Fake Taoists in the world of film and television

Chapter 171 Chapter 170 An encounter with a sword in Shaolin
Yi Buhuo was not the only one who couldn't sleep that night, Cao Zhengchun, Zhu Wuwu...

Yi Buhuo's thoughts were complicated, and he was looking forward to the day getting up soon, so that he could leave as soon as possible and go home as soon as possible.

Zhu Wushi was afraid that there would be an accident if he appeared this time, but he couldn't stop him, and couldn't sleep because of the entanglement.

Cao Zhengchun went to the latrine sixteen times in one night, scolding everyone related to Yi Buhuo, and was so angry that his teeth were broken...

"There is no need to send him away, Lord Shen. I have been here for so many years. I have my own life-saving tips when traveling around the world. Don't worry too much about me."

Yi Buhuo bid farewell to Zhu Wuwang, packed lightly, and embarked on the journey to Shaolin Temple.

"Have a nice trip, miracle doctor!"

Zhu Wulan sighed and looked at his back for a long time, unable to recover.

He originally wanted to send Cheng Shifei to protect him along the way, but Cheng Shifei was called into the palace by the Queen Mother and never came back, so he couldn't say much.

Yi Buhuo didn't want to wait any longer. He seemed to be quite anxious. Even though he had a lot to say, he was helpless.

"Marquis Shen, something happened!"

Just after sending Yi Buhuo away, before Zhu Wuwu had time to sigh, someone under his command came to ruin the mood.

"whats the matter?"

Zhu Wuli returned to his expressionless face and asked calmly.

"Tiangang Disha was attacked by someone last night and several people died."

"Ok?"

Zhu Wulan frowned, turned around and walked towards the main hall.

"Have you found out who did it? Tell me in detail..."

Yi Buhuo left the capital and took a look at the map. Shaolin was not close to here, and he didn't know if he could feel safer along the way.

"I wonder if Shaolin's scriptures can help me improve my state of mind. My internal skills have been stuck for a long time without a breakthrough..."

Riding a little donkey bought from the market, Yi Buhuo staggered on the road, without the slightest sense of urgency.

His eagerness was only shown to Zhu Wuwu. If not, Zhu Wuwu had countless ways to stabilize him and delay him for a period of time.

Every step I take is planned, how can I keep putting it off?
My reputation depends entirely on the support of the people. This time I went to Shaolin, and I also wanted to use my medical skills to give back to the people on the way.

At the same time, Cao Zhengchun's body will gradually change during this period, and he can be considered quiet.

"Come out, no one is following you."

Gu Santong appeared from the side of the road, took a strange look at the little donkey he was riding, but didn't say much.

"You look down on a donkey? It's better than your legs..."

Yi Buhuo snorted coldly, and patted the donkey's back lovingly with a smile.

Gu Santong did not answer, but pulled out a horse from the woods behind him and jumped on it vigorously.

"..."

Yi Buhuo snorted, "It's great to have a horse, but it's not as cute as my donkey!"

"Stop being so harsh, why are you riding a donkey?"

"Don't you think the donkey matches my robe very well?"

Yi Buhuo wanted to open his arms, as if he was embracing the sun with open arms.

"Now, after all, I am a god-like figure with a temple and a tablet. Doesn't this feel very immortal?"

"If you can be more stable, maybe you will look a little better."

"You can be a god by following your heart and being free from restraints. Don't always have stereotypes. Why do you think you are a god if you have a sad face all day long?"

Yi Buhuo talked nonsense seriously and suppressed Gu Santong's sarcasm with a set of fallacies.

"Back then, Shaolin seemed to have only one name that Kong Guofan could call. How could there be any masters in this place?"

Gu Santong asked in confusion: "Aren't you really going to bully them?"

"You're ignorant!"

Yi Buhuo smiled and said: "Liao Kong is the abbot of Shaolin. Back then, he and Ba Dao were good friends. How can he not have any strength?"

"But I'm not looking for him, but his senior brother to end it!"

"Finished? It seems that he has no reputation. Is he some unknown master?"

"Do you think everyone is like you, obsessed with martial arts and caring about fame?"

Yi Buhuo said disdainfully: "I am a real master. I am devoted to cultivating Buddhism. I don't know how far behind you are in my state of mind..."

"Isn't practicing martial arts just for fame and fortune? Otherwise, what's the point of practicing regardless of rain or shine?"

Gu Santong retorted: "Only by becoming famous can you gain the respect of others and stand at the top!"

"I think you are really possessed..."

Yi Buhuo explained: "Chasing fame and fortune is the most inferior idea. It may be a shortcut to changing your life, but you will never become the top master."

