Chapter 227: They are all immortal gods
After the two of them left the room, Qing Yi couldn't help but ask, "Xiao Ye, what's going on? Why is your master like this?"
"Master passed away in meditation, waiting for the right time to achieve Buddhahood in the flesh and create a golden Buddha." Ye Qingyu explained.
"Ah? What is the Golden Buddha?" Qing Yi didn't understand.
"After Master's body has weathered completely, he will be covered with golden scale armor and receive worship and incense from generations of disciples."
"Oh, so you mean wrap his body in gold and place it in the hall like other Buddha statues?" Qing Yi seemed to understand something.
"Yeah." Ye Qingyu responded.
"Oh, that's scary enough. Are there things like this in the temple hall now?" Qing Yi asked curiously.
"Qing Yi, this is a sacred place in Buddhism. Be careful with your words and actions. Besides, what's there to be scared of? He's my master!"
"Oh, I know, he's your master, and he's also my master. I respect him no matter what he looks like."
"It is not easy to achieve Buddhahood in the flesh. Maybe only one person can do it in thousands of years." Ye Qingyu explained further.
"Ah? So difficult? How can your master do it?"
"I don't know."
The two of them walked out of the courtyard while talking, and Wu Chen was still waiting for them.
"Master Wuchen, sorry for the long wait." Ye Qingyu said politely.
"Amitabha, young prince, you don't have to be polite." Wu Chen had something to ask of the two people in front of him, and his attitude was much better.
The three of them returned to Master Yunxu's room again.
"Master, I will send someone to invite Li Qingting, the best doctor in the world, to treat you." Ye Qingyu said.
"Amitabha, there is no need for this. It is time for me to die. There is no need to pollute my practice with medicine." Master Yunxu refused.
"But..." Ye Qingyu wanted to continue to persuade. Even if Master Yunxu disagreed, he would arrange for secret guards to look for Li Qingting.
"Master, could you please stretch out your hand so I can take your pulse?" Qing Yi said.
"Oh? You also know medicine?" Master Yunxu looked at the young man in front of him with surprise.
"Well, it's not medical skills, but I know some poison techniques."
"Poison technique? What's your background?" Master Yunxu never expected that the person the young prince of the Northwest made friends with was actually one of the Five Poisons!
"My master is Mo Qitian, the leader of the Western Region Demon Cult." Qing Yi introduced himself.
"The Western Region Demon Cult? Who is you to the Demon Lord?" Master Yunxu looked at Qing Yi with cloudy eyes. It turned out that he was a member of the Demon Cult!
"Of course he is my master!" Qing Yi said proudly.
"So that's how it is. You are a bit like him! It's a pity that the old demon could not live and passed away early." Master Yunxu sighed. He once dealt with the Demon Lord when he was in his twenties. Qing Yi's words and deeds were somewhat similar to those of the Demon Lord back then. He was lively, talkative, and smart.
"Ah? No, my master is not dead yet." Qing Yi corrected.
"Hmm?" Master Yunxu didn't seem to understand. What did "not dead" mean? Could it be that the Demon Lord was still alive?
"Master, the Demon Lord is indeed still alive. He stayed in the palace for some time some time ago." Ye Qingyu explained.
"He is not dead, but the news of his death was spread thirty years ago. Could it be false news released by the Demon Cult?" Master Yunxu asked in surprise.
"It's not fake news. Master Mo didn't know that he was still alive until three months ago." Ye Qingyu told the story of how Qing Yi detoxified him three years ago. When they went to Yunyin Peak to look for the Martial Saint, they met the Sword Sect and learned that the Demon Lord was also alive. It was not until three months ago that the Martial Saint and the Demon Lord returned from their travels and they actually saw the Demon Lord himself.
"Hahaha, so they are all alive! Even that kid from Jianzong is not dead!" Master Yunxu's cloudy eyes lit up after listening to Ye Qingyu's story. He had lived for too long. Those brothers and sisters who had been with him day and night, and all the familiar people had left one by one. He didn't expect that some of the people he met when he was young could actually live to be over a hundred years old like him.
