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Chapter 193: An Injury Only a Fairy Can Suffer

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    Su Yun's heart moved slightly, he waved to Chi Xiaoyao, beckoned her to come over, and said calmly: "Then old Taoist priest, what kind of injury did you suffer?"

    Chi Xiaoyao was diagnosing several miners, who coughed up a smell of ash when they coughed. Chi Xiaoyao tried to use the pharmacology he had learned to fight against this weird ash disease, but with little success.

    The old Taoist coughed again and again, and his breath was weak: "The injury I suffered is an injury that can only be suffered by a god, and the idle doctor can't see it at all, and it can't be cured."

    "If ordinary people can't cure it, then don't cure it."

    Chi Xiaoyao came over. The little mother dragon was half dead from exhaustion because she had to treat the wounded and sick in the city these few days. Hearing this, she couldn't help being sullen: "Mr.  Where to go back, our Xinglin Medicine Shop can't afford to serve you!"

    Taoist Xianyun looked embarrassed, and stepped forward to beg for mercy: "Master Xiaoyao is pitiful. This old Taoist priest and I are both members of the Taoist sect. How can there be any reason to refuse to save him?"

    Chi Xiaoyao is just too tired these few days, but he still has a good temper. Hearing this, he said: "It's my fault. I can't cure the ash disease in the city these few days, so I made some rude words. Teacher, take care of me."

    Taoist Xianyun heaved a sigh of relief, but the old Taoist was so angry that he rolled down from the stool with a thud, crawled out with his hands on the ground, and said with a sneer, "If you don't cure it, you won't be cured! As I said, my wounds cannot be cured by mortals!  You little demon dragon, you don¡¯t even know what kind of injury I am, what kind of disease is my disease, and what can I use to treat it?¡±

    Su Yun raised his foot, stepped on the corner of the old Taoist's clothes quietly, looked up at Taoist Xianyun, and whispered: "Master Taoist, where did you pick up this old Taoist? You have a good temper."

    The old Taoist tried his best to crawl out, but he couldn't crawl out. He was so tired that he was panting, and shouted: "You two are quack doctors, and you can't cure my injuries. Let me die!"

    Taoist Xianyun was also helpless, and said in a low voice: "I fought against Wu Shentong, from the city to the outside of the city, and from outside the city to Tianshiyuan, fighting for several days and nights. Wu Shentong and I were friends, and we knew each other well.  Because of his supernatural powers, it is difficult to tell the difference between life and death. He turned into a calamity gray monster, and his cultivation base is stronger than mine, but my Changchun Yiqiyuangong is a pure old Taoist sage art, good at long-term battles, so  It takes time to wear him down."

    Taoist Xianyun had worn out his martial art to death, and because he was also seriously injured, he recuperated in Tianshiyuan for a few days before returning to Shuofang.

    He picked up this old Taoist in the gutter outside Shuofang City. The old Taoist fell into the gutter because he avoided the candle dragon chariot, and he found out that he was seriously injured after he fished him out.

    "When I picked him up, he was digging a hole in the gutter, lying in the hole, and covered himself with dead branches and leaves, saying that he was going to die silently in the gutter." Taoist Xianyun sighed.

    "It's so pitiful." Su Yun and Chi Xiaoyao were moved with compassion.

    Taoist Xianyun asked doubtfully, "Saint Xue was also injured? Is it serious?"

    The old Taoist perked up his ears and listened attentively.

    "The injury was so serious that I almost didn't come back to life."

    Su Yundao: "But Saint Xue was very lucky. Dr. Dong was captured by the God King, and he was in the old no-man's land at that time, so the God King offered Dr. Dong to treat his injuries and save him.  It should be a few days before the saint's injury will heal, and Doctor Dong will come back at that time."

    Xianyun said: "Since Dr. Dong will not come back in a few days, Master Xiaoyao will help him to check, prescribe some medicine to hang his life, and delay for a few days. Su ShiSu Shizi! Don't step on him!  "

    It was only then that Su Yun remembered that he still seemed to be stepping on the corner of the old Taoist's clothes. The old Taoist was so stubborn that he couldn't get up, so he lay down on the ground and let him step on it without asking him to lift his feet.

