I opened a medical clinic in Zongwu

Chapter 98 Master, are you going to die or live?

Mu Xuan listened to Jiumozhi's words and agreed with him deeply.

When it comes to the beggar gang meeting, as long as there are no powerful masters, relying on Jiumozhi's martial arts, as long as he doesn't fight against Qiao Feng, there will be basically no major problems.

Jiumozhi had no enmity with Qiao Feng, so he probably wouldn't deal with Qiao Feng, right?

then……

Mu Xuan is a kind person, besides helping Jiumozhi deal with the opponents he will face at the beggar gang meeting, Mu Xuan is also going to help Jiumozhi deal with his internal injuries.

Just now when Muxuan grabbed Jiumozhi's wrist, he took Jiumozhi's pulse as well.

I don’t know if I don’t read it, but I’m startled when I see it.

Jiumozhi practiced Shaolin 72 unique skills, and even learned the small non-phase kung fu. He wanted to use the small non-phase kung fu to drive Shaolin 72 unique skills, and now the disease is deeply rooted!

But for Mu Xuan, there is no cure.

"Eunuch Cao, I have something to say to the teacher, why don't you go to rest first? There are no vacant rooms in the inn opposite, if Eunuch Cao doesn't mind, you can rest here!"

Mu Xuandao.

The smile on Cao Zhengchun's face paused, and he looked at Jiumozhi with a look of apprehension on his face.

Really, what are you talking about, you have to avoid him? !

Cao Zhengchun put on a smirk, "Thank you, Doctor Mu, for your kindness, but our family has already sent someone to reserve a room at the inn opposite, so we will go to rest first!"

After Cao Zhengchun finished speaking, he cupped his hands with Mu Xuan and Jiumozhi, and left the hospital directly to the opposite side.

The real Tongfu Inn is not like in the play, there are only a few rooms upstairs, not to mention a row of houses in the backyard, there are more than a dozen rooms upstairs besides Tong Xiangyu's room.

With so many rooms, it was normal for Cao Zhengchun to be able to snatch one.

After seeing off Cao Zhengchun, Mu Xuan looked at Jiumozhi.

"Master Mu, if you have something to say, you might as well speak it out, as long as you can use the little monk, it's okay for God doctor Mu to say it!"

Jiumozhi said firmly.

As long as it doesn't affect his martial arts training and becoming stronger, Mu Xuan can ask for anything!
Because in his opinion, apart from martial arts and life and death, all other things are of the same importance.

"Is the insensitivity of the Fengchi acupoint of the national teacher getting worse?!"

Mu Xuan cut directly to the topic.

Jiumozhi paused when he heard the words, and nodded in a daze, "That's right, it's been like this for 20 years!"

Since he obtained the Shaolin 20 stunt from Murong Bo more than 72 years ago, he has been studying hard and practicing hard.

But after he practiced for a period of time, he felt a little discomfort in the meridians and acupoints, and then the discomfort became more and more serious.

He also once asked the imperial physicians of the palace, and these imperial physicians only said that he would be able to recover after resting for a period of time, but what happened?

The result is that 20 years on, the discomfort persists and gets worse.

Jiumozhi originally thought that as long as it doesn't affect his practice, he can do whatever he wants. Anyway, the discomfort is only for a while, and he will return to his original state in a short time.

But Muxuan revealed Jiumozhi's current situation with one word, which made Jiumozhi feel worried.

Mu Xuan's expression is really scary!
It would be strange if you were not afraid of a doctor talking to you with earnestness and sincerity.

Jiumozhi is not afraid of death. For him, death may not be a new beginning. He practiced Buddhism, and Buddhism is about the afterlife.

Maybe he can go to the Western Paradise after death?

After all, he has never killed a single person in this life.

What he was afraid of was that he could not climb the limit of martial arts.

He is so curious about the land fairyland above the grand master!

If Mu Xuan has a way...

"Doctor Mu, do you know that the root cause of this little monk's disease is not good?"

Jiumozhi continued to ask.

"The national teacher has practiced Shaolin 72 unique skills, and also practiced Xiaoyao School's Xiao Wuxiang Kungfu. Using Taoist internal energy to drive Buddhist martial arts, it will naturally hurt the body!"

Mu Xuan explained.

Jiumozhi shook his head slowly, "This...to tell the truth, I have indeed practiced the Little Wuxiang Kungfu, and I know Shaolin's 72 stunts very well, I just practiced a little more martial arts, why did I still get hurt? Body?"

"Shaolin's martial arts are all created by the ancestors with profound Buddhism. Their martial arts are fused with the true meaning of Buddhism. They practice martial arts with the aim of strengthening their bodies. But martial arts, even the simplest one, will inevitably follow The word killing has something to do with it."

"Therefore, to practice Shaolin 72 unique skills, you must have the corresponding Buddhist teachings to dissolve the hostility. Otherwise, the deeper you practice, the more you practice, you will go crazy and die suddenly!"

Hearing Mu Xuan's words, Jiumozhi broke out in a cold sweat.

Is it so scary?

Even Jiumozhi felt that Mu Xuan was scaremongering, but thinking that Mu Xuan had accurately stated his illness, Jiumozhi decided to listen again.

"Then according to the advice of the divine doctor Mu, how should I treat it?"

Jiumozhi asked.

He is very smart, his injury was caused by martial arts practice, if it is healed, will it affect him to continue to practice martial arts?

"There are two methods of healing!"

Mu Xuan stretched out his finger, and then said.

Jiumozhi quickly said, "I would like to hear the details!"

"One is to find someone to absorb all the internal energy of the national teacher. Even if the internal energy is gone, how can he go crazy? The national teacher will practice again from the beginning, and it may not be impossible to return to the realm of the great master!"

