Is the little monk enlightened today?

Regarding Lin Yan's daily thoughts, A Fang could only look at the sky speechlessly, and replied: "The leader's poisoning is deeper than ours, and he has consumed so much skill afterwards, it will definitely take time to recover."

"What about the fake monk? Have you checked his situation today?"

"He's a little tricky."

A Fang shook his head lightly and said.

It happened that Feng Xuanzi came over with the soup and explained to him: "You Fan's martial arts are quite serious, and he has used up more than half of his internal energy, and the two kinds of damage from enchantment and poison continue to consume his life in the body. The situation is not serious. optimism."

"What are you talking about...cough cough cough"

The person on the bed heard this sentence when he opened his eyes, which really had a huge impact on him.

"Master!" Lin Yan rushed forward with tears in his eyes, "You finally woke up! We are almost scared to death by you!"

Yu Gui impatiently pushed Zuo Hufa, who was lying on his body crying, and asked again: "Don't interrupt, what do you think is going on with him?"

"I used my medical skills to temporarily preserve his Qi meridian, so there would be no great danger, but I can't guarantee what will happen in the future. The insanity caused by practicing kung fu is one of the diseases that cannot be cured."

"Hey!"

Afang glared at him, you are a real person, can't you say something nice to let the patient recuperate!Appeasement is the only important thing right now!

But in Feng Xuanzi's eyes, he felt that according to the relationship between the two people on the bed, Yu Gui must have the right to know the whole truth, so he thought for a while and then said: "During the treatment, I seemed to feel that his meridians were unusual. It seems that he is trying his best to suppress the demonic nature born in his body, giving him some time may be an opportunity."

Lin Yan looked at him incomprehensibly: "Be clear."

"Now the Cangshui Stone is only a piece of Fuyun Zheng. The so-called resonance will not happen again. I have diagnosed that the skill he inherited from the master of the sword has not integrated with his own cultivation. In terms of surgery, two different internal forces converge on the human body, which will lead to the disease of madness. If he wants to recover, he still needs to rely on the fusion of all his own tendons and vigor. After this outbreak, although he was damaged life, but he also used all the powers possessed by the devil. If he can be fully integrated in time, he will definitely be reborn!"

Feng Xuanzi handed the decoction to Yu Gui, and said, "This is also the calamity he has to go through, we have no way to intervene."

But Yu Gui didn't care about this thing that is not a calamity, but grabbed his hand and asked with a pale face: "When will he wake up? When will he wake up?"

"Master, I think you should be sober." Feng Xuanzi lowered his head and sighed, "To be able to do this is already all my efforts."

Lin Yan also stepped forward to persuade: "Take it as a holiday for the fake monk during this period, and when you wake up, you will definitely be able to return you as a lively, stupid donkey."

Yu Gui pursed his lips and did not say a word. Under Lin Yan's persuasion, he finished the soup and medicine, and he did not want them to disturb him any longer.

After walking out the door, Afang couldn't take it anymore, pointed at Feng Xuanzi's nose and cursed: "Look at you, you know that the leader is nervous about the fake monk, so why can't you comfort him? Don't let him wake up It's bad news that isn't good news."

"Sick people have the right to know everything. Doctors, only tell them everything."

"Tsk tsk tsk, that's why I didn't join your medical school in the first place."

Feng Xuanzi smiled: "That's why I didn't want to force you to join."

"You! It's not just a small medical family, who cares! Hmph!" Afang ran away angrily.

Feng Xuanzi also bowed to Lin Yan, and then left.

Two days later, it seemed that the matter of Shandu had been dealt with, and the Great Khan visited Shange again, and his words were still courteous.Seeing that they all had injuries of varying degrees, he said, "Tiancheng has my doctor's specialist, you can accompany me back together, and I promise that you will be able to recover from your injuries in the near future. Enjoy the fun, Tiancheng has no shortage of talented people, and there are countless people who know martial arts, I will ask people to help you prepare everything, don't worry, everyone."

This profuse sweat showed kindness on his face, but he actually had calculations in his heart.Now Shan Du is gradually under his control, and Xiaozhu and Shan Duzhu are no longer a threat. Although the so-called "Tianmen" has collapsed, as a descendant of the royal family, he still knows a lot of inside stories, and he still hopes to find him again. return.The goal of the profuse sweat is still the Floating Clouds in the hands of the Central Plains Wulin!

