Not to mention the exchanges between the two relatives here, something big happened to Tianchan Temple on the other side.

Ku Chan returned from serious injury. After making arrangements, he fell into a coma and was in danger. The master who stayed in the temple hurriedly came to the hanging coffin cliff with his back on his back to ask for help.

"Master!"

Seeing that his master was being carried with a faint breath, he was shocked and then anxious.

"Little Monk Kuchan! Who hurt him like this?"

Immediately afterwards, the grandmother of Han's family was also very angry. She had been with Ku Chan for many years. Seeing Ku Chan so severely, she was naturally angry.

"I don't know. The abbot said that he would come back soon after he went out, but after he came back, he was seriously injured. He explained some things and left a will to pass the abbot's position to Wugui Junior Brother, and then he fell into a coma."

The middle-aged monk carrying bitter Zen spoke quickly and told the cause and effect of things, but he didn't know much.

At this moment, the bitter Zen was carried on the back of the middle-aged monk, and suddenly flew up and landed in front of Tian Hao. It was the one that Tian Hao used his spiritual power to slide over.

"The Dantian is broken, the meridians and acupoints are destroyed, and all the skills are gone, which is a little trouble!"

After checking Kuchan's injuries, Tian Hao probably guessed who had taken the hand. This injury was nothing to him, but the problem was that Kuchan was too old.

The martial arts practice here has no effect of increasing life span, at least not below the True Yuan realm.

Although I used my Buddha's vision to spread the Dharma before Ku Zen to break through to the realm of true essence, my body was too old and almost exhausted, so I didn't increase my life span.

Now that there is no blessing of skill, it can be said to be even worse.

This kind of elderly warrior basically relies on his skills to maintain his physical functions. Once he loses his skills, his physical functions will soon collapse, which is equivalent to the life span of his life.

Even if he wants to stimulate Ku Chan's body's vitality now, he will probably take his last breath immediately.

"Master Tian, ​​how can I save my master!"

Wu Bei hurriedly asked. He could see from Tian Hao's expression that the master's injury was very difficult. Now he could only pray that this person could have a way to treat him.

"Master Kuchan's physical condition is too poor. I can use Qianluo's Furong Sword to hold him a breath of vitality and restore his body to a young state, but it can only last for a short time.

If he wants to get through this difficulty, he must regenerate the broken dantian meridians.

But my yin and yang energy is too domineering and it is difficult to bear in his physical condition. I can only rely on his own strength to regenerate the Dantian acupoints.

To put it simply, it is to find a woman who is at least in the Gangqi realm of cultivation and practice with him, and use the creation of Yin and Yang to regenerate the Dantian acupoint."

He revealed a treatment plan, and Tian Hao was quite irritated about this situation.

The main reason is that the patient is too weak and cannot withstand rough toss and some of his medical methods are difficult to use.

"What should I do?"

I was shocked. Not to mention whether the master is willing to accept this method, it is difficult to find a female master who is willing to practice dual cultivation with his own master.

"I have recovered his physical function. You will decide whether to save it or not."

Using Han Qianluo's Furong Sword to inject vitality into Kuchan and restored his body to a young state, Tian Hao signaled Wuke and others.

As a doctor, he only provides treatment plans, and it is someone else's business to accept it.

"So handsome!"

"Is Master Kuchan so handsome when he was young?"

Looking at Master Kuchan who had recovered his youth, everyone was shocked and so handsome. Even Lou Manfeng, who was the most beautiful, felt ashamed of himself.

After the shock, everyone couldn't help but sigh that time was indeed a pig's knife.

Also, how can the Murong family produce all handsome men?

It's unfair!

"Amitabha! It's normal for birth, old age, sickness and death. I am very satisfied that I can live until today!"

After knowing Tian Hao’s treatment plan just now from the disciple’s inability, Ku Chan chan chanted the Buddha’s name and accepted death calmly.

"Master!"

There is nothing to be anxious. Master can accept his own death calmly, but how can disciples accept it?

Not to mention that Master died of a bad death this time, not a good ending, which is even more difficult to accept.

"I heard from the little monk that you have passed on the position of the abbot. You are not the abbot of Tianchan Temple now!"

Suddenly, as if he had made some decision, the Han family's grandmother asked with a smile.

"Amitabha!"

My body stiffened, and Ku Chan once again proclaimed the Buddha's name, not knowing how to answer, but he couldn't help but recall his first encounter with the person in front of him, and when he was with his brother Murong Yi...

"Little guy, how should I regenerate the meridians of the Dantian?"

With a proud smile, Han's grandmother-in-law looked at Tian Hao.

"Uh... you will be able to practice the exercises according to this set of exercises and his dual cultivation."

With a cute blinking down her eyes, Tian Haomumu used his spiritual power to establish a Bluetooth link with Han's Taizu Grandma, and passed on the method of regenerating the meridians of Dantian.

"Little Monk Kuchan, you can't escape from my palm this time!"

He lifted Ku Chan up and the grandmother of Han's grandmother used her light skills to fly towards the attic at the top of the hanging coffin cliff.

"Is this a second spring?"

Still looking cute, Tian Hao really didn't expect that the Han family's grandmother-in-law was so brave.

"well!"

Han Tianao sighed, and there was no choice but to stop his grandmother's behavior.

"Brother Ao, it seems that you know something, tell me and share it!"

The gossip fire in Tian Hao's heart was ignited, and he didn't even have the intention to see the two sisters who were tearing them down.

Everyone looked at Han Tianao in unison, and the fire of the gossip in their hearts was igniting.

After hesitating, Han Tianao finally decided to reveal his secrets and strive to save some face for his grandmother's choice.

"I also heard from my second grandfather about this. My grandmother was the number one beauty in the martial arts world of that generation, and I admired countless people. I heard that even the old tomb king had pursued my grandmother.

It’s just that my grandmother fell in love with Master Kuchan when she was young, but Master Kuchan was limited by his family mission and refused his grandmother many times. My grandmother married my grandfather in anger."

He briefly explained what happened back then. Han Tianao didn't know much, only knowing that his grandmother and Master Kuchan had a relationship when he was young, but then they became strangers.

Unexpectedly, my grandmother and Master Kuchan regained their youth, and their old love aroused.

Alas, what an injustice!

"Amitabha!"

After being confused, he couldn't say the Buddha's name. His heart was very strange. He couldn't help but think of his junior sister Mu Xueli. But as he thought about the appearance of his junior sister suddenly turned into a burly figure like a demon god, he couldn't help but shivered.

"Why has the hidden danger not been eliminated yet!"

He shook his head and was so depressed that he was about to vomit blood. Qian Yipeng's words on the Rikaku Flower are too cruel and terrifying, especially those who have flaws in his past experiences.

"No, you have to forget your past with your junior sister as soon as possible, otherwise you will have to be exhausted when you happen several times."

I made up my mind secretly and became more determined toward Buddha without any reason. I should forget my children's love for me as soon as possible, otherwise I would become obsessed with it if I took a few more times.

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(Not sure: Why do I dream of something at night? Who will save the monk?)

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