Mu Xuandao.

In the original book, Jiumozhi preserved his life in this way.

In a dry well, Duan Yu absorbed all of Jiumozhi's lifetime skills.

Duan Yu has absorbed the skills of many people, and it is not uncommon for him to absorb the power of others, such as the group of people in the Valley of Myriad Tribulations.

But they still have martial arts behind them, so Mu Xuan guessed that they could still cultivate after absorbing all the strength of Beiming's magical skills.

Jiumozhi only needs to find a person who has practiced the Beiming Divine Art, absorb all his internal energy, and then concentrate on practicing a few martial arts instead of practicing the 72 unique Shaolin skills, and he will be able to save his life.

Of course, there are limitations to doing so.

It took Jiumozhi several decades of practice to reach this point, if he practiced again from the beginning, who knows if he will survive to that time?
You know, his dream is to climb the limit of martial arts.

Compared with his own dreams, his life seemed insignificant, so Jiumozhi didn't even think about it, and directly refused, "My little monk would rather die than start all over again!"

Jiumozhi is extremely stubborn, and he has not experienced life and death to become fully enlightened right now.

"Does the national teacher want to practice martial arts, or do he want to learn Shaolin's 72 unique skills?"

Mu Xuan didn't rush to say the second treatment plan, but asked.

Jiumozhi really struggled for a while, Shaolin 72's unique skills are really powerful, he really doesn't want to give up, but if he doesn't give up...

Jiumozhi's eyes gradually became firmer, he couldn't reject the whole sea just because of a pond!

"The monk is willing!"

Jiumozhi said firmly.

"My little monk is willing to give up Shaolin 72 stunts!"

"Dare to ask Godly Mu, this second method of healing..."

The corner of Mu Xuan's mouth raised, "Take drugs!"

Jiumozhi frowned when he heard this, "Drugs?"

"That's right, I know a kind of elixir that can cleanse the internal energy of the user..."

Before Muxuan finished speaking, Jiumozhi said anxiously, "Isn't this the same as letting someone suck the internal energy of a monk?"

Mu Xuan shook his head lightly, "No, although this medicine will also drain the internal energy, it will recover in less than a month! It's just Shaolin 72 unique skills, and you must not practice it anymore!"

"As for the national teacher's meridians and the injuries on the acupoints, after the national teacher takes the elixir, I will use acupuncture and moxibustion to heal the national teacher, and it will definitely be back to normal!"

When Jiumozhi heard that Mu Xuan said that he could recover in one month, he couldn't help but relax a little. Whether recovery in one month or recovery in decades is better, even a fool can tell!
"but……"

Muxuan continued, Jiumozhi's heart tightened, he hated people saying "but" the most.

"This Heavenly King Pill is originally refined to treat internal injuries. It is very precious, and the materials are naturally very rare!"

"I can find many of the materials, but there is only one, which needs to be searched by the master!"

"Even though the divine doctor Mu said that the monk can be regarded as a national teacher of a country, it should be easy and easy to find a medicinal herb!"

Hearing Mu Xuan's words, Jiumozhi quickly expressed his determination, jokingly, the matter was related to his life, who would fight if he didn't fight?

"This medicinal material usually grows on the cliffs and is very hard to find. It is called blood ganoderma! Its whole body is blood red, bright red like blood, and it is densely covered with filaments, like blood vessels!"

"In addition to refining the Heavenly King Pill, it is also very suitable to refine other elixirs with blood ganoderma, so I have also looked for blood ganoderma, but neither the Medicine King Valley nor the Five Poison Sect has these two medicinal materials. If the national teacher wants to find I'm afraid it will be difficult to get to the Blood Ganoderma lucidum!"

Jiumozhi looked serious, "After this matter is over, I will return to Tubo, please Your Majesty to help me find it. In Tubo territory, Gaochuan is densely covered. With the power of the whole country, I don't believe that I can't find a blood Ganoderma lucidum!"

Jiumozhi's face changed after he finished speaking, "I just don't know the injury of the little monk, how long can I last?"

"If the national teacher no longer practices 72 stunts, there are still two years left!"

Mu Xuan said.

Hearing this, Jiumozhi breathed a sigh of relief, luckily it's not a month or two, otherwise it might be a problem for him to return to Tibet.

All right, I decided so happily, after capturing Qiao Feng and forcing out the Six Meridian Excalibur from Duan Yu's mouth, I will return to Tubo.

Of course, he didn't kill Qiao Feng and Duan Yu, after all, he is a virtuous and eminent monk with a kind face and a kind heart!
"Amitabha!"

Jiumozhi softly recited the Buddha's name, "The god of animal husbandry has the grace of saving lives in this little monk, and the great kindness and great virtue, the little monk has nothing to repay..."

As Jiumozhi said, he stretched out his hand into his bosom, and a simple wooden token appeared in Jiumozhi's hand.

"This token is for my Daxue Mountain Dalun Temple to travel around the rivers and lakes. If there is any difficulty after Shen Mu's doctor, I will send someone to Tubo to make a notice. No matter how far away, the little monk will rush to arrive in time!"

"As long as you don't hurt people's lives, if you go up the mountain of swords or down into the sea of ​​fire, the little monk will die!"

Jiumozhi was afraid that Mu Xuan would think too much, so he hastily added a restriction, he Jiumozhi doesn't kill people!

"If that's the case, then I would like to thank the national teacher!"

Mu Xuan took the token with a smile, yes, there is another one!
In a moment he had to count how many tokens there were now.

　It will be delivered at three shifts today, and it will continue at three shifts tomorrow. Also ask for a monthly ticket. The writer wants to see what a thousand tickets look like.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)