Urban best village doctor

On Mount Sumeru, the power of faith surges like the sea.

A very old-looking, dying old monk walked down the mountain. He didn't know how far he had walked in one step. After three or five steps, he entered the ancient city.

As soon as he entered, there were bursts of chanting in the ancient city, like the singing of gods and Buddhas in the sky, and the golden light. It was late at night, but the entire Western Desert was alarmed.

I don't know how many believers got up this night and worshiped in the direction of the ancient city.

In the ancient city of the Buddha Kingdom, I don't know what happened. After the old monk came, it gradually became quiet, and there were no more shouts of killing.

Li Xiao has long been far away from the West Desert. Outside the West Desert, he opened his clairvoyant eyes and glanced thousands of miles away, trying to see the scene in the Buddha Kingdom, but he couldn't see anything. In the end, he only saw a group of Buddhas going away above the sky. The leader is the Peacock King.

"Did he lose? At the foot of Mount Sumeru, who is the person walking down?" Li Xiao was surprised. Was Mount Sumeru really occupied by Shi Hui? The terrifying fluctuations on the old monk were not weaker than him.

Fortunately, nothing happened to the Peacock King. Maybe the two sides reached an agreement, and not even a single monk was lost.

However, this is not what Li Xiao cares about, he is unwilling to participate in the civil war.

This trip is only to save the future Buddha.

Suddenly, a great terror came to his heart, and above the nine heavens, the situation changed, and above Li Xiao's head, a golden light shone, and a Buddha's face appeared on the dome.

That is Shi Hui.

She squeezed the Buddha seal with her hand, and pressed a palm to Li Xiao.

"Boom..."

With this palm, it was like a hundred thousand mountains coming down, pressing on Li Xiao, before the palm fell, a huge pressure came to him, a strong force of transformation, rushed to his consciousness, trying to force He degree.

"Hmph, want to save me? Daydreaming!"

Li Xiao's heart was firm, and every word he uttered was like the sound of heaven, resisting the power of transformation, and at the same time raised his hand upwards, slapped his palm, and shook it away.

"rumble!"

The two palms faced each other, the ground trembled, and this area directly sank into an abyss. Li Xiao stood above the abyss, standing in the void, his body radiated radiantly, like a god.

After one palm, the golden light in the sky disappeared, the situation was calm, and Shi Hui's appearance also disappeared.

"Are you trying to scare me?" Li Xiao sneered, Shi Hui slapped him down, and then disappeared, apparently warning him not to be so arrogant, and he would come to his door sooner or later.

Li Xiao glanced at the Mount Sumeru that pierced into the sky, then turned his head, came to the old man's shop that day, took Hua Hua, the old man, and the lover of the current Buddha, and left together.

His speed was very fast, he didn't break through the void, and moved forward only with his own strength, almost turning into a ray of light, which traveled thousands of miles in a flash.

After the change of heaven and earth, the area of ​​the earth has become really too large. Excluding some areas hidden in the void and areas that cannot be counted, the diameter of the entire earth has reached tens of billions of kilometers.

This is a terrifying number. Even if Li Xiao is fast, it will take some time to return to the seven sects.

After the battle with the Primordial Clan, this place was used as Li Xiao's temporary residence. He used all-powerful means to transform the place, completely isolating it from the outside world, hiding it, and capturing several dragon veins.

Not surprisingly, with Li Xiao's help, the seven sects will become stronger day by day.

It wasn't until the third day that Future Buddha woke up. When he woke up, he immediately hugged Li Xiao and cried loudly: "Master is gone, Master is gone..."

"Don't cry, maybe you can see him again in the future, don't you Buddhism talk about the afterlife?" Li Xiao looked at him, his eyes changing, this little guy Huahua might be related to the former Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

On the same night, the lover of the World Buddha, Gu Lanxin, also woke up. She was already dying and should have died long ago. Li Xiao used the means against the heavens to wake her up.

Gu Lanxin was heartbroken when she learned that the current Buddha had died.

"Kongyuan, if there is an afterlife, I hope you will no longer be a disciple of Buddhism." Gu Lanxin became a monk step by step, carved the appearance of the current Buddha with stones, and built a temple specially, vowing that she will never step into a temple in this life.

When Li Xiao returned, Lin Sheng, Dugu Mo, Qian Zhimo, Duguxue, and the old sage of the Wild War Clan all came to the Seven Sects. This was the first time they had gathered together since the First World War of the Primordial Clan.

The belated celebration banquet started on this night.

Zhou Tong, Zhou Jia, Feng Feiyue, Feng Shaoyu, the top leaders of the Seven Schools, and many saints gathered together.

Beside the bonfire, Huahua hugged the jug she had obtained from the emperor's tomb, and drank to the point of intoxication: "Master told me to drink less, I listened to him, but he left before me, Master, I I'm sorry, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have to."

Huahua told the truth that the reason why the current Buddha did not resist was not because the foundation of Mount Sumeru was too strong, but because he wanted Huahua to live a few more days. Do it to Huahua.

Otherwise, by the time Li Xiao arrived in West Desert, Huahua would have died long ago.

"Master, the students respect you." Huahua's small body trembled, and poured some fine wine to the ground. The splash of the fine wine on the ground represented his longing for the current Buddha.

"Come on, Li Xiao, do it!" Dugumo raised the wine jar and drank with Li Xiao. He had never drank like this in so many years. Now that his brother is back, it is worth it.

"Haha, do it!" Li Xiao didn't ink any ink, and poured a jar of wine directly into his stomach.

"Father, father-in-law, you two should drink less." Duguxue said angrily. Although she was a saint of the first sect, she looked like a little girl in front of Li Xiao and Dugumo.

"Your mother isn't here, so you don't care about me again." Dugumo glared at her, but still put down the wine jar, which shows how much he dotes on Duguxue.

Lin Sheng hugged the wine jar, and said in a daze, "Brother Xiao, we missed you so much when you weren't here these years, haha, I still remember when you and I met and brought me prosperity... Do you remember my dad? If it weren't for you back then, he still wouldn't be able to get rid of his stinking problems, but unfortunately, his old man has passed away for many years."

Lin Sheng's father had passed away more than five hundred years ago.

"Nowadays, I don't know where the big and small, and Wang Goudan and the others have gone, and I miss them very much, and my little nephews. They should be sanctified now, right?"

"Of course, they are the heirs of King Li Yan." Zhou Tong laughed heartily, "If those brats in my family have half the talent of those in your family, I will be satisfied."

"I'm here to train and teach them these few days." Li Xiao said, clinking glasses with everyone, "In those years, when I was away, thanks to you for taking care of those little bastards in my family, if you didn't take care of them secretly, I'm afraid they would have died countless times gone."

Li Xiao still knows the little demon kings in the family, they are very noisy, and there is no one to help them in the dark, and they have been shot to death by the elders long ago.

"King Li Yan, I have admired your name for a long time. This battle with the Primordial Clan really lived up to your reputation. I respect you, the old devil!"

"How dare you, I respect you!"

Li Xiao got up and bumped against him, watching the old devil drink with a wine jar, and then looked at the small bowl in his hand, with black lines on his face...