Yilin is sick.

He pleated on hemog.

To explain it with modern medicine, it is nothing more than pneumonia, bronchodilation, tuberculosis, etc.

More serious, there may be pulmonary hypertension, pulmonary embolism, and lung cancer.

But it doesn't seem to be similar.

Will Qi Refiners also get sick?

No, to be precise, will a dignified apostle get sick?

Since he entered the extraordinary realm, disease has become a very distant noun.

Yi Lin took out modern memories from more than ten years ago and diagnosed himself.

However, modern medicine is based on clinical medicine, imaging and laboratory science. Yi Lin is not professional and has no idea how to start.

He took some time to seek the so-called famous doctor.

Yi Lin even used perception to explore the body for a round, but no problems were found.

"Are you poisoned?"

Yi Lin had doubted this.

After seeing Yi Lin one by one, the so-called famous doctors in the Dagan Dynasty shook their heads secretly and suggested that Yi Lin ask for another Gao Ming.

Finally, what Yi Lin did not expect was that he searched and found the territory of King Zhennan, which is Jingnan City.

In the southeast corner of Jingnan City, there is a doctor named Du Juan.

Don’t look at the name that is sissy, this famous doctor named Du Juan looks like a middle-aged man.

Yi Lin saw at a glance that the other party was a monk, and the other party also saw that Yi Lin was carrying the cultivation level.

The two face to face, smiling and not talking.

"I didn't expect that the owner of the Dignified Bodhisattva Tower, the Clay Bodhisattva, would pretend to be a miracle doctor and stay here. As a Jindan monk, I doubt your level very much."

Yi Lin looked at the smiling middle-aged man and sighed, not drawing his sword.

"I didn't expect that a Jindan monk would get into trouble with the stubborn disease."

He did not ask Yi Lin how he saw that he was a clay Buddha.

Because there is a dry black lotus on the table of the clay Buddha.

There was a pile of yellow mud on the black lotus stamens, like shit.

Others have no shit on black lotus seals, but this black lotus flower has shit. How dare you say that you are not a clay Buddha?

Yi Lin looked at the dried black lotus with her eyes twitching, and she did not agree with the taste of the clay Buddha.

They are all insiders, and only fools can’t tell.

"You really know how to cure diseases?"

Yi Lin looked at the eyes of the Mud Buddha and asked seriously.

If he said no, Yi Lin should draw his sword without saying a word.

"If you want to change it."

The clay Buddha also answered very seriously.

So Yi Lin sat down opposite the Clay Buddha, stretched out her fair and thin arm, and asked casually: "The Bodhisattva Building killed countless people, but you are here to save people, why?"

The clay Buddha put his hand on Yi Lin's vein. He was secretly shocked by the other party's calm demeanor, but his face was extremely calm: "As both monks, don't you know?"

Yi Lin thought for a moment and expressed her thoughts: "Heavenly Tribulation?"

The clay Buddha sighed softly: "Yes, the sins committed too much, and he will suffer the consequences."

As he said that, the clay Buddha opened his clothes. His actions did not mean that he had any intention of being evil, but showed his chest.

On the chest of the clay Buddha, there was a big black spot with a hideous black aura on it.

The clay Buddha showed off his clothes and quickly put on his clothes again, looking like he was fine.

"It's all weird." Yi Lin nodded.

"Yes, there are all kinds of wonders."

"oh?"

The Clay Buddha quickly moved his hand away from Yi Lin's meridian, for fear that the young man with evil spirits would misunderstand the misunderstanding, and said with a smile: "You are talking about you."

"I hope to hear the details."

"Haha," the mud Buddha stood up, walked to the wooden basin beside him and rubbed his hands hard: "If I guess correctly, your birth will definitely be very bumpy."

Yi Lin was stunned.

indeed.

Not to mention how long it took to draw talent balls during the cycle of reincarnation, after he was born, he heard from his parents that they had a very difficult time in Huailinyi back then, and finally went to the Golden Temple to seek blessings. Finally, they had a child when they were old and gave birth to Linyi. If it were difficult, it would be quite bumpy.

