Chapter 527 Fudo Ming King
Can make the withered-faced Master Yuan Shen show such an angry expression.
Monks are not prone to joy, anger, and sorrow easily.
In addition to Master Yuanshen's current state, his face actually has no expression.
But you can still see anger in Master Yuan Shen.
One can imagine how angry Master Yuanshen was.
But Ye Zhen has no intention to care about their affairs.
"Do you have a Buddhist scripture pavilion here?" Ye Zhen asked Master Yuanshen straight to the point.
Master Yuan Shen put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the donor."
"If you can save our Buddhism."
"Don't talk about the Sutra Pavilion, our Buddhist treasure pavilion can be opened to you."
Legend has it that the relics of Sakyamuni are preserved here in White Horse Temple.
But legends are legends, no one knows whether they are true or not.
But Ye Zhen doesn’t understand that Buddhism is booming now.
Where does he need to save?
Ye Zhen knew that these bald donkeys would not agree to him so easily.
The Sutra Pavilion contains Buddhist classics from past dynasties and some lost scriptures.
These are already considered cultural relics.
Suddenly Master Yuan Shen coughed twice violently.
The whole person seems to be in a bad state.
Fa Yuan sat next to his master and quickly supported his master.
"Master, your health is okay." Monk Fayuan only had worry on his face.
“My time as a master is numbered.” Master Yuanshen’s face turned pale after coughing violently.
“But what I am most worried about is Buddhism.”
“They have fallen into the devil’s way now.”
Logically speaking, Buddhism can be said to be the strongest sect in physical cultivation in China.
You can get a glimpse of the leopard from the body of Monk Fayuan.
Master Yuan Shen, as the master of Fa Yuan, should be physically stronger.
The Buddhist practitioners are different from the warriors.
If the warrior cannot break through the innate.
As we grow older, we gain more experience.
But physical strength, energy and courage are all declining year by year.
That’s why people say that boxing is afraid of young people.
When you get old, if someone else comes to kick you out.
It is easy to kill the master with a blind punch.
This way your lifelong reputation will be ruined.
There is no way your martial arts gym can continue to operate.
So why do some martial arts schools keep accepting disciples.
In addition to making money in business, it is also to train his own apprentices.
Let your skills be passed on, otherwise your sect will be ruined.
That's a shame for my ancestor!
Another, more important point is the apprentices trained.
People who can handle door-to-door kicks and challenges.
So these closed disciples must be carefully selected.
After all, this martial arts gym will need to be given to this heir in the future.
You want to come over and challenge me? Let’s beat my apprentice first.
In this way, outsiders can know.
You see, he can't even defeat my apprentice, let alone challenge me.
This is how the martial arts gym continues to operate.
Just like the Xia family, the best successor is of course his own son.
Is there anyone you can trust more than your own son?
Why do many warriors accept disciples, in addition to their talent?
The most important thing is your character, if your character is not good enough.
I will never accept you as my disciple. This is the so-called martial ethics.
This is the path of some ordinary warriors.
Those like Buddhism and Taoism have inheritance.
Different from ordinary warriors.
The older they get, the more powerful they become, just like Taoist master Zhang Tianshi.
Although he is already old, the strength of half-step foundation building is not just a piece of paper.
Correspondingly, the same is true for Buddhism.
Under normal circumstances, Master Yuanshen's physical body should not be like this.
Ye Zhen went over and stretched out his hand to feel Master Yuanshen's pulse.
Monk Fayuan on the side was curious, what is Ye Zhen doing?
Master Yuan Shen was out of breath and said: "It's useless, Master Ye."
"The old body is exhausted and there is no way to save it."
"Even if Hua Tuo is reincarnated, there will be nothing he can do."
Pulse condition is actually, to put it bluntly, the beating of the pulse.
It is the performance of electrical signals.
Ye Zhen touched Master Yuanshen’s wrist with a finger.
Ye Zhen is able to know the physical condition of Master Yuanshen through subtle electric currents.
Indeed, as Master Yuan Shen said, his body was about to fail.
It should be said that now it is just hanging with one breath.
All the organs in the body are very weak.
Ye Zhen was curious, how could Master Yuanshen still be alive?
According to Ye Zhen's detection, Master Yuan Shen will die in the next second.
He was not surprised at all.
Master Yuan Shen looked at Ye Zhen's expression and said, "The poor monk didn't lie to you, Donor Ye."
Monk Fa Yuan has actually been looking for a way to save his master.
But modern medical treatment has no way to deal with Master Yuan Shen's condition.
Modern medicine is not a panacea.
Monk Fayuan knew that Ye Zhen had great magical powers, and that he was said to be able to turn everything upside down in the Confucian mansion.
The one who was able to escape safely was rumored to be Ye Zhen.
Monk Fayuan didn’t believe this rumor before.
After all, they Buddhists know about the old witch Kong Mei in the Kong family.
That strength is so weird.
