95 Master, Do You Want to Live or Die?
Mu Xuan listened to Gu Mozhi's words and agreed with him.
When it comes to the beggar gang conference, as long as there are no powerful masters, with Gu Mozhi's martial arts, as long as he doesn't work against Qiao Feng, there will basically be no big problem.
Gu Mozhi has no grievances with Qiao Feng, so he shouldn't be able to deal with Qiao Feng, right?
And then......
Mu Xuan is a kind person, in addition to helping Gu Mazhi solve the opponent that he will face in the beggar gang conference, Mu Xuan is also ready to help Gu Mazhi deal with the injuries in his body.
When Fang Cai Muxuan grabbed Gu Mozhi's wrist, he also took the pulse for Gu Mozhi by the way.
I don't know if I don't see it, but I'm shocked when I see it.
Gu Mo Zhiqiang practiced Shaolin 72 stunts, and even learned Xiao Wuxiang Gong, and wanted to use Xiao Wuxiang Gong to drive Shaolin 72 stunts, and now the disease is deeply rooted!
However, for Mu Xuan, it is not without a cure.
"Father-in-law Cao, I have something to say to the national teacher, why don't you go and rest first? There are no more rooms in the inn opposite, if Gonggong Cao doesn't mind, you can rest here with me! ”
Mu Xuandao.
Cao Zhengchun smiled on his face, looked at Gu Mozhi, and showed a hint of food on his face.
Really, what's the matter, do you have to avoid him?!
Cao Zhengchun smiled and didn't smile, "Thank you for your kindness, but our family has already sent someone to book a room at the inn opposite, so we will go to rest first!" ”
Cao Zhengchun said that, he arched his hand with Mu Xuan and Gu Mozhi, and left the medical hall straight to the opposite side.
The real Tongfu Inn is not like in the play, there are only two rooms upstairs, not to mention a row of houses in the backyard, in addition to Tong Xiangyu's room upstairs, there are more than a dozen rooms upstairs.
With so many rooms, it is normal for Cao Zhengchun to be able to book one.
After sending Cao Zhengchun away, Mu Xuan looked at Gu Mozhi.
"Doctor Shepherd, if you have something to say, you might as well say it directly, as long as it is a place where you can use the little monk, it doesn't hurt to say it!"
Hauma said categorically.
As long as it doesn't affect his martial arts practice and become stronger, Mu Xuan can ask for anything!
Because in his opinion, in addition to practicing martial arts, life and death, the importance of all other things is the same.
"Is the insensitivity of the National Teacher's Fengchi Cave getting more and more powerful?!"
Mu Xuan cut straight to the point.
Hearing this, Gu Mozhi nodded stunned, "Yes, this kind of sign, it's been twenty years!" ”
Since he got the Shaolin Seventy-two stunts from Murong Bo more than twenty years ago, he has studied and practiced hard.
But after he cultivated for a while, he felt a little uncomfortable in the meridian acupoints, and then this discomfort became more and more serious.
He also once asked the imperial doctors of the palace, and these imperial doctors only said that he could recover by letting him rest for a while, but what was the result?
As a result, for twenty years, this uncomfortable feeling persists and grows worse.
Gu Mozhi originally thought that as long as it didn't affect his practice, he would be casual, but it would only be uncomfortable for a while anyway, and it wouldn't be long before he would return to his original state.
But Mu Xuan broke the status quo of Gu Mozhi in one word, which made Gu Mozhi worry for a while.
It's really Mu Xuan's expression is too scary!
A doctor who talks to you in a serious way, if you are not afraid, it would be strange.
Kumachi is not afraid of death, for him, death is not necessarily a new beginning, he practices Buddhism, and Buddhism cultivates the afterlife.
Maybe he will be able to go to Western Elysium after he dies?
After all, he had never killed a single person in his life.
What he was afraid of was that he couldn't climb the limit of martial arts.
The land god fairyland above the great grandmaster, he is too curious!
If Mu Xuan has a way......
"Doctor Shepherd, do you know that the root of the little monk's illness is not successful?"
Hatomo continued to ask.
"The national teacher practiced the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, and practiced the small Wuxiang Gong of the Xiaoyao School, and used the internal strength of Taoism to drive the martial arts of Buddhism, which will naturally hurt the body!"
Mu Xuan explained.
Kumachi shook his head slowly, "This ...... It's not a secret, the little monk did practice the little Wuxiang Gong, the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, the little monk also knows it well, and the little monk just practiced more martial arts, why did he hurt his body? ”
"Shaolin's martial arts are all created by the ancestors of Buddhism, their martial arts, the fusion of Buddhism's true meaning, they practice martial arts, aimed at strengthening the body, but martial arts, even the simplest one, is inevitably related to the word killing."
"Therefore, to practice the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, there must be corresponding Buddhism to resolve the anger, otherwise the deeper you practice, the more you practice, you will go mad and die violently!"
Listening to Mu Xuan's words, Gu Mozhi broke out in a cold sweat.
Isn't it so scary?
Gu Mozhi felt that Mu Xuan was alarmist, but thinking that Mu Xuan had accurately stated his illness, Gu Mozhi decided to listen again.
"Then according to the meaning of the shepherd, how should it be treated?"
Kumachi asked.
He is very smart, his injuries are caused by martial arts, if he is treated, will it affect him to continue to practice martial arts?
"There are two ways to heal!"
Mu Xuan stretched out his finger and said.
Gu Mozhi hurriedly said: "I want to hear it in detail!" ”
"One of them is to find someone to absorb all the internal force of the national teacher, and even the internal force is gone, how can you go crazy? The national teacher has been practicing again from scratch, and it may not be impossible to return to the realm of the great grandmaster! ”
Mu Xuandao.
