He was disturbed by the noisy shouting, he reached out and opened the door, and saw monks holding buckets running towards a fiery place in the sky.

To the west, the monstrous fire has reflected the entire sky like a large fire cloud, enveloping the entire west of the Shaolin Temple.

"What a big fire," why not drunk looking at the red in the sky and muttered.

"Hey, the one over there"

Why don't you get drunk and turn your head when you hear this, and a middle-aged monk is hurriedly waving in the distance, shouting to him.

"Why don't you hurry up and put out the fire, why are you stunned!" the middle-aged monk shouted.

"Oh...... Oh, why don't you get drunk and suddenly come back to your senses, take out a wooden basin from the room, and follow the monks to the west.

In front of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, why not get drunk and look at the huge flames in front of him, and can't help but sigh, what a grand bonfire party, the accumulation of Shaolin Temple for hundreds of years I don't know how much was burned by this fire!

"Senior Brother Tianming, it's not good, Senior Nephew Jueyuan is still trapped inside and hasn't come out!" The middle-aged monk who was yelling at why not get drunk looked at Zen Master Tianming with an anxious expression.

When Zen Master Tianming heard this, he couldn't help but look embarrassed, this fire burned so badly, Jueyuan was in it at this time, he was afraid that he had already passed away, whether to add another life to gamble, he was a little hesitant.

The abbot of Tianming was silent, but he was anxious why not get drunk, how could this be, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was burned, and the flail scriptures were probably not spared, so Jueyuan became the only one who knew the Jiuyang Sutra, if he died, then ...... No, he can't die!

Why don't you get drunk and reach out and tear off a sleeve, soak it in a basin of water, tie it to your mouth and nose, and rush out with an arrow step. Jueyuan, Jueyuan, you must not have an accident, or it will be a pity for the young master to sacrifice himself for others to save the suffering and save the Bodhisattva!

As soon as he entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, why not get drunk and suddenly feel stuffy in his chest, suffocate his breath, the majestic heat around him drove the oxygen extremely thin, why not get drunk and almost suffocated, not only that, the raging heat of the flame was added to He Budrunk's body, as if he was roasting a suckling pig, the sweat just flowed out and quickly evaporated into the air, and after a while, why not drunk already felt that his throat and eyes began to dry!

"Jueyuan, where are you?!" he shouted loudly.

"Crackling" The sound of burning wood came, completely covering the sound of why not being drunk in a radius of three feet.

The fire is even stronger than when He Bu got drunk when he first came in!

"Jueyuan!" answer me" Why don't you get drunk and run and shout on the first floor, he doesn't dare to stop, time is pressing, he is racing against death every minute!

Half an hour passed.

"Jueyuan!"

"Crackle, boom" There was a loud noise, and the beams began to shake.

Why don't you get drunk and be even more anxious, this house collapses, and even he has to be crushed inside.

"Jueyuan, where the hell are you?"

Why don't you get drunk and feel that your throat is about to burn, and bursts of dry pain come.

The black smoke was so smoky that he couldn't open his eyes, and he began to feel a wave of weakness hit his body, which was a sign that he was beginning to lack oxygen.

"Division...... Brother, I'm ...... I'm ...... here."

Why not get drunk and in a hurry, passing by a collapsed bookshelf, a trembling voice came from below.

Why don't you get drunk and be overjoyed, this kid has finally been found.

Hurriedly stretched out his hand and lifted the heavy wooden bookshelf hard, why not get drunk and shouted at Jueyuan, who was buried under the bookshelf: "Can you go, come out by yourself" The bookshelves were too heavy, he could only barely lift them, and it was a little difficult to save people.

"Division...... Brother, I don't ...... No, you ...... yourself Let's go," Jueyuan, who was covered in black face, gasped.

Hearing Jueyuan's words, why don't you get drunk and your lungs are about to be blown up, he yelled: "** Get out of Lao Tzu quickly, it's easy for Lao Tzu to save you so hard, don't pretend to be dead for Lao Tzu!"

