"Disciple Lingxing, ask to see Uncle Haikong!" Lingxing took Wang Lie into the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, went all the way around, came directly to the backyard of Shaolin Temple, walked in front of a courtyard, and did not push the door in, but shouted through the door.

"Lingxing, what's the matter at such a late hour?" A gentle voice sounded, and it sounded in the ears through the courtyard door, and the warm voice made people feel like a spring breeze.

"Uncle Haikong, Wang Lie's benefactor came up the mountain and asked to see the abbot, the disciple didn't dare to call the shots, please ask Uncle Haikong to decide. Lingxing said respectfully.

"Squeak-" The courtyard door opened, and an old monk with a slight smile on his face walked out slowly, whispered a Buddha name, and said: "It turned out that the king benefactor was coming, and the old monk was disappointed, please forgive me." ”

"The master is polite, I haven't seen you for many days, how are you doing?" Wang Lie said with a smile, he had a good impression of this sea and air, and he was a real monk.

Haikong was stunned for a moment, a little unaccustomed to Wang Lie's greeting, and said: "Fortunately, I don't know what happened to Wang Shizhu going up the mountain at this time?" Wang Lie left Shaolin Temple for just over a month, and after such a short time, he came again, and Haikong couldn't figure out his purpose.

Wang Lie didn't speak, but glanced at Lingxing.

"Lingxing, you should step back first. The Master of the Sea and Air understood and said with a smile.

"Yes, Uncle Haikong. Lingxing bowed and said respectfully, glaring at Wang Lie fiercely before retreating.

"Master, I heard that Master Abbot is injured, but is it true?" Wang Lie didn't make a fuss, and said directly, in the face of these high monks, there is no need to detour around the bend, and they will not speak falsely.

Master Haikong sighed and said, "Lord Wang also knows, it is true, Senior Brother Abbot was injured a few days ago, and he has not recovered yet. ”

The master of the sea and air did not hide it from him, although Wang Lie made a fuss in Shaolin, but the two sides were not enemies. Master Haikong is not worried about what will happen to him.

"Is there really such a thing, I heard that Guo Yan and Guo Gang Leader of the Beggars Gang are also on the mountain, but is it also true?" Wang Lie asked again.

"That's right, I'm in the mountains. Haikong has not yet answered. A voice sounded in the ears of the two of them, the voice was loud, with the momentum of wind and thunder, "Haikong, you two come in." Haitong is in good spirits at this time. ”

Wang Lie was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Guo Yan to be in this small courtyard and hadn't gone down the mountain yet, it seemed that the situation was even stricter than he thought, and Guo Yan's identity was actually guarding Haitong's side in person.

Haikong was also stunned, but he returned to normal in an instant, stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation, and took the lead in walking into the small courtyard.

When he entered the room, Wang Lie saw at a glance an old monk who was half-lying on the bed, a burly old man sitting upright at the head of the bed, and Lingmen on the other side standing on the bed. His face was full of worry.

Wang Lie was shocked, Haitong was still in good spirits more than a month ago, and in just one month, he was already skinny, his eyes were deeply sunken, his skin revealed a black gas, and his breathing was very weak.

"Master Abbot, how can you be so strict, I only heard that you were injured, who can hurt you to such an extent?" Wang Lie shook his body. He asked as he came to the bedside.

"The king is here, let you see the smile, the old monk is not good at learning, but he has lost the face of Shaolin. Abbot Haitong looked at Wang Lie and said. There was a weakness in his voice.

"Fart, what kind of mastery, if it weren't for the thief's indiscriminate means, how could you be hurt so much?" Guo Yan scolded, his temperament was already hot, and this time he was even more enraged, since his martial arts achievements. He hadn't suffered this kind of loss yet, and in front of his eyes, Haitong was seriously injured, how could he not be angry.

"Guo Daxia, what the hell is going on? Who is the other party who can actually hurt the abbot of Haitong to this extent?" asked Wang Lie.

Guo Yan glanced at him and said, "Wang boy, it's only been seven or eight years, you have grown your skills, is that how Xiaoyaozi taught you?

"How dare I make a big fuss in Shaolin," Wang Lie smiled bitterly: "I just learned martial arts with a few masters, do you see that as soon as I heard that the abbot master was injured, I rushed to help?"

"You're still a little bit moral. Guo Yan snorted and said: "The other party's skills are extremely weird, and there are strange toxins in the palm, which is different from the five poisonous palms. He still answered Wang Lie's question.

