Since that day when the mysterious man in black sent two Shaolin Nine Revolutions of Great Return Pills to Bo Luo Xing, Bo Luo Xing practiced his exercises according to his original method and the pills. After a period of time, his internal strength has been partially restored.
When Murong Fu disguised himself as Jiumozhi, he absorbed about 60% of his inner strength with the Bei Ming Shen Kung Fu. Although his skill dropped drastically, it did not endanger his life. Rebuilding on the original foundation is far better than practicing a new kung fu without any foundation.
The method is much faster.
In just one month, Polo Star's internal strength returned to 60-70% of its original level.
Feeling the inner strength surging again in his body, Polo Star showed a satisfied smile on his face, and felt that his confidence was back.
"The man in black didn't lie to me that day. These pills are indeed miraculous. If I relied on myself alone, it would be difficult for me to return to my current level even if it takes a year and a half. But I really don't understand why the man in black's martial arts is so good.
So high, why do you ask me to assassinate the Shaolin abbot after I recover my skills?"
After calming down from the ecstasy, Polo Star thought to himself.
As for the poison that the man in black asked him to take, Boluoxing paid little attention to it. Tianzhu was already ahead of China in terms of these strange poisons and medicines. Many poisons that had no cure in the Central Plains were originally from Tianzhu.
What was passed down, such as the Jinbo Xunhua, which is known as the most strange poison in ancient and modern times, is the result of careful cultivation by a senior of the Polo Star Master Sect.
And Boluo Xing himself was an expert in using poison and medicine. When he fought with Murong Fu in Suzhou, he used a small belly snake to break the sad breeze, and even beat Murong Fu into the water and ran away.
He was confident that once he left Shaolin, he could cure that little poison on his own with the medicinal materials he could find in China.
"But the man in black did bring me a very important message. I originally heard what Jiumozhi said and thought that the highest martial arts in Shaolin was the seventy-two stunts, but I didn't expect that the Yi Jin Jing was actually like this
It’s amazing. If you can get this sutra and practice it, you will not only be able to regain your full strength, but you will also be able to complete your master’s mission that day.”
Although Boluo Xing was alert, he couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed by the temptation of the Yi Jin Jing. At this time, what he was thinking about was how to steal the Yi Jin Jing.
Half a day later, Polo Star's eyes were filled with joy and he had a plan in his mind. He jumped out of bed and lay down on the ground...
The next morning, when Taoist Huo Gong came to deliver food to Bo Luo Xing, he found Bo Luo Xing paralyzed on the ground. He struggled to get up, but he tried several times without success.
The Huo Gong Taoist hurriedly stepped forward to check and did not dare to neglect. Although Bo Luo Xing was actually imprisoned in Shaolin as a prisoner, Tianzhu was the source of the Buddhist family at that time, and Bo Luo Xing was considered an eminent monk in Tianzhu. Therefore,
Only some monks of the Xuan generation know the actual identity of Polo Star. In the eyes of others, Polo Star is still a great foreign man who needs to be respected.
Seeing that Polo Star's face was as golden as paper and his breath was weak, Taoist Huo Gong could only squeeze out a few words from his mouth intermittently, as if his life was at stake. He did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly reported the situation to the governor monk, and then the governor
The monk reported it to a group of eminent monks of the Xuan generation.
Although Xuanci and other old monks were doubtful, after personally inspecting Boluoxing, they found that it was indeed hemiplegic and did not appear to be a fake, so they gathered together to discuss how to deal with the matter.
Xuan Qian said: "Senior brother, I think this matter is quite fishy. That day, Brother Zhu Fo's martial arts was quite good. But less than three months after he came to our temple, something like this happened. I think he might be cheating.
Senior brother, please take a closer look."
Xuanji said: "But Junior Brother Xuannan, you and I, as well as Senior Brother, all personally observed this person's physical condition at that time. It does look like he was practicing Shaolin stunts so hard that his meridians were damaged and half of his body was paralyzed. His condition is different from that of Xuan Nan."
It can be said that Senior Brother Cheng’s situation was exactly the same back then, and this cannot be false.”
XuanNan remained silent.
As a disciple of the former abbot Lingmen Master of Shaolin, Xuancheng was always greedy for more and won the title of "Thirteen Unrivaled Monks" by possessing the 72 unique skills of the 13 Shaolin Schools. However, half a year later, he suddenly lost all his health.
Paralysis. A generation of martial arts wizards died.
Since then, an unwritten rule has been formed among the Shaolin monks, that is, only four or five of the seventy-two stunts can be practiced at the same time. Any more will be harmful rather than beneficial.
From this point of view, it is not necessarily impossible that Polo Star, as a monk from an outside monastery, does not know the depth and is greedy for more and seeks perfection, leading to his own consequences.
