After a few seconds, he couldn't smile anymore.

Since Ang Lee's relic-based breathing method combined with the Book of Changes can solve the poison on the Shaolin abbot's body, how can he not solve his own poison?

I saw that the black color on Li An's palm gradually receded, and the golden Buddha light flashed again.

"How so?" Eyebrow exclaimed.

"Amitabha." A Buddha call came from inside the Dharma Cave.

Wumei turned his head to look, and saw a big monk standing at the entrance of the cave, who was the Shaolin abbot himself.

"You're still alive!" Wumei gasped and exclaimed.

The Shaolin abbot clasped his hands together and said, "Donor, put down the butcher knife before you can become a Buddha on the spot." ”

"I'll be your uncle!"

Wumei roared angrily, flew up and attacked the Shaolin abbot.

Li An and Wumei fought each other, knowing that he was not the opponent of the Shaolin abbot, so he stood there and did not move.

"Bang!"

Sure enough, as soon as Wumei got close, he was slapped out by the Shaolin abbot like a fly, and his chest was sunken.

Li An stepped forward and wanted to end Wumei's life, but was stopped by the Shaolin abbot.

"Wait a minute, it's useful to keep him."

Li An understood and knew that the abbot wanted to squeeze more news out of Wumei, so he wasted Wumei's hands and feet and spared his life.

Inside the Shaolin Temple.

All the people in the temple were concentrated in the compound, forming two different camps with Elder Shaolin and Yongfan respectively.

There are not many people on Yongfan's side, only a quarter of the elders' side, but they are all fierce and vicious, how can they look like monks.

As for the Shaolin elders, although there are a large number of people, most of them are not martial arts practitioners, all of them are ordinary monks.

What's worse is that these monks are languishing one by one.

"Senior brother, how is it?"

The elder asked the abbot of the White Horse Temple with some anxiety.

The abbot of the White Horse Temple had a fine sweat on his forehead, and he had already checked a few people just now, and said with a heavy face at this time:

"All of them have been poisoned by a poison that can make their muscles atrophy, and there is no threat to their lives for the time being, but if it drags on for a long time, their internal organs will be damaged, and their lives will be damaged."

"What should I do, can my junior brother cure this poison?" The elder asked, and his heart was even more angry.

I was already very careful, but I didn't expect Yongfan to still do something and let so many people be highly poisoned.

The abbot of the White Horse Temple replied: "I can solve the poison, but the medicine is difficult to prepare in a short time, and the other ......"

As he spoke, he looked at Yongfan worriedly.

The elders understood.

Yongfan's side will not easily let the abbot of the White Horse Temple dispense the antidote, and eighty percent of the medicine in the pharmacy was destroyed by Yongfan last night.

As for the antidote.

Yongfan must have it on his side, and if he can take him, it will save a lot of things.

When Yongfan saw the elder's eyes, he said with a smile: "I don't know if Senior Brother has something to ask me?" ”

"Yongfan, hand over the antidote, I can spare you from dying!" The elder spoke in a deep voice.

"Tsk."

Yongfan laughed strangely and said, "Senior brother, what he said is wrong.

The senior brother himself was also highly poisoned, and although it was forcibly suppressed with internal strength, it only delayed the time for the poison to occur.

It won't be long before Senior Brother will have muscle atrophy like everyone else, and the only one who can save Senior Brother and the same people is Senior Brother I. ”

"Phew, who's in the same door as you?

Yongfan, you have already judged that my Buddhism is authentic and joined the Dark Buddha Cult, and Hugh will mention the word 'Tongmen' again! The elder said angrily.

Yongfan "giggled" and then said: "Senior brother, senior brother, it's not that I don't miss the same family.

So be it.

Now that the abbot has passed away, as long as I sit in this abbot's position, I will naturally come up with an antidote to save everyone.

What do you think? ”

"Yongfan, why do you say that the abbot has passed away?

Hmph, I'll tell you.

As long as the abbot lives for one day, you will never be able to become the abbot of Shaolin! ”

The elder rebuked.

Yongfan said casually: "Senior brother, since you said that the abbot is not dead, then ask the abbot to come forward to see him, and I, Yongfan, immediately cut off the abbot's thoughts." ”

"I already told you, the abbot is in retreat at this time, and it is impossible for him to come out to see you!" The elder replied.

"What a retreat. Senior brother, the monks don't speak, are you lying to me or yourself? Yongfan said with a smile.

"You...... Anyway, I won't let you sit on the throne of Shaolin abbot. ”

The elder reprimanded, his voice paused slightly, and he came out with a brocade box in his hand.

"Yongfan, what do you think this is!?"

"Cotton robe!" Yongfan exclaimed.

The cotton robe has always been the inheritance of the Shaolin abbot, and only by wearing this cotton robe can you truly become the Shaolin abbot.

A year ago, Yongfan secretly plotted to steal the cotton robe, but it ended in failure.

Later, it was found that the cotton robe was no longer in Shaolin and was stolen by Su Xiaomei, so Yongfan sent someone to track Su Xiaomei and wanted to seize the cotton robe, but it also failed.

Now that the wooden cotton robe suddenly appeared in the hands of the elders, how could Yongfan not be surprised?

"How did the cotton robe end up in your hands?" Yongfan asked.

The elder replied: "This wooden cotton robe was returned to the temple by Li Shaoxia.

Yongfan, you should know the meaning of this cotton robe, without this cotton robe, you will never be able to become the abbot of Shaolin! ”

Yongfan's complexion changed several times in a row, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "Senior brother, since you are so obsessed, then don't blame my junior brother for being ruthless, you forced me all this!" ”

With a wave of his hand, he shouted,

"Kill everyone and get back the cotton robe!"

Originally, Yongfan didn't want to come to this point, and created too many bloody incidents, which had an impact on his image after ascending to the throne of the abbot of Shaolin.

That's why he secretly poisoned people and threatened everyone with poison.

At this time, he couldn't care so much, thinking about grabbing the cotton robe first.

The Dark Buddha Sect members standing behind Yong Fan rushed towards the elder's side one by one with steel knives in their hands, and their bodies were hiding murderous aura.

The elder's eyelids sank, his pupils contracted, and his scalp tingled.

In terms of fighting alone, he is not alone, but with so many people rushing over at the same time, many Shaolin fellow disciples will inevitably die tragically under the knife.

"Stop!" The elder let out a loud shout.

How could the Dark Buddha Sect listen to his commands?

Yongfan even said with a smile: "Senior brother, it's late." Even if you are willing to hand over the cotton robe to me now, I will wash Shaolin in blood! ”

"Bloody Shaolin, what a big breath!"

A loud shout sounded from the sky like thunder, and then I saw a person fall from the sky and fall to the ground with a "bang".

Yongfan's eyelids jumped, and the person staring at the ground exclaimed, "No eyebrows!" ”

A figure followed by no eyebrows and fell to the ground, it was Li An who came from the Dharma Cave.

(End of chapter)