Zen shook his head weakly.

Feng Yu could not help but be anxious. If the internal injury on Zen continues, the consequences will be unimaginable. These days, he is obviously trying to support, "Zen master..."

"I'm a monk. I've long been empty. I don't have to worry about life and death. I really don't have to worry about my kindness. I know my body best." Zen shook his head again and refused Feng Yu's kindness. On the surface, he didn't want Feng Yu to bother and waste time for him. "It has just rained heavily for two days and nights. Many people must have been affected. If you are willing, benefactor, try your best to help those affected people. Amitabha." As he said this, he put his hands together again and thought of the compassion of the innocent people.

Feng Yu didn't know whether the monks were so self sacrificing. "I will mobilize human and material resources to help the people affected by the disaster, but you, master Zen..."

"Pooh......" just as Feng Yu was talking, he spat out another mouthful of blood, and his face became whiter and whiter.

Feng Yu was so anxious that she blurted out her worry and said, "master Zen..."

"No... no harm... Cough..." as he said, he coughed uncontrollably. Blood began to overflow along the corners of Zen's lips. If a little red plum fell on Zen's cassock, it was shocking.

"Come on, come here and lose your qi to the master. First stabilize the master's heart pulse." Feng Yu looked at it and hurriedly gave orders to the dark guard who followed in.

Dark Wei nodded and went forward without saying a word. When he got behind Zen, he lost his true Qi to Zen.

After a while——

Zen's pulse eased slightly. After repeatedly confirming her pulse, Feng Yu put her heart down slightly.

The Zen slowly ran for a week with the true Qi input from the dark Wei, adjusted his breath for a while, and thanked Feng Yu and the dark Wei: "I'm much better."

"Master Zen, you'd better go back and leave the city with me immediately." Feng Yu said again.

"Benefactor..."

"If you don't agree, if you can't cure you, I really have no face to accept the mental skill written by you. Please take it back. " I don't know what happened between Zen and Shangguan Feihong more than 20 years ago, and I never thought that Zen had been a monk for so many years. Zen still had such a deep idea in his heart that he promised cangyueyu to set up a bureau to calculate. She had already been here waiting for her and Xin mogo. Fengyu said with great sincerity, and quickly returned her mind skill and hands with words.

"Well... Almsgiver, you... Well, I'll go with almsgiver." Zen reluctantly agreed.

Feng Yu was immediately delighted. "Master, is this true?"

He nodded.

"Well, it's not too late. We'll go back and leave the city right away." Feng Yu said and hurriedly asked the dark guards to prepare. By the way, she asked the two dark guards to go ahead and prepare all the herbs she wanted one by one. She was waiting for her to leave the palace.

Dark guard takes orders and goes down to do it immediately.

Zen seemed to suddenly think of something at this time. After watching dark Wei leave, he hesitated and said to Feng Yu: "since I accidentally saw the benefactor and Xin Shizi two days ago, I can't help but recall the meeting and intersection with Lord Xin again and again in the past two days. Now, in a twinkling of an eye, we are all old and have been for so many years. I wonder if you can arrange with Xin Shizi. I want to see Lord Xin. "