tea, serve good tea. In addition, instruct the kitchen to prepare a table of top-quality vegetarian dishes to entertain the masters and apprentices who have come from afar.

"

"I understand, sir!"

Soon, Su Su hurried out of the hall carrying a pot of tea.

"Master, please drink tea."

She didn't pay much attention to Karmapa Lunchen and the young monk Huiyuan at first. She just thought that these were people who came to seek medical treatment and brought the "Iron Sand Palm" secret book bought at the street entrance. They were not sincere at all.

Seeing this, she felt a little unhappy. She poured the tea very casually.

"ah!"

However, after pouring the tea, she was about to retreat when she suddenly saw a golden scroll in the box filled with "Iron Sand Palm" secret books.

The gold scroll sparkled and was very dazzling.

Under this golden light, she felt uncomfortable all over, and even her head felt dizzy.

Bang!

A burst of mist flickered, and she couldn't control it anymore. A pair of rabbit ears appeared on her head, and her delicate nose "popped" and turned into a rabbit's nose.

Her body went limp and she could hardly stand. She wanted to show her true form and turn into a rabbit, lying on the ground.

This golden scroll is so terrifying, as if it contains supreme power. It is the nemesis of monsters like them.

"Master..."

She couldn't help but look at Yang Yunfan with a hint of pleading, but she accidentally caught a glimpse of the gray-robed monk sitting beside him.

She saw that his eyes were bright and clear, exuding unparalleled pure Buddha light, as if he could see through his own body at a glance. Moreover, Su Su also vaguely saw a circle of precious Buddha light behind the monk, which was colorful and made her

Can't look straight.

Su Su Nai is a little monster in disguise near the Shenshan Temple. Of course he understands what this circle of precious Buddha light means.

"Buddha……"
Chapter completed!