"The most important thing about martial arts is the heart. If your thoughts are not pure, how can you get to the end?"

"Chasing money and fame will only amplify desires and corrode the soul. If you can't refuse even this temptation, then why bother practicing Qigong?"

"The consequence of impure thoughts is that nothing will be achieved..."

Yi Buhuo glanced at Gu San Channel: "If you hadn't obtained the magical power left by Tianchi Weixia, do you think you could have obtained the best tail in the world?"

"This person is the real grand master. He has strength but doesn't show it off. He eats fast and chants Buddha's name with peace of mind. How is he like you..."

"You have such profound martial arts at a young age, so are you in a high state of mind?"

Gu Santong did not defend himself, but asked curiously.

"I'm not far off!"

Yi Buhuo shook his head, "But I am working hard to embark on this path..."

There is nothing he cares about now. He has no shortage of money, fame and wealth. Now he is only supported by his obsession with going home.

When he can improve his state of mind, then he can be called a master, otherwise he is just a reckless man who wins by quantity!
Yi Buhuo did not really forget his identity. Every time he passed by the village, he would treat patients for free. Although it wasted a lot of time, he felt very satisfied.

At the same time, it was also an exercise for him. For many diseases, there was no need to check the pulse at all. He could tell what the symptoms were and how to treat them just by looking at his complexion.

"Let's go!"

After sending away the last patient, Yi Buhuo had no intention of staying. After saying hello to Gu Santong, the two set off on the road again.

"It's getting so late, why don't you stay?"

The sun was about to sink into the earth. Gu Santong squinted his eyes and tried to fight against the sunlight.

"Why waste time? Do you understand if you do good deeds without leaving your name?"

Yi Buhuo smiled slightly and said: "These are poor people. If we stay, we may have to kill chickens and sheep to provide the best rations. We are comfortable, but what will they do after we leave?"

"I'm not here to promote myself and show off. I can leave as soon as the things are done. Why bother with my mother-in-law..."

Gu Santong nodded silently. Although he was trapped in the sky prison and ate spiders and even human flesh, he was not in despair after he came out. With his ability, he didn't have to worry about food and drink at all.

But in such a remote village, even government orders may not be conveyed. With how much material there is to live on, it is not surprising that people starve to death every once in a while.

What Yi Buhuo said is not impossible.

"Doctors are so kind..."

Gu Santong admired Yi Buhuo a little. This is the benevolence of a doctor. With such a heart, no wonder his martial arts is so high.

Although they were tense when they first met, he did not harm his life, and despite the threats, he did not break his promise to reunite himself with Su Xin.

Yi Buhuo sighed. Originally, he was supposed to travel around the world with Su Ying, save lives and heal the wounded, and walk home in the sunset, but now he was followed by a bad old man...

"Gu Santong, you deserve death!"

"..."

Gu Santong glanced around himself inexplicably, why did he suddenly curse?What did i do wrong?
"If you don't have this mouth, you will be a perfect doctor..."

Yi Buhuo glared at him, clamped his legs together, and the little donkey hummed and sped up a bit...

A few days later, with the Shaolin Temple in sight, Yi Buhuo finally laughed out loud while dragging his already fat donkey.

They didn't eat very well along the way. On the contrary, their mounts were visibly plump because they didn't exercise much.

"finally reached……"

Gu Santong breathed a long sigh of relief, and was about to ask Yi Buhuo what to do next, when his eyes changed and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared.

"What a strong murderous aura!"

Yi Buhuo dropped the reins and disappeared in a flash, leaving Gu Santong standing there stunned.

"Wait for me!"

Gu Santong's reaction was not slow either. Although he didn't know what happened, he still followed his footsteps.

There are two hills behind the Shaolin Temple. There is a very flat land between the mountains. At this time, there are two figures standing opposite each other.

"Young hero Guihai, I know why you came here. I only have two requests!"

The abbot of Shaolin had a kind look on his face and spoke slowly and slowly. Looking at the murderous Gui Haiyi Dao in front of him, he sighed helplessly.

"If the poor monk wins, the past will be forgotten. If the young hero wins, the wrongdoers will have their debtors. Please be sure not to implicate the ordinary monks of Shaolin Temple!"

Guihai Yidao nodded expressionlessly, "I agree, let's make a move!"

"Amitabha……"

After saying the Buddha's name in the air, his body was as light as a flying bird, soaring into the air and leaping towards him.

Gui Hai Yidao's eyes were full of murderous intent, and the deep-seated hatred was like a sharp arrow that penetrated people's hearts.

