Shaolin Temple is located in the Songshan Mountain, one of the "Five Mountains", famous all over the world for Shaolin Kung Fu, and its historical origin, it is also known as the first ancient temple in the world. ”

Legend has it that after the patriarch Bodhidharma crossed the river to Shaolin with a reed, he preached Buddhism here, and realized the seventy-two stunts by virtue of the Yijin Sutra and the Washing the Marrow Sutra in the four great wonders of Shaolin, which was called the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin in later generations.

The temple gate of Shaolin Temple is very large, and the steps to go up to Shaolin Temple are also very long. If the mountain peak is awake at this time, he will definitely count the steps step by step. But in the end, he will definitely forget how many counts.

Zhiyuan hugged the mountain peak, his face was pale, and sweat was like rain. After he left the city from Lin'an, he ran all the way to the Lin Temple, without a single water or food on the way.

Usually, when Elder Zhiyuan and the abbot mentioned the steps up the mountain, they always felt very embarrassed, saying that even if the enemy came to the door, they would be tired of climbing the steps just by climbing the steps.

At this time, the sky is just dawning, but some sincere pilgrims have begun to climb the steps of the Shaolin Temple, ready to go to the Shaolin Temple to burn incense and pray for blessings.

Zhiyuan ran wildly on the steps, overtaking one pilgrim after another. The pilgrims looked at an afterimage and rushed towards the Shaolin Temple, and it was not too strange, you must know that the Shaolin Temple is a martial arts sect after all, even if the Buddhist hall is opened now, but the martial arts people still often haunt the vicinity of the Shaolin Temple, and they are not surprised.

Zhiyuan thought in his heart that when he returned to the temple, he must ask the abbot to tear down the broken steps, and he had been running for a long time, but he hadn't seen the temple gate yet.

The whole person of the mountain peak was already as black as a piece of carbon, and the breath was like a gossamer, and he almost hung up with his last breath. If it weren't for Zhiyuan, who had been suppressing the soul hook needle in Shanfeng's body with internal force, and not letting the soul hook needle pierce into Shanfeng's heart along the heart vein, otherwise Shanfeng would have died a long time ago and couldn't die anymore, and now the corpse would probably be rotten.

Under the double torment of physical fatigue and inner torment, Zhiyuan finally saw the long-awaited mountain gate. Before Zhiyuan had time to be happy in his heart, he suddenly found that the mountain peak in his arms had no breath.

"Not good!" Zhiyuan was shocked, he finally arrived at the door, don't hang up. I don't know where the strength came from, Zhiyuan suddenly broke out, the speed of the whole person doubled, and rushed into the Shaolin Temple like a wind.

The two monks guarding the Shaolin Temple originally saw a person who looked like a monk covered in tatters climbing the steps, and they were still wondering if the ascetics came from to come to the Shaolin Temple to participate in Zen. I saw that the monk disappeared all of a sudden, and then a fresh breeze blew in the ears of the two of them, and the monk disappeared!

"Senior Brother Tixing, did I read it wrong just now, I obviously saw someone just now. The monk on the left looked back at the senior brother and asked.

"Senior Brother, you read that right. That's Uncle Zhiyuan. "The eyesight of the body is much better than the physical affairs, just now at that moment he recognized that the tattered, like a beggar was the uncle of the temple Zhiyuan, and it seemed that he was still holding a burnt wood?

"No, I thought it was an ascetic monk from somewhere, but didn't Uncle Zhiyuan go to Southern Shaolin to teach the Fa, how did he become this virtue?"

"Who knows. The outside world is exciting, and anything can happen. Who knows what trouble Uncle Zhiyuan will encounter. The figure shrugged, he was the laziest to think about things.

"Hey, Senior Brother! Uncle Shi seems to have used martial arts just now! And he crossed the river with a reed. As if he had discovered something extraordinary, he stared wide-eyed and waited for his senior brother to answer.

