The frightening thing about zombies is that they are three-thirds powerful, three-thirds indestructible, and four-quarters poisonous.
The more powerful the zombie, the stronger the effect of the corpse poison. Wang Xu rubbed the wound on his shoulder and found that the corpse poison had infected half of his arm. If not treated, he would be poisoned in a few hours.
Attack the mind, turn into a half-human, half-corpse like Jiang Tianchen, and finally turn into a real zombie.
This is because of his strong physical fitness and the fact that his true energy is spread all over his body, which blocks the spread of corpse poison. If it were an ordinary person, with the explosiveness of this corpse poison, he might not be able to withstand even a stick of incense.
"To deal with corpse poison, you should use things like glutinous rice and lotus seeds. Uncle Ying from the zombie plane is very good at it. However, Uncle Ying's cultivation level is a bit low after all. The corpse poison in me is so powerful, I don't know if it will be useful to find him."
After checking the injury, Wang Xu was a little unsure. He didn't know whether to go to Uncle Ying for help or go to Qingjing Temple in the north of the city.
He has a good relationship with Uncle Ying. If he can be cured, Uncle Ying will definitely do his best.
Qingjing Temple is a branch of Xiangguo Temple. It is headed by Zen Master Mo Yun, an eminent monk of Xiangguo Temple. This is an eminent monk who has perfected the relics and only needs to complete his merits to achieve Arhat status. It is impossible to say that there is no way to deal with corpse poison.
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After thinking for a moment, Wang Xu decided to go to Qingliang Temple first. After all, Uncle Ying wanted to travel all over the world to slay demons and slay demons, so he would not necessarily stay in Yi Zhuang. If he couldn't find anyone, it would be troublesome.
Zen Master Mo Yun is different. He is presiding over porridge at Qingliang Temple and has made many good friends. He can find people when he goes to the temple.
half an hour later
Qingliang Temple is located in Beicheng, Fuzhou. Unlike other temples, it does not rely on mountains or water, but is hidden among a large number of residential buildings.
When Wang Xu rushed to Qingliang Temple, the porridge shed at the entrance of the temple had been removed, and only some novice monks were cleaning the streets.
Far away, I saw Wang Xu, dressed in ragged clothes, running straight towards the temple. A young novice monk, about 14 or 15 years old, put down his broom and took the initiative to greet him: "Donor, today's porridge donation has ended. Will you come tomorrow morning?"
Come again."
"Do you think I'm a beggar?"
Wang Xu glanced at the young novice monk angrily, and while walking towards the temple, he said, "I am Wang Xu, a member of the Jinyi Guard Qianhu. I have something important to do with your abbot, so ask the abbot to see me immediately."
If the person standing in front of him was Zen Master Mo Yun, Wang Xu would be very polite, but for a young novice, he didn't need to take him too seriously.
Moreover, Wang Xu was born in the Shaolin Temple with martial arts skills. He is also half a monk. He knows very well that monks like to watch people order their dishes. If you are polite to them, they will follow your tricks. If you are more aggressive, they will immediately behave honestly.
Yes, you must not be polite with these people.
"Yes, yes, I will report it right away." When he heard that Wang Xu was from the Jinyi Guards, the little novice was frightened and trotted towards the temple.
Wang Xu didn't need anyone to invite him, so he followed him into the temple gate. The monks standing at the door cleaning up the porridge shed looked at each other, and no one dared to stop him.
When you walk into the temple gate, you will see the Hall of Heavenly Kings in front of you.
Wang Xu pressed the wound on his shoulder. It felt neither painful nor itchy and he had lost consciousness. Even if he sealed the acupuncture points with Qi, the corpse poison was still spreading slowly.
Sighing, Wang Xu walked into the Heavenly King's Hall, planning to wait for Zen Master Mo Yun here.
In the Hall of Heavenly Kings, the architectural layout is semicircular, with Maitreya Buddha enshrined in the middle and the four heavenly kings on both sides.
Wang Xu looked at the futon on the ground, ignored it, and walked to the merit box under the Maitreya Buddha statue. He took out three gold bars from the space ring and placed them on the merit box.
"Amitabha, the donor's merits are immeasurable."
Not long after putting down the gold, Zen Master Mo Yun came in with a Buddha's name and a tin staff.
Different from the previous appearance, Zen Master Mo Yun returned to the temple. He was no longer wearing a hundred-year-old robe and rotten straw sandals. He was dressed in a miserable manner.
The bright red cassock has a yellow lining, a white jade Buddha bead on the left hand, and a six-ring magic wand on the right hand. It is truly a majestic treasure.