Lin Yan smiled and cupped his hands, and said, "We appreciate Da Khan's kindness. It's just that we've been away for a few days, and it's time to go back, and there is no shortage of famous doctors in the Central Plains. I believe even a small injury won't trouble them." .”

Lao Luo also echoed from the side: "If we have the opportunity to meet in the future, we will definitely bring generous gifts to the Western Regions, and have a peaceful contest with the 'martial arts' here."

Hearing what they said, Da Khan's eyes suddenly shivered, and he asked, "The Central Plains is still a long way from the Western Regions. Why don't you go far away? Isn't there a saying in the Central Plains that says that it is better to hit the sun than to choose the day? Such a good fate, you two How can you not make the most of it?"

Just looking at his gesture, the people next to him immediately understood, and the sound of footsteps came from outside the window, which showed the meaning of this royal family member.

The atmosphere suddenly became confrontational, and the meaning of the sweat was not clear.

The martial arts in the Central Plains have no strength to fight another breakout battle. As long as they overwhelm them in momentum, excessive conflicts will only bring them unavoidable serious injuries!

They were surrounded inside and out, and now they were once again in a life-and-death situation!Everyone lightly held the weapons in their hands, waiting for the order from the One League and Four Teachings.

At this moment, the bookmaker came with an object.

"Khan, please let us return to the Central Plains."

Everyone looked at it in response, and what the bookmaker held in his hand was a small piece of tortoise shell. After a closer look, he found that it actually had the totem pattern of the Celestial City of the Western Regions on it.I can't help sweating profusely, and even his subordinates panicked, knelt down quickly, shouted the language of the Western Regions, and paid homage repeatedly, as if they saw something extraordinary.

"How do you have this thing?"

"It must have been obtained by fate." The bookmaker stared at it with a fixed eyebrow. "Can't even it explain anything? Great Khan, don't forget the appointment made by the king at that time."

Da Khan was born in a collateral lineage, he has gone through big and small storms, and he is very cautious in dealing with people. He pretended not to care and replied: "What can you use it to explain?"

"The martial arts of the Central Plains have never been enemies with the Western Regions. This trip is only to settle disputes. If the Western Regions continue to fight one after another, we will not be easy to bully!"

"Are you threatening the king with your words?"

Da Khan glared angrily, knowing that the person in front of him didn't know any martial arts, so he pretended to be aggressive, trying to make him mess up.

Gu Yan couldn't see that his own people were being bullied, so he made a fake move with his death-death fan, but the sharp fan almost split Da Khan's face in two, and he was shocked to take several steps back.

"you!"

"Oh, I just want to remind Da Khan." Gu Yan swayed his fan and walked over gently, looked at him with a very subtle expression and said: "The emperor of the Central Plains can be regarded as a family of one alliance and four religions. If you don't go back, do you think he will be suspicious?"

The new emperor came to the throne, and the Great Khan only heard that the old emperor never cared about martial arts affairs. Can this group of people attract the attention of the emperors of the Central Plains?

After hearing this, A Fang's face turned black instantly, and he scolded Gu Yan vigorously behind his back.

The bookmaker handed the tortoise shell in his hand and said: "Evil us, public or private, you will not have any benefit. Now that Tianmen has been destroyed, the so-called magic weapon for victory is no longer available. Then you should reflect on yourself , work hard to sort out the current war situation, so that there is hope for the unification of the Western Regions. Instead of pinning your expectations on a sword, even a commoner like me will feel stupid."

"Are you reminding me of this king?"

"That's right, cherishing the current peaceful situation and seizing the opportunity to govern your country is the right way."

After thinking about it for a long time, Khan waved his sleeves: "This king can sell your face!"

After all, he is the master of the Weiba side, if he bows his head directly, it will damage his majesty.Holding the tortoise shell, he said before leaving: "Leave as soon as possible, the king may change his mind at any time."

The soldiers on the periphery followed the footsteps of the profuse Khan, and the Shan Pavilion, which was originally fully armored, finally ushered in its rare peace.

Gu Yan wiped the sweat off his brow, bared his teeth and said with a grin: "It's a good thing I just caught the sweat, otherwise there are so many soldiers, even if we are resistant to fighting, I guess we will have to sacrifice a lot of people in the end. I finally know how to use What does it feel like to defeat others with your tongue! Ah Fang, no wonder you are always abusive and inexplicably happy."

