"Just the jade dew from the sky on the donor's body will do." Futan said.
"Did I?"
"Boss, you really have it. It's in your storage jade bracelet." Aiguo said.
"Oh." Xia Huanxiang followed Aiguo's instructions and opened her storage jade bracelet, and sure enough she saw the small porcelain bottle labeled Tianzhong Jade Dew.
When Xia Huan wanted to take out the porcelain vase, he heard Aiguo say: "This monk is really scary. Even the boss knows exactly what is on you."
Xia Huanxiang really wanted to say, don’t you see that you know everything clearly?
Xia Huanxiang held the porcelain vase and shook it at Futan, "Jade dew in the sky."
"Thank you, Donor Xia." Futan stretched out his hand.
Xia Huanxiang didn't give it to him, but asked him: "Let's talk about it first, whose does this belong to?"
"Of course he is a poor monk." Futan didn't understand Xia Huanhuang's question at all, and answered it very naturally.
"It's yours again."
Futan looked at her and said nothing.
Xia Huanxiang stopped talking. He looked at the half-dead Long Nan again, and then handed the porcelain bottle to Futan's hand.
"That's good." Fu Tan took off the seal of the porcelain bottle, put the mouth of the bottle directly to Long Nan's mouth, and poured the whole bottle of jade dew into Long Nan.
Such generous spirit... Xia Huanxiang couldn't help but think of a prodigal after looking at it.
This Tianzhong Jade Dew was specially prepared by a pharmacist, but it was a rare elixir. There were only a few bottles in total, and most of them were in the hands of her master Jiuqing. Then her master distributed them to the four apprentices, and Xia Huanxiang got three bottles. . I consumed one bottle myself, and then let Fu Tan consume another bottle, and there was only the last bottle left.
If I had to change the original Xia Huanhuang, I would definitely feel distressed to death. However, the current Xia Huanhuan feels a little distressed, but not too distressed. Anyway, the elixir is just for use, and it will not give birth to new ones even if it is collected. Panacea.
After pouring the jade dew, Fu Tan raised his head and looked at Xia Huanxiang again, "I also want to ask donor Xia to lend him some spiritual power."
Xia Huanxiang said "Oh" and directly fired out a burst of spiritual power, causing the jade dew to spread all over Long Nan's body.
Long Nan's half-open eyes were now closed again due to Xia Huanhua's manipulation.
"Is this enough?" Xia Huanxiang asked Futan.
Futan said: "Yes."
Xia Wanxiang thought about it: "Didn't you just say that he is not far from death without the dragon crystal?"
Futan said yes, and then said: "The jade dew in the sky can protect him temporarily, and wait until he wakes up. If he doesn't want to live, then let him. If he wants to live, there is always a way."
Xia Huanxiang couldn't refute it, what he said made so much sense.
"Transparent. You are really different from the monk I had in mind. No wonder you are a disciple of Buddhism." Xia Wan wanted to praise him.
Futan smiled and said nothing.
After a while, Xia Huanxiang asked again: "Should we just wait here for him to wake up, or should we get him out of the canyon?" What if another half-dead unknown race fell from the sky? She only returned a bottle of jade dew, not wanting to Contributed.
Futan looked at Long Nan and then at Xia Huanxiang: "Donor Xia, help him?"
"I don't want to help."
"So is the poor monk."
"..."
That means waiting where you are.
The two of them picked up rocks on the side of the canyon and sat there waiting for Long Nan to wake up.
Of course, he wouldn't wait any longer. Xia Huanxiang asked him about the jade token he found on Long Nan's body.
"The jade plaque you took out just now belongs to the Yin Family of the Dragon Clan in the Heaven, right? So he is from the Yin Family of the Dragon Clan?"
"Exactly." Futan said.
Xia Huan wanted to say: "So after we rescued him, can we ask for some benefits from the Yin family later? There should be many good things in heaven, right?"
Futan smiled when he heard this and said regretfully: "I'm afraid I can't."
"Um?"
Fu Tan turned to her and said, "If the poor monk is not mistaken, he should be Yin Yi, the second son of the head of the Yin family."
"Oh." What then?
"The head of the Yin family has two sons, the eldest son Yinyao and the second son Yinyi. The eldest son Yinyao has been favored by thousands of people since he was born. However, when the second son Yinyi was born, neither his parents were happy. It is said that since childhood, this Yinyi Yi's status in the Yin family is no different from that of a domestic servant."
"Why is this?" Xia Huanxiang didn't understand. "Since they are children of the same father and mother, why are they treated differently?"
Futan was silent for a while, and then said: "Some say it's because Yin Yi almost caused Mrs. Yin's death in childbirth when she was born. Others say that Yin Yi has a very bad fate and will overcome his mother and brother. Some say that actually Yin Yi actually It's not from Mrs. Yin's family, so I don't know which one is true."
Xia Huanxiang called out, "The heaven is actually the same as a mortal family? Do you still believe in fate?"
Fu Tan smiled.
"Huh? How do you, a monk, know this kind of gossip and know it so clearly?"
Fu Tan smiled peacefully and said, "I happened to hear it, so I took it down."
Just happened to hear it and write it down? What an emotionally intelligent answer.
To put it bluntly, isn’t it just that you listen to gossip and then become interested in it, so you take it to heart?
Knowing the identity of the male dragon on the ground, Xia Huanxiang suddenly thought of what Futan had said just now when the male dragon wanted to die, and if he wanted to live, just find a way. She asked Futan: "What do you think he will do when he wakes up?" Do you want to die or live?" Before Futan could answer, Xia Huanxiang added, "How about we make a bet? I choose first, and I choose him to live."
"..." Futan said angrily: "Donor Xia has already chosen the answer, what else do you want the poor monk to choose?"
"What if you win?" Xia Huan wanted to encourage him.
"Amitabha." Futan recited, "It's time for him to wake up."
Xia Huanxiang turned to look at the lying corpse of Long Nan, and saw Yin Yi's dragon tail moving, and then, as Futan said, he slowly opened his eyes.
Yin Yi opened his eyes and struggled to sit up from the ground. His lips were pale after blood loss, and his face was almost transparent. He was covering the bloody wound on his chest with one hand, and Xia Huanxiang and Futan were not far away. Staring at each other.
Xia Huanxiang looked at him leisurely, and neither Fu Tan nor anyone spoke first.
Just when he thought that this silence would last until dark, Futan finally spoke first.
Fu Tan stood up and walked towards Yin Yi, asking: "Yin Donor has lost the dragon crystal, and now your end is approaching. Does Yin Donor know?"
"Who are you?" Yin Yi spoke, his voice like broken ice.
"Poor Monk Hanshan Temple Fu Tan." Fu Tan clasped his hands together and simply introduced himself, but he also knew that Yin Yi might not know who he was.
After Yin Yi obtained Fu Tan's identity, his attitude softened slightly: "You guys saved me."
After hearing this, Na Xia Huanxiang couldn't sit still, "I heard from his words that he wanted to live, so I won."
Futan's face showed helplessness: "Donor Xia, the poor monk did not agree to the bet. The poor monk will not recognize your bet."
Xia Huanxiang glanced at him, then walked to Yin Yi, bent down to look at him, and asked seriously: "Your dragon crystal was cut open, do you want revenge?"
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