"Division...... Senior brother" At this time, Jueyuan inside suddenly choked up, and he was very moved. Although He Bu Drunk's words were rough, his tone clearly revealed his determination not to throw himself away!

"I rely on" Why don't you get drunk and finally have no patience, he doesn't know where he got the strength, he jerked the bookshelf too high, then supported the bookshelf with one hand, reached under the bookshelf with one hand, grabbed Jueyuan's monk's robe, and dragged him out from under the bookshelf.

Rescue Jueyuan, why don't you get drunk and find out why Jueyuan wants to let himself go first, this little monk's leg was smashed off by the bookshelf!

Secretly scolded, why not get drunk and put Jueyuan, whose consciousness had begun to blur, behind him, and tied him firmly to himself, and was about to rush out at the moment, a casual look back, under the bookshelf where Jueyuan lay down, four books lying on the ground came into view - "The Book of Flails".

"Damn! Hit the luck!" Why don't you get drunk and quickly turn around, stuff the four books into your arms, and walk out with Jueyuan on your back.

"Senior Brother Tianming, why hasn't that kid come out yet, won't it be ......" The middle-aged monk looked anxious.

"It's all my fault, why didn't I stop him"

"Amitabha" Zen Master Tianming had a solemn face and said in a low voice: "Senior brother, don't be impatient."

"Senior brother, we still suspected this child, and now this child is acting so righteously, if this child dies like this, I really ...... I have a hard conscience."

Zen Master Tianming's face changed slightly, he lowered his head and looked at the Buddhist beads in his hand, reciting the Buddhist scriptures over and over again, calming his mind, but the sweat left on his forehead showed that he was not calm at this time!

The Scripture Pavilion has been completely surrounded by fire, why don't you get drunk and die inside, everyone thinks so!

Why don't you get drunk and run all the way with Jueyuan on his back, his breath is becoming more and more unstable, the increase in the fire makes it even more difficult for him to breathe, plus the wet cloth on his mouth and nose has been dried by the fire, he began to inhale the dust!

"Ahem, cough, cough" Why don't you get drunk and cough violently while running, he feels that his lungs are about to explode, his throat seems to be blocked with a thick phlegm, he can't swallow it, he can't spit it out, his trachea is completely blocked, and he can't breathe in.

Looking at the gate a few feet away, why not drunk never felt that this short distance of ten meters was so far away, struggled a few steps away, and finally couldn't control it, the body was weak, fell down heavily, fell to the ground, and gradually lost consciousness, before the consciousness dissipated, the misty eyes looked at the door close at hand, why not drunk and unwilling to smile bitterly.

If he didn't be greedy to pick up those few flail scriptures, maybe he could rush out, greed killed people, this was his last thought before he fell into a coma.

"Senior Brother Tianming, look, isn't it them" The middle-aged monk excitedly pointed towards the two staggering figures inside the gate of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

"Bang" The two figures fell down seven or eight meters away from the gate.

"Ahh

"Boom, click" A loud sound came, and the entire Scripture Pavilion began to shake, crumbling, and the Scripture Pavilion was about to collapse.

There was a crisp "crackle", the beams of the house were burned off, and two huge charred black logs fell from the roof, and quickly smashed down towards the two of them who were lying on the ground.

"Open it for me!" said that it was too late and that was fast, only to hear a loud shout, Tianming Zen Master waved his hand, a strong palm force erupted, smashed on the two logs, knocked the two thick logs out, Tianming Abbot stepped on the spot, his body swished out, and instantly drilled into the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, when the body passed by He Budrunk and the two of them, a hovering in the air, reached out and grabbed the backs of the two, turned around and flew out quickly.

"Boom" at this moment, the crumbling Tibetan Scripture Pavilion finally could not be burned, collapsed violently, at the last moment, Tianming Zen Master rushed out of the gate that was about to collapse, narrowly and dangerously avoided the falling flames, and landed steadily in the open space of the courtyard.

This process is long to say, but in fact it is only a matter of an instant, from the Tianming Zen Master rushed into the courtyard to the fall, before and after only two breaths of time, all the monks saw the Tianming Zen Master's miraculous light body kung fu, all amazed and worshipped.