Especially Jian Zong, who was a few years older than himself and had actually gone into hiding to become an old immortal at Yunyin Peak in Donglai Kingdom. Hearing what Ye Qingyu said, these old men were more energetic than the other, while he, a genuine Shaolin disciple, was now so sick. Master Yunxu was a little dissatisfied.
He held out his hand and handed it over.
"Huh?" Ye Qingyu, Qingyi and Wuchen were all stunned. What was the abbot going to do?
"Don't you want to take the pulse?" Master Yunxu glanced at Qingyi.
"Oh." Qing Yi took a step forward. How come this old monk was so reluctant just now that he suddenly became so easy to talk to?
Qing Yi first felt the pulse of Master Yunxu's left and right hands, then looked at his tongue coating, frowned, and did not speak for a long time.
"What happened?" Wu Chen couldn't help but ask.
"Poisoned!" Qing Yi emphasized these two words.
"Poisoned?" The other three were stunned.
"I haven't left Shaolin for many years, how could I be poisoned? And I didn't notice any symptoms of poisoning?" Master Yunxu did not believe the poisoning theory.
"..." Everyone was silent. The master had never left Shaolin Temple, but he was suffering from poisoning. Could it be that he was secretly harmed by the monks in the temple?
"Do you know what kind of poison it is? Is there any antidote?" Wu Chen asked anxiously.
"I only know it's poison, but I don't know how to detoxify it." Qing Yi shook his head.
"I'll send someone to invite Doctor Li right away." Ye Qingyu said.
"This charlatan was scared away last time, and I don't know where he hid?" After being severely beaten by Qing Yi in the palace, Li Qingting had already hidden himself, and I don't know whether he returned to Jiangnan.
"We can find it no matter where it is." Ye Qingyu said confidently.
"Master, this poison is a bit strange. Otherwise, with your profound internal strength, you would definitely have noticed it and forced it out. This poison is a bit strange and free, visible and invisible. Instead of wasting time looking for Doctor Li, why don't you let me do it?" Qing Yi said.
"Didn't you just say you didn't know how to detoxify?" Wu Chen asked.
"Hahahaha, just because you don't know how to do it doesn't mean you can't do it, little master!" Qing Yi laughed.
"Qing Yi, but..." Ye Qingyu knew Qing Yi's detoxification method.
Qing Yi has a physique that is immune to all poisons, and his blood is a good detoxifier.
"It's okay, Xiaoye." Qingyi winked at Ye Qingyu. If it was an outsider, Qingyi would definitely not save him like this, but Master Yunxu was the abbot of Shaolin Temple. Without his approval, even if he became a disciple of Master Kongkong, he could not learn the Shaolin Tantric Dharma Magic Skills. If they had not passed on the Dharma Magic Skills to Xiaoye, there would be no Ye Qingyu who is in good health today.
"Master, I have practiced the Hundred Demons Magical Art and have a body that is immune to all poisons. If you drink my blood, it may be able to dissolve the poison in your body." Qing Yi said frankly to Master Yunxu.
"Drink your blood?" Master Yunxu was stunned for a moment, and after a while he said, "How can this be? I am a monk, how can I drink human blood? No way!"
"..." What should we do? Ye Qingyu, Qingyi, and Wuchen were all at a loss as to what to do. Master Yunxu had definitely broken his vow by drinking human blood, but this was the fastest way to save him at the moment.
The three of them tried to persuade Master Yunxu for a while, but he still refused to agree! In order not to disturb the master's rest, they had to come out to discuss it.
"Is it okay to mix blood into the soup?" The most proactive one was Wu Chen. Although he knew that it was a violation of the precepts, he didn't care about much else as long as he could save the abbot.
"Master will definitely notice..." Ye Qingyu said. He had been poisoned in the palace a few days ago and had already drunk Qing Yi's blood. Even he had refused with all his heart, but Qing Yi forced it in. If he hadn't heard Qing Yi say, "What will I do if you die?", he would rather die than drink human blood.
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