Chapter 527 Fudo Ming King It could make the haggard Master Yuan Shen show such an angry expression. Monks are not prone to joy, anger, and sorrow. In addition to Master Yuanshen's current state, there is actually no expression on his face. But you can still see anger in Master Yuan Shen. One can imagine how angry Master Yuanshen was. But Ye Zhen didn't have the heart 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 clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, Lord Ye." "If you can save our Buddhism." "Don't talk about the Sutra Pavilion, our Buddhist treasure pavilion can be opened to you."

In this way, outsiders can know. As we grow older, we gain more experience. I won't accept you as my disciple at all. This is the so-called martial ethics. "My time as a master is numbered." After Master Yuan Shen coughed violently, his face became much pale. "But what I am most worried about is Buddhism." This way your lifelong reputation will be ruined. There is no way your martial arts gym can continue to operate. Legend has it that the relics of Sakyamuni are preserved here in White Horse Temple. That's a shame for my ancestor! In addition to making money in business, it is also to train his own apprentices. This is how the martial arts gym continues to operate. These are already considered cultural relics. That’s why others say that boxing is afraid of young people. After all, this martial arts gym will need to be given to this heir in the future. If the warrior cannot break through the innate. The Sutra Pavilion contains Buddhist classics from past dynasties and some lost scriptures. The whole person seemed to be in a bad state. Is there anyone you can trust more than your own son? Why do many warriors accept disciples, in addition to their talent? Another, more important point is the apprentices trained.

You see, he can't even defeat my apprentice, let alone challenge me. When you get old, if someone else comes to kick you, you will be in trouble. Therefore, these closed disciples must be carefully selected. Where does he need to save? Ye Zhen knew that these bald donkeys would not agree to him so easily. Logically speaking, Buddhism can be said to be the strongest sect in physical cultivation in China. Master Yuan Shen, as the master of Fa Yuan, should be physically stronger. But my physical strength, energy and courage are all declining year by year. Suddenly Master Yuan Shen coughed twice violently. Let your skills be passed down, otherwise your sect will be destroyed. You want to come over and challenge me? Let’s beat my apprentice first. The most important thing is your character, if your character is not good enough. Just like the Xia family, the best successor is of course his own son. "They have fallen into the devil's path now." It's just that Ye Zhen doesn't understand that Buddhism is booming now. You can get a glimpse of the leopard from the physical body of monk Fayuan. "Master, your health is okay." Monk Fayuan only had worry on his face. It is easy to kill the old master with a blind punch. These Buddhist practitioners are different from some warriors. But legends are legends, and no one knows whether they are true or not. That’s why some martial arts schools keep accepting disciples. Fa Yuan sat next to his master and quickly supported his master. Someone who can handle knocks and challenges. This is the path of some ordinary warriors. Those like Buddhism and Taoism have inheritance. It is different from ordinary warriors. They become more powerful as they get older, just like Zhang Tianshi from the Taoist sect. Although he is already old, his half-step foundation-building strength 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, Donor Ye." "The old body has run out of oil and energy, and there is no way to save it." "Even if Hua Tuo is reincarnated, there will be nothing he can do." In fact, pulse condition is simply 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. Instead, Ye Zhen was curious, how could Master Yuanshen still be alive? According to Ye Zhen's detection, Master Yuanshen 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 Fayuan has actually been looking for a way to save his master. However, 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 the Confucian mansion upside down. 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 transmitted directly to Master Yuan Shen. 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 face that was as round and dull as the bark of a tree actually started to show some signs of a dead tree blooming into spring. The court monk looked at Ye Zhen's miraculous technique. Master Yuanshen'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 Yuan Shen felt that 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 activated the vitality of the cells in your body." "It's like 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 Fa Yuan saw it, he 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 seemed unfamiliar with the feeling of walking, and I staggered 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 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 he has been hanging like this half-dead. 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 Yuan Shen 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?" "How come you're not dead yet?" "Hurry up and inform Senior Brother Fayu." At this time, Fa Yu 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 strangely, there wasn't any chilli in it. There wasn't any spicy smell in the room either. 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 didn't 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 monk panicked slightly, "Master Yuanshen is here." When Fa Yu heard this, his face became even more gloomy. "Isn't this old immortal not dead yet?" "It seems it's because of the outsider." "Hmph, no matter what kind of foreign aid you ask for, now it's like: ""It's impossible." "Senior brother, if everything is okay." The little novice monk wanted to leave, "I will go out first." "You didn't see anything here, did you?" Fayu asked the little novice monk. The little novice monk shook his head quickly, "I didn't see anything." But just when the little novice monk was about to run away. One 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)