When they saw Pu Hang's slowly recovering expression, they were all stunned and speechless.
"Is there really such a miraculous medical skill in this...this world?"
"Yes, in just a few moments, you can actually save a dying person. This is no longer a medical skill, it is a miracle!"
Among the monks, the one who performed the most exaggeratedly was the old monk named Puxian.
The old monk clutched his few white beards, and his two eyes seemed to protrude.
"Incredible, simply incredible!"
He kept mumbling.
Then, the look he looked at Lin Fan became even more fanatical.
Unlike Pudu, the old monk Pu Xian had no ambitions for fame and fortune. He spent half his life studying treating illnesses and saving people.
It can be said that the reason why Lanruo Temple has such a good reputation among the people within a hundred miles radius is.
Most of it is because of Samantabhadra.
Moreover, because he ignored the mortal world, he did not participate at all in the Lanruo Temple trial.
Before the trial, he also tried his best to persuade the monks in the temple not to act rashly.
It's just that he is an elder who usually doesn't take care of things, so naturally no one among the monks listens to him.
As Puxian said this, he walked directly towards Lin Fan and made a move that no one expected.
He knelt down directly towards Lin Fan and shouted: "Master, please accept my disciple's bow!"
What? !
The monks in Lanruo Temple looked at each other, almost unable to believe their eyes.
As a highly respected elder in the temple, he actually wants to worship a young boy as his master?
Seeing this scene, the expressions of the many monks behind Pu Xian all changed greatly, and they stepped forward to dissuade him: "Uncle Pu Xian, you have to think twice!"
Unexpectedly, Samantabhadra ignored the monks' dissuasion and became fanatical.
"There is a certain order of learning, and there is a specialization in medicine. This benefactor's attainments in medical skills are far better than mine. Why can't I worship him as my teacher?!"
Speaking of this, Puxian sighed softly, seeming to be mocking himself, and also seeming to be sighing.
"I think I have devoted myself to studying medical skills for decades. Even the younger students who are younger than me have far better medical skills than me. I should be more open-minded and ask for advice!"
Having said this, Puxian immediately kowtowed three times respectfully towards Lin Fan and shouted: "Please master, please accept me as a disciple!"
When Lin Fan heard this, he curled his lips, his eyes fell on Puxian's face, and asked in a deep voice:
"Old monk, I am following the Taoist path of rule by doing nothing, purity and ease. Are you willing to give up your position as the elder of Lanruo Temple and convert to Taoism with me?"
this!
Hearing this, not only the expressions of the monks in Lanruo Temple changed.
Even Pu Xian himself had hesitation on his face.
Indeed, he grew up in Lanruo Temple, so how could he abandon the place where he was raised?
However, just when Pu Xian was struggling, host Pu Hang on the bed suddenly coughed slightly, and then slowly opened his eyes.
This turn of events surprised all the monks in the room.
Among them, deputy host Purdue was also included.
Pudu looked at the abbot who woke up, his face immediately turned the color of pig liver.
There was a huge wave of panic in his heart, and he almost subconsciously wanted to slip away.
Not to mention, right now everyone is paying attention to Abbot Puhang, and no one around him really notices that he wants to slip away.
The only person who noticed was a young man of fourteen or fifteen years old.
"Stop, where do you want to go!"
Just when Pudu stepped out of the door and was about to flee, a young boy's soft drink sounded behind him.
Pudu's expression suddenly changed and he couldn't care less.
He knew that if Abbot Puhang woke up, everything would be over.
By then, even if he wanted to escape, he wouldn't be able to.
Thinking of this, his heart was filled with anger, and he punched the young man on the head viciously.
He thought to himself that his martial arts skills were low.
In fact, if it comes to his true ability, he can't even defeat a worry.
The only way he could catch Yiyou and put him on trial was because he had no resistance at all and couldn't bear to hurt his fellow disciples.
But right now, he can't beat this little guy?
Just kidding, if he really couldn't beat him, he would be living like a dog for most of his life.
However, what shocked Pudu was that in fact, he really couldn't defeat the half-grown kid in front of him.
When Long Er showed his intention to slip away from Pudu's face, he was secretly on guard.
When he saw the opponent punching him, he punched him in the same direction without thinking.
Click!
suddenly.
There was a clear sound of bones breaking in the room.
Pudu, on the other hand, hugged his wrists and lay directly on the ground, wailing.
Xiao Longer raised his head in disdain and stepped forward to say to Lin Fan: "Uncle Lin, this old monk is dishonest and wanted to run away, but I have already caught him."
Lin Fan nodded lightly, feeling in his heart that Long Er was indeed a person with good fortune.
After the stormy world has passed, he will be the protagonist who inherits the world's destiny.
At the moment, he is still just a teenager, and his strength has caught up with his father Tengnir.
I believe that it won’t be long before he will surpass the previous Dugujian and become a new generation of swordsman.
Lin Fan had watched Long Er grow up, so he praised him a few words and asked him to bring Pudu over.
"Monk Puhang, I healed your injuries, and I also captured the traitor for you. You owe me a lot of favors this time!"
Pu Hang, who was leaning on the bed and still unable to move, smiled bitterly.
"City Master Lin should stop making fun of me. After this experience, I finally figured out that the human heart is the most unpredictable thing in the world."
Speaking of this, Puhang couldn't bear the injuries in his body and couldn't help but coughed violently again.
Beside him, Yiyou quickly stepped forward and patted his back, advising with a sad face: "Master, you don't need to pay attention to these troublesome things, just take a good rest."
Pu Hang waved his hand and his eyes fell on Pu Du, who was rolling on the ground.
"Junior Brother Pudu, I just want to ask you one question, why on earth did you do this?"
When Pudu heard this, he endured the pain of broken bones in his hands, looked at Monk Yiyou bitterly, and cursed:
"Why? You still ask me why? I ask myself, for the past twenty years or so, I have been working very hard, not daring to neglect at all, and have managed this huge Lanruo Temple in an orderly manner."
"But in the end? You still want to pass the host position to Yiyou, and you haven't even considered me!"
When Pu Hang heard this, he couldn't help but feel a sweetness in his throat, and another mouthful of scarlet blood spurted out.
Seeing this scene, the expressions of all the monks present changed drastically.
At the same time, they finally understood.
Pudu was the inner ghost in Lanruo Temple who colluded with outsiders to harm their abbot.
