Due to the cracking of major cases, Mu Zi and Fang Qinghan behaved well in Kundu Prison again, and they were immediately released from prison after commutation. Since then, the label of a prisoner has nothing to do with Muzi and the poor boy.

At the same time, the government issued a large amount of rewards to the two, one is to commend the bravery of the two, and the other also has the intention of wooing the two.

Three months later, the poor boy miraculously stood up. It only takes more than ten days to get used to it and be able to walk on the ground. Once again, it caused a sensation in the entire medical community, and famous doctors at home and abroad came to the consultation, paying their own travel expenses without charging a penny, just to witness the medical miracle. They also want to solve the unsolved mysteries of the medical community.

In this way, Fang Qinghan became a guinea pig, and all kinds of machines and various tests were non-stop from morning to night. Even Muzi was almost dragged into the laboratory several times, making the two of them exhausted.

After various tests, a bad news was like a bolt from the blue, and the two people who were hit were languishing. Fang Qinghan's injuries improved, and the wounds on his heart, thighs and other places had recovered.

However, under the stimulation of the potential seed, the consumed potential has not recovered, and coupled with the consumption in the underground factory battle, the poor boy's seemingly healthy body is actually less than three months of life.

During this period of physical recovery, there were also four episodes of drug addiction, which stimulated the poor teenager to die and come back to life. Fortunately, the poor boy was determined and finally endured.

Drug addiction is easy to say, and you can insist on quitting it by willpower. Although the pain is to be found. The consumed potential is equivalent to the lifespan consumed, making the joy that Mu Zi and Fang Qinghan have just burned is like a basin of water poured cold.

For several days in a row, Muzi remained sullen and silent. Fang Qinghan still saw it, but went to comfort Muzi, and said with a smile: "Living one day is one day, and meeting a big brother like you before you die is enough in this life." ”

Muzi smiled silently. The heavy knot of the heart could not be opened. In desperation, I thought of Zhou Zihao and Huo Jincheng. The two of them are Muzi's only two people who can trust in this end-of-law world, except for letting go of Qinghan.

Asked the two to meet to help find a way, Zhou Huo and the others were very happy, and immediately agreed to come down and come to the hospital to visit the two teenagers in the evening.

Mu Zi roughly explained Fang Qinghan's situation, Zhou Zihao looked at Hawking and said: "You know more about this aspect of martial arts, see if you can start from this aspect, it seems that many martial arts masters can live to be five or six hundred years old, and their lifespan is more than five times that of ordinary people." ”

Hawking nodded, acknowledged Zhou Zihao's words, and continued: "Now that science and technology are developed, the average life expectancy of ordinary people can reach about 100 years old. Among the martial arts master-level figures, there are indeed some old guys who can live for five or six hundred years. Some ordinary martial arts people can live for more than 200 years, and these should be related to their own physique, and have nothing to do with potential. ”

Mu Zi thought for a while, combined with his own opinions in the God Realm, and asked in a deep voice: "It should be a good thing to stimulate potential, it can strengthen oneself and strengthen oneself." What is stimulated by the seed of potential is indeed at the cost of life. Isn't it understood that the seed of potential stimulates potential, which is equivalent to burning life energy in exchange for one's own potential?"

Huo Jincheng looked at Mu Zi appreciatively, raised his arm and stretched out his thumb, and said with relief: "I can actually understand this level, I still underestimate you." The planet has proposed and analyzed the life energy, but in the end it has not come to fruition. As for the seeds of potential, they are developed by these people who analyze the vibrations of life. Maybe it's the same as you guessed. ”

Mu Zi thought for a while and asked: "Some old guys in the martial arts can live for five or six hundred years, does it also mean that their life energy is more vigorous than ordinary people, maybe the martial arts they practice can increase their life energy." ”

Zhou Zihao listened in a fog, sitting on the stool in the ward, unable to interject with his mouth open.

