Hai Long ate the last bit of meat on the chicken bone, and said: "Yes, of course there is, but you seem to be angry, do you still need to eat chicken legs? Wouldn't you be full if you drank the northwest wind?" Now he has gradually mastered Hongzhi His weakness, he thought to himself, this guy is definitely a typical example of gluttony, as long as he can grasp his stomach, he is not afraid that he will not listen to him. If the old monk Wuyun saw such a Buddhist cultivator, his nose would have been crooked. Thinking of this, Hai Long couldn't help laughing.
For the sake of delicious food, Hong Zhi couldn't care less about anything now, stuck to Hai Long's shoulder, and smiled apologetically, "Boss, what kind of person are you? How dare my younger brother be angry with you? Just give me some."
Hai Long patted Hongzhi's shoulder and said: "You just need to understand, if you lose your temper again, I'll help you 'hunger strike'." Kong Kong grabbed it, and another chicken leg appeared out of thin air, and he handed it to Hongzhi. Hongzhi took it overjoyed, and hurriedly opened his mouth to eat. Hai Long waved his right hand repeatedly, first a piece of sheepskin appeared, then one food after another fell on the sheepskin, and finally, he even "transformed" into two pots of wine, the chicken legs in Hongzhi's mouth almost fell to the ground. Although he felt mana fluctuations, he couldn't understand where these things came from.
Hai Long was secretly proud, these were naturally stored in the Qiankun Ring earlier. After absorbing the spirit energy in the sky-defying mirror, he found that when he used the Qiankun ring again, there would be no blue light, and it was more convenient to use. Qiankun ring is a good thing to keep fresh, no matter how long it is placed in it, it will be as fresh as when it was just put in. Hai Long's delicious food is not inferior to Hongzhi's. Most of the silver he spent in Tongyuan City was used to purchase food. Now he can eat all the things in the Qiankun Ring by himself, and he can't finish it in a year.
"Eat quickly, rest early after eating." A big leather roll appeared, and under Hai Long's quick movements, a simple two-person leather tent quickly appeared on the ground. Hai Long found a relatively flat place and used a large The nails fixed the tent, and then began to eat. What he did deeply shocked Hongzhi's heart. In Hong Zhi's eyes, Hai Long is like a thousand-handed Avalokitesvara, who can change whatever he wants. The respect in my heart suddenly became stronger.
After drinking and eating, the two got into the tent. Hai Long took out his precious iron rod from his bosom and put it beside him. With a magic weapon of huge weight, no matter how fierce the wind on the plateau was, it was impossible to hold it The leather tent blows over. As soon as Hongzhi saw the little iron rod, his eyes immediately shone with horror, and a circle of golden Buddha light oozes from around his body, as if sensing something, the little iron rod also made a light ding. "Brother, this, what kind of treasure is this. It seems to contain a huge Buddha power."
Hai Long smiled triumphantly, and said, "Want to know? First tell me what the big golden bowl you used yesterday is, and I'll tell you what it is."
Hongzhi said: "The Buddha bowl is one of the few magic treasures passed down to me by the master. It is the most precious treasure of my Buddhism. It is a holy object for subduing demons. It has a very strong demon effect, and its power will increase or decrease according to the size of the injected Buddha power. The demon will be afraid of it when it sees it. The so-called Subhuti. There is something to say, Subhuti. It is as I understand what the Buddha said. There is no fixed law. It is called Anuttara-samyak-sambodhi. There is also no fixed law.” When he talked about Buddhism, his face was gone. With a trace of childish color, the treasure elephant is solemn, like a monk who has attained the Tao. The Buddha Qi surged out from his body, bringing Hai Long a feeling of spring breeze.
"Okay, okay. What a mess, I don't understand your Dharma. It seems that your bodhi bowl is much better than the Buddha bowl I saw that Wuxuan deity used in the Brahma Heart Sect last time! But compared to my little iron rod, I'm afraid it's worse. My little iron rod is called Wanmo Bifu Stick, that is to say, even if ten thousand demons come, it can still wipe them out." Where is he? Knowing what the real name of the little iron rod is, it is purely for the sake of showing off, and it is just a nonsense. Hongzhi believed it was true, so he couldn't help reaching out to the small iron rod, and Hai Long didn't stop him.
