The old monk picked up Shen Qingfeng and swept towards a high mountain at a high speed.

Shen Qingfeng fell softly into the old monk's arms, blood and broken internal organs kept spilling from the corners of his mouth, it stands to reason that if it wasn't for the old monk's elixir, he would have been finished.

The old monk took him all the way to the wall, and the steep mountains were like flat ground, and they couldn't slow him down at all.

A majestic temple stands in the middle of the mountain, and an ancient plaque reads three large characters.

Shaolin Temple.

The old monk slapped his palm from afar, and the vermilion door opened in response.

Two warrior monks came out with sticks,

"Who broke into my mountain gate!"

It's me! ”

When the warrior monk saw the comer, he immediately said,

"Abbot."

"Don't care about these false courtesies, send him to the abbot's building quickly."

"Yes."

The two warrior monks carefully took Shen Qingfeng, and the old abbot disappeared with a swish.

The abbot walked into a tall white tower, and in front of the door was an old monk, sitting quietly under a plane tree.

"Abbot."

The old monk stood up and bowed slightly.

"It's okay, please open the Scripture Pavilion."

"Yes."

The old monk took out an iron key and opened the Scripture Pavilion with two clicks.

The abbot walked into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and went straight to the third floor, and the porcelain ** with white jade color was placed on the third floor.

He picked out a few **innermost porcelain**, and went downstairs to select a few herbs.

Leaving the Scripture Pavilion with these pills and herbs, the old monk locked the door of the Scripture Pavilion immediately after the abbot left.

The old abbot took the medicine and immediately ran to the abbot's building, and Shen Qingfeng lay on the bed, motionless.

The medicinal power of the Returning Light Pill was gradually becoming ineffective, and the old abbot hurriedly pried his mouth open,

"Intermittent Dan, Hui Yuan Dan, Vitality Rebuilding Dan..."

After five or six kinds of pills in a row, the old abbot felt a burst of distress.

But fortunately, the effect of the medicine was not weak, and Shen Qingfeng's breathing gradually stabilized, not like he was almost out of breath at the beginning.

Seeing the situation, the old abbot set out to reset the bones on his chest, and slapped his chest hard with both hands.

The sunken chest gradually returned to its original appearance, the medicinal power of the elixir was steadily exerted, the bones gradually closed, the blood continued to increase, and even the damaged internal organs gradually regenerated.

The old abbot breathed a sigh of relief, but who knew that Shen Qingfeng, who had just stabilized, suddenly coughed up blood, with a slight black smudge in his blood.

"Damn, no wonder that thief is so decisive, he must have done some trick!"

Seeing that Shen Qingfeng was about to die, the old abbot patted his head anxiously.

"That's it, it's up to you!"

He took out a box with the Returning Light Pill just now, and there was a white pill inside.

The old abbot took out the pill and gave it to Shen Qingfeng, with a trace of worry on his face.

This white pill is called Life and Death Pill and Huiguang Pill is used in pairs, as long as there is a breath of life and death, it can save people, but there is a huge problem that the probability of life and death is fifty percent, just look at whether the desire to survive is strong, strong This is a life-saving medicine, not strong is a life-killing poison.

Shen Qingfeng's breath became weaker and weaker, and the old abbot took his hand to convey true qi to him and dissolve the medicinal power, but his vital signs were still weakening rapidly.

The old abbot withdrew his hand and sighed, Shen Qingfeng was pale, motionless, and stopped breathing.

He left the abbot's building and came to a place called the Meditation Hall, where he sat in meditation.

Others will wonder when they see what he has done, why did he do so much to save a person he didn't know, just now he was in this meditation hall, sitting in meditation and chanting sutras, I don't know how he actually fell asleep, in the dream his master told him to wake up and immediately go down the mountain to save a young man, at any cost to save him.

As soon as the words fell, he woke up, it is absolutely impossible for a master of the innate stage to exist, and the problem of dozing off and falling asleep must have some basis.

The old abbot didn't dare to slack off, so he swooped directly, left the meditation hall, and went to save Shen Qingfeng.

……

In the meditation hall, the old abbot closed his eyes, folded his hands, and chanted words in his mouth,

"You asked me to save it, I tried my best, don't blame me if people don't save me, I still dream when I sleep at noon, it's scary."

The old abbot stayed from noon to evening, and after dinner, he returned to the abbot's building to rest.

Who thought that Shen Qingfeng's corpse had disappeared, and hurriedly called the janitor disciple in front of the abbot's building,

"Someone in my building?"

The janitor shook his head decisively,

"Disciple, no one is guarding this door, and no one is coming in or out."

"That's weird!"

The abbot touched his bald head and patted his head, but the person outside was not dead.

He hurriedly returned to the building, lit a few candles, and looked up to see that Shen Qingfeng was actually hanging upside down on the ceiling.

It's not so much upside down, but rather stepping upside down on the ceiling.

Shen Qingfeng closed his eyes tightly, and the golden light around him surrounded him, and powerful aura continued to emerge.

"What's going on?"

The old abbot is really confused by the second monk, this young man actually came back to life, and he still has such a powerful power? It's almost the same as himself, you must know that he has been practicing hard for nearly a hundred years.

It wasn't until the second half of the night that Shen Qingfeng opened his eyes and fell from the ceiling, and the old abbot helped him up and asked.

"How did you suddenly become so powerful?"

Shen Qingfeng didn't know why, but he felt that his soul was about to leave his body, but a little red light was projected from his heart, pulling himself back, and a powerful warm current flowed through his body, and then he woke up.

When I woke up, I jumped to the ceiling with just a slight jump, and I couldn't move, and I only came down now.

The old abbot was really envious when he heard his words, but according to his life and death reincarnation once, his old bones couldn't stand it.

"Tomorrow I will prepare the shaving ceremony for you, and you will have a good rest tonight."

Shen Qingfeng felt the powerful power in his body, and said with some hesitation,

"Can you let me get revenge first!"

The old abbot smiled slightly,

"You have no power now, but you don't have the skills to use it, don't you believe we can try it?"

In the following time, Shen Qingfeng was beaten by the old abbot in various ways, and he couldn't even touch the corners of the other party's clothes, but his nose and face were swollen from the beating.

He also knew the gap between himself and the old abbot now,

"I promise you!"

The old abbot stopped,

"Amitabha."

……

The next morning, just saw a ray of sunshine on the mountain, and the disciples in the temple were already waiting in the main hall.

This kind of grand event is naturally going to be held lively, and everyone has a look of curiosity on their faces, what kind of person can make the old abbot shave for him.

(End of chapter)