True Martial Great Emperor of Myriad Realms

"Strange, strange!"

In the meditation room, an old monk with a flowing beard and a yellow brown cassock was frowning and puzzled.

He pulled his beard with one hand, so hard that people even worried about whether he would pull it off.

"Mingming's heart pulse is seriously damaged and Qi and blood are stiff. How can this happen?"

"It doesn't make sense!"

Guo fan lay on the bed, motionless and slightly dull looking at the carefully sewn curtain on his head.

He is sorting out the memory of the body.

This is Shaolin Temple.

There are also 72 stunts here.

There are many monks with excellent martial arts here!

He was an orphan who was abandoned at the foot of the mountain when he was young. He was brought up by the monks of Shaolin Temple.

The Dharma name Zhenwu is a monk in the factotum, not a real Shaolin monk.

Maybe it's because I hurt my origin when I was young. I really realized that I was weak and sick. I was panting after taking a few more steps.

Not long ago.

He went down the mountain to carry water. As a result, he accidentally rolled down from the Baibuting and directly blew the lights and pulled the wax.

Guo fan's yuan Ling also took advantage of the weakness and threw himself into the body.

Um

He was eleven years old!

"In that case, not only did not die, but now the power of the heart pulse is stronger than usual."

The Xuande monk of the medicine King's Hospital raised his head and looked up at the sky. His face was puzzled. He didn't come back until half a sound. He looked at Guo fan with an inquiry in his eyes.

"How do you feel now?"

"I feel very weak. I want to eat. I'm weak all over. It's hard to lift my arm."

Guo fan answered honestly.

The Xuande in front of him looks like an old pharmacist in his 60s and 70s.

But in fact, it has deep internal power. I'm afraid even the eight meridians have opened up most of them.

He has also practiced several of the 72 unique skills. I'm afraid his strength is not much weaker than Lei hen.

However, his accomplishments are not even in the top five in the medicine King's Hospital, but his medical skills are very excellent and can be in the top three.

"The body is empty, which is natural."

Xuande nodded slowly, waved, took out a pill from the medicine cabinet around him and handed it to Zhenhui.

"Warm water delivery service."

"Yes!"

Zhenhui bowed to take it, got up, found a bowl of water, brought it near, and carefully sent Guo fan to take it.

Zhenhui is also the Shami of the factotum. They are not qualified to wear cassocks and gray clothes. Their age is almost the same as their original body.

He looks white and clean. If he hadn't been a monk, he would have been a beautiful childe when he grew up.

When Dan pill entered his belly, it turned into a warm feeling and poured into all parts of his body, making Guo fan feel comfortable and want to moan.

This pill

Big tonic!

It's like eating a full meal for a day at a time when you're hungry, but there's no waste, not even a sense of fullness.

This should be bigudan.

Guo fan suddenly remembered that the disciples of menghumen needed to supplement a lot of nutrition in the physical training stage.

People in the later stage of physical training can eat half a fat pig at a meal, and then use the five tiger viscera technique to digest slowly.

If you have this Pigu pill, you can not only save time for eating, but also greatly improve the utilization rate.

Thinking of this, his heart couldn't help but rush.

But in Zhenwu's memory, Bigu pill is only the most basic pill refined by the medicine King's Academy.

It is a standing item of the martial monk Academy.

On it, there are Peiyuan bone strengthening pill, broken barrier pill, Tongmai pill, and even the legendary big and small return pill!

Each of these things works amazing!

"I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out."

When Guo fan was full of thoughts, Xuande shook his head and put down his hand to pull his beard.

"By the way, what's your name?"

"I really understand."

"Yes."

Xuande nodded, "are you a disciple of the factotum?"

"Yes."

Guo Fanying is.

Xuande continued to ask, "can you read?"

"I don't know."

Guo fan shook his head and took back his eyes from the books placed on the desk from afar.

The name of the book made his eyes flash.

Pharmacist's book!

The original body is really illiterate, but the characters here are very similar to the regular script of the previous life. It is not difficult to recognize even with a guess.

"I don't know your current situation, but it seems to be intact."

Xuande slowly got up and said, "in this way, you go back and rest for a few days and observe temporarily."

"Well..."

He spoke and looked at Guo fan's eyes again, as if he were worried about something.

"Maybe it's a special constitution and needs more observation."

"Well, after that, you'll do the chores of the medicine King's Hospital and put the others in advance."

"Yes."

Guo fan's complexion remained unchanged, and Zhenhui on one side looked happy.

There are many errands in the factotum. Except for the Sutra Pavilion and Dharma hall, almost all the four halls and twelve courtyards are busy.

Among them, the work is naturally heavy and light, and the work of Yaowang hospital is undoubtedly the lightest.

This can be regarded as a blessing in disguise for the true understanding of weak physical strength.

He is still young and doesn't have much thought. At this time, he is only happy for Guo fan without jealousy.

"Good boy, good boy."

Xuande stroked his beard and smiled. He stretched out his big hand and rubbed their forehead: "go back and have a good rest."

"Yes."

True wisdom should be.