Fang Qinghan, who was lying on the hospital bed, smiled bitterly and laughed at himself: "I have also heard that there are some big sects in the martial arts, will these people help us little people?" ？

Huo Jincheng thought for a moment, stood up and paced back and forth in the ward, walked more than ten laps before stopping, and said in a low voice: "What Muzi said seems to have some truth, about those big sects, my old man has some dealings with them, and I can help you take care of it in advance." It's hard to say whether it will succeed or not, but you can give it a try. ”

Mu Zi stood up abruptly and said in a deep voice at Fang Qinghan: "If there is hope, you have to fight,"

The latter was very moved, and after nodding slightly, his lips trembled and he was speechless for a long time.

Huo Jincheng sat back in his place and sighed: "Okay, since you are going to try, let's try it, it's better than sitting here and doing nothing." There are four holy places in the martial arts sect, you can go and take a look, their rich heritage is terrifying. ”

Mu Ziwen Yan asked in surprise: "Which four holy lands? The four holy lands have produced five or six hundred years old masters. ”

Huo Jincheng smiled and said: "Now among the four holy lands, there may be masters over five hundred years old, otherwise how can it be called a holy land." They are the Shaolin Temple of Songshan, the holy land of Buddhism, the Wudang School of Wudang Mountain, the holy land of Taoism, the holy mountain of Wuyue, the holy land of soldiers, and the Hongmeng Academy of Lushan, the holy land of Confucianism. ”

After Mu Zi remembered them one by one, he first thanked Huo Jincheng, and then said in a deep voice to Fang Qinghan: "Set off tomorrow, visit one by one, even if there is a glimmer of hope, we must fight for a sunny day." The latter nodded in agreement.

Huo Jincheng and Zhou Zihao clapped their hands at the same time, and said loudly: "If you don't give up hope, you are worthy of being a hot-blooded teenager, when will you set off." ”

Muzi replied firmly: "Leave tomorrow." ”

After the remaining three nodded, Huo Jincheng got up and said, "I'll go back first, contact my old man, and give you some advice." ”

Muzi bent down to thank him,

The next day, Muzi left a drop of blood for the hospital to take a sample, and then left the hospital. Mu Zi didn't dare to give more of his own blood, after all, he was not a person from the same world, and he was worried about triggering a bad butterfly effect.

Fang Qinghan went back to school alone to see his girlfriend, and after saying goodbye to him reluctantly, he found Muzi, and the two went on the road together, looking for light for a glimmer of dawn.

Songshan Shaolin is known as a 10,000-year-old ancient temple, and within the yellow and red walls, there are solemn Buddha halls. In this civilized world dominated by science and technology, monasteries are also open to the outside world as tourist attractions.

Early in the morning, an endless stream of rows of tourists patted a long line to climb Songshan Mountain, thinking about the ancient meaning of Shaolin Temple on a mountain. There were also apostles who came to worship because of their faith.

Of course, for a glimmer of hope to live, Muzi and Fang Qinghan, who came to visit the famous mountain.

When they came to the gate of Shaolin Temple, the two brothers did not go in directly, but walked to the divination next to them to inquire first. In order to facilitate the set, Muzi paid the divination fee, and then said the divination first, it doesn't matter if it is accurate or not, the purpose is to inquire about the road to the inner temple.

All sacred sites are open to the public and open to the outside world. It is impossible for a true Holy Land master and the Holy Land Core to be opened, and if outsiders want to enter, it will be difficult to reach the sky if it doesn't matter.

After paying the fee, the old monk sitting in front of the table, as usual, raised his eyelids and folded his hands to recite the Buddha's name, and then stretched out a hand to point to the signing basket on the table and said, "Donor, please." ”

Look at the old monk with his hands folded and slightly closed, and silently recite the Heart Sutra. With a wrinkled face, it can be seen that the old monk is not young.

Muzi and the poor boy glanced at each other, and the poor boy smiled and took the lead in saying, "Big brother, come on." “。

After this battle, the two have been commensurate with each other, and Muzi is not hypocritical, picking up the basket and starting to shake, a few times, a hexagram fell on the table.

