C1 Flowing Cloud Monastery Master

Early morning, Ashen Cloud Mountain, Flowing Cloud Abbey.

Dressed in a navy blue Daoist robe, Qin Tian was painting in his study. It was a Mountain and River Diagram, with lush trees and vivid rivers. Even the current master painters could not compare to it.

At this time, a Taoist boy rushed over and said: "Temple Master, the Chairman of North Country has come to ask for medicine. He is already terminally ill and only has half a breath left."

Hearing this, Qin Tian put down the brush in his hand and said, "Go to the Spirit Medicine Pavilion and get him a Soul Returning Pill. Collect a hundred million from him and tell him that if the North Country dares to have any ideas about my Dragon Country in the future, he will definitely die."

"Yes, sir."

The Taoist boy bowed and walked out of the study room.

"Temple Master, the Shrine's Shadow is here. He assassinated a big shot of West Country and is heavily injured. Right now, his life is hanging by a thread."

Without waiting for Qin Tian to raise his brush again, another Taoist boy ran in with a panicked expression.

"The people of the Shrine have always been patriotic. Give him a Spirit Yuan Pill, there's no need to take the money."

Waving his hand, Qin Tian signaled the Taoist boy to leave.

"Temple Master, someone sent a letter."

After a while, the third Taoist boy barged into the study room. However, he was not asking for medicine for someone else. Instead, he held a purple envelope in his hands.

"Master actually told me to go down the mountain and get married. Oh, so he found the Water Spirit Bead and the Pure Yin Body. I can make a trip there."

After reading the letter, Qin Tian's furrowed brows relaxed. Then, he took out a dragon-shaped jade pendant from the envelope. This was his wedding token.

The master that Qin Tian was talking about was the Medicine Saint, Mad Taoist. Five years ago, Qin Tian and his master went to participate in the medical convention. On the way back, they were ambushed, causing Qin Tian to be infected with fire toxin.

Even though his and Mad Taoist's medical skills were already profound, they couldn't do anything to this thing.

Every time the fire toxin flared up, Qin Tian felt as if he was in a raging inferno. He was in extreme pain.

At first, the fire toxin would only flare up once every six months, but now the time had been shortened by half, and this was the result of Qin Tian using his inner strength to suppress it.

If he wanted to completely remove the fire toxin, Qin Tian had to marry a woman with a pure Yin body. The Water Spirit Bead was the trigger, and he needed the other party to consume it first.

Three years ago, Mad Taoist passed on the position of the temple master to Qin Tian and went down the mountain to help him search for these two things. Finally, there was news.

"Pass down my orders. From now on, I will no longer receive any patients. Let Martial Nephew Ling Zhi temporarily take the position of the Temple Master. I have to go down the mountain."

After saying that to the Taoist boy, Qin Tian returned to his bedroom and changed into an ordinary set of casual clothes.

However, before he could walk out of the room, a series of noises came from the courtyard. Then, a Taoist boy with a swollen face ran in.

"Monastery master, didn't you say that you were going to stop seeing patients? But a girl came in and insisted that you go out and see her yourself. I tried to stop her, but she beat me so badly."

The little Taoist boy's miserable appearance made Qin Tian frown slightly.

"Let's go out and take a look."

Ever since Qin Tian took over the position of the temple master, no one dared to cause trouble in the Flowing Cloud Abbey.

After he finished speaking, Qin Tian took the lead and walked out. The little Taoist boy followed behind him.

At this moment, there were a few people standing in the courtyard, led by a girl in her early twenties.

She had short hair that reached her ears, a fair face, and a pair of crescent eyes that flashed with a trace of light.

Although she wasn't wearing a military uniform, she was still handsome and eye-catching.

Behind her were four strong men in tight clothes. One of them was pushing a wheelchair, and on the wheelchair sat an old man in his seventies.

The old man's face was very pale. One look and one could tell that he was beyond cure.

He was wearing a breathing mask, and he was holding a respirator the size of a palm, constantly supplying him with oxygen.

However, even so, the elder's breathing was still extremely rapid. From time to time, he would cough violently and spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm.

This group of people was surrounded by a group of little Taoist boys, but they did not panic at all. It could be seen that they all had martial arts, especially the girl in the lead.

"Did you hurt my Taoist boy?"

Staring at the girl, Qin Tian's voice was indifferent. The girl also looked at him and snorted coldly. "If you stop me, you will become like him."

"Go and call your monastery master out to treat my grandfather's illness. If he is negligent, I will tear down your monastery."

In most people's minds, the master of the temple was an old man with a white beard. Qin Tian was about the same age as the girl, so the other party did not think of him as the legendary doctor.

The girl looked very aggressive, but Qin Tian smiled faintly. He glanced at the old man and said, "Late stage lung cancer, and it has already been transferred to the liver and kidney. He has at most a month left."

Qin Tian's voice was not loud, but everyone present could hear him clearly.

The girl and the men in tight clothes were all shocked because what Qin Tian said was right.

To be able to diagnose the patient's illness with just a glance, it seemed that the young man in front of him was Godly Doctor Qin.

"Then hurry up and help my grandfather treat his illness. It doesn't matter how much it costs. If you can't cure him, then don't blame me for being impolite."

The girl's eyes were filled with excitement, but Qin Tian sneered and said, "With your attitude, I'm not interested in diagnosing his illness. Apologize to him, and then you can leave."

Looking straight at the girl, Qin Tian's voice did not have a trace of emotion.

Hearing this, the girl's face immediately darkened. She stared at Qin Tian and said, "I'll give you one more chance to help my grandfather treat his illness. Otherwise, there is no need for this temple to exist."

After she finished speaking, a faint killing intent surged out of the girl's body. Qin Tian frowned slightly and said, "I have no obligation to treat your grandfather. His life and death have nothing to do with me."

If the other party asked nicely, maybe Qin Tian would give him a pill to let the old man live a little longer.

However, since the girl was so arrogant, Qin Tian naturally would not be threatened by her.

"I gave you face, but you didn't want it. Today, I will beat you to a pulp."

Her eyes became sharp. The next moment, the girl stomped on the ground and shot towards Qin Tian like an arrow.

The girl clenched her fist and rushed towards Qin Tian's face with a gust of wind.

"No wonder you dared to fight here. Your inner strength has already reached the entry level."

The corner of Qin Tian's mouth curled up slightly, but he didn't have any intention of dodging. When the girl's fist was about to hit his face, Qin Tian raised his palm and slapped the girl's fist at a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye.

Being hit by Qin Tian's palm, the girl felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She quickly retracted her arm and retreated.

After retreating more than ten steps, the girl finally stopped. Then, she pulled out a pistol from her body and pointed the black muzzle at Qin Tian's head.