Guo fan propped up his body and learned to remember the appearance of the central plains body. He closed his hands with eleven Rites: "thank you, martial uncle Xuande."

"Yes."

Xuande looked at Guo fan again and shook his sleeves.

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Guo fan, supported by Zhenhui, limps out of the Yaowang hospital.

Looking back, the courtyard is hidden among the gloomy mountains and forests, with open doors and stone Buddha stands.

Several Buddha statues are all compassionate, and the treasure tools in hand are all things that can cure diseases and save people, such as water purification, medicine pestle and so on.

Yellow brick and black tile, green lantern and ancient Buddha, a peaceful scene.

However, from the memory of the original true enlightenment, we can see that Shaolin Temple is not detached from the secular existence, and there are many intrigues inside.

At least it's not as good as expected.

Maybe it's the medicine King's hospital. It's just a little away from common things because of saving the lives and healing the wounded.

"Let's go!"

Zhenhui shouldered the strength of her hair and gently carried half of Guo fan's body along the rugged mountain road towards the factotum.

In Guo fan's eyes, Zhenhui is only in her early ten years, but her pace and breathing have some foundation.

This is the reason for practicing Luohan's fixed body method.

Put it in the tiger gate. When it is the seed of internal power, it will be cultivated vigorously.

But in this Shaolin Temple, he is just a monk and is not qualified to be listed on the entrance wall at all.

"True wisdom."

Guo fan spoke slowly and asked, "how many years have you been in Shaolin Temple?"

"Five or six years."

Zhenhui calculated silently and said, "I remember you picked me up at the foot of the mountain, senior brother."

"I forgot."

Guo fan smiled: "then why did you enter Shaolin?"

"It seems that my family provoked some opponents. They couldn't protect me, so they sent me to Shaolin Temple."

Zhenhui looked innocent. I'm afraid he didn't know the specific meaning of this paragraph.

"I haven't seen them since then. In fact, I almost forget what they look like."

"Yes."

Guo fan nodded silently.

"Elder martial brother, the road ahead is steep. Be careful."

"OK."

They walked with the help of their hands. After a while, they could see where the factotum was.

Near here, Zhenhui, who has always had smart eyes, was a lot more honest and kept silent.

When I stepped into the factotum, the noise came immediately.

"Back?"

"I didn't die. I really realize that this boy is lucky!"

"So what? Just like tuberculosis, it's estimated that it won't be a few years to live."

Some people were surprised and some sneered, but few people gave sympathetic and concerned eyes.

Factotum.

As the least noticeable place in Shaolin Temple, it has always lacked compassion for believers.

Many factotresses have been in the temple for many years. They are busy all day and can't be promoted to formal disciples. They gradually accumulate resentment in their hearts.

Finally, they all vent on their own people.

Guo fan feels like a prison. He works every day. Bullying the weak in his spare time is the most common.

"You're back."

A huge figure appeared in front of them.

"Senior brother Zhenguan."

Zhenhui quickly saluted.

"All right, all right."

Zhenguansheng's five big and three thick, heard the speech, frowned and waved his big hand: "hurry back, rest today, and have work to do tomorrow."

"Senior brother Zhenguan."

Zhenhui quickly looked up and said, "elder martial brother Zhenwu has just been injured. Martial uncle Xuande told me that he needs to rest."

"Rest?"

Zhenguan looked coldly at Guo fan and disdained to curl his mouth: "when does he need to rest with his physique?"

"Continue to carry water in the back mountain tomorrow. I tell you, only by taking more exercise can you be strong."

Then he patted himself hard on the chest.

"But..."

"Nothing, but."

Zhenguan's eyes sank: "if I let you do it, I'll do it honestly. Can elder martial brother harm you?"

He has received the benefits of truth, and the work of carrying water in the backyard can only be shared with the two people in front of him.

"Senior brother."

Guo Fanzhi got up, put up his single palm and said, "before coming, martial uncle Xuande said that I would only work in the king's medicine hospital in the future."

"What?"

Zhenguan stared.

Other people in the hospital also put up their ears, and many people looked with envy.

That's the medicine King's hospital!

You can have a lot of time to practice martial arts.

If you get a few pills from time to time to strengthen your muscles and bones, I'm afraid you'll soon become a martial monk.

Unfortunately, it was handed over to a sick seedling.

"Really?"

Zhenguan frowned and stared at them.

"Really."

Zhenhui nodded hurriedly: "this is what martial uncle Xuande said himself. You can ask if you don't believe it."

"Hum!"

Really, it's OK for him to show off his strength here. He will only humiliate himself when he goes to the Yaowang hospital.

"Dog luck!"

With a low scold, he turned and walked towards the side yard.

Having collected the money, there is no reason to return it. Now we can only provoke them to replace them.

Just after taking two steps, he suddenly slipped under his feet and fell into the water tank next to him.

"Poop!"

"Gulu Gulu..."

Seeing this, Zhenhui quickly shouted, "no, no, senior brother Zhenguan fell into the water!"

On one side, Guo fan lowered his head and coughed twice, taking back his right foot rubbing the sand and gravel on the ground.

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