"I also had good intentions, I really didn't mean it."
"Do you think this little monk is okay?"
"This little thing doesn't need to alarm you, right?"
"Your skills are really powerful. You can reverse the yin and yang, reverse the universe, and bring the dead back to life... Huh?"
The big man was crying and felt something was wrong.
The bloody butterfly in mid-air made no movement at all.
There is no breath of life in the butterfly's body.
The big man stared at the bloody butterfly for a while and realized that it was the illusion created by Su Zimo breathing in the demonic energy. It had no lethality at all!
The big man's face darkened, and he wished he could slap himself in the mouth.
He has lived for countless years, and has never been afraid of even the most elite beings on the Wilderness Continent, let alone being so rude.
It was true that the woman eight years ago was too powerful and left a huge shadow in his heart.
The moment the bloody butterfly appeared, he thought that the woman was back again.
The big man almost killed Su Zimo, so he felt guilty.
Now when I suddenly saw the bloody butterfly coming, my first reaction was that it was coming to settle accounts with him. I was immediately frightened out of my mind, my legs became weak, and I fell to my knees with a plop...
The old monk seemed much calmer.
The big man stood up awkwardly and coughed slightly to hide his embarrassment.
Fortunately, the little monk was in a coma and did not see all this, otherwise he would be thrown into his grandma's house.
There was a flash of sarcasm in the old monk's turbid eyes, and he said slowly: "Unexpectedly, the world is so majestic..."
"Old bald donkey!"
Before the old monk finished speaking, he was angrily interrupted by the big man.
The big man pointed at the old monk and almost poked his face with his finger. He stared and gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up!"
The old monk sneered slightly and turned his eyes. Seeing that Su Zimo was out of danger and his breathing gradually became steady, he felt relieved and turned around to leave.
Halfway through, the old monk suddenly stopped and murmured expressionlessly: "Red-haired ghost? Hmm... that's a good name."
The big man was stunned for a while before he realized that the old monk had disappeared into the backyard of the main hall.
The big man's fists clenched loudly, and he gritted his teeth and cursed: "Damn it, you old bald ass, you don't recite sutras properly, but you still have the heart to make fun of me..."
…
I don't know how long it took before Su Zimo woke up leisurely.
Su Zimo's eyes were dazed, and he struggled to sit up, rubbed his forehead, and sat quietly for a while before gradually remembering what happened before he fainted.
Su Zimo couldn't help but picture the big face of the red-haired ghost, and there seemed to be a buzzing sound in his ears.
Su Zimo's whole body trembled, and without much thought, he jumped up and ran towards the main hall with all his strength.
"Um?"
After running for a few steps, Su Zimo's expression changed, and he gradually discovered something unusual.
My physical body seems to be stronger than before!
The inner elixir on the chest has also regained some luster, and a crack has been repaired!
"this… "
Su Zimo suddenly remembered the bowl of water he drank last.
The only problem is the bowl of water!
"Little monk, from today on, you will come here to drink a bowl of water every other month."
At this moment, a familiar voice sounded.
Just before, this voice almost tortured Su Zimo into a madman!
Su Zimo resisted the urge to run away and turned around to look.
Deep in the cemetery, I saw a big man covered in chains lying on the ground, with his hands behind his head, not even looking at him, as if he was concentrating with his eyes closed.
Su Zimo couldn't help but ask: "Red-haired ghost, what is this water?"
When he heard the words 'red-haired ghost', the corners of the big man's mouth twitched and he said impatiently: "You can drink it if you are told, there is so much nonsense!"
Su Zimo felt bored but was not angry.
He vaguely felt that the big man's attitude towards him seemed to have changed since he woke up.
What it was specifically, he couldn't tell.
Something must have happened while he was unconscious!
This bowl of water is not simple either!
You know, before this, Su Zimo swallowed a ten thousand year red fruit and received a huge supply of life essence in his body, but his inner elixir showed no sign of repair.
After drinking this bowl of water, not only did his physical body become stronger, but even the cracks in his inner alchemy were repaired!
not only that.
Su Zimo could clearly feel that there was still a huge amount of life essence remaining in his body.
This energy, even if he practices the Secret Code of the Great Wilderness Demon King every night, is enough to sustain him for a month!
With such powerful healing power, it also contains a huge and rich life essence. What kind of water is it that has such magical power
Su Zimo carefully searched the ancient books he had read, but could not find any heavenly material or earthly treasure that could match this spiritual water.
However, he knew it in his heart.
With enough spiritual water support, his inner elixir is expected to return to its original state within a few years as expected!
If you continue to practice, you can achieve great success in the inner elixir, or even complete the inner elixir, which is only a matter of days!
Even if he had enough flesh and blood to eat outside Dragon Burial Valley, he would never be able to achieve this speed of cultivation!
The hidden danger of the inner elixir was completely resolved, and Su Zimo was in a good mood.
No matter how slow he reacted, he could still tell at this moment that the big man was helping him.
After thinking about this, Su Zimo bowed deeply in the direction of the big man and said seriously: "Red-haired ghost, thank you very much. There are also good and evil among ghosts. You must be a kind ghost... but you talk too much. point."
"Get out of here!"
The big man roared angrily.
Su Zimo fled in despair.
Looking at Su Zimo's back, the big man showed a row of sharp and white teeth, which were grinding loudly. He had a look of resentment and said bitterly: "You are the ghost, and your whole family is a ghost!"
…
It was already noon when Su Zimo moved to the front yard of the main hall.
Mingzhen was chanting sutras in the courtyard. When he saw Su Zimo coming back safe and sound, he couldn't help but widen his eyes. He came forward and asked in confusion: "Junior brother Mingxin, are you okay?"
Mingzhen is well aware of the terror of the big man in the backyard.
If he had been tortured all night and was completely exhausted and mentally depressed, how could he be as energetic and as bright as Su Zimo
"It's alright."
Su Zimo looked relaxed, patted Mingzhen on the shoulder, and said with a half-smile: "I will go to the back in a month, do you want to come with me?"
"No, no!"
Mingzhen's head shook like a rattle, and his tone was firm.
Su Zimo smiled.
At this moment, the old monk pushed the door open and said seemingly casually: "Today, a woman came to the Dragon Burial Valley. She had been crying for a long time... Alas, it has been a year in the blink of an eye. "
"Woman, are you crying?"
Su Zimo was stunned for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, he seemed to have thought of something, and turned around and walked towards the ancient temple.
Mingzhen looked worried, turned around and asked: "Master, lend me your magical weapon again, and I will protect my junior brother."
"No need."
The old monk shook his head and said: "Let him go alone. He has the Mingwang rosary on his wrist, and the evil spirits outside can't get close to him."