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.
Chapter completed!