Xuanci sighed: "Junior brother Xuanbei was suspected of having died at the hands of Gusu Murong some time ago. What happened so far is not yet clear. The Beggar Clan has recently received news that Xixia may do something unfavorable to our Song Dynasty in the near future.
Action. It is really inappropriate for Shaolin to cause trouble again at this time."
Xuanji said: "Then according to the abbot's wishes, how should this matter be handled?"
Xuanci said: "My Buddha is compassionate and helps the world, let alone a member of the Buddhist sect? Since Brother Tianzhu Buddha has difficulty moving now, let him move to the inner courtyard and have a few disciples of the Xu generation to take good care of him."
I hope that this brother Buddha will be able to achieve great enlightenment after suffering this misfortune, and sincerely worship my Buddha in order to escape from the sea of suffering as soon as possible. Amitabha."
Xuannan and Xuanji stood up and said, "Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate!"
So Bo Luoxing then moved to a Zen room in the inner courtyard of Shaolin, where a monk of the Xu generation carefully took care of his daily diet and daily life.
This monk of the Xu generation is none other than Xu Zhu.
Just because other senior brothers of the Xu generation heard from their elders that they had to take care of a foreign monk with limited mobility, they all declined with various reasons. Some said that they were busy with schoolwork, and some said that they were not good at taking care of people.
, I am afraid that the service is not adequate, and others said that they hope to be able to listen to the teachings in front of Master all the time.
In short, there are many tricks. The monks who usually claim to promote my Buddhist teachings and whose mission is to save all sentient beings are now respectful and indifferent.
So, in the end, this errand fell to Xu Zhu, who usually did not compete or compete for his honest duty.
Xu Zhu didn't complain at all, but he felt that this job was quite good, and it lived up to the teachings of his teachers and others. And after getting along with him for a period of time, Xu Zhu found that although the Tianzhu monk had difficulty in moving at this time, he was very experienced.
The richness and profoundness of his Buddhist teachings made him often explain a few Buddhist teachings to Xu Zhu while he was serving Xu Zhu, which greatly inspired Xu Zhu.
Bo Luo Xing was ill for several days, but there was no sign of recovery. A group of Shaolin monks came to visit him one after another. Bo Luo Xing occasionally ate some porridge under Xu Zhu's service, but he still couldn't get up and just faced the wall every day.
Lie down. Fortunately, this person has a gentle temperament, so he doesn't give Xu Zhu much trouble.
After half a month like this, one night, Xu Zhu dozed off for a while. Bo Luo Xing struggled to get up, but he was so weak that he suddenly fell under the bed and broke a big hole in his forehead. Xu Zhu was panicked and hurriedly asked for help.
The medical officer came to check on Polo Star and worked for half a night until dawn before rescuing him from danger.
On this day, Xu Zhu caught a cold during the day and got up at night to go out to the bamboo forest. Under the moonlight, Xu Zhu suddenly saw a human head emerging from the ground more than ten feet away. Xu Zhu was shocked and was about to shout out: "Monster!" He saw a human head.
The upper body of the black shadow came out, and then the whole body appeared, and it was the Polo Star!
During the day, Xu Zhu saw that Po Luo Xing's Qi was like a gossamer and it was extremely difficult to sit up and drink water. At this moment, Xu Zhu suddenly became lively and energetic. He emerged from the ground and ran into the bamboo forest with a soft sound, as agile as a civet cat.
Xu Zhu was shocked: It turns out that this master has been pretending to be ill these days! How could he come out of the ground, and where is he going now? "
I saw the bamboo pole swaying slightly, and Bo Luoxing had jumped from one bamboo to another three feet away. His movements were very light. If Xu Zhu hadn't seen him running up the bamboo with his own eyes, he would have never known that there was someone on the bamboo.
It's just the breeze moving the bamboos and the moonlight swaying.
I could see the swaying bamboos heading northwest, going very fast. Although Xu Zhu was simple in nature, a young man could not help but be curious, so he went to the place where the Boluo Star emerged to take a look.
I saw a round hole in the ground, a wooden board placed aside, and the board was filled with soil.
Apparently Bo Luoxing got into the hole and covered the entrance with the wooden board. There were few people in the bamboo forest, and even if someone stepped on the wooden board, they wouldn't feel anything strange.
Xu Zhu felt strange: "Why did Master Bo Luo Xing pretend to be sick, and why did he come out of the tunnel?" So he wanted to take a look inside the tunnel.
He stepped into the tunnel. Unexpectedly, the tunnel was very short, only a few feet long, and then he went up.
Xu Zhu came up and laughed dumbly. It turned out that the end of the tunnel was the place where Bo Luo Xing usually slept. The exit was covered with quilts and bed boards. Bo Luo Xing usually slept on it, so naturally no one could