This monk is a bit mean

Chapter 272 Yin Lao 3

"Zhi'er!"

"Oh……"

"Master Ning, what is the venue fee?" Yun Shu asked in confusion.

"Uh... Fellow Daoist, you know that our Yunhai Sect is short of resources, and it cost a lot to build the cenotaph..."

"What does that have to do with me?" Yun Shu asked.

"Fellow Daoist borrowed our Yunhai Sect's venue to survive the tribulation, and our sect's cenotaph was razed to the ground by your lightning tribulation."

"So, fellow Taoist, shouldn't you make some compensation to our sect?"

Sect Leader Ning said with a smile.

"Shouldn't!" Yun Shu refused cleanly and neatly.

"No...fellow Daoist, you can't be unreasonable!" Sect Leader Ning never expected that the monk would refuse so straightforwardly.

"What destroyed your cenotaph?"

"It was flattened by lightning."

"That's none of my business?"

"No, this lightning was caused by the Taoist fellow's tribulation!"

"It is my own fault to endure the tribulation, and it is up to the lightning to strike me. I did not ask it to do so. You should ask for compensation from the lightning." After Yun Shu finished speaking, he closed his eyes and rested, no longer paying attention to Master Ning.

What a scoundrel!

He's just a super scoundrel!

Sect Leader Ning had never seen such a shameless person in his life!

"Fellow Daoist, you can't be so shameless. At least we, the master and disciple, carried you back from the ruins and bandaged your wounds."

“Although our sect’s cenotaph was destroyed by lightning from the sky, that was also caused by the fact that fellow Taoist was undergoing a catastrophe on our territory.”

"Besides anything else, since you are going to transcend the tribulation on the territory of our Yunhai Sect, we must at least give you some venue fee!"

Sect Leader Ning spoke a lot of truths in a row.

Yunshu pretended to be dead and didn't respond at all.

"Fellow Daoist? Fellow Daoist!" Sect Leader Ning would not let Yun Shu get away with it like this. He directly woke up Yun Shu who was pretending to be dead.

"I can pay the venue fee, but you have to do something for me!" Yunshu said.

Haha, it’s really hard to earn the venue fee!

"What's the matter? Please tell me, fellow Taoist!" asked Master Ning.

"Don't you have many sects and independent cultivators in Kunlun Immortal Mountain? Help me find someone who knows medicine and heals my injury. I will naturally give you the venue fee when the time comes!"

"Sure!" Sect Leader Ning felt that Yun Shu's request was reasonable, so he readily agreed.

"Zhi'er, go call old man Yin." Sect Leader Ning ordered Tan Zhi who was still sucking his marrow.

"Oh!" Tan Zhi responded.

……

Yin Laosan is the 39th generation disciple of the Shanshou Sect.

As the name suggests, the Shenshou Sect is a sect that specializes in helping people cook spiritual beasts.

In ancient times, there were many sects of immortal cultivation in Kunlun Mountain, and every once in a while, one of the sects would hold a banquet.

At the banquets held by these immortal sects, some delicious food would be prepared for the immortal cultivators who attend the banquet to enjoy.

The Shanshou Sect, a niche sect that specializes in helping people cook spiritual beasts, also came into being.

However, with the sealing of the Fulong Continent, the Shanshou Sect was one of the first sects to decline.

By the time the tradition was passed down to Yin Laosan's generation, he was the only disciple left.

In fact, he is no different from a casual cultivator.

Because he is very skilled in cooking and slaughtering spiritual beasts.

In Kunlun Mountain, he initially earned spirit stones by helping people castrate spirit beasts.

Later, slowly, he was able to help some spirit beasts cure some minor illnesses.

This also made him a well-known veterinarian in the neighborhood.

When Tan Zhi found him, he was already drunk and unconscious.

"Uncle Yin, my master is looking for you!" Tan Zhi woke up the drunk Yin Lao San.

