As soon as he returned to his meditation room, Luo Fan couldn't hold on any longer, and he fell down directly. Net.136z.>

Luo Tingting cried and lay beside Luo Fan, and Zhou Tianle also looked at Luo Fan, his eyes were red.

"Master Huijue has arrived!"

Suddenly, Xia Ziyun's voice came from outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, Master Huijue took two disciples to Luo Fan's meditation room, and when he saw Luo Fan lying on the bed with a poison in his body, his brows were furrowed.

"Master Huijue, Xia Zitian knows that he is wrong, please save Luo Fan." Seeing Master Huijue coming in, Xia Zitian knelt down directly for Master Huijue, and she looked at Master Huijue and pleaded.

"You two go to the Medicine Pavilion quickly, invite the two masters of the Medicine Pavilion over, and take the medicine box by the way." Master Huijue didn't answer Xia Zitian, he turned to look at the two disciples behind him and ordered.

"Yes!" The two disciples also knew that the matter was serious, and now Luo Fan was highly poisoned and had to be treated.

Now all the major sects of martial arts know that Luo Fan is the abbot of Kunshan Shaolin Temple, and if Luo Fan does not come forward today, it will make other sects think that Shaolin Temple looks down on them.

"Xia Zitian, you stand aside now." Master Huijue helped Xia Zitian up, and then walked in front of Luo Fan, and he used his hand to take Luo Fan's pulse.

"Alas!" Master Huijue gently put down Luo Fan's hand, sighed and said: "The abbot is now highly poisonous, and he must release the poisonous blood immediately, otherwise his life will not be saved."

Today's abbot must also attend today's conference, otherwise it will make other martial arts channels think that the Shaolin Temple looks down on them, and the key is that the abbot is unconscious now.

If any of you has a knife in his hand, I need to release poisonous blood to the abbot. ”

"I have." Zhou Tianle took out a knife on his body and handed it to Master Huijue.

I saw Master Huijue take the knife in Zhou Tianle's hand and cut a gap in Luo Fan's left hand, and black blood slowly flowed out.

Luo Tingting hurriedly brought a basin and helped to catch the black poisonous blood flowing from Luo Fan's body, and the blood suddenly turned black.

"Master Huijue, what's going on?"

At this time, two old monks walked in and asked Master Huijue.

Master Huijue helped Luo Fan bandage his wounds and said to the two old monks: "Two junior brothers, now the abbot is highly poisoned and must be treated immediately.

As long as the abbot can be allowed to attend the cremation of Master Huiin, this will be fine.

Please. ”

"Senior brother, please rest assured, we will definitely let the abbot wake up before Master Huiyin's funeral." A skinny monk replied.

"Let's all go out with me."

Master Huijue knew the personalities of the two junior brothers, and he didn't want anyone to be in front of him when he saw a doctor, so he said to everyone.

"Nope! I'm going to stay with my brother. Luo Tingting was reluctant to leave, she held Luo Fan's hand tightly.

Qin Lan gave Zhou Tianle a look, Zhou Tianle bit his lip, and directly forcibly took Luo Tingting out of Luo Fan's meditation room. Net.136z.>

Time passes slowly

The people standing outside the meditation room were in a hurry, because Master Huiyin's funeral was about to begin, but Luo Fan still hadn't woken up.

"Boom!"

The bell rang, and Master Huijue knew that Master Huiyin's funeral was about to begin, and he looked at Luo Fan's meditation room anxiously.

"Squeak!"

At this time, the door of Luo Fan's meditation room opened, and the two old monks of the Medicine Pavilion came out first, and then Luo Fan walked out.

"Master Huijue, how many times has the bell struck?" Luo Fan, who was weak, looked at Master Huijue and asked.

"Abbot, the first bell has already sounded."

Master Huijue looked at Luo Fan and said.

"Alright, let's go." Luo Fan walked in the front, Master Huijue followed behind Luo Fan, and Xia Ziyun and they walked in the back.

……

"Boom!"

The second bell rang, and the courtyard of the Shaolin Temple was filled with the heads and envoys of the various major sects of martial arts, and they all looked at the highest position.

The bell has been ringed twice, but the abbot of Shaolin Temple has not yet arrived, and everyone thinks that the abbot will not come.

He Yutian, who was sitting below, looked at the highest position, he just smiled, he knew that Luo Fan would not be able to come today.

"The thirty-sixth abbot of Kunshan Shaolin Temple - the abbot of meditation has arrived!"

At this time, Hye-jue shouted loudly.

I saw Luo Fan in a robe walking from a distance, Master Huijue followed behind Luo Fan, and other Shaolin Temple disciples walked behind.

Before coming to his place, Luo Fan looked at the martial arts channel and said, "Thank you for coming all the way to attend the funeral of my master, Master Huiyin, and I am here to be grateful." ”

"You're welcome!"

"As it should be!"

……

The people below all stood up and said with their fists at Luo Fan.

After greeting everyone, Luo Fan sat down in his place, and he was now weak.

"Master Huiin's funeral begins!"

Master Huijue patted Luo Fan on the shoulder, hoping that Luo Fan would hold on.

The disciples of the Shaolin Temple carried the body of Master Huiyin to the very center, and immediately brought many branches and poured gasoline on them.

"All the disciples sit cross-legged and give Master Huiyin a surplus." Master Huijue looked at the disciples below and said.

The disciples of the Shaolin Temple in Kunshan all sat down cross-legged and began to recite the Heart Sutra of Buddhism, giving Master Huiyin a transcendence.

Walking down from above, Master Huijue took the torch and lit the branches around Master Huiyin.

The fire was lit, and everyone began to wish Master Huiyin happiness over there, recalling the good things Master Huiyin had done for the martial arts.

Ten minutes later, the fire slowly extinguished

Master Huijue walked in front of Luo Fan and saw that Luo Fan had closed his eyes, he patted Luo Fan on the shoulder and whispered, "Abbot, Master Huiyin's funeral is over." ”

Luo Fan tried hard to open his eyes, he stood up and looked at everyone and said, "Thank you for coming to the funeral of the family teacher!"

The poor monk is now unwell and retired early.

Everyone eat and drink to their heart's content, and I'll quit first. ”

The heads of the various sects below slowly retreated with their own people, but Luo Fan still gritted his teeth and insisted, he knew that he couldn't fall.

Now that Luo Fan's lips have been bitten, he just used the pain to sober himself up and insisted on going to his meditation room.

"Abbot, let's go!"

After everyone left, Master Huijue's meditation room left with Luo Fan, and this time they did not go to Luo Fan's meditation room, but went directly to the medicine pavilion.

Coming to the Medicine Pavilion, Master Huijue handed Luo Fan over to the two junior disciples and said, "Two junior brothers, please!" ”

"Senior brother, please rest assured, we will definitely heal the abbot." The two masters of the Medicine Pavilion replied in unison.

"I'm going to the lobby to entertain VIPs, so I'll go first." Master Huijue looked at the two junior disciples and said.

"Hmm!" The two masters put Luo Fan on the bed and began to heal Luo Fan.

Master Huijue gently closed the door of the Medicine Pavilion, and then went to the hall to take care of the guests, he was now the representative of the Shaolin Temple.

After coming to the hall, Master Huijue arranged for two disciples to go to the Medicine Pavilion, and no one was allowed to disturb the two masters of the Medicine Pavilion to treat Luo Fan's illness.