He did not dodge or evade Liao Kong's attack. After holding his hand on the handle of the knife, his momentum changed, and the overwhelming murderous aura condensed around him as if it were real!

"Suffer to death!"

Snow-white sword light flashed, and Gui Haiyi's sword technique was clean and neat, and his moves were directed at the vital points. Liao Kong managed to catch them all with just a pair of fleshy palms!
After twenty moves, Zaokong spotted the flaw in Gui Hai's sword, flicked the blade open with one finger, and touched his chest without any hesitation.

Guihai Yidao's eyes had turned blood red at this moment, he didn't care about the fingers in front of him at all, and held the knife with both hands to push him away.

"Hero dominates the world!"

"Ugh……"

Liao Kong sighed helplessly, his face seemed a bit sad, Gui Hai's sword was possessed, he didn't care whether he would be injured, he just swung the sword wholeheartedly.

The sword light shrouded the two of them in an airtight manner, and murderous intent permeated every square inch. However, Liao Kong calmly blocked it with one finger without falling into any disadvantage.

Compared to Liao Kong, who has been famous for a long time, even if Guihai Yida has learned the sword, he still looks immature and cannot even put pressure on him.

Liao Kong saw that he was getting deeper and deeper into the devil, and had gradually lost his mind. He knew that if he continued to fight, he would only go back to the old path of returning to the sea and practice again, and another devil would appear!
Deliberately revealing a flaw, the blade broke through the airtight defense and stabbed straight into his abdomen. Then he stretched out his fingers and it seemed easy, but in fact, he clamped the back of the blade as hard as iron pliers.

Gui Hai's sword was unable to move even with all his strength, and even after pulling it out for a long time, he could not withdraw the long sword. With a sudden heart, he directly pressed his body forward and pushed hard against the handle of the sword.

Luokong's feet left the ground, he raised his breath and floated away with him, an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he actually let go of his fingers...

"puff--"

The sound of a long knife entering flesh was heard, and Guihai pushed the knife into Kong's body smoothly without any obstruction, until the handle was gone, and the tip of the knife penetrated from the back...

"you……"

The blood in Guihai Yida's eyes had faded, and he was filled with disbelief. He subconsciously let go of the handle of the knife, feeling at a loss.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Liao Kong's mouth, and he said with all his strength: "Go find an end..."

Then he closed his eyes and smiled, and passed away forever!
"How could this be?"

Gui Hai hugged Kong with a knife and panicked, obviously he was the one who fell into the disadvantaged, and it is not that Kong is helpless, why would he deliberately seek death?

"Let go of that monk!"

Yi Buhuo came a little later, and the fight was already over. He only had time to see Gui Hai pull out the knife from Kong's body and bring out a handful of dazzling blood.

"It's over..."

Yi Buhuo's body stiffened, he stopped involuntarily, and was lost for a moment.

"This time I'm dead. If I want to save him, I really need to summon the soul..."

"Miracle Doctor, why are you here?"

Guihai Yida asked in surprise: "Aren't you supposed to be in the capital?"

"I'll be your audience..."

Yi Buhuo stared at him with gritted teeth, walked over, rolled his empty eyelids, and listened to his pulse.

Liao Kong wanted to die and did not think about living at all. Yi Buhuo didn't know whether to continue hanging on to his life or follow his wish.

"A master with a defective state of mind like this has lost his will to fight after surviving, so it's better not to disturb him."

It is precisely because Yi Buhuo understands the cause and effect that he becomes more entangled.

Liao Kong and Jie Jie of Shaolin Temple are both real masters. They have learned Buddhism to their core and don’t care about their own lives at all.

As long as they could get Guihai back on his way, they didn't mind sacrificing their bodies to save this young man who was filled with hatred.

"Buddha cut his flesh and fed it to the eagles. You sacrificed your life to be benevolent. This is a true master!"

Yi Buhuo let out a long sigh and looked at Gui Hai Yida with a look that seemed to be crying but also smiling.

In order to investigate the enemy who killed his father, this guy actually became a master of swordsmanship!

Guihai Yida looked at Kong's corpse and felt a little sad. What did he do when he lost his mind?
"It's over now, don't worry about it anymore."

Yi Buhuo shook his head and advised: "Don't waste the master's efforts. You have a weak state of mind and you have become a magic sword. If you don't reflect on it, you will waste his hard work."

In line with the principle of making the best use of everything, since Liao Kong is dead, Guihai Yida cannot be destroyed by a blow...

Now that Shangguan Haitang is not here, he still has to watch his own words!

(End of this chapter)