Chapter 1356

Feng Yuanshan turned around and walked on his knees, came to the old monk, kowtowed repeatedly, "Holy Monk, please take action to save my master!"

Wei Peng and Xin Zijin also followed and knelt down and kowtowed.

The monk Xuanjing next to him clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, Taoist friend Shi is a chivalrous man and kind to the people. I hope Master will give you a helping hand."

"Carry him into the hall."

Everyone was busy lifting Shi Feng and putting it into the main hall. Wuyang and others had already lit up the moonstone, illuminating the hall brightly.

The gray-robed old monk raised his finger and pointed at Shi Feng's lower abdomen. Shi Feng only felt a warm current, gentle but overwhelming. His stiff body gradually softened, and even the spider veins on his skin calmed down.

Feng Yuanshan and others were overjoyed, but the gray-robed old monk did not show any joy, but frowned.

Everyone also discovered at this time that as time passed little by little, the black color on Shi Feng's face had not dissipated, and the blood vessels in his skin were still beating slowly.

"What's going on?" Wuyang asked in surprise.

The old monk in gray robe sighed, "There is nothing I can do!"

"What!" Everyone was shocked. This old monk floated over and drove away all the Nascent Soul old monsters in a few seconds. He also caught one of them casually. With such strength, he was like an Arhat descending to the earth. Why couldn't he cure Xiaoxiao? Strange disease.

The old monk in gray robe clasped his hands together and said, "Ashamed, ashamed! I don't know any medical skills, I just want to use magic to force out the strange poison from this donor.

Just then I discovered that the benefactor's poison was not in the meridians, but in the poisonous worms that dissolved in the blood and flowed with the blood, transforming and regenerating..."

After hearing this, everyone shook their heads secretly. If this was the case, the poison could only be eliminated by draining all the blood from Shi Feng's body, but in this case, the person would also die.

The monk Xuanjing next to him said, "This disciple has also tried various antidote pills, but none of them can detoxify the poison on Donor Shi."

Wei Peng said loudly, "In that case, let's quickly go to Hulumen to find Mr. Sun?"

The old monk in gray robe shook his head, "Mr. Sun will not take action. He has his own reasons and has sworn a poisonous oath. No matter how much you plead, it will be useless."

"Then, should we find Dr. Ye..."

The gray-robed old monk sighed, "This kind of Miaojiang poison may not even be curable by Doctor Ye. Moreover, the poison of Donor Shi has already entered his heart veins. Alas..."

Feng Yuanshan was shocked, "Master, how long can my master hold on..."

"About two quarters of an hour!"

Everyone was stunned. It was a thousand miles away from Lushan Mountain. Even if the gray-robed old monk took Shi Feng to rush there, the mountain gate was open. By the time they reached Suspended Mountain, two quarters of an hour had passed.

Shi Feng struggled to sit up, and Feng Yuanshan hurriedly stepped forward to help him, leaning his upper body against a pillar.

Shi Feng took a breath and said, "Forget it, everyone, please stop being busy. Thank you, Master, for your help..."

"Ashamed, I couldn't save you."

"...At least the master did not let me be kidnapped by those people, so as not to die on the spot, and to save the leader to the grave, which is also the master's kindness. Master Xuanjing, the disciple is leaving, could you please recite a rebirth mantra for me?"

"Yes, the poor monk obeys."

Monk Xuanjing stood up, clasped his palms together, and whispered, "Nawu, Amitabha Ye, Duo Taka Duo Ye, Duo Di Ye he..."

The Rebirth Mantra has a total of fifty-nine words. Reciting this mantra with your palms together, twenty-one times day and night, can eliminate the five evils, the ten evils, slander of the Dharma and other serious crimes, and can uproot all karma and achieve rebirth in the Pure Land Dharani.

Monk Xuanjing chanted repeatedly, and monks such as Xuancheng and Liaohui also stood with their hands clasped in solemn silence and responded in low voices. For a while, the sound of Buddha filled the main hall, deep and solemn.

Feng Yuanshan and Xin Zijin knelt beside their master, holding Shi Feng's hand with tears in their eyes.

Shi Feng struggled to pull his hand away and whispered, "Yuanshan, Zijin, don't touch me, be careful of the poison.

After I die, my body will be burned immediately to prevent the spread of poisonous insects.

Yuanshan, go to Binglan Valley and give my ashes to Miss Qin. Then, you don’t have to go there. Yinghu City is covered in ice and snow, and disciples are not allowed to go out. It’s too boring.