No one in China can be said to be a sure winner against this old witch.
What's more, it's in the Confucius Mansion, on someone else's territory. But Fa Yuan went to Yangcheng TV station to personally "invite" Ye Zhen to come to Buddhism.
After experiencing Ye Zhen’s strength personally.
Even when his master is at his peak, he may not be as scary as Ye Zhen.
"Donor Ye, how is my master?" Fa Yuan said anxiously: "Is there any other way?"
Electric light lit up on Ye Zhen's hand and was directly transmitted to Master Yuanshen.
This is to use electric current to stimulate the cells of Master Yuan Shen.
Gives a certain level of vitality.
Master Yuan Shen felt a burst of tingling energy coming from Ye Zhen.
Then it spread throughout his body.
Monk Yuanshen felt that his body had regained a little vitality.
The round, deep and dull face that resembled the bark of a tree actually began to show some signs of a dead tree blooming into spring.
The court monk looked at Ye Zhen's miraculous technique.
Master Yuan Shen's face looked much better.
At least now Master Yuanshen doesn't have to worry that he might die in the next second.
Now at least I can live for a while.
Master Yuan Shen knows his physical condition best.
"Donor Ye?" Master Yuanshen's eyes were full of shock, "What did you do?"
Master Yuanshen felt that although his body was very weak.
But it is no longer the kind that wandered on the boundary between life and death.
“I knew it was right to let you come over.” Master Yuan Shen felt his vitality restored.
"You don't have to thank me." Ye Zhen explained, "I just temporarily activate the vitality of the cells in your body."
"It is equivalent to draining the potential of your cells."
Master Yuan Shen didn't care what Ye Zhen said, "It doesn't matter, it's a blessing to be able to let me act again."
Master Yuan Shen stood up from the ground.
After seeing this, Fa Yuan was so excited that he shed tears, "Master, you can move now."
Master Yuan Shen obviously hadn't moved for a long time.
What I practice is meditation.
My body seems to be unfamiliar with the feeling of walking, and I stagger a little.
Fa Yuan immediately broke a branch in the woods and used it as a crutch for Master Yuan Shen.
Master Yuan Shen leaned on crutches and was finally able to move.
In India, there is a similar cultivation method.
For example, it is a silent chant, not speaking for a period of time.
Some people hold their hands up and don’t put them down for decades.
What's even more bizarre is that he uses his head as land to grow plants.
There are all kinds.
Master Yuan Shen practiced concentration meditation before, or to put it another way.
He is the so-called Fudo Myooh.
Ever since Master Yuan Shen’s physical body dried up, he has been sitting here motionless.
Like a monk who is about to die.
But it has been hanging like this half-dead.
But fortunately, there is a disciple like Fa Yuan who comes regularly to see Monk Yuanshen.
Monk Yuanshen was not so weak before.
At that time, I could still move around like normal people.
But as time goes by, the body is like a balloon with holes.
It began to decline little by little.
Master Yuanshen had to resort to meditation to survive.
Just as Ye Zhen detected, it is already a miracle that Master Yuan Shen can survive until now.
This may be due to their Buddhist physical cultivation methods.
Monk Fayuan knew that his master had been sitting here for almost two months.
The body is deteriorating.
Soon Master Yuanshen took Ye Zhen and the others out of the dilapidated ancient temple.
The rest of the monks saw Master Yuanshen as if they had seen a ghost.
"Master Yuanshen?"
"That's Master Yuanshen!"
"Didn't you say that this old guy is going to die?"
"Why isn't he dead yet?"
"Hurry up and tell him Senior Brother Fayu.”
At this time, Fayu was drinking wine and eating hot pot.
"Senior Brother Fayu!" A young novice monk rushed in without knocking on the door.
In front of Fa Yu was a boiling hot pot.
The hot pot is bright red, just like Sichuan hot pot.
But the strange thing is that there is no chili pepper in it.
There was no spicy smell in the room.
The little novice monk looked at the table in front of Fa Yu with some raw meat that had not yet been cooked.
"Brother Fayu." The little novice monk did not expect that someone would break the precepts openly and openly in the temple.
The feminine Fa Yu looked at the little novice monk, "What's the matter?"
"Didn't I tell you to knock on the door when you come in?"
"Master Yuanshen ." The little novice was slightly panicked, "Master Yuan Shen is coming out."
When Fa Yu heard this, his face became even more gloomy.
"Isn't this old immortal not dead yet?"
"It seems that it's because of the outsider."
"Humph, but please ask for some foreign help, now Also translate: ""It's impossible."
"Senior brother, if it's okay," the little novice wanted to leave, "I'll go out first."
"You didn't see anything here, did you?" Fayu asked the little novice monk.
The little novice shook his head quickly, "I didn't see anything."
But just when the little novice was about to run away.
A hand penetrated the little novice's chest directly.
Fa Yu pulled out his bloody hand and said, "Remember to knock on the door in the next life."
(End of this chapter)