"Eh!" Zen Master Mo Yun exclaimed, glanced at Wang Xu's shoulder, and whispered: "This injury"
"It's corpse poison!"
Wang Xu did not hide anything and said bluntly: "Jiang Tianchen, the governor of Jinyiwei Town in Fuzhou, was injured by a zombie and turned into a half-man and half-corpse. I broke his tracks and wanted to kill me to silence him. Unfortunately, I was superior and sent him away instead."
He went to the Western Paradise. The injuries on my body were left by him. I wonder if Zen Master can cure them?"
"Follow me" Once he heard that it was a matter within the imperial court, Zen Master Mo Yun stopped asking any more questions.
Although they, outsiders, are one and the same as the imperial court, there are some things that they must not get involved in.
Wang Xu's words involved the Jin Yiwei Zhenfu Envoy and even the face of the imperial court. Zen Master Mo Yun did not want to ask more questions at all, having learned the wise way of protecting himself.
Zen Master Mo Yun didn't ask any more questions, so Wang Xu just stopped and followed the old monk to the back hall.
Qingliang Temple is not big, with only five or six Buddhist halls and more than ten monks.
Following Zen Master Mo Yun, Wang Xu walked all the way to the back of the temple, to a place that looked like the abbot's room.
"When you hear the Dharma, you go to the lotus pond to pick twelve lotus roots. When you hear the nature, you go to the Baoguang Pavilion to get the golden paint for worship. When you hear the light, you go to the Main Hall to grab two handfuls of incense ashes. When you hear the wisdom, you go to the Heavenly King's Hall to get half a gourd.
Cinnabar.”
As soon as he entered the abbot's room, Zen Master Mo Yun gave instructions and sent out the four monks who were following him.
After giving instructions to the monks, Zen Master Mo Yun asked Wang Xu to sit on a chair, then pressed his hand on his wound and asked, "Do you feel it?"
Wang Xu shook his head slightly. At first, the wound was painful and a little itchy, but now he is completely unconscious.
Zen Master Mo Yun meditated for a moment, then took off the beads on his left hand and said: "I brought this string of beads from Xiangguo Temple. It has been with me for seventy years and is quite spiritual. Put on this string of beads and it will
It can help you suppress corpse poison,"
After taking the beads and wearing them on his right hand, Wang Xu felt that his right arm was cool and very comfortable.
Looking carefully, the white jade Buddha beads are emitting a faint light, as if the beads are shining, and it is like the surrounding candlelight shining on the white jade and causing reflection.
"What a treasure!" Wang Xu knew without asking that this should be Zen Master Mo Yun's magic weapon.
Buddhism emphasizes compassion and is famous for saving the world. Buddhism has a strong restraint effect on evil spirits and heretics.
This string of beads has been with Zen Master Mo Yun for many years. Sooner or later, I have been influenced by Buddhism. Even ordinary things will become extraordinary. What's more, this is a Buddhist instrument carved from fine white jade, supplemented by gold lacquer inscriptions.
"With this string of beads, the corpse poison will not cause any harm for a moment. When my disciple gets the lotus seeds, incense ash, cinnabar, and gold lacquer, I will prepare a medicinal bath for you to cure the corpse poison."
As Zen Master Mo Yun said this, the young apprentice who went to get something came back.
After placing the things on the seat, Zen Master Mo Yun didn't say much, grabbed the incense ash and applied it to Wang Xu's wounds.
While smearing it, Zen Master Mo Yun explained: "This is the incense ashes enshrined in the Main Hall. It is left by countless good men and women who listen to the monks' sermons all day long, coupled with their own incense and vows, it can restrain all the filth in the world."
"Hiss, it's so hot!" As soon as the incense ash touched the wound, Wang Xu suddenly felt a burning pain, as if he had applied chili powder instead of incense ash.
"It means it's effective if it's hot. It's troublesome if you don't feel it."
Zen Master Mo Yun put down the incense burner, picked up the lotus seeds and cinnabar, and said to the young apprentice: "After hearing the Dharma, you combine lotus seeds, cinnabar, wolfberry, cassia seeds, honeysuckle, and snake gall, and make a bucket of medicinal bath."
"Yes, Master." Wenfa took the things and went down, and soon there was the sound of chopping wood.
After Zen Master Mo Yun finished giving instructions, he picked up the brush from the desk, put it in the gold lacquer box, dipped it in it, and said: "Put your hands on the wall, bend down and lie down, I will draw a spell of light on your back, and use the mantra to fight against it.
toxicity."
Wang Xu stood up and was about to take action when he suddenly felt his anus tightening. He shook his head and said, "Zen Master, can I sit on a chair? Put my hands on the wall and bend down to lie down. This posture is not suitable for me!"