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"Wha, what?"

The master was slightly stunned and asked in a lost voice.

"As long as the master is willing to help save my son's life, I am willing to pay 100 million yuan to support the master!"

Yang Guoliang raised a finger and said in a deep voice.

After hearing what Yang Guoliang said, the master remained silent.

Seeing this, Yang Guoliang stretched out another finger:

"Two hundred million!"

The master glanced at Yang Guoliang and still said nothing.

"Three hundred million!"

"Master, Yang's ability is limited, and this is all I can offer!"

"Master, if you are willing to help me, I am willing to serve you for the rest of my life!"

"If you don't agree, Yang will have to ask someone else for help!"

After a brief pause, Yang Guoliang continued:

"There are so many famous mountains and rivers, famous temples and ancient monasteries in the world, and there are also many talented people!"

"Yang didn't believe it. Is there really no one who can cure my son's strange disease?"

After hearing what Yang Guoliang said, the master couldn't help but sigh and said:

"Mr. Yang, you have known me for nearly twenty years. Don't you know what kind of person I am?"

"Looking around the world, there are indeed many talented people, and there are even more people who can cure your son's strange disease."

"but……"

Having said this, the master paused for a moment before continuing:

"Your master has been invaded by an external evil. If the external evil is not eliminated, your master will never have peace!"

Having said this, the master paused again, glanced at Yang Guoliang, and then continued:

"There are indeed many people in the world who can cure your son's strange disease, but they are not in the East China Sea!"

"Within three days, it will be absolutely difficult for you to find a second person who can cure your son!"

"three……"

Yang Guoliang's expression suddenly changed, and he said in a lost voice:

"Master, what do you mean? Please explain clearly!"

"Humph! You already have the answer in your mind, why do you need me to explain it to you?"

"Your young master has been invaded by an external evil. If the external evil is not eliminated, your young master will only have three days left to live!"

"Three, three days!"

Yang Guoliang's face suddenly changed, and he fell to the ground involuntarily, as if all his strength had been drained away.

Before he fell to the ground, the master flicked his whisk and supported Yang Guoliang.

"Five, five hundred million!"

"Master, as long as you are willing to help my child, Yang is willing to offer 500 million assets to you to help you practice!"

Coming back to his senses, Yang Guoliang hurriedly knelt down in front of the master and spoke urgently.

"Mr. Yang, let me say the same thing. We have known each other for twenty years. If I can help your son, how can I stand by and watch him die?"

"To rescue Young Master Ling, even if I take action, it will consume a lot of mana."

"Now is the critical moment for me to sprint to the foundation-building stage. I really can't be distracted!"

"Master, as long as you are willing to help my child, Yang is willing to give everything he has to support you!"

"Master, I am willing to make up for the lost mana and cultivation as much as possible!"

"Master, please have mercy!"

As he spoke, Yang Guoliang prostrated himself before the master.

The master pondered for a moment, flicked his whisk, and Yang Guoliang felt that he was lifted up from the ground by a huge force, and he stood up involuntarily.

"Master!~"

Yang Guoliang suddenly widened his eyes in surprise and looked at the master.

"Wulian Tianzun, the deep love between the layman and his son really touched me."

"Forget it. I will use some of my magical powers to help you drive away the evil and return to your true self!"

"However, you must not forget what the layman just said!"

"After curing your son, I will go into seclusion to practice and strive to reach the foundation-building stage."

“When the time comes, we will need the lay Buddhists’ great help.”

"Thank you, Master. Please rest assured, I will never forget what I just said!"

Yang Guoliang was overjoyed and said quickly:

"As long as you can cure my child, Yang is willing to donate 500 million assets to support the master and help him practice..."

Before he finished speaking, the master continued:

"Not only that, I also need five thousand pieces of emerald green jade and seventy-seven forty-nine twenty-eight-year-old furnace tripods to help me reach the foundation-building stage!"

After hearing the master's words, Yang Guoliang was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said:

"No problem, as long as the child can be cured, Yang will do his best to meet the master's requirements!"

After hearing what Yang Guoliang said, the master didn't say anything more. He just nodded slightly, then walked forward, walked to Yang Fan, pinched his sword finger, drew a magic talisman in the air, and chanted in a low voice:

"Taishang Laojun, hurry up and obey the command! Quick!~"

The sword finger touched Yang Fan's forehead, and then slowly pulled upwards, as if pulling on something transparent and invisible.

Following the master's movements, Yang Fan, who was lying on the hospital bed, seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and his entire upper body was lifted up by the master.

In an instant, a layer of dense beads of sweat appeared on the master's forehead, and a solemn look appeared on his face!

Seeing this, Yang Guoliang, who was standing by, held his breath and didn't even dare to breathe.

After about five or six minutes, Yang Fan, who was lying on the hospital bed, was almost pulled up to sit up by the master with an invisible force, and the expression on his face became even more painful, hideous and terrifying.

Suddenly, Yang Fan started to curse:

"Foul Taoist priest, evil Taoist priest, you aided and abetted the tyrant, you shall not die a good death!"

The voice was very sharp and high-pitched, just like the voice of an eight-year-old child, and it was completely different from Yang Fan's original voice!

Yang Guoliang's face changed and he whispered:

"Master, my son..."

"Layman, this is not your son, this is an outsider!"

The master said in a deep voice, and then he flicked his whisk and shouted:

"How dare you, a bold ghost, stay in the mortal world and harm goodness!"

"Aren't you afraid that I can use the Five Thunders to destroy your body and turn you into ashes, so that you will never be reborn?"

"Even if I turn to ashes and never reincarnate, I will drag that thief named Yang along with me to avenge the extermination of my Hu family!"

Yang Fan had a ferocious expression and screamed in a sharp voice.

"You dare!"

The master shouted loudly, hit Yang Fan on the head with his whisk, and shouted sternly:

"The universe is boundless, the law of heaven and earth is righteous, the five thunders slay the evil, destroy! ~"

"Poof!~"

There was a slight sound, just like a balloon being popped. A look of pain appeared on Yang Fan's face. He screamed "Ah!" and his whole body fell straight down on the hospital bed again.

Yang Guoliang's heart tightened, and he shouted urgently:

"Master, my son..."

"Wulian Tianzun!~"

The master waved his whisk, wiped the sweat off his face, took out another jade pendant, hung it around Yang Fan's neck, then turned around and said to Yang Guoliang:

"Mr. Yang, your son's external evil has been eliminated, and he is no longer in danger."

"Really?"

Yang Guoliang's face lit up with joy, his eyes sparkled, and he said in surprise.

"Infinite Heavenly Venerable, monks do not tell lies."

"However, please remember that the jade pendant on your young master must not be taken off his body!"

"Remember, remember!"

"Yes, Yang will remember it. Thank you, Master." Yang Guoliang said hurriedly.

"Wulian Tianzun, please prepare a quiet room for me. I need to meditate and recuperate."

"Okay, okay, no problem, no problem, I'll arrange it right away, I'll arrange it right away!"

Yang Guoliang said hurriedly, and then shouted loudly:

"Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei!"

"boss."

Xiao Hei, the bodyguard outside the intensive care unit, pushed the door and walked in.

"Quick, prepare a quiet room for the master right away, the best quiet room!"

"Also, find two, no, four, four sixteen-year-old girls!"

"Remember, it must be a girl!"

"be quick!"

"Yes, boss!"

Xiao Hei bowed in response, glanced quickly at the master, and turned to leave the intensive care unit.

"Master, are you satisfied with this arrangement?"

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, thank you for your help, layman."