The body was stunned, as if he had heard something extremely terrifying, and shouted softly at the body: "What are you talking about! Where is the martial arts! We haven't seen anything!"

After a while, he understood what the senior brother meant, and if he was heard by the uncle of the temple, he would definitely punish himself for not having food for a few days. Wait, wasn't the person who broke the vows just now the temple supervisor himself!

The physical behavior and physical affairs pretended to close the temple gate that was kicked open by Zhiyuan, and stood straight as if nothing had happened, as if two statues were guarding the temple gate. Professional smiles spread across the faces of the two men, and they were ready to begin welcoming the pilgrims who had come to offer incense.

Zhiyuan rushed into the temple and went straight to the west courtyard. Along the way, several monks were shocked when they saw Zhiyuan's figure, and they hadn't seen anyone performing martial arts in Shaolin for a long time, and it was actually Shaolin kung fu. Isn't this looking for punishment?

In the meditation room of the West Courtyard, Zhijin opened his door. I wondered if I should take advantage of the good weather today to dry the medicinal herbs I had harvested a year ago, and it might be moldy when I put it in the warehouse, and I saw a black shadow crashing into me.

Zhijin flashed to the side in fright, and exclaimed, "What a demon!"

"Senior brother is me!" Zhiyuan threw the mountain peak on Zhijin's bed, and hurriedly said: "Senior brother, it is important to save people." ”

Zhijin didn't expect this person to be Zhiyuan, and originally wanted to ask Zhiyuan how he became like this, and actually used martial arts in the temple. But as soon as he looked at the mountain peak on the bed, he immediately held the mountain peak's wrist.

"Soul Hook Needle, what's going on?" asked Zhijin with a frown, the condition of the mountain peak was very bad. The soul hook needle is at the door of the heart vein, and it may pierce the heart of the mountain peak at any time.

Zhiyuan said the reason, but he was also tired and collapsed, and he fell into a deep sleep as soon as he lay down on the chair. At this time, I saw a group of monks rushing over with brooms and burning sticks.

"Uncle Shi, what's wrong?" they heard Zhijin's shout just now, and thought that Zhijin had been kicked by a wild boar again. Last time, Zhijin rescued a wild boar with a broken back and came back for treatment, but after being cured, the wild boar actually turned his face and didn't recognize people, kicked Zhijin and ran away.

"It's okay!" Zhijin listened to the mess outside, and with a wave of his right hand, the door closed automatically when there was no wind.

The monks looked at each other, thinking that they had just heard that Uncle Zhiyuan, who had always enforced the law strictly, actually used martial arts as soon as he came back, and now Uncle Zhijin also came to such a Buddha in front of them.

Everyone is puzzled, but in fact, most of them are unfair in their hearts, and they scold Zhiyuan in their hearts. You must know that usually, as long as he breaks the martial arts, he will be punished by Zhiyuan for not being able to eat several times, but now he is blatantly violating the precepts.

Zhijin didn't think about it so much, now the mountain peak on the bed is already a critical moment, and after listening to Zhiyuan's description, Zhijin also has a feeling in his heart, he must save this young man.

Zhijin pulled out a wooden box from under the bed, this thing hadn't been used for a long time since Shaolin set up a martial arts ring. When the box was opened, there were eighty-eight or ninety-one thin needles of different sizes and lengths.

Shaolin Temple not only martial arts deter martial arts, but also proficient in medical skills, and the legend of the four wonders of the Chinese medicine master is also one of the medical treasures in the martial arts.

As the dean of the Shaolin Pharmacist Academy, Zhijin's medical skills are naturally the first in Shaolin, even if he gets the entire martial arts competition, he is also ranked third in the list of famous doctors in the rivers and lakes that year, located in Huatuozhuang's "white-faced divine doctor" Hua Ruliu and Qingfeng Tang's "angry death Yama" Xue Bai.