The old monk picked up the hanging sign as usual and looked at it fixedly, and then his face changed slightly. He "hissed" lightly and then said, "It's actually signed." “

This is very particular, this sign, there is a sign on and down, and the rest are in the upper sign, in the lower sign and so on. This old monk has been sitting here for nearly 60 years. There has never been a sign on and down, as for whether there have been two kinds of hexagrams, the old monk doesn't know, and the quiet and inactive old monk doesn't want to know.

Some people in the outside world once suspected that the old monk was cheating, and there were no two kinds of signs in it, so as to paint a happy picture for many pilgrims, with neither great joy nor great compassion, which is in line with the pure place of Buddhism.

After the Muzi hexagram was signed, it naturally broke the rumors from the outside world. also alarmed the old monk, who had always been quiet, and couldn't help but look a little surprised after seeing the sign.

After the surprise, he quickly returned to calm, and the old monk looked at the hexagram and asked in a deep voice: "What is the donor asking for, marriage, career, fortune, or other birth, old age, sickness and death to inherit the lineage?"

Muzi thought for a moment and said in a low voice: "Hello seniors, what the juniors are asking for is to ask for directions, the way to the inner courtyard of Shaolin Temple." ”

The old monk's concentration was extraordinary, after a slight shock after just signing the sign. At this time, knowing that the young man in front of him was going to the inner courtyard, Gujing Wubo was still sitting there and said in a low voice: "The road is the road, the road is not the road, the person is the person, the person is not the person, the donor, please go back." “

I was confused in front of me, and only the last sentence was understood. is to let himself go down the mountain and go back, how can this Muzi be willing, and said in a deep voice: "Buddhism pays attention to cause and effect, is it a little inappropriate for the master to drive people down the mountain without asking about cause and effect?"

The old monk smiled, and when he looked at Muzi, he appreciated a little more, and he actually knew how to talk about the scriptures and talk about cause and effect at a young age. Regardless of whether he is right or wrong, dare to act and do things without concealment, these two points alone can see the brightness of the young man.

The old monk said in a deep voice: "Plant cause and effect, there is no cause and effect, the donor's trip is fruitless, knowing his way is nothing but waste."

Fang Qinghan was in the clouds, Mu Zi heard the door a little, and said in a low voice: "Please teach the seniors." ”

The old monk first smiled and said: "This son has a lot of wisdom and a good future, but unfortunately he has no chance with Buddhism." ”

Then he said: "Buddhism martial arts are fierce and domineering, forcibly practicing to hurt the body, and cooperate with the scriptures to remove its domineering, the two are combined to become a righteous path, not overnight, and I will not wait for the donor's secret illness." ”

This time, Mu Zi understood, if he wants to use Buddhism and martial arts to increase life energy, he must cooperate with the scriptures to unite the two, which is the precipitation of many years, and Fang Qinghan's situation is not enough time to cure it.

Thinking about this meaning, Muzi suddenly woke up, and the old monk could see so much about the conversation of a hexagram. This person is by no means an easy person, and asked respectfully, "Dare to ask the seniors?"

The old monk didn't hide it, and replied, "Old monk Xuanci." ”

Mu Zi was shocked at this time, and heard Huo Jincheng say that the abbot of the inner courtyard of Shaolin Temple, whose legal name is Xuan Ci, is not the person in front of him. The meaning is also obvious, it's not that you don't help, it's that you can't help.

Mu Zi understood, and said sincerely: "Please ask the seniors to guide you to get lost." ”

The old monk smiled: "This son can be taught, but unfortunately he has no chance with Buddhism and cannot be forced." The art of Wudang pays attention to the harmony of yin and yang, and solidifies the foundation and cultivates the yuan,"

After Muzi thanked him again, he said softly: "Since this is the case, I won't bother my seniors, and the two of us will go into the temple to burn some incense before leaving." ”

The old monk didn't pay attention to Muzi, closed his eyes slightly after folding his hands, and muttered to himself: "Plant good causes to get good results, and nourish the heart through secular circulation. ”

It is no secret that Muzi left after thanking the old monk, and donated incense to the outer temple of the Heart Sutra. Muzi naturally knew.