Medicinal Immortal

What made them even more unexpected was that this little monk was actually a strong man, and also a strong man with a flying magic weapon! Before, they hadn't noticed any fluctuations in spiritual power in his body, but they felt that he was exquisite and outstanding, which was different from ordinary monks.

Tangning put the green bamboo back to his waist, holding the child in one hand to protect him from the wind and rain, while looking around, said to them: "Get up! Don't kneel, this wind and rain will not happen for a while. I will stop, look around here to see if there is any shelter from the rain!"

"Yes." They answered, and then stood up and followed him around to search.

In about half an hour, they found a small stone cave. Several people entered the cave to take shelter from the wind and rain. Tangning returned the child in his arms to the young woman: "The blanket on the child is wet. , But it’s not wet inside, so you have to remove the blanket first to prevent him from catching a cold."

The young woman tremblingly took the child and hugged tightly in her arms. She opened the blanket and saw that the child hadn't caught the rain at all. The little clothes on her body were still warm, and he was dancing with little hands. With little feet giggling at her, her tears couldn't help but drip silently.

Almost, they all died...

The middle-aged man and the young man giggled as they watched the child, and their eyes were red. They walked through the ghost gate!

Thinking of this, they once again bowed to the young monk: "If it weren't for the young master, I'm afraid we would all die, the young master will be kind to us, our Jiang family will always remember it!"

Tangning twisted the rain on her body and said, "Although you have survived this death catastrophe, you still need to be careful in the next three years. Doing more and accumulating virtue can keep you safe. Otherwise, within three years, you will definitely be in danger again. "

After wringing out the rainwater on her body, she aroused the spiritual energy in her body and dried a wet suit. She glanced at them and felt a little helpless. Their death was over, but she was miserable.

These people were originally dead-spirited people who must die. Now because of her intervention in the rescue, they have survived this death, and she still doesn't know what kind of punishment is waiting for her!

After this incident, the three of them knew that he was a person with great abilities. Therefore, they kept his words in mind and said: "We must remember the words of the little master, and in the future we will do more good deeds and live up to the little master today. Salvation!"

Tang Ning nodded, and said, "First wring out the rain, and then dry it with spiritual power!"

"Okay." They responded, and then they started to pretend to themselves.

Outside there were waves of wind and rain, and the sound of thunder was rumbling. This violent storm lasted all night and didn't stop until the next morning.

Seeing the wind and rain stopped, they walked forward and came to the higher flat place to look into the distance. They saw a torrent of torrent flooding all the low-lying places, yellow mud and water all over, broken trees falling across, and all around was desolate. , Didn't even see a single figure.

Tangning looked at them, folded her hands together, and said, "Amitabha Buddha, the mountain torrent has passed, take advantage of the clearing and rainless sky, hurry up! I have to leave too." She took off the green bamboo around her waist.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man hurriedly said: "The little master saved us, and we are recreated by Entong, but we still don’t know the name of the little master. If we leave today, we don’t know when we can see you again. Please tell me the name of the little master so that I can The descendants of the Jiang family should remember the name of the benefactor."