Chen Yang, who was walking slowly towards the hall, heard the hearty laughter coming from Dongcang, and couldn't help but laugh: "What are you talking about? Are you so happy?"
After seeing Chen Yang come in, Dong Cang smiled and said, "When you talk about Xi Bai being pestered by those little girls, that time made some old Confucian masters angry."
Chen Yang couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Who are you trying to hack?"
But after Chen Yang sat down, he saw the young monk next to Beixuan staring at him.
"Uncle Master, is this person sick?" Chanwu whispered in Beixuan's ear.
Although the voice was low, everyone present could hear it clearly.
Beixuan was stunned for a moment, then looked at Chen Yang: "The injuries sustained in the spiritual realm have been healed, haven't they?"
"What did you do again?"
Chen Yang waved his hand: "Study some exercises, but there are no serious problems."
As he said that, Chen Yang's eyes fell on Chan Wu: "You can see through my injuries without being in the realm of Hedan?"
Chanwu scratched his head in embarrassment: "I just feel that the donor's aura is disordered, as if you were seriously injured."
Dong Cang, who was on the side, heard this and said to Chen Yang with some worry: "You are the Medical Saint after all, how could you make your body look like this?"
There were a lot of things going on in the Land of Hope during this time. Dong Cang had never heard any news about Chen Yang, and thought that Chen Yang was practicing in seclusion, but now it seems that this is not the case.
Chen Yang felt a little helpless when he heard this.
The spiritual power transformed by the Heavenly Medicine Art does have a restorative effect, but it will not bring people back to life.
More importantly, the body in the Hedan realm is inherently strong.
If someone can be injured in the Hedan realm, then it is an ordinary injury that cannot be treated by ordinary means.
The effectiveness of elixirs lies in the purification of the medicinal properties of the medicinal materials.
It's not that Chen Yang can't refine this kind of elixir, but it takes a long time to find the medicinal materials and refine it.
Time is what Chen Yang lacks most now.
"It's just a minor injury, nothing to worry about."
"This little guy, don't you find it interesting?"
When the Three Emperor Buddha established the Buddhist kingdom, he only allowed such a little guy to come over, and he didn't even have the realm of Hedan, which is enough to show how much he is valued.
Beixuan waved to Hou Qingzhu, who had just brought tea: "Qingzhu, didn't you say you were going to the academy soon? Can you bring me, your junior nephew, with you?"
Hou Qingzhu was stunned for a moment. He was going to a special class, and Senior Beixuan knew that.
Hou Qingzhu glanced at his master, and after seeing Chen Yang nodding, he immediately smiled and said: "Okay!"
After the two left, Beixuan breathed a sigh of relief and said to Chen Yang: "My nephew Chanwu, the Three Emperor Buddha means that he should stay in your special class for a while."
"The original words of the Three Emperor Buddhas were that after all, the Buddha Kingdom is now considered a powerful force. If other people can go, the Buddha Kingdom should also be able to go."
Chen Yang nodded slowly: "Of course, and unlike others, the Buddhist Kingdom is also the inheritance of human blood."
"This is inseparable."
"So, what is the origin of that little guy named Chanwu that makes the Three Emperor Buddhas so troubled?"
"The evil spirit in the eyebrows is covered up with Buddhist teachings. It can be hidden for a while, but it cannot be hidden forever."
"There are so many Confucian masters in the Land of Hope, so don't make any trouble."
Such a strong evil spirit, in the eyes of the Confucian and Taoist families, not only is he a heinous guy, but he is definitely contaminated by a lot of blood.