Zhiyuan connected the eight points on the chest of the mountain peak and unlocked the eight acupuncture points where Zhiyuan blocked the soul hooking needle. With a wave of his big hand, a thin needle was inserted into each of the eight acupuncture points.

The right hand moved again, and a thin needle was inserted directly into the Baihui acupoint on the top of the mountain's head. Shanfeng's body suddenly trembled, you must know that Baihui is one of several important acupuncture points in the human body, and it is also one of the dead acupoints. Ordinary doctors do not dare to inject needles on Baihui acupoints, because the slightest carelessness will kill the patient.

Zhiyuan is naturally not an ordinary doctor, his hands follow the hands of the mountain peak all the way up to the acupoints, and then slowly massage on his chest. Half an hour later, Shanfeng opened his mouth for no reason, and Zhijin immediately swung Shanfeng's head to the side, and as soon as Shanfeng was placed, he spit out a large mouthful of black blood.

Although the poisonous blood was spit out, the soul hooking needle was still in the body of the mountain peak, so Zhi Jin touched it in the wooden box and took out a swarthy stone and put it on the mountain peak's chest.

"Go!" Zhijin snorted softly, his right hand was lucky, and a trace of white smoke came out of the black stone in his hand. Zhijin lifted the black stone from the mountain's chest, and he was also relieved. And there was a needle as thin as a cow's hair attached to the black stone, and if you didn't look closely, you really couldn't see it.

It turned out that this black stone was an extremely rare magnet in the world, and Zhijin was passed down to him by his master. Just now, he sealed the blood flow of Shanfeng's heart veins with a thin needle, and then used a massage to push the blood from his hand that was farther away from his heart to his chest, forcing some poisonous blood out.

Finally, use internal force to suck out the soul hook needle, and it is done.

"Senior brother is fortunate. Zhiyuan saluted Zhijin, and he didn't know when he woke up, or if he looked tired.

"Senior brother, seriously. Zhijin returned the salute, watching the black on the mountain peak reced, Zhijin was still quite happy in his heart. It's been a long time since he's been treated with such a serious injury, and when his hands are itchy, he only needs to go outside the temple to find some injured animals to heal.

Zhiyuan looked at the mountain's breathing and recited Amitabha. If Shanfeng really died, he would really feel guilty to death. After all, it was his lack of decisive action that would cause the mountain to be poisoned.

"Senior brother, you rushed all the way into the temple just now, but many people saw it. Zhijin saw the expressions of the other monks just now, and wondered if he should tell them the details.

"I saw it, I saw it, since I broke my vows. Then I will be punished. When Zhiyuan said this, he looked at Zhijin with bad intentions. That expression is telling Zhijin, you just held the clouds with one hand, don't think I don't know.

Zhijin gasped, thinking that after decades, Senior Brother's efforts to pull people into the water still haven't been pulled down. But thinking that if it weren't for this, he wouldn't have such a serious illness as Shanfeng to heal.

"Senior brother, who is this young man, and why is his body ......" Zhijin looked at the peak, when he was healing the peak just now, he found that the pulse of the peak was particularly disordered, and under the factor of the soul hooking needle, there were even more strange phenomena.

"I also found out when I suppressed his heart pulse for him, he is such a young man who is no more than twenty, he shouldn't have it......" Zhiyuan looked at the mountain peak, and he couldn't figure it out in his heart.

"Is it possible ......" Zhijin suddenly thought of a possibility, but Zhiyuan immediately shook his head and scolded: "That's the master who lied to you, how many times have you told you, there is no once-in-a-century martial arts wizard in this world, you are not, I am not, and he is not." ”

Zhijin looked aggrieved and muttered: "Cut, I don't know who was like me back then, who was deceived into Shaolin by the master's Nine Yin True Scripture." ”

"Nonsense! I wasn't tricked into this stupid way of being at home. Zhiyuan blew his beard and glared, and said angrily: "I was originally a god palm." ”