However, Shui Wudao, Huo Shura and others were also very powerful, and countless immortal powers were sprinkled with waves.

The many immortal powers attached to the tourists can help them nourish their bodies and protect their lives at critical moments.

This kind of gift is indeed quite a bit.

The tourists seemed to have felt the gift from Shui Wudao and others, and they couldn't help but feel more pious in their hearts.

The monk in charge of the commentary before looked at Shui Wudao in surprise, and then glanced at Jin Dajian and the other four. Since they had found someone with a destiny today, they probably wouldn't continue to stay in Shaolin Temple in Songshan from today.

When they were here, the fellows and brothers in Shaolin Temple would always come over to pay their respects from time to time.

Although it is impossible to always receive their gifts, they can still feel some benefits.

But now...

"Master! Please tell your abbot that we will visit you later!" Shui Wudao said to the monk in harmony.

When the monk heard this, he was overjoyed. He actually spoke to him and wondered if he would have any impact on his fate in the future.

Then after repeatedly thanking each other, the monk immediately ran towards the hinterland of Shaolin Temple.

As for the tourists who are constantly worshiping, Shui Wudao naturally dispersed them.

When he walked into the small restaurant, Tuzhazha hurried to apologize to Zhang Wuyou, but Zhang Wuyou naturally would not care about this little thing.

Moreover, with the gathering of the Five Qi True Lord, his strength instantly increased a lot. This is the most essential force, so there will be no unstable phenomena at all.

As several people described it, Zhang Wuyou also understood that this time the Luochentai accident made the immortal gods live in a difficult life.

But everything has passed. Under his leadership in the future, he will definitely let the gods of the immortals reach a higher level.

Just as the few people were chatting about the past, they didn't expect that the little guy who greeted Zhang Wuyou before was actually held by his father and came to Zhang Wuyou again.

But when he just entered the small restaurant, he knelt down.

"Where is a god! Please save my son Xiaowei!" Xiaowei's father said, and kept kowtowing.

Seeing this, Zhang Wuyou hurriedly stepped forward to support him, "Brother, if you have anything to do, just tell me, what's going on with Xiaowei's body?"

Xiaowei's father was helped up by Zhang Wuyou, but he was a little excited and didn't say anything for a while.

When Huoshura heard this, he sighed, "Your Majesty, this little guy is also unlucky. I know a little about him. Why don't I talk to you!"

"Yeah, you said!"

"Xiaowei seems to have been like this a year ago, but a year ago, he is a little fatter than now!" Huo Shura said, looking at Xiaowei, and saw that Xiaowei was skinny and bony at this time, with two big eyes bulging out.

But his legs and arms were thin as if there was no flesh or blood.

However, he was still able to stand, thanks to his strong perseverance. Over the past year, I don’t know how long he has been practicing for persistent exercise.

Listening to Huo Shura's words, Zhang Wuyou also understood Xiaowei's affairs.

It turned out that a year ago, Xiaowei was just a sunny and clean child. At that time, Xiaowei was eight years old and had seen too many hardships of his father.

So the eight-year-old Xiaowei already understood the greatness of fatherly love.

At that time, in order to help his father cut two extra loads of wood to sell, he walked into an area where his father strictly ordered him not to enter.

In it, no one knows what Xiaowei has experienced.

Xiaowei's father searched for Xiaowei for a long time outside, but he couldn't find Xiaowei. In the end, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk into the penalty area.

But he had just entered the penalty area and hadn't even taken ten steps before he discovered Xiaowei.

But at that time, Xiaowei was already in a coma.

When Xiaowei woke up again, Xiaowei's father found that Xiaowei suddenly started to get anorexia, and his physical condition was getting worse and worse.

In order to find out the cause of Xiaowei's disease, Xiaowei's father can be said to have traveled to all hospitals, clinics, and pharmacies near Songshan!

He has been to any place related to illness.

The result was very unsatisfactory.

Finally, a rural villager told Xiaowei's father that there were masters living in the Shaolin Temple in Songshan. If he could take Xiaowei to find help, there might be a glimmer of hope.

With the hope of inadvertently, Xiaowei's father has climbed up to the Shaolin Temple more than once.

However, no one in Shaolin Temple could help Xiaowei see a doctor, and he finally found the four Huoshura.

After hearing this, Zhang Wuyou finally had a little understanding of Xiaowei, the poor little guy.

But after he understood this, his eyes looked at Huo Shura a little bad.

"Your Majesty, we want to treat this little guy's illness, but we have no choice!" Huo Shura was afraid that Zhang Wuyou would settle the score with him, so he quickly explained.

"It's really so difficult." Zhang Wuyou frowned, then reached out and grabbed Xiaowei's hand, but Xiaowei didn't resist.

A trace of chaotic energy penetrated into Xiaowei's body, looking for the root of the disease.

In the end, he found two spiritual energy in Xiaowei's heart.

These two spiritual energy actually merged into a stable spherical object. They each occupy one side and there will always be some collisions from time to time. The aftermath of the collision also constantly trembled Xiaowei's heart.

Zhang Wuyou knew that Xiaowei's heart might be unpleasant, but he didn't expect that this little guy would not reveal anything at all. He couldn't help but increase his rating for the little guy a lot.

"It's no wonder you!" Zhang Wuyou breathed. He knew that Huoshura really couldn't cure the little guy's illness.

"Little guy, I really don't know whether to say you are unlucky or you are happy!" Zhang Wuyou looked at Xiaowei and shook his head helplessly.

"God, can you save my son?" Xiaowei's father looked full of hope.

"Well, I can save you!" Zhang Wuyou gave him a positive answer, but these short three words, in Xiaowei's father's opinion, were even more precious than ten thousand gold.

"Come on, eat something first, wait a moment, and I'll think about how to treat Xiaowei!"

Zhang Wuyou said, and asked Huo Shura and others to sit down, as well as Xiaowei and Xiaowei's father.

But Xiaowei's father pulled the corner of his clothes. He had no money, so he said nervously, "God, you eat, I'm not hungry!"

"Don't call me a god or a fairy, just call me Mr. Zhang!" Zhang Wuyou pretended to be angry.

"Mr. Zhang!" Xiaowei's father shouted softly.

"Well, sit down and eat something, don't have money for you!" Zhang Wuyou said, and slowly began to ponder.

Xiaowei's illness is not so much a disease, but rather a demonic energy and fairy energy that are entering the body at the same time, causing physical damage.
Chapter completed!