Huimu was not chanting sutras at this time, because the vertebrae in his back were broken, and all the energy in his body was guarding the wound. When he heard Elder Lin's words, he not only replied: "It's almost okay, but the Pure Heart Curse cannot be interrupted."

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After hearing what Ming Huimu said, Mr. Lin nodded suddenly and then asked full of doubts: "Why is he so strong? There are so many of you, but you can't suppress him?"

A trace of sadness flashed across Huimu's face and he said: "This is just the mountain gate of the temple. We are the only gatekeepers. We are still in a civilized society. The most powerful people are practicing in Bodhi Temple. We are the only ones with poor talents and weak abilities.

There are many people left behind, and Master Tianshan is not good at martial arts. What he is best at is Buddhism."

"As for why he attacked Donor Lin Li, I think it has a lot to do with the little benefactor becoming possessed. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been thinking about attacking Donor Lin Li."

After saying that, Huimu showed a respectful expression to Master Tianshan and said: "Based on Master Tianshan's Buddhism, I shouldn't be here." Huimu didn't say what happened specifically, which made him want to

After asking about the matter clearly, Mr. Lin and the others sighed helplessly.

Huimu didn't say anything more, but slowly closed his eyes. What happened today made him have a deep understanding, as if he had understood something but it seemed that he didn't. This feeling is difficult to explain clearly.

Huiwu lay flat on the ground with a smile on his face, constantly running the Buddhist mind method.

Lin Li, who was about to ask something, was pulled by Mr. Lin before she could speak.

Mr. Lin gently shook his head at Lin Li, and then motioned to Lin Hu to carry Hui Bu on his back.

At Mr. Lin's age, even though he practices boxing every day, he still can't lift Hui Hui. Even if he can lift him, someone has to let him go.

Hui Mu, who felt something moving, opened his eyes and smiled at Mr. Lin and the others, then let Lin Hu carry him on his back. Even if the wound hurt, he showed no expression and still had a natural smile on his face.

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The somewhat embarrassed Master Ernan and the other two old monks in the darkness nodded at Huimu's back, and then looked at the sky with some vigilance.

The old monk, who was relatively short and fat, smiled and said: "This Hui is very wise, I will accept it."

Ernan and the other old monk just smiled and did not answer, as if they had already known what the old monk said.

On the other side, Mr. Lin led Lin Li and Lin Hu, who was carrying Huibu, into a side room. This side room was a pharmacy. Usually, if the monks were injured, they would come here to find some medicine to treat their wounds.

Fan.

Mr. Lin took gauze and disinfectant supplies to Hui Bu and bandaged it briefly. After all, Mr. Lin didn't know much about this. He only knew some first aid skills on the battlefield.

Lin Hu also picked up some gauze and medicinal wine, and gently wiped Lin Li's injured area. While wiping, he said, "Don't let us worry next time."

"I will change it." Lin Li's eyes suddenly turned red. Seeing the appearance of her grandfather and brother Lin Hu, she squatted aside and couldn't help but sob softly.

Mr. Lin and Mr. Lin didn't know what to say, so they could only comfort them softly.

After persuading him for a while, Lin Hu remembered something, hurriedly picked up the medicine and bandages and ran outside.

Mr. Lin looked at Lin Li who was still crying and followed him out without saying anything. When he saw Lin Hu bandaging the injured monk, Mr. Lin's old face finally showed a smile.

After a long time, she found that there was no movement around her. Lin Li wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and found that there was no one else except Hui Mu, who was lying on a wooden bed. She quickly walked out of the pharmacy and found a smile on Mr. Lin's face.

He saw Lin Hu bandaging the monks again and said hurriedly: "I'll help him too." After that, he ran over and helped Lin Hu bandage the wounds of other injured monks.

"Amitabha." "Thank you so much, donor."

Every monk who had been bandaged would put his hands together and thank Lin Li and Lin Hu.

Master Tianshan looked at Lin Li and the others who were bandaging the monk, with a gentle smile on his face.

"Amitabha, thank you two donors." Nodding to Lin Hu and the other two, Master Tianshan turned his gaze to the less injured monk aside and said, "Huineng, go prepare a meal."

"Yes." Huineng stood up and bowed to Master Tianshan with his hands clasped together, then walked in the other direction.

Master Tianshan looked at the black demonic nature in Fang Luoyu's eyes, which had dissipated a lot and still showed a little of the whites of his eyes. With an excited expression on his face, he recited the Qingxin Mantra loudly, instilling all the true energy and the concept of Buddhism.
Chapter completed!