When Hongzhi's hand caught the small iron rod, the small iron rod suddenly emitted an unusually strong golden light, and the Buddhist power that Hongzhi output was completely absorbed by it. Hongzhi wanted to pick up the small iron rod, but even if he pushed the Buddha's power to the limit, he could only lift one corner.
"It's so heavy, it's worthy of being a stick that will subdue all evils. Brother, this magic weapon of yours is much stronger than my bodhi bowl! I think you hold it easily, why does it become so heavy in my hands?" .”
Hai Long said boldly: "Of course, my cultivation level is higher than yours, so I can easily pick it up." Saying that, he easily took the small iron rod into his hand. Due to the infusion of Hongzhi Buddha's power, the small iron rod became extremely hot, surging energy flowed into Hai Long's body along the rod body, and the mixed energy was infused with this fresh blood, and immediately started to run quickly. Before Hai Long had time to explain to Hong Zhi, he had already entered into a state of meditation. Hongzhi saw a faint yellow glow suddenly gushing out of Hai Long's body. Although it was far less powerful than the Buddha power he radiated, it was indeed the same power as himself. He thought to himself, is the eldest brother also a Buddhist practitioner? At this moment, the light changed suddenly, and the yellow light gradually faded to blue light, which immediately brought a completely different feeling to Hongzhi. Although it was still authentic magic power, it was definitely not Buddha power. After a while, the light changed again, from blue to blue, and pure fairy air floated out. Its nature was exactly the same as that in Hongzhi's refinement of ghoul souls. Seeing this situation, Hongzhi couldn't help opening his mouth. He murmured: "No way, it's unbelievable that there are three kinds of unique skills in the elder brother alone."
At the same time as the blue light appeared, a cloud of silver light lit up on Hai Long's chest, and an invisible air mask radiated out, pushing Hongzhi to the edge of the tent. Hongzhi clearly felt that this layer of air mask was made of fairy air. But this kind of fairy spirit shield is extremely powerful, even if I can break it with Buddha power, it will not be easy. Big brother is simply too mysterious. How did he manage to fuse three completely different energies in his own body? Although these three energies are all pure in quality and belong to the power of the righteous way, it is really difficult to fuse them. It is too difficult. In fact, not to mention that he doesn't understand, even Hai Long himself doesn't know why the three kinds of energy can merge with each other without exclusion in the body. The Heaven-Defying Mirror is worthy of being the treasure of the immortal family. Although Hai Long can't control it yet, after Hai Long enters the cultivation state, the protective shield it emits can not only prevent the invasion of foreign demons, but even resist the attacks of masters below the peak. With it, even if Hai Long encounters an enemy several levels higher than himself, at least it is enough to protect himself. Hongzhi glanced enviously at the small iron rod held by Hai Long in his palm, and used his Buddha power to prop up a space in the tent, and began to meditate.
I don't know how long it took, Hai Long slowly opened his eyes, the small iron rod in his hand had returned to normal, and the mixed energy in his body was once again fused into one furnace. As before, the volume of the fused energy didn't increase at all. The Buddha's power aroused by the little iron rod by Hongzhi has already been swallowed up by the bottomless abyss-like lake at the Lingtai. Although his cultivation had not improved, Hai Long still felt refreshed. Hongzhi sat cross-legged in front of him, with a faint yellow light emitting from his body, completely looking like a majestic treasure elephant. Hai Long knew that he was most afraid of being interrupted when he was practicing. Once he got mad, it would be dangerous. He just wanted to go out of the tent to breathe lightly, but he heard Hongzhi say: "Brother, you are really strong, you have cultivated enough. It took seven days and seven nights to wake up." Hongzhi's cultivation had reached a certain level, and in this kind of place, he would not completely close his six senses, and as soon as Hai Long finished training, he woke up under the traction of Qi come over.
Hai Long scratched his head and said, "Is it seven days so long? I don't think so." He was overjoyed, of course he knew that the longer the training lasted, the better it would be for his cultivation.
Hong Zhi said seriously: "The monks don't tell lies, I have been sober all the time, of course I know how long it has passed." Hai Long snorted disdainfully, and said: "What kind of monk are you? You drink and eat meat, at most It's just a wine and meat monk. I think, in the future, you may ask me to help you find a wife. I know the suzerain of the Lotus Sect, and they are all female Buddhist practitioners." After finishing speaking, Hai Long harbored malicious intentions. Hehe laughed. He himself has already decided that when his cultivation base is high in the future, he must find a Taoist companion, at least with Tian Qin's appearance.
