The sound of the scriptures echoed in the valley, and white and transparent souls that had removed their evil nature flew out from the Medicine King Cauldron.

These souls bowed deeply towards Yang Luo and Tan Daoxian, and then dissipated into the sky.

As for the souls of the six Lei Guodong, Yang Luo preserved them.

After all, the bodies of Lei Guodong and the six others have not been damaged, and their souls have not been refined. As long as their souls return to their bodies, they can be saved.

After saving the dead souls, Yang Luo waved his right hand and took back the Medicine King Cauldron.

"Master!"

"Miracle Doctor Yang!"

Han Shouli, Wang Feng and others quickly ran over.

Tan Daoxian, Ma Xuanqing and Li Jingyuan also stood up and walked over.

"Master, you are so amazing, absolutely amazing!"

Han Shouli gave Yang Luo a thumbs up, extremely excited.

Wang Feng also said: "Thank you Divine Doctor Yang for your help, otherwise we alone would not be able to subdue that black-clad Azan, and I'm afraid more people would die."

"Hello sir, my name is Tan Daoxian and I come from Longhu Mountain.

These two are my junior brothers, Ma Xuanqing and Li Jingyuan."

Tan Dao first introduced himself respectfully, and then asked: "Excuse me, sir, what is your name?"

Yang Luo replied: "My name is Yang Luo."

Although these three Taoist priests were a bit timid, they were beaten very embarrassed.

But they had just helped him to save the souls of the dead, which was worthy of the reputation of Longhu Mountain.

Tan Dao first said: "Mr. Yang is really a master. He is not only a master of martial arts, but also a master of magic and medicine. We admire him endlessly."

"May I ask where Mr. Yang comes from?"

Ma Xuanqing asked curiously.

Yang Luodao: "I have no family or sect."

Li Jingyuan asked: "Mr. Yang, where did you learn this skill?"

Yang Luodao: "These skills were taught to me by my master."

"Who is your master?"

Tan Daoxian asked.

Yang Luo shook his head and said, "I don't know my master's name either."

Ma Xuanqing said with emotion: "The country of China is vast and rich in resources, and experts are indeed endless.

It seems that your master is the kind of hermit and master, the kind of dragon that sees its head but never its tail."

Yang Luo also knows that it is not easy to live forever.

When he was in the mountains, no matter how far his cultivation, medical skills, mystical skills and other abilities had advanced, he would always be beaten by the old immortal.

Therefore, even though the old man's actions were very unreliable, Yang Luo was still full of awe and admiration for him.

Before he went down the mountain, the old man said that he was going to do something big, but he didn't know what he was going to do.

Moreover, the old immortal did not say what he was going to do or where he was going. In short, he disappeared mysteriously.

Yang Luo retracted his thoughts and said to Wang Feng: "Captain Wang, I have found the souls of Mr. Lei and his friends. Let's go, hurry up and go to the hospital to save people."

"good!"

Wang Feng nodded repeatedly.

Chu Yanran pursed her lips and asked: "Mr. Yang, can you really save the mine department and the others?"

"As long as there is time, I can save them."

Yang Luo replied, "If you don't believe it, you can go with me."

Chu Yanran nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go with you!"

Tan Daoxian asked: "Mr. Yang, can we go and have a look?"

"If you want to go, let's go together."

Yang Luo agreed.

Moreover, he also wanted to ask Tan Daoxian and the others something.

Soon, Yang Luo and his party left the valley.

As for Yan Kun and other criminals, they are left to others to deal with.

After walking out of the jungle, Yang Luo, Han Shouli, Tan Daoxian, and Chu Yanran got into a car.

Wang Feng, Ma Xuanqing and Li Jingyuan took another car.

Because we were in a hurry, both cars sped up and went straight to the central hospital.

…

at the same time.

Elephant Kingdom, Golden Buddha Temple.

This temple is splendid and very famous throughout the Xiang Kingdom, with an endless stream of people coming to worship every day.

At this time, in a hall in the backyard of the temple.

The hall is still magnificent, spacious and bright.

Four monks were sitting in front of a golden Buddha statue, meditating and chanting scriptures.

The monk sitting at the front was wearing a gray robe. He was old, with a thin body and gray beard and hair.

This old monk is none other than the abbot of the temple, Luang Po Sa, who is also a famous black-clad Azan in the Xiang Kingdom and is supported by countless people.

Sitting behind him are his three apprentices, all wearing black robes, named Aloda, Weseg, and Varnado.

But at this moment.

Click!

Suddenly there was a cracking sound in the hall!

Luang Po Sa and the other four stopped chanting sutras and turned to look at a wall.

I saw nineteen golden Buddha amulets hanging on that wall, each with a name written on it.

The Buddhist amulet hanging on the top has the three words Luang Po Sa written on it.

The eighteen amulets below have eighteen names written on them, representing the eighteen disciples of Luang Po Sa.

But now, one of the amulets with "Putila" written on it is broken.

These are their natal amulets, and once they are broken, it means death.

Seeing the broken Buddha amulet, the expressions of Aloda, Weseg and Varnado changed greatly.

Aroda exclaimed in shock: "Master, could it be said that Putila is dead?!"

"how can that be possible?!"

Wiseg looked unbelieving, "Junior Brother Putila just went to China to do something, how could he die?!"

Varnado said angrily: "Who harmed Junior Brother Putila?!"

Luang Po Sa's face was gloomy and he said slowly: "I have been feeling uneasy these past few days, always feeling that something will happen.

I didn’t expect something would really happen today.”

As he spoke, Luang Po Sa cast his spell, raised his right hand, pinched his fingers, and said in a deep voice: "Putila died in a city called Jiangcheng in China.

However, the strange thing is that I can't figure out who killed Putila."

"What?!"

Aroda looked shocked and said, "Master, can't even you figure it out?!"

Wieseg and Varnado were also shocked.

You must know that in their hearts, Luang Porsat is a god-like existence, who knows astronomy, geography, yin and yang, and is omnipotent.

Unexpectedly, the master could not figure out who killed Putila.

"That person's destiny is too strange and obscured by heaven's secrets, so I can't deduce it."

Luang Po Sa shook his head and then said: "It seems that the person who killed Putila was not a simple person."

Having said this, a murderous intention appeared in Luang Po Sa's eyes, and he said coldly: "If you dare to kill my disciple, Luang Po Sa, you will have to pay the price of death.

Aroda, Viseg, and Varnado, you should make good preparations in the past few days to go to China.

We must find that guy, kill him, and avenge Putila."

"Yes, Master!"

Aroda, Weseg and Varnado responded in unison, with cold murderous intent in their eyes.
Chapter completed!