Super Insane Doctor of the Goddess Chapter 107: The Price of Death!

Chapter 107: The Price of Death!

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The sound of scriptures echoed in the valley, and white transparent souls that had been purified continuously flew out of the King Medicine Cauldron.

These souls bowed deeply to Yang Luo, Tan Daoxian, and the other two before dissipating into the sky.

As for the souls of Lei Guodong and the others, Yang Luo had preserved them.

After all, the bodies of Lei Guodong and the others had not been damaged, and their souls had not been refined. As long as their souls returned to their bodies, they could be saved.

After expiating the souls, Yang Luo waved his right hand and put away the King Medicine Cauldron.

“Master!”

“Divine Doctor Yang!”

Han Shouli, w.a.n.g Feng, and the others hurriedly ran over.

Tan Daoxian, Ma Xuanqing, and Li Jingyuan also stood up and walked over.

“Master, you’re too awesome. You’re simply amazing!”

Han Shouli gave Yang Luo a thumbs up, extremely excited about the entire process.

w.a.n.g Feng also spoke out, “Thank you for your help, Divine Doctor Yang. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have been able to subdue that black-robed Azan alone. I’m afraid even more people would have died.”

“h.e.l.lo, sir. My name is Tan Daoxian. I’m from Longhu Mountain.

These two are my junior brothers, Ma Xuanqing and Li Jingyuan.”

Tan Daoxian introduced himself respectfully and asked, “May I know your name, sir?”

“My name is Yang Luo.”

The three Daoist masters were a little timid and had been beaten up badly just now.

However, they had helped him exorcize those souls just now, worthy of the reputation of Longhu Mountain.

Tan Daoxian said, “Mr. Yang is really an expert. Not only is he a Martial Dao master, but he’s also a spell master and a medical master. We’re filled with admiration.”

“May I ask which sect Mr. Yang is from?”

Ma Xuanqing asked curiously.

Yang Luo said, “1 don’t belong to any sect.”

Li Jingyuan asked, “Then where did you learn your skills, Mr. Yang?”

Yang Luo said, “My master taught me these skills.”

“Who is your master?”

Tan Daoxian continued to ask.

Yang Luo shook his head and said, “I don’t know my master’s name either.”

Ma Xuanqing sighed, “China is huge and abundant in resources. There are indeed endless experts.

It seems that your master is a hidden expert. He’s a mysterious existence.”

Yang Luo also knew that this old man was not simple.

In the past, when he was in the mountains, no matter how much his cultivation, medical skills, mystic techniques, and other skills had improved, he would be beaten up by the old man.

Therefore, even though the old man was very unreliable, Yang Luo was still filled with reverence and admiration for him.

Before he went down the mountain, the old man said that he had something important to do. He did not know what he had done.

Moreover, the old man did not say what he was going to do or where he was going. In short, he disappeared mysteriously.

Yang Luo retracted his thoughts and said to w.a.n.g Feng, “Captain w.a.n.g, I’ve already found the souls of Mr. Lei and the others. Let’s go. Hurry up and go to the hospital to save them.”

“Ok!”

w.a.n.g Feng nodded repeatedly.

Chu Yanran pursed her lips and asked, “Mr. Yang, can you really save Officer Lei?”

“As long as there’s time, I can save them.”

Yang Luo replied, “If you don’t believe me, you can go with me.”

Chu Yanran nodded, “Alright, I’ll go with you!”

Tan Daoxian asked, “Mr. Yang, can we go take a look as well?”

“Let’s go together if you want to.”

Yang Luo nodded in agreement.

Moreover, he had something to ask Tan Daoxian and the other two.

Soon, Yang Luo and the others left the valley.

As for Yan Kun and the other criminals, they were handed over to others to deal with.

After walking out of the forest, Yang Luo, Han Shouli, Tan Daoxian, and Chu Yanran took a car.

w.a.n.g Feng, Ma Xuanqing, and Li Jingyuan sat in another car.

Because they were in a hurry, the two cars sped up and went straight to the central hospital.

At the same time…

Elephant Country, Golden Buddha Temple.

This temple was dazzling and resplendent. It was very famous in the entire Elephant Kingdom. There was an endless stream of people who came to worship every day.

At this moment, in a hall in the backyard of the temple.

The hall was still dazzling, s.p.a.cious, and bright.

Four monks were sitting in front of a golden Buddha statue and meditating, chanting scriptures.

The monk sitting at the front was wearing a gray robe and was already old. He was thin and his beard was gray.

This old monk was the abbot of the temple, Lungposa. He was also the famous black-robed Azan of the Elephant Kingdom and was supported by countless people.

Sitting behind him were his three disciples, all dressed in black robes named Arroda, Weissag and Vanado.

But at this moment…

Crack!

Suddenly, there was a loud cracking sound in the hall!

Lungposa and the other three stopped chanting and turned to look at a wall.

There were nineteen golden Buddhist tablets hanging on the wall, and each of them had a name written on it.

The name Lungposa was written on the Buddhist tablet at the top.

There were 18 names written on the 18 Buddhist tablets below, representing the 18 disciples of Lungposa.

But now, one of the Buddhist tablets with “Putira” written on it had shattered.

These were their life Buddhist tablets. Once they shattered, it meant that the party had died.

Upon seeing the shattered Buddhist tablet, Arroda, Weissag, and Vanado’s expressions changed drastically.

Arroda exclaimed, “Master, could it be that Putira is dead?!”

“How is that possible?!”

Weissag had a look of disbelief on his face, “Junior Brother Putira only went to

China to settle some matters. How could he die?!”

Vanado said angrily, “Who harmed Junior Brother Putira?!”

Lungposa’s expression was dark as he said slowly, “I’ve been feeling uneasy these past few days. 1 kept feeling that something will happen.

I didn’t expect something to really happen today.”

As he spoke, Lungposa cast a spell and raised his right hand. He calculated with his fingers and said in a low voice, “Putira died in a city called Jiang City in China.

However, strangely, I can’t deduce who killed Putira.”

“What?!”

Arroda looked shocked, “Master, how could it be that even you can’t deduce it?!”

Weissag and Vanado were also shocked.

One had to know that in their hearts, Lungposa was a G.o.d-like existence. He knew astronomy, geography, Yin and Yang, and was omnipotent.

Unexpectedly, his master could not deduce who killed Putira.

“That person’s fate is too strange. It’s obscured by the heavenly secrets, so I can’t deduce it.”

Lungposa shook his head and said, “It seems that the person who killed Putira is not a simple person.”

At this point, killing intent appeared in Lungposa’s eyes. He said coldly, “You have to pay the price of death for killing my disciple.

Aruda, Weissag, and Vanado, prepare yourselves well for the next few days and make a trip to China.

We must find that guy and kill him to avenge Putira.”

“Yes, Master!”

Arroda, Weissag, and Vanado replied in unison, cold killing intent appearing in their eyes..