"Oh, it's Xiaozhi!" As a next-door neighbor, Yin Laosan knew Tan Zhi.

"Why did your master come to me? Did he want to operate on me? Actually, there's no need for that. Your master is already so old. He doesn't need to operate on me. It's useless anyway..."

After drinking too much, Yin Laosan talked a lot.

"No, my master asked me to come to find Uncle Yin to treat someone's injury." Tan Zhi explained.

"Oh, I see. I'll go tomorrow when I sober up!" Yin Laosan agreed in a daze.

Although Yin Laosan is only a third-rate veterinarian now, due to his skilled knife skills, he occasionally helps some monks with hemorrhoids solve their unspeakable problems.

So he thought that if Tan Zhi came to him not to use the knife, then it must be that his master, Sect Leader Ning, had something to hide.

"No, Master said we have to go now!" After saying this, Tan Zhi carried Yin Lao San on his back and walked out without caring whether he was happy or not.

Yin Lao San was dizzy and asked, "Is your master in a serious condition? Is he so anxious?"

Tan Zhi didn't say anything, but just kept on walking.

By the time they returned to the meeting hall of Yunhai Sect, Yin Laosan, who had been blown by the mountain breeze all the way, had sobered up.

"Old Ning, long time no see. How come you have grown taller?" After seeing Sect Leader Ning, Yin Lao San stared at Sect Leader Ning's back.

Sect Leader Ning: ???

"Old Yin, what do you mean?" Sect Leader Ning asked puzzled.

"Don't you want to have your hemorrhoids removed? I've brought the knife! It's not free!" Yin Laosan said quickly.

Sect Leader Ning:!!!

"Old man, who are you listening to?" Sect Leader Ning looked around for Tan Zhi.

But this brat had already gone to sleep somewhere unknown.

"Isn't it?"

"no!"

"Oh, then why did you ask me to come here?" asked Yin Laosan.

"Let you help this fellow Taoist heal his injuries!" Sect Leader Ning said, pointing at Yun Shu who was lying in the hall.

Yunshu grinned at Yin Laosan.

Jindan period!

hiss……

"Senior!" Yin Lao San, who was in the early stage of foundation building, saluted Yun Shu with his fists clasped.

"No, no, no. I was injured like this when I was going through the Jindan thunder tribulation. Strictly speaking, I can't be considered as Jindan stage yet. Even if I am in the Jindan stage, I am just barely promoted. I still want to address you two as fellow Taoists!" Yun Shu said.

Yin Laosan looked at Sect Leader Ning.

Sect Leader Ning nodded.

"How embarrassing!" Yin Laosan said with a smile.

"It's alright, just call me fellow Taoist! I'm Yunshu."

"Okay, okay, nice to meet you, Fellow Daoist Yun!" Yin Lao San changed his tone.

"Old Yin, please help Fellow Daoist Yun." Sect Leader Ning urged.

Yin Laosan squatted beside Yunshu and began to check.

He was a little panicked.

This guy's body was covered in burnt and rotten flesh, and his meridians seemed to be solidified.

The most terrifying thing is that the golden elixir in this person’s dantian is black, as black as ink.

Yin Laosan has also been a foundation-building cultivator for many years, and he has heard a lot about the characteristics of Jindan-stage cultivators.

But he had never heard of any Jindan stage cultivator whose Jindan was black.

Yin Laosan pulled Sect Leader Ning out of the meeting room.

As soon as he left the meeting room, Yin Lao San quickly said, "Old Ning, you know, I, Old Yin, can handle minor disasters and illnesses, but I can't do anything about this guy's condition!"

"Just fool him a bit and make him move. I don't expect you to cure him completely!" said Sect Leader Ning.

"What do you mean?" Yin Laosan didn't understand what Master Ning meant.

Sect Leader Ning walked up to Yin Lao San and whispered something in his ear.

After Master Ning finished explaining.

Yin Lao San looked up at Sect Leader Ning and said, "Okay, let me go back and look up the information and think of a solution!"