Taoist temple in the mountains

Chapter 409, Infinite Merits

The three-pointed knife appeared in Li Yun's hand, and the three eyes appeared, holding the long knife like a god of war. Next to it, Ling Yuqian's folded paper crane also slowly flew up.

One, two, ten, one hundred, one thousand!

The colorful paper cranes danced one after another, like a miracle.

All the paper cranes were blowing up with the wind, and there were few people on the top floor, only the Ling family and some doctors were here. Whether it was the white dragon in front of them or the flying paper cranes, their minds went blank for a while.

"Am I hallucinating? What the hell." Wang Yanhong only felt her head buzzing, and she was about to stop thinking. Everything in front of her was so wonderful that she was almost bewildered.

Flying white cranes flew around Li Yun's side, Li Yun also stretched out his palm, and one of the paper cranes rested on his palm, as if alive.

Massive merits and virtues appeared on Ling Hui's head, presenting a form dotted with golden light. In Li Yun's words, it can be described as "immeasurable merits and virtues". Man is a dragon.

They are also doctors who save people. Although Wang Hongyan and other doctors have merits, they are not as strong as Ling Hui. Especially some doctors have karma on their bodies. Merit.
"Hanging the pot to help the world and saving people's lives has great merit. If you reincarnate as a human, you will be rich and powerful, and if you reincarnate as a heavenly man, you will enjoy the family relationship forever." Li Yun said lightly: "But such things as merit can't be given to this life after all. In the age of Shinto, for people, merit is also something to cultivate in the afterlife, but for many people, the most important thing is to cultivate in this life."

The sound of Hongmeng is like a big Lu Hongzhong, directly hitting the hearts of the people around. At this time, the people around have an illusion, that is, the people in front of them don't speak, but they know what they are saying.
"I don't ask for the past life, I don't ask for the afterlife, I only ask for this life." Li Yun looked at Ling Yuqian and said, "For this, you only need to pay for the jade pendant on your chest, are you willing?"

On Ling Yuqian's chest, there is a small jade pendant hanging. This pendant looks ordinary, and its quality is not very good. It is only the quality of a 50 yuan jade pendant on the market, but Li Yun knows that he came The purpose is this jade pendant.

Without further ado, Ling Yuqian took out the jade pendant on his chest, and held it in front of Li Yun with both hands.

Li Yun smiled slightly and took the jade pendant.

"Your fate, the poor should agree—"

The white paper cranes surround the jade pendant, manifesting into the figure of an old man with a white beard, dressed in a yellow robe, with a yin and yang jade pendant around his waist, and holding a green banana fan.

Li Yun recognized this image as a standard portrait of the Supreme Lord.

"It's grandpa! It's really grandpa! Little Qianzhe's paper cranes are really useful!" Ling Yuqian said with an excited expression.

The virtual image of Taishang Laojun quickly dissipated, and the little red light emitted by the jade pendant enveloped the paper cranes.

"Bai Chen—"

The spiritual power on the three-pointed knife was wrapped around Li Yun's palm, and the spiritual power increased, hitting the paper cranes over and over again.

"In the name of the poor, I call for miracles, and the Taishang Laojun is in a hurry like a law"

Just when Ling Hui was about to swallow his last breath, the golden light turned into some sweet rain and sprinkled on his body, and the burn marks were recovering visible to the naked eye.

When the three-pointed knife was in full swing, everyone had a hallucination, and there was a white dragon dancing around the white crane in front of them
Wang Yanhong looked at what happened in front of her with a trembling face.

"What is this? A miracle!"

After a long time, the light faded away, whether it was the white dragon dancing around the paper crane or the three-eyed Taoist holding a long spear, they all disappeared.

As if it had never existed before, the thousand origami cranes that represented prayers also disappeared.

The only thing that existed was the healed Ling Hui, Ling Hui whose festering burn wound gradually became normal.

"It's a miracle. What happened just now will definitely cause a sensation when it's posted on the Internet. I'm going to become an Internet celebrity." One of the little nurses was full of excitement. She was taking pictures just now.

However, when I checked the video, I found that there was nothing but a vast expanse of whiteness.
"Ah, my dream of becoming popular."

The little nurse wailed for a while, but the people around ignored her. Ye Hong kept kneeling down and begging for the gods.

Wang Yanhong, without saying a word, led the doctors into the ward, checked Ling Hui's condition, and said excitedly while checking: "It's incredible, is there really a god in this world? He actually saved his life! The burns are also there. Slow healing and the infection is all gone omg"

One of the older doctors took off his glasses, wiped them first, and then said.

"Sure enough, there are gods in the sky. Let me just say, how could all the things of the ancestors be deceiving, gods, gods"

And Liu Jiali and Ling Yuqian rushed in, and they both stared blankly at Ling Hui on the hospital bed.

As if sensing Ling Yuqian's arrival, Ling Hui slowly opened his eyes, turned his head, looked at Ling Yuqian weakly and murmured: "Xiaoqian, why are you crying? Who made you cry? Dad will help you find a place to beat that bastard to death."

Ling Yu burst into tears, threw herself on Ling Hui's body without saying a word, and burst into tears. The surrounding doctors didn't stop them, and let the father and daughter pour out their emotions .

Ling Hui also slowly opened his arms, hugging Ling Yuqian.

"Although I don't know what happened, my dear girl, Dad is back, no one will bully you anymore"

"Hmm..." Ling Yuqian held Ling Hui's hand tightly, as if she was tired, and soon fell asleep, sleeping soundly and sweetly, forgetting all troubles and burdens.

Liu Jiali, who was standing by the side, said with some embarrassment.

"Hello, my name is Liu Jiali. Do you still remember? It was the little girl who treated my father five years ago and made me a paper crane."

"Oh, it's you? I remembered, you were crying so much that day, you're obviously such an adult." Ling Hui looked at Liu Jiali and smiled, he could tell that Ling Yuqian liked her very much.

"Well, I'm Xiaoqian's class teacher. These days, Xiaoqian has really suffered too many grievances, but Xiaoqian is really strong, much stronger than me. Dr. Ling is really a great father. "Liu Jiali said that she couldn't stop the car.

As they talked, there was a red thread called fate, which slowly connected the two of them.
(End of this chapter)