"You can give it a try. Even if it can't completely cure it, it can alleviate the pain," Qin Ran nodded and said with a strange expression.

Tang Sanzang gritted his teeth and had no choice but to say:

"Oh well."

It's not okay to not compromise. The key is that his body hurts too much. He tossed and turned all night long and thought about it.

It is true that urine is not something people drink, but if it can relieve the pain, he will bear it, at least he no longer has to drag himself half-dead like this.

Tang Sanzang looked up at Sun Wukong and Sha Seng and warned them seriously.

"Wukong, Wujing, please remember not to spread this matter."

He had an extreme lack of trust in these two unreliable disciples. If he accidentally leaked it and the monks in the temple knew about it, he, a holy monk of the Tang Dynasty, would lose his dignity as a human being.

"That's because, for the sake of Master's face, we won't talk nonsense."

Sun Wukong and Sha Seng held back their laughter and nodded heavily.

The two young novice monks next to them looked at Tang Sanzang who was playing riddles, with confused expressions on their faces. Didn't they just drink some medicine? Is there anything they didn't dare to say to others?

But after thinking about it for a moment, they felt relieved and looked at Tang Sanzang with expressions of admiration.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being a holy monk of the Tang Dynasty. Just to say it casually,

…

I saw Qin Ran driving the two novice monks out of the room.

Tang Sanzang breathed a sigh of relief. After all, using horse urine to treat diseases was too shocking.

If these two young monks saw him and spread the word, his image as a holy monk of the Tang Dynasty would completely collapse, and he would not be able to see anyone anymore.

Sun Wukong and Sha Monk came to the backyard of Zhenhai Temple with a jar in one hand and a purple gold bowl in the other.

In a broken room, a white dragon horse lay beside it.

Seeing Sun Wukong and Sand Monk coming hand in hand, Bai Longma finally breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hoof very cooperatively.

Because he was forced by this dead monkey, he drank two bottles of water since yesterday, and he is holding it back now.

What made him regretful was that the king of Jisai State needed its urine to make medicine when he was ill. Tang Sanzang also did the same when he was sick. Is his urine so popular?

Have you always underestimated your own value? You are not an ordinary horse demon, but a magical horse that can heal diseases and save people?

Sun Wukong and Sha Monk left muttering. Bai Longma looked up at the sky with a solemn expression and fell into the deep family.

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Xitian Daleiyin Temple.

Buddha's light fills the sky, and a mirror image emerges in the void

Tang Sanzang was holding a purple gold alms bowl and drinking heavily.

Sun Wukong and Sha Monk pinched their noses and stepped aside with disgusted faces. Can horse urine cure diseases?

Tathagata's jaw almost dropped in shock.

This Tang Sanzang was really a talent. Why did he have so many fantastic ideas?

All the true Buddhas and Bodhisattvas have their heads covered with black lines

Why hadn't I noticed before that this monk had such a deep connection with horses? He liked to chew horses' hooves, he would ride horses on the way to seek Buddhist scriptures, and he would stay with him when he was sick in bed because of urinary tract disease.

Two big tortoises stood behind the Five Hundred Arhats, glaring at the scene in the Circle Light Technique with mung bean eyes and solemn expressions.

Many Arhats had strange eyes and couldn't help but laugh, almost making a yelp of laughter.

Damn it, the painting style is not serious again.

Tathagata brushed away the images in the Circle Light Technique with his hand and said in a deep voice:

"Amitabha Buddha is so powerful that he will come to see me in front of the Buddha."

He had no expectations for these three disasters

What I didn't expect was that the difficult task of being sick in the monk's room could be accomplished so easily.

"Buddha, will Tang Sanzang be okay?"

Vajrapani asked worriedly.

Naturally, he could tell that something was very wrong with Tang Sanzang, and he was afraid that he would let go of him at any time.

If you die accidentally, Buddhism will suffer a big loss.

"It's okay, it's not a big deal."

Tathagata shook his head and said.

He had already seen the clues, it was the Great Master of General Trends who was operating secretly.

But everything is not detrimental to the overall situation. As long as Tang Sanzang is not killed, what can he do?
Chapter completed!