Rebirth of the Siberian Tiger: The younger sister is actually the reincarnation of the empress!

Chapter 229: What a shitty national master, is he worthy of being compared with my eldest brother?

"Bald donkey, you want to snatch the job from the old Taoist with your mediocre skills? Dream on!"

"Amitabha, old blind man - I will kill you!"

"Fake monk..."

"Ox nose..."

On the first floor, someone walked over quickly. Dean Lin frowned, looking at the extremely chaotic scene in front of him.

I saw a blind old Taoist and a monk arguing. The two sides were pushing and shoving each other, and the monk almost pulled the Taoist's beard off. If there hadn't been several staff members intervening from time to time, it looked like a fight would have broken out.

Among them, the blind old Taoist priest was wearing a simple green Taoist robe. He was thin, with white hair and beard, and shifty eyes. Although he could not see, it did not seem to affect his ability to distinguish people and objects at all. It seemed that having vision or not had no effect on him at all.

The monk who called himself a wine-drinking and meat-eating monk wore a moon-white monk's robe with two gourds hanging around his waist. He had a fat head and big ears, and a pair of small eyes that were narrowed into a line.

"what happened?"

Dean Lin walked forward, glanced at the Taoist and the monk, and his pupils shrank.

These two people are indeed not simple. The aura on their bodies is restrained and does not come out. Their strength is extraordinary.

"Dean Lin!"

Seeing Dean Lin coming over, the people who were trying to stop the fight all breathed a sigh of relief.

Someone immediately said, "President Lin, these two people somehow learned about the Little Sword Immortal's injury and barged in, saying they wanted to treat the Little Sword Immortal... They had a disagreement and started arguing."

"Gentlemen, I don't care where you got the news from. I only want to ask you one question: are you sure you can cure the little sword fairy?"

Faintly sensing the extraordinaryness of the two men, Dean Lin didn't care what they were thinking. The most important thing right now was to cure the little sword fairy, so he asked directly.

The monk and the Taoist who were arguing just now stopped after Dean Lin came. Now seeing the other party asking questions, they immediately came over hurriedly.

Although the blind Taoist priest was blind, he was able to walk very fast, several steps ahead of the short-legged monk. He stroked his long beard and said with a smile, "This must be Dean Lin! I have heard of your great name for a long time, and today I finally get to meet you. I am from Wudang Mountain, and my cultivation is still shallow. You can just call me the blind Taoist priest.

This time, I came here specifically for the Little Sword Immortal. The Little Sword Immortal has cleared many ferocious beasts for our Dragon Kingdom and has done great deeds. He really shouldn't suffer this hardship!
I have a Chaofeng Changchun Pill here, which has many medicinal effects such as regenerating broken limbs, eliminating all kinds of poisons, and regenerating internal organs. Except for not being able to bring the dead back to life, it can save the patient no matter what kind of injury he has. "

As he spoke, the blind Taoist took out a small, translucent jade bottle from his bosom. In an instant, a bright red light emanated from the bottle. A thumb-sized red pill appeared, and it looked like a red bead. There was a faint flame all around it, and it looked extremely extraordinary.

"Chaofeng Changchun Pill!"

Dean Lin's heart moved, and he looked at the pill in the jade bottle, his eyes changed.

Although we don’t know the efficacy of this pill and whether it can cure the little sword fairy’s injuries, the identity of the Taoist who can come up with such a precious pill must be extraordinary.

The monk who loves meat and drinks at the side finally found an opportunity and hurriedly introduced himself to Dean Lin with a smile on his face: "Amitabha! I am from Mount Wutai. Dean Lin, you can call me by the Buddhist name Jiurou.

I have a unique skill - Glazed Buddha Light, which can save the dying and heal the wounded. It can heal all kinds of fatal injuries in an instant. It has extraordinary efficacy and does not cause the harm of erysipelas! "

As he spoke, the Drunken Monk put his hands together, and in an instant, a faint golden Buddha light emerged from his palms, illuminating all directions. The entire hall was like a spring breeze, giving people a feeling of warmth.

"This... Blind Taoist Priest, and the Wine and Meat Master, both of you are indeed capable people, so let's go together! Please follow me!"

After seeing the Buddha's light, Dean Lin was already mostly convinced. Since these two people were not ordinary people, he no longer hesitated. The situation was urgent, so he decided to let them try together!

Hearing this, Blind Eye and Jiurou did not refuse and nodded. Then, under the leadership of Dean Lin, everyone quickly went upstairs and came to the ward where the Little Sword Fairy was.

At this moment, the little sword fairy was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face. He was still unconscious, and his breath was weak and seemed to be absent.

"You two, please give it a try!"

Dean Lin looked at the two people standing beside the bed and said with anticipation in his eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, the two people beside him started to attack. Among them, the Drunken Monk showed a look of compassion, and Buddha's light emerged from his right palm, completely covering the little sword fairy.

The blind Taoist took out the Chaofeng Changchun Pill and hung it in the air. He waved his hand and the pill instantly turned into a ball of red water. In a breath, it changed into a red water dragon and flew into the mouth of the little sword fairy.

With the help of the two, in just a few moments, the little sword fairy's aura became stronger and stronger, and his originally pale face gradually turned rosy, and his injuries had obviously improved.

"Moved!"

Suddenly, Assistant Zhang beside him exclaimed in surprise.

The little sword fairy's tightly closed eyes suddenly moved, and the next moment, they slowly opened.

However, she was still a little weak at this time and could only look at the few people without saying a word.

"Just wake up!"

Dean Lin was also very happy when he saw this scene. These two people were really capable and they really saved the little sword fairy!

Half a quarter of an hour later, because the little sword fairy still needed to recuperate, Dean Lin brought the blind Taoist and the wine-drinking monk to the outside of the ward.

"Master, your cultivation must be extraordinary! I wonder if you two are interested in joining our Extraordinary Guild. If you are interested, the guild will offer a large number of spiritual objects every month... In addition, if you can defeat the Black Demon Tiger, our Dragon Country will be able to offer spiritual treasures."

Sensing the extraordinaryness of the two, Dean Lin tried to recruit them.

After hearing this, both the blind Taoist and the wine-drinking monk were moved.

"Amitabha, the Black Demon Tiger is harming the people of Dragon Country, so I must take action to restore peace to the human race!"

The wine-drinking and meat-eating monk clasped his hands together, with a look of compassion.

The blind Taoist priest next to him was not willing to lag behind, and said righteously, "It is the responsibility of our generation of Taoists to slay demons and eliminate evil. We have no choice but to do so!"

Immediately, satisfied smiles appeared on the faces of Dean Lin, Assistant Zhang and others.

……

Not long after, the Dragon Kingdom officials issued a message, appointing the wine-drinking monk and the blind Taoist as the national masters, who were more powerful than Lei Hu and would suppress all the demons and monsters in the Dragon Kingdom. At the same time, they also secretly guided public opinion, belittled Lei Hu, and suppressed the momentum of inviting Lei Hu to come out of seclusion.

There are even comments online that the two national masters are a hundred times stronger than the mythical beast Thunder Tiger.

Su Province, Yinyue Mountain.

When Fang Yuan saw the message on the communicator, he immediately showed disdain.

"What kind of rubbish is this Imperial Master? Is he worthy of being compared to my eldest brother?"

(End of this chapter)