Five kinds of medicine in another world

Gu Shijiu's heart moved, as if he had thought of something important, he quickly squatted down and came to Luo Yong's side. He saw a powerful holy power surging in his hands, like a surging wave, and he poured it into Luo Yong without hesitation.

Li Qiufeng's face changed drastically when he saw this. He knew that Luo Yong was in a very dangerous condition and could not be easily touched. He hurriedly tried to stop Gu Shijiu's behavior and shouted:

"Nineteen! Stop! Luo Yong must not be touched now! He has just eaten the third Bodhi seed. If he wants to survive, he can only rely on his own Buddhist practice. If others help him, it will be tantamount to killing him!"

"Zhao Hongling, right? Put Luo Yong down right away and don't touch him."

Hearing Li Qiufeng's cry, Gu Shijiu suddenly realized, and he quickly withdrew his holy power, not daring to delay for a moment. Zhao Hongling, who was standing by, also wiped away the tears from her eyes and quickly put Luo Yong gently on the ground.

Li Qiufeng continued:

"Zhao Hongling, that's it. Don't touch him anymore. This is his only chance to survive. Only through his own efforts and Buddhist practice can he survive this life-and-death crisis. All we can do is pray silently, hoping that he can survive this."

After saying these words, Li Qiufeng, Gu Shijiu and Zhao Hongling all looked at Luo Yong lying on the ground nervously, expecting a miracle to happen.

They knew that Luo Yong's future fate was entirely in his own hands, and all they could do was give him their greatest blessings and support.

Luo Yong sat cross-legged on the cold, hard ground. His whole body emanated a dazzling golden light, like a shining star that made people dare not look directly at him.

Not far from him, a group of people quietly formed a circle, silently guarding Luo Yong. They looked nervous and their eyes never left Luo Yong.

As time went by, the golden light on Luo Yong's body began to flicker. Everyone stared at the flickering golden light on Luo Yong's body, and their mood fluctuated with the unpredictable light.

Every change in the brightness of the golden light tugged at their heartstrings, causing their heartbeats to speed up and their breathing to quicken.

However, just a moment later, something strange happened.

Suddenly, a brilliant golden light flashed across the sky, like a sharp arrow piercing through the darkness, and shone directly on Luo Yong.

In an instant, the flickering golden light on Luo Yong's body was instantly shattered, like a candle extinguished in the wind. At the same time, waves of sad and mournful chirping sounds came from the sky, like weeping and complaining, heartbreaking.

Immediately afterwards, the golden light on Luo Yong's body completely went out, and countless raindrops emitting golden light fell from the sky, hitting the ground in large drops, splashing golden water.

This strange sight shocked everyone present.

"Heavenly mourning? Rain of tears!"

Li Qiufeng, standing in the crowd, murmured in a low voice, his voice filled with endless sadness and sorrow.

He seemed to find it hard to believe what was happening before his eyes, but he could do nothing about it.

"Luo Yong! Impossible, nothing will happen to you. This is absolutely impossible. I will never allow anything to happen to you!!"

Zhao Hongling finally couldn't hold back her grief any longer, and a feeling of extreme sadness and despair suddenly burst out of her body, as if to drown the whole world. Zhao Hongling, with tears in her eyes, could no longer care about anything else, and ran to Luo Yong's side, staring blankly at him who was still sitting on the ground.

"Master Luo Yong is a man of great integrity, courage and wisdom. His attainments in Buddhism are unfathomable, and his mind is as broad as the universe. On behalf of Hengdao Escort Agency, I would like to formally recognize Master Luo Yong as the most outstanding Buddhist master of our time, and erect a monument for him, which will be passed down to future generations, so that his heroic name will be immortal and passed down through the ages!"

Li Qiufeng shouted excitedly.

Many other saints also nodded in agreement.

However, Zhao Hongling was still sobbing softly, and her tears fell to the ground along with the golden rain of tears from the sky.

"Don't cry, Donor Hongling, your face is all red from crying, it doesn't look good anymore."

A soft murmur was heard, and everyone looked sideways at Luo Yong, who had opened his eyes and was smiling, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"Amitabha, fellow donors, I have returned from the Buddha in the West."

After Luo Yong finished speaking, he wanted to stand up, but found that his body was too weak. He barely stood up halfway but fell to the side again.

Seeing this, Zhao Hongling hurriedly helped Luo Yong up and felt distressed when she saw how weak he looked.

"It's good, it's good. Then what's the matter with this rain of sorrow and tears?"

Gu Shijiu ran to Luo Yong and asked in confusion.

"My cultivation was wasted. I went to the West Heaven to debate with the Buddha. Although I won a small victory, I was bound by my own concepts. I had no choice but to give up my cultivation in order to protect myself."

“Perhaps, this can be regarded as a practice of one’s own philosophy.”

Luo Yong still had a faint smile on his face and spoke softly.

"Master is truly a man of high moral character and righteousness!"

Li Qiufeng was the first to lower his head and bowed deeply to Luo Yong to express his admiration for Luo Yong's actions.

You know, there are many monks in the world today, but only a few can truly be called enlightened monks. People like Luo Yong will be respected and admired wherever they go.

Luo Yong smiled slightly, waved his hand gently, and said calmly:

"I have gained a little from this trip to the West. I can say that I won the debate with the Buddha. Otherwise, I would not have been able to return safely. But these are irrelevant. Everything in the world is predestined. Just follow your fate and obey your heart."

As soon as Luo Yong finished speaking, Gu Shijiu, who was standing beside him, could no longer suppress his curiosity and asked:

"Master Luo, what did you debate with the Buddha on your trip to the West this time?"

Luo Yong smiled and replied:

"It's nothing special. It just responds to the three questions raised by the Buddha."

Luo Yong's words were very casual, but they successfully aroused the curiosity of everyone present. Especially Xiao Wuming, who was usually unknown and had a low sense of presence, pricked up his ears and listened attentively. At the same time, the Xuanwu, who had been sleeping in Luo Yong's body, also turned into a physical body at this moment, staring at Luo Yong quietly, as if waiting for his next words. The whole scene became unusually quiet, and everyone focused their eyes on Luo Yong, looking forward to his next story.

Seeing this, Luo Yong smiled helplessly and said:

"Okay, okay, then I'll tell you all about it."