"Okay, for the sake of my apprentice, I will treat you."
Ye Qingyun said this.
"Thank you, Holy Son! Thank you, Holy Son!"
The old blind man was extremely happy.
Chu Hanyang also looked happy.
Although my broken arm cannot be restored, it would be a great joy if my senior brother's eyes could be restored.
"Amitabha, it is a great blessing for you, the donor, to be healed by the Holy Son's own hands."
Huikong said sincerely.
Ye Qingyun felt goosebumps when he heard it and waved his hands repeatedly.
"Okay, okay, stop flattering me."
Huikong smiled awkwardly.
Ye Qingyun said to the old blind man: "Come into the house with me and let me check it out for you first."
"Okay, okay!"
The old blind man immediately followed Ye Qingyun into the house.
Ye Qingyun also secretly paid attention and found that although the old blind man could not see, he could follow closely behind him without making a wrong step.
Although he is blind, it does not seem to affect his daily life very much.
Of course, all blind people long to see again.
Who would want to be blind if they could see?
Entering the house, although the old blind man couldn't see, he could still feel the fluctuations of treasures coming from all directions.
For a while.
The old blind man was shocked.
My legs are also weak.
Because the smell of treasure coming from all directions made the old blind man feel suffocated every time.
too strong!
horrible!
The smell of these treasures was like a stormy sea, almost drowning the old blind man.
Ye Qingyun turned around and saw the old blind man standing there trembling, and he couldn't help but be stunned.
"Isn't this old guy still suffering from epilepsy?"
He saw that the old blind man's reaction was getting louder and louder, and he became anxious.
He quickly rushed into the kitchen, grabbed a handful of chopsticks, and stuffed them directly into the old blind man's mouth.
The old blind man: "???"
He was bewildered.
What does it mean to put chopsticks in my mouth?
Could it be related to healing eyes?
Perhaps this is the mystery of masters.
The old blind man looked puzzled.
Ye Qingyun also stared at the old blind man.
"Old man, are you okay?"
"I'm fine."
The old blind man didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Ye Qingyun was speechless.
He thought the old guy had epilepsy and stuffed his chopsticks because he was afraid that the old guy would get sick and bite his tongue.
"Sit down first."
"yes."
The old blind man sat on a chair cautiously.
Ye Qingyun carefully examined his eyes.
"It's really cataracts."
After reading it, Ye Qingyun has confirmed it.
This old guy has severe cataracts.
"Old man, please bear with it, it might hurt a little."
"It doesn't matter, as long as I can regain my sight, I can endure any pain of old age."
Ye Qingyun held a delicate and sharp knife in his hand.
"Then I'll take action directly."
"Old man, you must not move. If you move, it will not be cured."
After saying that, Ye Qingyun dropped his knife.
Suddenly, the old blind man felt severe pain in his left eye.
Damn it!
The old blind man almost jumped up.
Fortunately, he remembered what Ye Qingyun said just now and gritted his teeth to hold on.
It really didn't move at all.
After a while.
"One eye is healed."
The old blind man just breathed a sigh of relief.
It fucking hurts!
His back was wet with cold sweat.
"Now the right eye."
Before the old blind man could catch his breath, Ye Qingyun struck again.
Oh my God.
The old blind man howled in his heart.
It hurt so much that he began to wonder if he was going to die from the pain.
Fortunately.
The old blind man is a cultivator and has experienced strong winds and waves. At this moment, he endured the severe pain but remained motionless.
If it were an ordinary person, he would probably faint from the pain.
Another long quarter of an hour.
The old blind man only thought that decades were so long.
When he was in so much pain that his consciousness began to fade away.
"alright!"
Ye Qingyun's voice sounded.
The old blind man finally breathed a sigh of relief.
It's finally over.
"Whether it's cured or not, I won't come no matter what."
The old blind man howled in his heart.
"After an hour, slowly open your eyes and try again."
Ye Qingyun warned.
"OK."
When Ye Qingyun and the old blind man walked outside the house, Chu Hanyang and Huikong both greeted them.
"Brother, how are you?"
Chu Hanyang asked with concern.
The old blind man smiled bitterly: "The Holy Son asked me to wait for an hour before opening my eyes, but I don't know now."
Chu Hanyang nodded, and then raised his hand towards Ye Qingyun: "Thank you, Holy Son, for treating my senior brother."
Ye Qingyun waved his hand: "It's just a trivial matter."
"Apprentice, pour tea for the guests."
"good!"
Guo Xiaoyun went to make tea.
Huikong walked up to Ye Qingyun and stopped talking.
"What's wrong with you?"
Ye Qingyun asked proactively.
Huikong finally couldn't contain his curiosity.
"When the Holy Son, the poor monk and others came up just now, was the Holy Son practicing yoga?"
Ye Qingyun was startled: "Cultivation? That's right."
Huikong suddenly became excited.
"The Holy Son actually knows the ancient Buddhist Yoga Sutras?"
"What the hell? Ancient Buddhist Yoga Sutras?"
Ye Qingyun looked confused.
"Yes, what the Holy Son did just now is the unique cultivation method of the ancient Buddhist Yoga Sutra."
"The Ancient Buddha Yoga Sutra is one of the highest secret scriptures of our Buddhism and has been lost for countless years."
The more Huikong talked, the more excited he became, and he wished he could immediately ask Ye Qingyun for advice on the ancient Buddhist yoga sutras.
Ye Qingyun scratched his head.
He just practices yoga.
Why is it related to that ancient Buddhist yoga sutra?
"Holy Son, can this poor monk practice the Ancient Buddha Yoga Sutra with you?"
Huikong asked nervously.
I was afraid that Ye Qingyun would not want to tell him the ancient Buddhist Yoga Sutra.
"sure."
"Great! Thank you, Holy Son!"
Huikong was extremely happy.
Being able to practice the legendary supreme secret code of Buddhism, Huikong felt that even if he lived ten years shorter, he would be completely happy.
An hour later.
The old blind man slowly opened his eyes.
His originally cloudy and pale eyeballs now looked no different from those of ordinary people.
The old blind man blinked, looking left and right.
His expression gradually became excited.
"Senior brother, can you see it?"
Chu Hanyang asked very worriedly.
I'm afraid it won't be cured.
"I see it! I can see it!"
The old blind man was so excited that his whole body trembled and his voice became hoarse.
Chu Hanyang was also overjoyed.
"Brother, can you really see it?"
"Yes, yes! I can see clearly, hahahaha! I finally see the light of day again!"
The old blind man laughed heartily and even shed tears of excitement.
More than thirty years.
The old blind man originally thought that he would stay like this until he died.
I never expected that I would be able to see clearly one day.
Now.
This unrealistic fantasy actually came true.
How could this not make the old blind man excited?
"Thank you, Holy Son!"
"From now on, whenever the Holy Son is sent on a mission, I will never say anything about it. I will go through fire and water for the Holy Son!"
The old blind man immediately knelt in front of Ye Qingyun.
Ye Qingyun smiled slightly.
"There is one thing right now that I want you to explain clearly."
The old blind man was startled and raised his head in astonishment.
"You said in the market that my apprentice would be in trouble and that he had to go north to survive. What on earth was going on?"