In the original book, Kumachi is the life that is preserved in this way.
Duan Yu was in a dry well, absorbing all of Gu Mozhi's life's strength.
Duan Yu has absorbed the power of many people, and it is not for nothing that he has sucked off his strength, such as the gang of people in the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations.
But they still have martial arts behind them, so Mu Xuan guessed that the Northern Shengong had absorbed all the skills, and they could still be cultivated.
Gu Mozhi only needs to find a person who has practiced the Northern Shengong, absorb all his internal strength, and then focus on practicing a few martial arts, and stop practicing seventy-two Shaolin stunts, so that he can save his life.
Of course, there are limitations to doing so.
It took him decades to get to this point, and if he had to practice all over again, who knows if he would have lived to that point?
You know, his dream is to climb the limit of martial arts.
Compared with his dreams, his life is also insignificant, so Gu Mozhi didn't want to think about it, and directly refused, "The little monk would rather die than start over!" ”
Kumachi is extremely stubborn, and now he has not experienced life and death and has become enlightened.
"Does the national teacher want to practice martial arts, or do he want to study the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin?"
Mu Xuan didn't rush to say the second treatment plan, but asked.
Gu Mozhi was really entangled, Shaolin Seventy-two stunts were really powerful, and he really didn't want to give up, but if he didn't give up, he wouldn't give up......
Hatamachi's eyes gradually became firm, he couldn't refuse the whole sea because of a pond!
"The little monk is willing!"
Kumachi said firmly.
"The little monk is willing to give up the Shaolin seventy-two stunts!"
"Dare to ask the shepherd, this second form of healing ......"
The corners of Mu Xuan's mouth raised, "Take medicine!" ”
Hearing this, Kuma Zhiyan frowned, "Drugs? ”
"Yes, I know an elixir that can wipe out the internal force of the user......"
Before Mu Xuan finished speaking, Gu Mozhi said anxiously, "Isn't this the same as letting people suck the internal strength of a little monk?" ”
Mu Xuan shook his head lightly, "No, although this medicine will also wear down the internal force, it will recover the internal strength in less than a month!" It's just the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, and you can't practice anymore! ”
"As for the injuries on the meridians and acupoints of the national teacher, after the national teacher takes the pill, I will use acupuncture to treat the national teacher, and I will definitely be able to recover as before!"
When Gu Mozhi heard what Mu Xuan said that he could recover in a month, he couldn't help but relax a little, one month recovery or decades of recovery, which is better, I'm afraid that even a fool can see it!
"But ......"
Mu Xuan continued, Gu Mozhi's heart tightened, he hated others to say the word "but" the most.
"This Heavenly King Pill was originally refined to treat internal injuries, it is very precious, and the materials are naturally very rare!"
"I can find many of the materials in it, but there is only one that needs to be found by the master!"
"Although the shepherd doctor said that the little monk is also a national teacher of a country, it should be simple and easy to find a medicinal herb!"
Listening to Mu Xuan's words, Gu Mozhi hurriedly expressed his determination, joking, the matter is related to his life, who will he fight if he doesn't fight?
"This medicinal herb generally grows on the cliff and is very difficult to find, it is called Blood Lingzhi! Its whole body is blood-red, red as blood, and the filaments are densely covered on it, like blood vessels! ”
"In addition to refining the Heavenly King Pill, it is also very suitable to use the Blood Lingzhi to refine other pills, so I have also looked for the Blood Lingzhi, but the Medicine King Valley and the Five Poisons Sect do not have these two medicinal materials, if the national teacher wants to find the Blood Lingzhi, I am afraid that it will be a little difficult!"
Gu Mozhi's face was serious, "Wait for this matter, the little monk will return to Tubo, please Your Majesty help the little monk to find, in the territory of Tubo, the high rivers are dense, and the whole country is raised, the little monk does not believe that he can't find a blood Ganoderma lucidum!" ”
After Gu Mozhi finished speaking, his face changed, "I just don't know the injury of the little monk, how long can he last?" ”
"If the national teacher no longer practices the seventy-two stunts, there will be two more years!"
Mu Xuan said.
When Gu Mozhi heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately it was not a month or two, otherwise he would have been afraid that it would be a problem when he returned to Tibet.
Okay, it's so happily decided, when Qiao Feng is arrested, and the six-vein divine sword is forced out of Duan Yu's mouth, he will return to Tubo.
Of course, he didn't kill Qiao Feng and Duan Yu, after all, he was kind and kind-hearted, and he was a virtuous monk!
"Amitabha!"
Gu Mozhi recited the Buddha's name softly, "The shepherd doctor has the grace of saving lives in the little monk, the great kindness and great virtue, and the little monk has nothing to repay......"
As he spoke, he put his hand into his arms, and a quaint wooden token appeared in his hand.
"This token is used by my Dalun Temple in Daxue Mountain to walk the rivers and lakes, if there is any difficulty after the shepherd, send someone to Tubo to announce, no matter how far away, the little monk will arrive in time!"
"As long as it doesn't hurt people's lives, go up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire, the little monk will never give up!"
Gu Mozhi was afraid that Mu Xuan would think too much, so he hurriedly added a restriction, he Gu Mozhi didn't kill anyone!
"In this way, then thank you to the national teacher!"
Mu Xuan smiled and took the token, yes, there is one more!
In a moment, he'll have to count how many tokens there are now.
Today's three watches will be delivered, and tomorrow will continue to be three watches, and ask for a monthly pass, and the author wants to see what a thousand votes look like
(End of chapter)