After a while, the abbot of Gushan sighed softly and asked Xiao Potian: "Amitabha, this little donor's soul has been damaged. I wonder what Xiao Hushuai plans to do?"

"Master, don't worry, our army has a miracle doctor. As long as he can bring people to his presence, he can guarantee that he will not die." Xiao Potian said with a little relaxed look.

Xue Yuting had suffered very serious injuries before. In the eyes of ordinary people, he would be disabled even if he did not die, but Luo Datong made him recover easily.

Xiao Potian’s trust in Luo Datong’s medical skills is just like Luo Datong’s trust in Xiao Potian’s ability to lead troops.

"Amitabha, a doctor treats his life but not a god. The little donor has already injured his soul when he was injured last time. Although it was not obvious, the highest level of martial arts he could reach has been damaged. If he still uses medicine to treat this time, his life will be fine, but he will try his best in the future and his sword skills will not be able to reach the level of a top master." Abbot Gushan said in a calm tone.

"Master, you've made a wrong judgment. Guard Xue is now a top master. He has defeated the number one swordsman in the Giant Bear Kingdom before. In terms of swordsmanship, he said that no one in the world dares to say the number one." A soldier who worships Xue Yuting immediately stood up and retorted when he heard Gushan's abbot Xue Yuting said this.

"Amitabha, the true masters are either hidden in mountains and forests or in shabby alleys. If there is no strange phenomenon in heaven and earth, they will not be revealed. Those famous warriors can only say that they have not yet escaped from the bond of fame. How can those who walk with heavy burdens reach the top?"

If someone else said this, the soldier would definitely think that he was making a fool of himself, but he had seen the skills of the Gushan Abbot, so he couldn't refute it. He just muttered in a low voice: "How could there be so many masters in the world? If there were, why wouldn't they come out to help the world?"

Xiao Potian glanced at the soldier, and the soldier immediately retreated with tactfulness.

Then, Xiao Potian said to Gushan very respectfully: "Since the master said that, I believe he has a solution in his heart."

Abbot Gushan nodded gently: "My nine styles of Bodhidharma are specially used to heal injuries. Although they may not be effective quickly, they will not only not hurt the soul, but will also strengthen to a certain extent. I have no intention of teaching anyone, but that donor Hu is too cruel, and this little donor is pure by nature. I hope to help you."

Although the monks in Gushan Temple all called Gushan abbot the master, Gushan abbot did not teach them any martial arts.

Because in the view of Gushan Abbot, martial arts are not needed in this era. As long as you practice martial arts, you can strengthen your body, and there is no need to reach the peak.

Although the abbot Gushan has not fully recovered, Xiao Potian can still feel the arrogant domineering aura in his body. This is the mentality of a truly top master. Xiao Potian himself has not achieved this kind of transcendence.

The abbot Gushan is able to have this kind of demeanor, so he must have super martial arts as support. He is willing to teach Xue Yuting's martial arts, which is naturally a blessing for Xue Yuting.

So Xiao Potian quickly bowed: "Master, Yu Ting is seriously injured and it is inconvenient to bow down. I will express my gratitude to you for him first. When his health improves slightly, I will definitely hold a grand apprenticeship ceremony for you."

After hearing what Xiao Potian said, Gushan's abbot immediately waved his hands repeatedly: "Ship Xiao Hu, you misunderstood my meaning. I taught the little donor the nine styles of Bodhidharma, but I did not intend to accept him as my disciple. He has not yet finished his mortal world, and my fate with him is far from reaching the level of a master and disciple."

Seeing that Gushan's abbot refused to accept Xue Yuting as his disciple, Xiao Potian did not force it: "No matter what, I will thank Master Yuting for him."

"Amitabha, everything has cause and effect, and there is no need to thank you. Xiao Hushuai can hand over the little donor to me." Abbot Gushan slowly spread his arms.

Xiao Potian quickly placed Xue Yuting on the arm of the abbot Gushan, and then owed to the abbot Gushan.

Abbot Gushan smiled slightly, then turned and left, and Xue Yuting was already in a coma at this time.

Gushan's abbot obviously rushed over when he heard Lao Hu's roar. He was seriously injured and had not healed. If he fought Lao Hu at this time, it would be a dead end. This is the real way to put life and death aside.

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In the Xiaochan room, Mu Xiaomei, who had been in a daze, finally started to move. Her dexterous fingers kept waving on the keyboard. The brisk sound of the keys made Zhao Cheng, who was guarding outside, finally breathe a sigh of relief.

On the other hand, a filming team composed of a rookie was also in full swing. Chu Yuxin was elected as the director. She was holding a book about the director in her hand, and she opened it while giving various orders.

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Chapter completed!