Master Jinghui didn’t know that the person in front of her was the prospective son-in-law, but it was enough for her to know that her daughter’s life was stable. But now she faced an extremely difficult choice, whether to agree to Dharma King Zhuopu’s conditions or to watch her daughter’s death.
Her friend couldn't get treatment? She hesitated.
As the saying goes, when a son-in-law meets his mother-in-law, he panics with a little rabbit in his arms. Xu Qing looked at the master's mother-in-law in front of him, and his heart seemed to be jumping around with a live little white rabbit in his arms. He didn't even know whether he should reveal that he was with Huang Pulan.
How could my mother-in-law become a nun in a lamasery? A very absurd thought flashed through my mind, could my mother-in-law... steal a monk?
Turning his eyes suddenly, Xu Qing saw a faint sneer on the corner of His Holiness Zhuopu’s mouth. The thoughts in his mind suddenly became clear, and he secretly thought, it must be the Black Donkey Karmapa who blackmailed his mother-in-law with something. The paralyzed Karmapa Bald Lao,
It’s really not a toy!
Master Jinghui raised the back of her hand to gently wipe away the tears on her face, and asked in a low voice: "Young man, what is your name?"
Xu Qing immediately turned his attention away from the face of the Bald Lao Dharma King and replied honestly: "Xu Qing, double Xu, the green of the grass." He rarely reported his name in such a serious manner.
As expected, it was the mother-in-law who asked questions, which put a lot of pressure on me.
A forced smile appeared on Master Jinghui's lips, and she said softly: "Young man, which of my daughters are you good friends with? Can you tell me?"
Xu Qing replied without thinking: "Of course it's Huang Pulan." As soon as he said the words, he suddenly felt something was wrong and quickly added: "I also know Huang Pu Rou, but I am more familiar with Xiaolan..."
This guy is really getting darker and darker. Anyone with a little eye can guess that he has an unusual relationship with Huang Pulan. He is fearless when faced with several semi-holy warriors joining forces, but he is completely intimidated when facing his mother-in-law. It seems that
The mother-in-law is roughly equivalent to a legendary warrior in the holy realm.
The expression on Master Jinghui's face changed slightly, two points of brilliance flashed in her eyes, and she said softly: "Xu Qing, I want to ask you one last question. After you ask it, let Dharma King Zhuopu treat you, okay?"
Xu Qing nodded and said, "Just ask, I will answer." Meeting the mother-in-law in a lamasery is indeed an embarrassing thing.
Master Jinghui looked blankly and said in a low voice: "You and Xiaolan are boyfriend and girlfriend, right?"
Xu Qing bit her lip, raised her head and replied, "Yes, Xiaolan and I have known each other for a long time."
A gratified smile appeared on Master Jinghui's lips, she nodded and said, "Good boy, help me take good care of Xiaolan after you recover. Promise me not to tell them that you have seen me, okay?"
Xu Qing didn't know how to answer. He understood his mother-in-law's current embarrassing situation, but his future was unpredictable and he couldn't make any promises. It was absolutely impossible for him to lie in order to get a chance to heal his internal injuries. He glanced at it from the corner of his eye.
On the face of Dharma King Zhuopu, he noticed a glimmer of light flashing in the old bald man's eyes, which made him suddenly feel confused.
Master Jinghui seemed to see his difficulty, tilted her head towards Dharma King Zhuopu, and said calmly: "Treat him, right here. I want to see him recover and leave with my own eyes."
Dharma King Zhuopu smiled lightly and said: "No problem, I will definitely do what I promised you, and I hope you won't break your promise." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and put it on Xu Qing's shoulder, instantly controlling the Jianjing point.
Xu Qing did not expect that Zhuopu would suddenly take action. Without checking for a moment, his acupuncture points were firmly restrained. At this time, his hands and feet were stiff and he could not speak. He could only watch as King Tuduo held his arm and reached the corner of the nunnery.
