'Shuntian urging the dispersion' is the unique poison of Shuntianmen. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info poisoned people will feel the pain of being bitten by a wild beast. If you don't get the antidote in time, you will have cramps all over your body and die of pain, and the death will be terrifying. Sure enough, in the morning, Shi Hongtao heard a burst of scratching outside the door. Immediately afterward, a series of cries of pain were heard. Shi Hongtao knew that most of the people in the temple had been poisoned. So, I walked out of the door and walked to the phaseless meditation room.

Entering the Wuxiang meditation room, Shi Hongtao saw that Wuxiang was meditating, and beads of sweat the size of beans continued to ooze out of his forehead, and his expression was extremely painful. Obviously, Wuxiang is not immune, and he is working to drive away drugs. Seeing Shi Hongtao arrive safely, knowing that he was not poisoned, he rejoiced: "Amitabha! Hurry up and go down the mountain, Shaolin Temple is suffering from an unprecedented disaster, you better hurry up and escape. It's late, but it's too late. ”

Shi Hongtao sneered: "I know that the whole temple of Shaolin Temple has been hit by the 'Shuntian Urging to Disperse', and if the poisoned person can't get the antidote within twelve hours, he will have spasms all over his body and die of pain." ”

Wuxiang was surprised: "How did the little donor know?" Shi Hongtao said with a hideous face: "Because I gave this poison." Wuxiang was even more surprised, and his face changed greatly. Then he said indifferently: "Sin, sin! I don't know what my Shaolin has offended the little donor, and I ask the little donor to make it clear." ”

Shi Hongtao said: "The master did not hesitate to spend his true qi to save my life, and I should be grateful for the retribution." I have no choice but to take revenge for killing my father and seizing the throne, and I have to take revenge. So, I had to do it. If the master is willing to fulfill one thing for me, I promise to immediately distribute the antidote to the poison on the masters of the Shaolin Temple. ”

Wuxiang said: "Amitabha! The little benefactor is still young, so why bother with hatred and seek trouble for himself?"

Shi Hongtao said impatiently: "You don't talk nonsense. Let me ask you, will you pass on your 'Bodhi Zen skills' to me?"

Wuxiang said: "The little donor did not hesitate to poison my whole temple, for this?"

Shi Hongtao said: "Yes! As everyone knows in the martial arts, Shaolin's 'Bodhi Zen Gong' is the highest internal skill in the martial arts. As long as the master is willing to teach me everything, then my revenge is just around the corner. ”

Wuxiang shook his head and said: "The little donor knows that every martial art in my Shaolin must be based on Buddhism. The little benefactor is full of anger, and if he forcibly learns it, he is afraid that it will backfire and fall into a situation from which he will never recover!"

Shi Hongtao saw that Wuxiang was still verbose, and did not clearly indicate whether he was willing to pass on his skills to him, so he said angrily: "Old monk, you don't talk nonsense, are you willing or not? Do you want to see with your own eyes that hundreds of people in the whole temple are tortured to death because of you?"

Wuxiang hesitated. Suddenly, someone outside the door came to report: "Tell the abbot that the poison in the whole temple cannot be resolved, and some disciples who are still weak have fainted in pain." How should we ask the abbot to show us?"

Wuxiang sighed and said, "You go down first, and I will ask someone to send the antidote to you later." After the person who played the report was gone, he said helplessly: "That's it! It's a blessing or a curse, and it can't be avoided." Little donor, come here, and the old man will teach you the 'Bodhi Zen Gong'. After passing on the merits, the old man hoped that the little benefactor would be compassionate and relieve the pain of my Shaolin disciples in time. ”

Shi Hongtao said with infinite joy: "Master, please rest assured, as long as the master is willing to teach me skills, I will definitely give you an antidote." With that, he walked up to Wuxiang. Wuxiang said: "Little donor, please sit down on the pit, face me, stretch your hands forward, and put your palms against my palms." Shi Hongtao did it one by one. When the four palms collided, I immediately felt two warm currents flowing into the dantian through the hands. Gradually, the phaseless body also floated. In the end, Wuxiang directly turned his body upside down, and used the Heavenly Spirit Cover against Shi Hongtao's Heavenly Spirit Cover, and his palm was facing Shi Hongtao's palm. It lasted like this for about half an hour, and the absence of phase fell. But his whole body was completely white, and his face was old. Wuxiang said weakly: "Little donor, the old man has taught you all the skills of nearly seventy years. You can now go and detoxify my Shaolin disciple. ”

Shi Hongtao ignored it, exhaled, and walked down the pit leisurely. Immediately, he used his hand instead of the sword to use a move, the 'Seven Absolute Sword Technique', and slashed towards the table opposite. The table was split in two on the spot.

Seeing Shi Hongtao's 'Seven Absolute Sword Technique', he was taken aback and said: "Seven-Absolute Sword-Method! How can you know the 'Seven Absolute Sword Technique'? Who are you?"

Shi Hongtao seemed to be very satisfied with the power of the sword technique he had just used, and said proudly: "Master has good eyesight! You can see at a glance that what I am using is the 'Seven Absolute Sword Technique'. However, master, please rest assured, Ye Xiaotian, the master of this swordsmanship, is dead and will never come up to trouble the Shaolin Temple again. I learned it when I saw his swordsmanship in a cave. As for who I am, I don't have to tell you now. I am actually the son of Shi Yinghai, the former head of Shuntianmen, and Shi Hongtao, the current head of Shuntianmen. ”

Wuxiang was even more surprised and said, "Are you from Shuntianmen?" Shi Hongtao said: "Not bad!" Wuxiang sighed: "Sin, sin." It seems that the martial arts are about to set off a bloody storm again. Lao Wei is now a wasted person, and the Lord of Wangshi thinks that Lao Gao once saved your life, and in the future, be merciful and do less killing, then you will be of immeasurable merit!"

Shi Hongtao thought that Wuxiang was worried that he would break his promise and not give the antidote, so he said: "Don't worry, I will definitely give them the antidote." However, you still have to help me do one more thing before I can cure them of the poison. ”

Wuxiang asked, "What's the matter?" Shi Hongtao said: "I want the master to make me the new abbot of Shaolin Temple." If the master promises me, I will detoxify them immediately. "For thousands of years, every Shaolin abbot has been held by a monk, so how can a non-monk be the benefactor? ”

Shi Hongtao said angrily: "In short, I don't care about this. If I can't be the abbot of Shaolin, not only will I detoxify them, but I will also burn the entire Shaolin Temple with a fire. Shaolin monks and laymen are all over the world, saving them the trouble of coming to me every day in the future. ”

Wuxiang was very scared after hearing this. If the entire Shaolin suffers from the catastrophe because of this, then he will become the sinner of the Shaolin Temple through the ages. Wuxiang also knew for a long time that Shuntianmen had always been ruthless in doing things, and Shi Hongtao had completely done such a thing. So he said helplessly: "The stone donor is slow, let me think of a comprehensive method." ”

Shi Hongtao sneered: "Master can't think about it for too long, if he misses the time to detoxify, even if I give them the antidote, in the end, they will still ascend to the Western Bliss and see the Buddha!"

Seeing Shi Hongtao say this, he didn't dare to think about it. He closed his eyes and said, "I am tired of the benefactor to invite several eminent monks such as the Dharma Academy, the Arhat Hall, the Prajna Hall, the Precept Hall, and the Zhike Hall. I have to accept you as a disciple of the Shaolin lay family in front of them before I can appoint you as the abbot of Shaolin and take charge of the entire Shaolin Temple. Shi Hongtao saw that Wuxiang agreed, so he happily brought several monks to the Wuxiang meditation room.