    Su Yun quickly picked up the old Taoist and put him on the soft stool. The old Taoist was very light, holding him like a goose feather.

    Surprised in his heart, Su Yun carried the Taoist to the sickbed in the inner room, and said, "Master Xianyun is here to help."

    Taoist Xianyun came to the front, and the two took off the Taoist robes on the Taoist.

    The Taoist robe on this old Taoist is extremely heavy, probably weighing several hundred catties.

    And after the Taoist robe on the old Taoist was taken off, he floated up from the sick bed and stuck it on the roof!

    Su Yun clicked his tongue in amazement, took out the fairy rope, tied the old Taoist, and said with a smile: "You must not be discovered by my little monster, otherwise you must lead the old Taoist, let the old Taoist fly in the sky, and they run wildly on the street."

    Taoist Xianyun thought of those naughty fox demons in Su Yun's house, nodded repeatedly, and said with a smile: "Most likely they will be tied up by Hu Buping to fly a kite."

    Su Yun askedWhen he left the ghost market, it was clear that he had no obsessions. Only when his wish was fulfilled would he have no obsessions. This kid must have fulfilled his wish"

    Taoist Xianyun hesitated for a moment, and persuaded: "Su Shizi thinks that there is a small country living in your body. I don't know that what you practice is evil, but you can't hide it from me. Youyou should correct your evil and return to the righteous!"

    The old Taoist was astonished, and said with a smile: "Are you Taoist Yehe? The notorious Taoist Yehe in the world actually persuaded me to change my ways? I heard that you were originally a white crane in Wuyuan Temple, and you often listened to scriptures in Wuyuan Temple.  It is a pity that you are a demon, and you want to practice witchcraft, so you set off a flood, flooded Fengcheng, killed thousands of people, and took the souls of the people to practice your witchcraft. Wuyuan  The Taoist priests saw through your treacherous schemes, but you killed many Taoist priests, even the Master of Wuyuan Temple died in your hands."

    Taoist Xianyun's face was gloomy, he turned and walked out.

    "Your teacher, Master Wuyuan Guan, practiced sorcery, set off a flood, flooded Fengcheng, and practiced sorcery with the spirit of the people."

    The old Taoist said calmly behind him: "You saw through his sanctimonious appearance, killed him in a fit of rage, and then treated the people, why didn't you speak out?"

    Taoist Xianyun froze and stopped.

    The old Taoist said: "You can't bear to bear the infamy after the death of the master of Wuyuan Temple, and you can't bear to have the Wuyuan Temple destroyed because of it. You bear the infamy and let people hunt and kill you. You fled to Shuofang, where you teach and teach some little monsters to practice."

    Taoist Xianyun turned his head back and said calmly: "I am a monster, and it is only natural for me to practice witchcraft. I watched and listened to scriptures in Wuyuan. Although I practiced the orthodox skills of Taoism, my demon nature is difficult to tame. Why should I be surprised when I kill people and practice kung fu?"  I killed the person, it has nothing to do with my teacher."

    "Aren't monsters human too?"

    The old Taoist lay back on the sickbed, and said with a smile: "The spirit of every monster is the spirit of a person. But the spirit of a person is not necessarily the spirit of a person. If you look inside my body, you can see a world, and think that I am arresting people."  The spirits of these people are used to practice demon art, and the spirits of these people are trapped for your own use. You can't bear to kill me, is it because I remind you of your teacher Wuyuan Guanzhu?"

    Taoist Xianyun fell silent.

    "Your teacher, Guanzhu Wuyuan, is my disciple."

    The old Taoist's face was indifferent, and he said: "His practice is wrong, but the exercises of our lineage are definitely not evil methods. On the contrary, the exercises of our lineage are the most authentic Taoism!"

    "Fart! What you practice is all evil!"

    Taoist Xianyun walked out and said coldly: "My Changchun Gong is the most authentic Taoism!"

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