Dharma King Zhuopu sat Xu Qing on the ground and said in a deep voice: "Little donor, I will use my big mudra to heal your injuries now."
Xu Qing thought to himself, and found that the clairvoyant eye had not lost its function due to the acupuncture points being restrained. He felt a little relieved, and suddenly felt two palms pressing on his back, and a warm current poured down his back, rushing freely in his body.
Master Jinghui quickly walked to less than five feet away from the two of them and sat down cross-legged. She held a string of sandalwood beads in her hand and chanted in a low voice, her eyes never leaving Xu Qing's face.
Dharma King Zhuopu did not hide his secrets. He was indeed using the Tantric Mahamudra to heal Xu Qing's injuries, because he knew that even if he cured the internal injuries of the warrior named Xu, they would not pose a threat. He cured them in front of Master Jinghui.
His internal injuries are then secretly imprisoned to collect the Dragon Transformation Inner Elixir. This is a good way to get the best of both worlds.
The Vajra Dharma Eye combined with the Tantric Mahamudra has a great healing effect. Xu Qing's internal injuries have been accumulated for a long time. The blood congestion in the body blocks the veins. It is not easy to completely remove it. The Dharma King Zhuopu spent his internal energy as if he was peeling off the cocoon.
He slowly helped him sort out the congestion in his veins. An hour later, sweat began to form on his forehead. With the experience of treating Yang Jin last time, this time the Dharma King used his internal energy to drain the congestion out of the body after cleaning up an internal injury.
It's safer to do it, but it consumes more energy.
Precisely because Dharma King Zhuopu used this method of breaking things into parts, Xu Qing's nostrils began to continuously emit dark purple blood, and the clothes on his chest were stained red by blood. On the surface, it looked really shocking.
The more blood congestion is discharged, the faster internal injuries will heal. Xu Qing knows this very well. Treating internal injuries is equivalent to having the ability to move, but the internal energy will not be restored for a while. This is why King Zhuopu Wan is willing to damage his internal energy.
The real reason why we need to treat him is that an ancient warrior without internal strength cannot pose a threat.
The healing process was long. Zhuopu was already sweating profusely, and the expression on his face gradually became serious. Xu Qing's injury was indeed difficult to treat. It was the most serious internal injury that Zhuopu Dharma King had ever seen in his life. It would take a day to completely eliminate it.
Difficult to do.
Master Jinghui held the Buddhist beads in her hand, but she was not at peace in her heart. She knew that Xu Qing was her daughter’s boyfriend, and also knew that His Holiness Zhuopu had other agendas, so she came up with the idea of just watching and waiting for His Holiness to call Xu Qing.
Qing's young man needs to cure his hidden illness and find a way to send him out of Datuo Temple safely...
Time passed by, and it was already dusk without realizing it. King Zhuopu stood up with his palms shaking, and gently pressed Xu Qing's shoulder with his right palm to release his restrained acupuncture points, and said lightly: "Little
Donor, you can get up."
Xu Qing swayed and tried to stand up with his hands on the ground, but his legs were already numb. He had just stood halfway and fell to the ground with a thud. Master Jinghui, who was sitting not far away, immediately stood up and reached out to help him.
He held the crook of his elbow to help him up, and asked with concern: "Are you feeling better?"
Xu Qing's mouth was now filled with the smell of blood. He nodded and tried to move his legs. He was delighted to find that his legs had regained consciousness. Just when he was about to open his mouth to speak, he suddenly heard a rapid shouting from outside the nunnery door, and a man with a full face.
The bloody lama rushed in from the door while crawling.
The Dharma King Zhuopu looked serious and walked quickly to the lama. The two exchanged a few words at a very fast speed. The Dharma King's expression suddenly changed, and his figure flashed and he jumped out of the door.
Master Jinghui understood the conversation between the two, frowned slightly, and whispered: "Some master broke into the temple!"