I wrote a jade slip. You can take it and go to Xiazhou to seek refuge with Miss Ning Si. I believe she will take her in and treat you well..."

At the end of the speech, Shi Feng felt weak and gasped for breath.

Hearing that their master was arranging the escape route for the three of them before his death, Feng Yuanshan and others burst into tears and said sadly, "Master!"

Wei Peng couldn't control his grief and anger, and punched the corridor pillar hard. "Crack", the thick wooden beam broke on the spot.

He glanced at Ji Jiuling sitting on the ground not far away, and felt Wuming's anger rising.

Wei Peng took a step forward, rushed over, and grabbed Ji Jiuling's neck.

"What are you doing!" Ji Jiuling was sitting down, but was caught off guard and was immediately pulled down.

Wei Peng dragged Ji Jiuling and came to Shi Feng, "Master, I swear, I will help you take revenge! This is your first enemy, I will kill him first to vent my anger for you, Master!"

Saying, "Changlang", the Huanglong sword was unsheathed.

Ji Jiuling had subconsciously scolded Wei Peng in his first sentence. After all, a junior like him who was in the early stage of Jindan would just kowtow and salute when he saw him, and he was too lazy to nod in response.

But he immediately realized that his Dantian was sealed by the old monk, and now he was like an ordinary person. He said to Wei Peng that even the little novice monk sweeping the floor here could cut him down with a single blow.

"Fellow Taoist, fellow Taoist! No, no, I...I, I didn't harm your master." Ji Jiuling saw the bright sword light, how could he dare to show off the master Yuan Ying again, he had no words to shout He said, "Fellow Daoist Shi, you know best. The poison on your body was not caused by me!"

Wei Peng shouted, "Shut up! You didn't poison me, but you chased me all the way and injured my master. If it weren't for you, my master wouldn't have ended up like this!"

Ji Jiuling thought, you are being unreasonable, whether I chase your master or not, he will die of poison.

But how could he dare to say that now? He could only beg for mercy, "No, no, I was deceived by Qiu Wenchi of Yandang Sect. Masters, please have mercy and raise your hands. I am willing... I am willing..."

"Even if you make a promise to the nine gods and Buddhas, what's the use? Can you save my master? Go to hell!"

Wei Peng shouted, raised his sword and chopped off Ji Jiuling's neck.

Although the monks in the temple were compassionate, they were also indignant because Ji Jiuling and his group razed the Lotus Temple to the ground, besieged Lingshan Temple, burned Sikong Mountain, and injured monks.

So they all thought, "Good, good! Wei Peng and others are avenging their master. This is a worldly matter. I am an outsider, so it is not right for me to interfere."

Ji Jiuling saw that all the monks turned their heads away, and it seemed that they had no intention of showing mercy. In a hurry, he shouted, "No! I can save your master!"

The sword stopped three inches away from the back of his neck, "What! You can save..."

Ji Jiuling was sweating and nodded hurriedly, "I can try, I can try!"

Wei Peng was overjoyed, "Okay! You quickly cure my master. If you cure him, I will spare your dog's life. If you can't cure him, I will still chop off your dog's head..."

Wei Peng was probably the first Jindan cultivator to call the Yuanying ancestor a dog in person. Ji Jiuling didn't dare to get angry, "I will try and do my best."

Feng Yuanshan hurried over to push away the sword of his junior brother, "Senior Ji, please Hurry up and do it. My junior brother has offended you with his words. I apologize to you. "

Monk Xuan Jing was also happy, "Oh, it turns out that Mr. Ji is also a national expert in medicine. I am sorry for my disrespect."

Ji Jiuling smiled bitterly, "Ji doesn't know medicine..." He saw that Wei Peng beside him seemed to have changed his face, and hurriedly followed, "...but it seems that the poison of Fellow Daoist Shi can be treated with other methods."

"What do you mean?"

Ji Jiuling walked to Shi Feng, who was unconscious, and pointed with his hand, "...The poisonous insect on Fellow Daoist Shi is called the Nine-headed Insect, which is a famous vicious insect in ancient times. The eggs of the Nine-headed Insect are transformed from the essence and blood of the mother insect. They can continue to multiply and divide with the blood, and drugs cannot kill them at all."

The foundation of the Hualing Sect is to refine the essence and blood of monsters, or increase their skills, or obtain the innate magical powers of monsters. Therefore, Ji Jiuling knows all kinds of spiritual creatures in the world.

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