After hearing Hai Long's words, the majesty of the precious image on Hong Zhi's face disappeared immediately, and he said with a wry smile: "Brother, you can save some face for this little monk. It is absolutely impossible to find a wife. The master once said , women are tigers, even women who practice Buddhism. I want to be with a tiger every day."
Hai Long smiled and said: "Come on, you've only seen a few women. The ancients said that a gentle lady is a gentleman. It's not a big deal. There are not a few of us cultivators who combine to form Taoist couples. Hey, in fact, I usually It’s not that I’ve practiced for such a long time. You inspired the energy of all demons and sticks that day. In order not to waste it, I only absorbed it through meditation. How about it, my magic weapon is powerful, right?” Hong Zhi nodded from the bottom of his heart , said: "Brother, your All Evil Sure Fighting Stick is indeed a very powerful magic weapon, I can't find out its depth at all, it contains huge Buddha power and energy similar to the blue light you emit when you practice. That should be what you cultivators call mana. It’s the first time I’ve seen a magic weapon possess two different energies. I’ve never seen an expert with three energies like you, brother. It’s really admirable!”
Hai Long was surprised and said: "How do you know that I have three kinds of energy?" Hongzhi told the vision of Hai Long when he was practicing meditation. After listening to his narration, Hai Long frowned and murmured: "I don't know if this is a disaster or a blessing. It seems that I really have to go back to the mountain quickly and blame my senior." Thinking of this, he stood up and continued. : "Let's go, we've practiced for so many days, it's time for us to hurry." After finishing speaking, he put away the small iron rod and was about to leave the tent. Hongzhi grabbed him and said, "Brother, let's go later."
Hai Long was startled, and said: "What's the matter?" Hong Zhi said a little embarrassedly: "I haven't eaten for seven days, I, I'm a little hungry. Let's eat something before we go on the road, so we have strength."
Hai Long smiled and said: "You are not hungry, you are obviously greedy. Well, it's up to you." Amid Hongzhi's excitement, all kinds of delicacies appeared again, and the two of them went on the road after a big meal.
Ten days later, the two finally came to the north of the Western Regions according to the map. The scenery in front of them gradually became familiar, and Hai Long felt a sense of going home. He could no longer care about teasing Hong Zhi, so he quickened his pace and hurried to the north. Finally, when the sun was slowly setting, far away, he saw the small village where he was born and grew up.
Certainly under his feet, Hai Long stood still, and Hong Zhi who was following behind him almost bumped into Hai Long's back without any warning, and was immediately startled. "Brother, why did you stop?"
Hai Long murmured: "Home, I, I'm home." Wu Yun was startled, and said: "Home? Is this village your Lian Yunzong? Didn't you say..."
Hai Long shook his head and said: "No, this is not our Lian Yunzong. This is the home where I was born and raised. I was born in this small village. There is one of my best friends here." After finishing speaking, he suddenly Accelerate and run towards the village quickly. After leaving for nearly five years, how much he longed to see Zhang Hao who grew up with him immediately!
Everything in the small village of the Western Regions is normal, no different from before, the surroundings are so quiet, Hai Long knows that the villagers should be farming behind the village now. All this, to him, is really all too familiar. For almost no reason, he went straight to Zhang Hao's house, muttering: "Douya, you lazy bastard, you must be at home. You must be at home!" The village is very small, and at Hailong's current speed It's just a few blinks of an eye. Zhang Hao's family suddenly appeared in front of him, the dilapidated wooden door was still half-closed, Hai Long pushed the door fiercely and entered, shouting: "Douya, I'm here to see you. Come out quickly, you boy." A loud voice Almost spread throughout the village. Under Hai Long's excited gaze, the door of the wooden house opened, and an old man came out tremblingly. Hai Long vaguely recognized that this old man was Zhang Hao's father. In a blink of an eye, Hai Long came to the old man. The old man took a step back in panic, staggered and almost fell. "You, who are you? You, who are you?" Hai Long grabbed the old man's shoulder and said excitedly, "Uncle Zhang, Uncle Zhang, it's me! I'm Hai Long, you don't know me anymore."