"..."

A Fang kicked his ass hard.

Lian Wu and Bing Jiang focused on the bookmaker, and asked, "From the way you spoke to Da Khan just now, it seems that you are not a stranger. Have you met before?"

The bookmaker nodded.

"What? Do you know this Great Khan of the Western Regions?"

Everyone had gossiping eyes, eager to know the answer.

"I visited the Western Regions two years ago and recorded the rebellion of the royal family. I had the honor to have a meal with him." Come here now, and know everything that happened?"

Afang suddenly realized: "You said you were going for a walk after dinner just now? Could it be that you just went to see him?"

"Well, I told him the matter. At that time, I felt that he didn't give up so easily. Fortunately, the tortoise shell, which symbolizes the gods of the Western Regions, saved us."

During the conversation, Yu Gui walked in with his coat on, his face was still pale, but his expression was much calmer, but the corners of his eyes were a little red, which couldn't be changed.

"Master, you have something to call me and Lao Luo loudly, why did you come out in person?"

Yu Gui shook his head, indicating that it's okay.

Everyone was seated, and they also knew that the leader of Bafangfengfengfeng should have something important to say regardless of physical injury.

"Tomorrow afternoon, we will leave Shandu."

"Just now, Da Khan also agreed to let him go."

Yu Gui seemed a little surprised, and recalled the retreat of the soldiers he had just seen when he came here, so he asked, "What's going on?"

Lin Yan told the story in detail, and also told about the tortoise shell and the bookmaker.

"So, this time Wulin owes Mr. a favor."

After hearing this, the bookmaker nodded straightforwardly: "Okay, I may have to get it back in the future."

Lin Yan: ...

Yu Gui also promised that as long as it is within the scope of his ability, the wind and rain in all directions will not shirk.

"Tomorrow afternoon, you take You Fan away, and I need to do one more thing."

"Anything to send us."

"I'll do it myself."

Everyone was curious, but they didn't dare to ask him directly, so Gu Yan patted his chest in private, and volunteered: "I'll follow tomorrow, my lightness kung fu is good."

Everyone nodded in approval.

What will be the final fate of Shan Du, the Central Plains martial arts cannot intervene and guess, they took the order of the Great Khan to let go, and slowly returned to the Central Plains this afternoon.

The bookmaker was called away by Da Khan for a while, saying that he had something to discuss.

The former prince was already the king of the prairie land, and his posture was much higher. The calligrapher knew about etiquette, so he respectfully paid homage to him.

"Hmph, if you respect this king, why did you still have to refute this king's face last night?"

"The bookmaker is also eager to save his friends."

Knowing the so-called proportions of these royal families, he is not willing to reverse the meaning of the sweat just because of a certain sentence of his own, and let yesterday's concession be in vain.

However, if a high-ranking person wants to be rude, he can find any reason. For example, now, Da Khan looked at him very displeased: "A group of people in the Central Plains Wulin are your old friends, but this king is not? Do you know that Tiancheng is now How turbulent is the royal family? If this king can get the assistance left by his ancestors this time, how many lives of the people in the Western Regions can be subtracted, do you know that!"

"If this aid is harmless, surely this piece of tortoise shell will not be in our hands and become something that restricts the sweat."

As he spoke, he took the tortoise shell out of his body, and when he looked under the light, there was actually a grass-green phosphorescence.

"Did Khan still not understand that general's eyebrows?"

"Hmph, I'm talking about casualties with you, what are you talking about with me? You just want to find an excuse for them to leave Dandu as soon as possible."

The bookmaker nodded seriously: "That's true."

Khan was angry: "You!"

"We all believe that under the guidance of the Great Khan, the Western Regions will surely prosper." The bookmaker patted him on the shoulder and said, "This is advice from a friend."

The proud Khan still didn't appreciate it, but he didn't say anything, maybe the burial of Tianmen was something he couldn't stop.

Outside the city of Shandu, the Central Plains Wulin with their own wounds is ready to go, and they must leave this place as soon as possible.

Afang kept looking at the gate of the city, muttering to himself, "Why haven't you arrived yet? Why haven't you arrived yet? What did you say?"