C567 Invisible Zhenqi

The dough shrank again and again until it could no longer shrink. With a soft pop, it was as if a child had burped. The lump of thing that did not look like a human body exploded, scattering dust all over the ground.

His Highness the Fourth Prince seemed to have been molded from mud, and now he was once again reduced to a pile of dust.

When they saw everything that had happened before their eyes, fear appeared in almost everyone's eyes. Some tough men might not be afraid of death, but to die in such a manner was something that they had never seen or heard of, let alone seen before.

Such a person could no longer be called a human.

At this moment, the gorgeous monk was silently chanting Buddhist scriptures. It seemed like he was transcending his master's soul. Perhaps because he wasn't the main character, Lee Hongji didn't look for him again.

"Sigh, I'm begging for mercy. This man from the Qing Dynasty had already gone to meet his father. Everyone, you can now believe that I'm not with them anymore. We, the people of Ming Dynasty, naturally have to respect them."

Then, his gaze stopped on Master Bu Jue from Shaolin Temple, his expression revealing a profound meaning.

"Great Master, you are a monk who has always been outside of the world of mortals. Furthermore, you are not the abbot. It doesn't make sense for you to express your stance. Chu Men, help Great Master detoxify the poison."

His words were beyond everyone's expectation, and Master Bu Jue was also surprised.

However, he was currently fighting the poison in his body, and did not have much energy left. Even if he couldn't stand up, it would still be difficult for him. If it wasn't for the fact that everyone was watching him... The big monk still had to consider protecting Shaolin's honor. He was afraid that he would have sat down and rested a long time ago.

However, he also knew that as long as he relaxed a little, he wouldn't be able to stand up again.

As expected, Chu Men followed his orders and came forward. Master Bu Jue couldn't help but narrow his eyes. His expression became serious. However, he quickly returned to his carefree state. Although he was poisoned, the monk's eyesight was still there.

The Fourth Prince had been gently swept by Chu Men's pinky just now. No one else could sense the softness of his pinky, not even the Fourth Prince himself. It was because his skin had not been scratched at all. But everyone saw what happened next.

Today, it was still Chu Men who came out to take care of him. Master Bu Jue knew that he would be at his mercy if he was poisoned. Even if he used the ultimate skill of Buddha Sect, he would at most die together with his enemy. He was a disciple of Buddha Sect, why would he need to kill so many people?

Therefore, Master Bu Jue was as steady as a mountain, chanting "Amitabha." At this moment, the dignity of his treasure image was full of an otherworldly feeling, carrying the feeling of Buddha being reborn.

The corner of Chu Men's mouth curled into a smile, but at this moment, the way everyone looked at him changed.

"Great Master, I apologize for offending you."

As he spoke, Chu Men gently flicked his sleeve. Master Bu Jue felt a force entering his body. He could not help but breathe heavily and open his mouth slightly. At this moment, he suddenly felt a faint, wet and cold sensation coming from his mouth and nose. It even went straight into his mouth and nose.

Although Master Bu Jue was an expert beyond the mortal world, he felt that he had already seen through life and death. However, when this moment truly came, he still felt a wave of sourness. At this moment, he thought of the abbot's entrustment. He thought of his beloved disciple and his best friend.

However, he quickly cast all of this out of his mind and began to chant the Great Compassion Mantra wholeheartedly. The more he chanted, the louder his chanting became.

Everyone looked at Master Bu Jue who was chanting the Great Compassion Mantra, and their voices became louder and louder. At first, it was a little hurried, but after a while, it became solemn and peaceful. The voice was like gold and stone, penetrating straight into the heart. Everyone's thoughts became much calmer in this Buddhist voice.

Only after the Great Compassion Mantra was sung did Master Bu Jue open his eyes. He raised his hand and saluted, "Thank you benefactor for believing in my words and helping me cure the poison. Please also open up your compassionate heart and help all the heroes present cure the poison."

It turned out that Master Bu Jue felt that the strength in his body was recovering at this moment. At least he did not need to use his inner energy to resist it. He could also stand up straight. He knew that what entered his mouth and nose was the antidote to the disease, but it seemed like the antidote would take some time to fully take effect. Although the poison had been detoxified, it would still take a long time for him to recover his strength.

At this moment, he could not wait to ask for the antidote for the others, showing a kind heart.

"Master, please rest assured. I respect Shaolin Temple and Master. It was no different from respecting all the heroes present. Now, it was time to give Master the antidote as a token of my appreciation. If I have any ill intentions towards all the heroes, please ask only me, Shaolin and Master. Speaking of which, I am also doing this to deal with this group of experts who have infiltrated the Central Plains. I had no choice but to come up with this plan. Please understand."

Seeing the sincerity in his words, the fourth prince first died miserably in front of him. After Master Bu Jue was released, most people felt inexplicably relieved. Even kneeling on the ground did not seem so unacceptable anymore, not to mention there were so many martial arts tycoons accompanying him.

It was a pity that they did not think of one thing.

As long as they knelt for the first time, it would not be so hard to accept the second or third time. If they slowly got used to kneeling, everything would be fine.

At this moment, the old man next door who had been frowning and thinking about something said in a hateful tone.

"A dragon swimming in shallow water and suffering from a shrimp show. With just you alone, if you didn't use poison... Can you deal with those few people? No! Even if you use poison, it's not something a small shrimp like you can mess around with. That's not right either! At least that kid from the Dong Chang is on par with you. A tortoise against a tortoise. "

The old man's mouth was always infuriating. No matter how good Lee Hongji's self-restraint was, he would still get angry. He shouted out loudly. "Shut up!"

Like a command, dozens of cold stars suddenly shot out from the trees around the pavilion where the old man lived. They all hit the vital parts of the old man's body. The old man seemed to have thought of this long ago, and his eyes widened. Then, he closed his eyes, completely ignoring the incoming projectiles.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding." After a moment, all the projectiles landed on the roof of the pavilion, making a pleasant sound. Everyone looked at the old man in surprise, admiration, suspicion, and other emotions.

Because these hidden weapons shot to the side of the old man by about a foot, as if they were blocked by invisible hands. Then, they softly lost their strength and obediently slid down.

The old man did not know how to be modest at all, "Boys, look at me! Protecting the body with invisible true qi, 'Destroying All Hidden Weapons in the World, isn't that very cool?! "

Lee Hongji's expression at this moment seemed as if he wanted to lift up a large rock and throw the old man into the ground. However, he quickly made a smart decision and temporarily ignored this fellow who messed up the situation.

This time, his target was Ye Wangyun.