Hundreds of silver needles, each needle pierced into the acupuncture points is like a major operation, during which the abbot of the White Horse Temple was sweating profusely, his clothes were soaked, and several times he was about to faint because of prostration.

Fortunately, the Shaolin elder next to him adjusted his crossing qi, so that he could resume and continue to administer the needle in a short time.

The effect of the silver needle piercing the acupoint was extremely obvious, and with the last silver needle piercing, the black qi on the face of the Shaolin abbot was completely dissipated, and the blood color was restored.

"The junior brother is worthy of being the holy hand of the national doctor, and he is really a divine doctor!" The Shaolin elder said with joy on his face.

The Shaolin abbot has also been able to turn over and sit up, as if his energy has recovered a lot.

"Thank you, senior brother, for coming to the rescue."

The abbot of the White Horse Temple shook his head and said, "The abbot doesn't need to thank me, I didn't force the poison out of your body, but only temporarily alleviated its attack."

If you want to completely get rid of this poison, you have to find another way, otherwise you ......"

"Senior brother, I don't know how long I have?" The Shaolin abbot asked.

The abbot of the White Horse Temple stretched out three fingers and said, "Three days."

I can make sure you're okay for three days, just like a normal person.

Once three days have passed, you can't take the antidote, and there is no way to do it even if the gods come. ”

"Three days."

The Shaolin abbot said with a wry smile on his face,

"Three days is less, but it's enough for me.

With three days, I believe I can handle a lot of things. ”

Elder Shaolin said on the side: "Senior brother, I don't know if there is any other way to solve the poison in the abbot's body? ”

The abbot of the White Horse Temple did not answer immediately, but said: "Before I answer, I want to ask who poisoned the abbot." ”

The elder said angrily, "It's a little novice who has been in my Shaolin for ten years.

The little novice was originally an orphan, but he survived thanks to the abbot's rescue, and then he was grateful to enter my Buddhist door, who would have thought that he was a dark son lurking in my door! ”

The elder's mouth, the little novice, was in charge of the daily life of the abbot, and usually poisoned the food and tea, so outsiders did not notice it at all.

"I wonder where that little novice is?" The abbot of the White Horse Temple asked again.

The Shaolin abbot replied: "I have already gone to the Western Elysium." ”

The voice paused slightly, and he hurriedly explained,

"Don't get me wrong, that little novice committed suicide after the matter was revealed, not us."

"So you can't find the mastermind behind the scenes through him?" The abbot of the White Horse Temple asked with some regret.

The elder snorted coldly and said, "There is no need to look for it at all, who else but that person dares to poison the abbot in Shaolin?"

Hum!

That guy must be waiting for the abbot to ascend to the throne after his death! ”

The abbot of the White Horse Temple looked gloomy, he naturally knew who the elder was referring to, but it was not convenient to identify without real evidence.

"Senior brother, you haven't said that there is a way to solve the poison in the abbot's body." The elder urged.

The abbot of the White Horse Temple smiled bitterly and said: "If you can take the antidote directly, in the end, if there is no antidote, there is still a way." ”

"What's the solution?" The elder asked.

The abbot of the White Horse Temple asked rhetorically: "I wonder if the two abbots remember that my Buddhism has a lost breathing method, called the Relic Breathing Method?" ”

"Relic breathing!"

The Shaolin abbot and the elder screamed at the same time.

The abbot of the White Horse Temple said with a smile: "The relict breathing method combined with the light of the relics can wash the marrow of the poisoned person in the I Ching before it can be detoxified. ”

"Since the junior brother said that this breathing method has been lost, why should he mention it again?" The elder said with a wry smile.

The abbot of the White Horse Temple asked, "I wonder if Senior Brother remembers the benefactor who came with me?" ”

Speaking of Li An, the elder remembered and hurriedly preached to the abbot: "By the way, there is also a young benefactor who came with the junior brother.

According to his own words, he came to return a lost Buddhist treasure in our temple, but he said that he would not be willing to say what Buddhist treasure he was until he saw the abbot himself. ”

"Oh?" The abbot showed surprise on his face, and then said to the abbot of the White Horse Temple: "Since he is the person who came to return the lost Buddhist treasures in my temple, the poor monk should personally receive him, but I don't know what the senior brother means by mentioning this person?" ”

The abbot of the White Horse Temple replied with a smile: "Although I don't know martial arts, I have a pair of discerning eyes.

The benefactor had performed martial arts in front of me, and I noticed that he had a Buddhist aura on him, and there was also a faint light of relics. ”

"Relic light, what does the senior brother mean is that the donor will relict the breathing method?" The elder exclaimed.

The abbot of the White Horse Temple replied: "If I am not mistaken, this is the case, if the senior brother does not believe it, you can test it yourself." ”

"I will naturally be tempted, but it is not enough to know the relict breathing method, do you want me to pass on the art of the I Ching in Shaolin after listening to my junior brother?"

The elder showed hesitation on his face, the Book of Changes has always been a secret technique of Shaolin, and Li An is not even a monk, how can he pass it on to him?

"Senior brother is short-sighted. Since Master Li Shi knows the relict breathing method, that is, he is a person who is related to my Buddhism, what is the difference between passing on the I Ching to him?

Besides, I believe that the art of the Book of Changes and the life of the abbot are familiar and heavy, I don't need to say more, right? ”

The elder's brows furrowed, and naturally the abbot's life was more important in comparison.

Now Shaolin is facing the catastrophe of a hundred years, if there is no abbot to preside, Shaolin is afraid that it will be destroyed.

"It's the old man who is short-sighted, it's just ...... The abbot only has three days left, even if our temple teaches him the art of the I Ching, how can he learn it in three days? ”

"Now we can only give it a try, hoping that the Buddha will bless us." The abbot of the White Horse Temple clasped his hands together and preached.

Ang Lee walked around Tallinn, feeling its sacred aura until Hengkong's mobile phone rang.

In today's society, it is nothing for a monk to have a mobile phone, which is called keeping pace with the times, and the information age of the Internet is more conducive to the transmission and exchange of Buddhism.

If you have something to call, it's like a thousand miles of voice, which is very convenient.

"Donor, the abbot wants to see you."

Hengkong took the phone and came to Li An to preach, with a look of surprise on his face, it seemed that the abbot was going to meet Li An He was very surprised.

"Please also ask the master to lead the way." Li An smiled slightly, didn't care so much.

The place where the abbot met Li An was located in a side hall, and there were only three people in the hall: the Shaolin abbot, the elder and the abbot of the White Horse Temple.

Although Li An's face was covered with mud stains, the abbot stared at his face as soon as he saw him, and then put his hands together and shouted the Buddha's name.

"If the poor monk remembers correctly, the donor once visited my Shaolin."

This old monk's eyesight is good, but it's just a one-sided relationship, and he can actually recognize me.

Li An muttered in his heart, and said in his mouth: "I did come to Shaolin a year ago, but I didn't have the opportunity to visit the master at that time. ”

(End of chapter)