"Bayan mountain is one of the four holy places in Tibet.

Halfway up the mountain, there stands a magnificent palace, which looks extremely majestic.

Jiang Beichen parked his car outside the palace, and the two women also got off.

Wang shengmei's face was sallow and her whole body was trembling. Fang Yi quickly wrapped her clothes.

"Shengmei, are you okay?"

"Nothing, I can't die!" Wang shengmei is still staring at Jiang Beichen, not to mention how bitter her eyes are.

However, after taking two steps, she began to shake and vomit on the side of the road.

"Beichen, shengmei can't hold on. Why don't you help her?" Fang Yi couldn't bear it and ran over to beg Jiang Beichen.

Jiang Beichen shrugged. "I can really help her, but why? In this place thousands of meters above sea level, I also consume my skills. Why should I help someone who is rude and rude to me? I'm not a saint!"

"Beichen..." Fang Yi looked helpless. As long as she came to pull Wang shengmei again, "shengmei, why don't you apologize to Beichen? There's no hospital nearby. Our oxygen bottle has run out. What should you do if you can't stand it?"

"I don't admit my mistake. He's something. Why should I admit my mistake? He's not qualified!" Wang shengmei is still articulate and hard spoken.

"Good! Have backbone!" Jiang Beichen sneered, "what I usually appreciate most is a man like you! I respect you for being a man!"

"But..."

Jiang Beichen's conversation turned, He suddenly said: "if the altitude reaction is serious, it is likely to be fatal, especially those with some basic diseases. If I am not wrong, you should have some problems with your myocardium? If the heart is hypoxic for a long time, it will lead to myocardial atrophy and myocardial atrophy will be ischemic. If it is hypoxic again, I'm afraid you will go to see God for an hour or so!"

"How do you know I have heart trouble?" Wang shengmei's face was ugly. Then there was a stabbing pain in her chest. She couldn't help covering her chest and moaning.

"Shengmei!" Fang Yi was startled, "what's the matter with you, shengmei?"

"I, I feel my heart hurts!" Wang shengmei also panicked and felt her heart pumping.

Jiang Beichen shook his head. "Tut tut! What did I say? The precordial area is tingling. This is the symptom of myocardial atrophy. From now on, you can read seconds. You can only live for an hour at most. Alas!"

"Beichen! Don't scare her anymore!" Fang Yi felt speechless.

Jiang Beichen shrugged, "I didn't scare her. She knows her own situation!"

Wang shengmei bit her lips and stared at Jiang Beichen fiercely. "You're right! There's something wrong with my heart muscle, but I won't apologize to you, and you'll die!"

She looked down on this man at all. She was disgusted when she saw him. It would be better for her to apologize for this rubbish than to die!

"Master Zang long is an immortal and saint in Tibet. He has saved countless people with terminal diseases with divine medicine. As long as I go in and beg him and pay for him now, he will cure me!" Wang shengmei gasped and clenched her teeth.

In fact, another purpose of her coming to Tibet this time is to ask for medicine for herself. Her disease is congenital and can't be cured well. She can only seek magical prescriptions such as Tibetan medicine.

Before, there was a relative in the family who had a terminal illness who came to Bayan mountain to ask for medicine. The terminal illness was cured. It was the relative who told her that she could come here to ask for medicine that she made up her mind to come over.

"Oh? Really? Master Zang long is so powerful?" Jiang Beichen sneered at the corners of his mouth. An evil master, some means are also normal.

But if you want to ask for divine medicine, I'm afraid it will cost a lot. It can be solved not only by money, but also by sacrificing some things.

Like the soul!

Jiang Beichen glanced at the towering palace and couldn't help sneering.

It is unimaginable to build such a large-scale Palace at such a high altitude.

Master Zang long must have controlled many gold masters with evil spells.

These gold owners may get a lot of benefits in their career or life, but they must also sacrifice some things.

When he came here, he investigated the background of master Zang long. He was neither a Buddhist nor a Taoist.

What kind of good person can a person who doesn't even have faith be?

Wang shengmei took a deep breath and felt relieved. She gritted her teeth and said, "yes, what I said is true! You can't imagine the greatness of master Zang long. He created his own sect and preached the law of the universe. He is a real great saint!"