Thinking of this, Yi Lin nodded without hiding it.

"It's true." The clay Buddha nodded, and there was a little more amazement in his eyes when he looked at Yi Lin: "Your crux can be explained in one sentence."

"Please tell me, I can add money."

"...No need." The clay Buddha who was rubbing his hands paused, squatted on the ground and turned his back to Yi Lin, and said, "The depression is born with no cure."

"...Can you say something easy to understand? To be honest, I can demolish this city."

"In short, your birth is against the will of heaven. To put it bluntly, your parents are destined to have no words or daughters in this life, but you were born and became a golden elixir monk. If it were not for someone who had confirmed that the cycle of reincarnation had been cut off five thousand years ago, I would not help but wonder that you may be a powerful ancient power reincarnation and reincarnation through a backdoor."

“…”

"The way of heaven is in the dark, and it has its will. Although you have survived the heavenly tribulation, you can avoid it for a while and cannot avoid it for a lifetime. You are destined to die young, and you will be jealous of the genius and live for twenty...well, at most thirty."

"Are you seeing a doctor or fortune teller?"

"The clay Buddha is not talented, and he understands it a little."

The clay Buddha finally finished washing his hands and wiped his hands with a clean towel. He shrugged helplessly: "Your disease cannot be cured. Even if it can be cured, I will not be cured. I don't want to get involved in unnecessary cause and effect anymore, so I'll be thinking about it."

The clay Buddha pointed to the top of his head in a secret way, and his intentions were pointed.

Yi Lin understands it in seconds.

Everyone is the same.

But Yi Lin has the best boss Green, so she is not too panicked about this thing.

Yi Lin asked: "Since you don't want to get too much into cause and effect, why do you want to help Xia Xingchen seize the throne? Of course, if you don't want to say it, then don't say it, just curious."

"One person can attain enlightenment, and the chickens and dogs can ascend to heaven. What's more, he will ascend to the throne of the Emperor of Humanity."

The path of clay Buddha.

"Tsk, these mysterious things are again." Yi Lin sneered.

"Your Excellency doesn't seem to believe in fate."

The clay Buddha frowned and looked at Lin Yi.

Yi Lin shook her head: "I kept saying that I didn't believe it, but I lived like a destined person."

"If your parents didn't give you a gift, you wouldn't have to suffer these."

The expression of the clay Buddha was quite sighing.

"Not blame them."

Although Yi Lin didn't like the words of Clay Buddha, the other party had no malicious intentions to say this. Yi Lin just let it go, turned around and prepared to leave: "Since this disease is unsolvable, then, I'll disturb you."

Yi Lin's reaction seemed much calmer than the Mud Buddha expected.

He doesn't understand why.

He pretended to be a miracle doctor, but he was actually a miracle doctor. Here, he had seen many people whom he had judged as "incurable disease" and cried and wailed. He had also seen a powerful Qi Refiner who did not hesitate to make various arrangements in order to live longer, just to compete for the light of the whole life.

Lin Yi was so calm that he accepted his tragic fate of "destined to live without twenty."

Why?

The clay Buddha developed a strong curiosity about the young man who was about to turn around and leave.

Perhaps it is a professional habit. He likes to observe everyone's facial expressions and body language at that moment before he dies, or before he knows that he will die, so as to guess their complex and desperate inner activities.

The clay Buddha looked at the other person's back as he left,

But Yi Lin suddenly stopped in front of the door, turned around with a smile, and looked at the Mud Buddha: "Are you sure you won't do it? If you don't do it, I'll leave."

The Cassus was stunned suddenly, and there was a little more hidden fear in the eyes of the young man. But after a moment of silence, the Cassussus shook his head: "No need, this is a waste of time."

"I won't pay the medical fee. Your service attitude is bad and there is a bad review."

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To be continued...