"Huagong**!" Wang Lie was shocked and blurted out. Isn't it true that the internal force of people is used to poison people? But it's not right, isn't it Ding Chunqiu's unique practice? Ding Chunqiu hasn't worshiped under the Wuyazi Sect at this time, whether he was born or not, how can anyone be able to do it?

"What kind of kung fu is this?" Guo Yan frowned.

Wang Lie took a deep breath, calmed down, and said: "I have heard that there is a kind of martial arts, when cultivating, you have to borrow the venom and venom of a lot of poisonous snakes and poisonous insects, inhale the palm of your hand, and when you do it with others, you can pass these poisons into the other party's meridians, which can dissolve the opponent's internal force. Listening to Guo Daxia's description, it is very likely that the abbot of Haitong has won the Huagong**. ”

"There is such a vicious martial art in the world, why have I never heard of it?" Guo Yan raised his eyebrows and said.

"Brother Wang, you know this kung fu, is there a way to heal my master's wounds?" Lingmen pounced on and grabbed Wang Lie's arm and said.

Wang Lie broke free of his arm from the Lingmen hand, and said: "I've only heard of this, I've never seen it, I thought it was a legend, I didn't expect this kind of kung fu to really exist, don't worry, I'll take a look for the abbot master first." ”

"It's useless, any internal force transmitted to him will disappear without a trace. Guo Yan saw that Wang Lie grabbed Haitong's hand and was about to cross the internal force, and said: "I have tried many times, otherwise I would have used my skills to help him force the poison." ”

These days, he is staying here in Haitong, firstly, because he is afraid that the other party will go and return, and secondly, he wants to find a way to treat Haitong's injury, if he does not find a way to treat this injury as soon as possible, I am afraid that his life will not be long.

"It's okay, I'll try. Wang Lie said, an internal force has crossed into Haitong's body.

Guo Yan shook his head, the young man just didn't hit the south wall and didn't look back, he was looking for a loss.

Wang Lie separated a stream of true qi into the meridians of Haitong, and that true qi began to taper at a speed visible to the naked eye, and before it had traveled for a week, it had already disappeared into the mud cow into the sea, Wang Lie's brows furrowed, this is very likely to be the weird kung fu domineering of "Huagong**", which is unexpectedly domineering, and even his own Northern Hell's true qi can be dissolved.

"It's really overbearing. ”

"Don't waste your anger. Haitong shook his head and said: "The old man knows that he has no power to return to the sky, everyone doesn't have to work hard, life and death are fate, don't mind." ”

"Not necessarily, master, with me, you can't die. Wang Lie said with a smile.

"Do you have a way?" Several people present said in surprise, Guo Yan and Haitong were surprised that they had no way, Wang Lie, a young man, had a way, and Lingmen was pleasantly surprised.

"Since I can't use internal force to force the poison, then I will suck the poison out!" Wang Lie said.

"Suck it out, although the internal force can absorb things in the air, but how can the things in the body be sucked out?" Guo Yan said with a frown, with his knowledge of martial arts, he didn't think he could absorb the toxins in the meridians.

"This is a kind of kung fu that has been passed down from this sect. Wang Lie said: "You don't care so much, just know that I can do it." ”

"If you can absorb the toxins in the meridians, then wouldn't you be able to absorb the internal force of people from the meridians, this kind of kung fu, domineering Cheng Dù is not under the poisonous palm of this mysterious person. Guo Yan is worthy of being a master, and he points out the key points in one word.

"Just kidding, Guo Daxia, do you think your palm power is not strong enough? If I absorb your internal force again, won't it give you a boost to your palm power, and there is no such thing as looking for death. Wang Lie waved his hand to interrupt Guo Yan's words, and if he continued to talk about it, he would tell the truth about the Northern Spiritual Skill, and that would not be good.

However, Guo Yan also said it, and when he thought about it, he was right to sway the internal force when he attacked, if he added a suction, it would not be that the palm power was more violent, he would never have imagined that there was a "Northern Shengong" in the world, which could absorb people's internal force and turn it into his own use.

"Master Haikong, is there any ginseng in the temple that replenishes vitality, it's best to prepare some, I'm afraid he will also be greatly injured after I expel the poison for Master Abbot. Wang Lie drew his attention to detoxifying Haitong. (To be continued.) )