Slag Shou Cultivating Manual

Chapter 85: bodhi seed

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Helang had already wrestled several rounds with the alien beast with wide-open fangs in front of him. At this time, his eyes were slightly blurred, and he felt hot and painful in several places on his body. He must have been burned, but this alien beast clung to him. It's tight, he has no chance to breathe, and can only continue to cope with the injury.

His scalp was numb, and the wound irritated his whole body more and more due to the pulling of the movement. He shook his head violently, trying to clear his mind, and tried his best not to let the pain be stronger than his own will.

At this moment, several silver lights flashed in the air. He raised his eyes and saw that Jiang Hanzheng rushed out with the Kunwu sword in hand. He suddenly jumped forward, held the sword in both hands, and raised it high. When the attention was on Helang, he stabbed it hard at the back of the neck.

Its whole body is covered with scales, which are extremely hard, but Kunwu is indeed sharp. When Jiang Hanzheng thrusts it down with all his strength, the scales instantly cracked and then shattered, revealing the soft skin underneath. The sword tip penetrated a foot deep into the back of the neck.

The body of the strange beast trembled violently, the terrifying man turned his eyes upwards, and violently swung his body, knocking the two of them away.

Helang quickly grabbed Jiang Hanzheng by the back collar, and led him away from the strange beast, but the strange beast had been entangled with him for a long time, and had already held a grudge against him. belly.

Helang had no choice but to use himself as a bait to attract its attention, and patted Jiang Hanzheng behind it, taking advantage of it's loss of defense, by surprise, and caught it off guard.

Jiang Hanzheng couldn't say that he had a heart-to-heart with him, but he also understood the meaning of the master in an instant, and immediately flew up into the air, holding a sword flower, and the sword radiated light, like thousands of cold stars, showering on it.

Helang was a little surprised, staring at the resolute expression on his face, feeling relieved.

At the moment of danger, Jiang Hanzheng was also under great pressure, his swordsmanship was fast and accurate, every move left no room for it, all of them were killer moves.

The strange beast's eyes were stabbed, and it ran wildly, pounced forward, and forced Helang to the cliff. A mass of spiritual power gathered in front of his chest, and shot straight in Helang's direction.

Jiang Han was too late to catch up, unable to lend a helping hand, and when he was desperately stepping in the air, his brain was already roaring.

Helang's eyes blurred for a moment, and when he looked carefully, he was locked on by this group of spiritual power.

His brain was working quickly, and he clearly knew that he could not dodge at this time, but if he went directly to meet him and hit him head-on with all his strength, there was a high chance that the beast would fall down.

He reckoned that the beast was stabbed in the back of the neck and the top of the head, was stabbed blind, and had reached the end of the road.

No more hesitation, his legs were slightly different, his heart sank, and he went all out to search out all the spiritual power in his dantian. He pressed his palms together, and all the spiritual power poured out from his palms. The collision of the beasts burst out a huge light.

The spiritual power enough to shake the heavens and the earth caused Qingqu Mountain to move slightly, and the new trees in the dense forest turned their backs one after another, disturbing the birds and insects in the forest, and they came out of their nests.

Jiang Hanzheng fell to his knees on the ground with weak legs. He was forced to lie down on the ground because of the blinding light. When he thought of Master, his heart stopped beating. Don't dare to think about it.

When the light dissipated, there was a loud bang of a heavy object falling to the ground. Jiang Hanzheng opened his eyes immediately, seeing the corpse of the strange beast fall, and rushed up immediately.

Helang was sore all over his body, and his internal organs were bursting with pain. He took a few short breaths, and found that his limbs were weak, so he just lay down like this, and slightly circulated his spiritual power to repair the wound, so as not to scare the little apprentice with the wound on his body.

To be honest, he was still frustrated for a while. He thought that his cultivation was high enough to allow him to concentrate on doing tasks without caring about his own cultivation. , There is never too much power.

Seeing the master lying on the ground covered in blood, Jiang Hanzheng's eyes were about to burst. He rushed to him and knelt down. His eyes were swollen and painful. He wanted to help him up, but he didn't dare to touch him, for fear of touching him. to his wound.

Master has always been so fluent, he handles everything with ease, and has never faced any difficulties. When has he ever been so embarrassed? Jiang Hanzheng received a lot of shock, his brain hurts, he took out all the wound medicine in the ring at a loss, and wiped it on him without any explanation.

Cooperating with Helang's own spiritual power, his wound showed signs of healing in less than half a cup of tea.

During this period, a crystal clear and round white bead burst out from the body of the strange beast, rising slowly, as if it was going to ascend to the sky by the wind.

Helang waved lightly, then took it off in mid-air, looked carefully, and sighed in his heart.

It turned out that the bodhi seed left in Qingqu Mountain was swallowed by this beast, no wonder it is so powerful and powerful to dominate the mountain.

"It really didn't take much effort."

Most of the depression in Helang's heart dissipated, and a smile appeared on his face, but Jiang Hanzheng was obviously still in a bad mood. He was staring at this bodhi seed, wondering what he was thinking, and continued to smear a lot of ink on his master in a muffled voice. There is no wound medicine, I hope it can have some curative effect.

Although Helang has healed the flesh wounds with spiritual power, the internal organs cannot be recuperated in a short time. Jiang Han is staring at himself closely, and his brows have not been loosened for a moment. He looks very worried. Helang looks at his whole body. Everyone became serious, fearing that he would be too worried, so he endured the pain in his internal organs for a moment, swallowed the blood in his throat, and smiled, "Don't worry, I'm fine as a teacher."

Jiang Hanzheng gritted his teeth, obviously didn't believe his words, and was even slightly annoyed at him for forcing himself so much, "Master, it's better to take more medicine, or take this bodhi seed, maybe it can heal immediately."

Of course, it is impossible for Helang to use the bodhi seed for his own use. With a slightly stern face, he looked serious, "Are you questioning the teacher? A teacher can heal wounds without the bodhi seed, but you, hurry up and use it .”

The Bodhisattva was light brown in Helang's palm, but it was wrapped in a faint light. When you look closely, it is radiant, and you can tell it is extraordinary at a glance. It is obvious that it is very tempting to every monk.

Such a treasure, the master didn't even think about it, and directly handed it over to him, how could he stand up to the master's kindness? Jiang Hanzheng knew that he deserved it.

Helang knew what he was thinking, so he just continued to coax: "Hey, eat quickly."

Master's whispers seem to be casted by immortals. Jiang Hanzheng will always listen to him unconsciously, but as long as he thinks that this thing was obtained in exchange for Master's injury, he feels full of respect for this bodhi child and himself. Disgusted, always harboring a grudge, unacceptable.

No matter how softly the master coaxed him, he never let go, bit his lips tightly, clenched his fists, stiffened his body and refused to move, and insisted on his attitude, "The bodhisattva is too precious, the disciple is low My body couldn't bear it, so I asked Master to use it."

As he spoke, he was about to bend down, if it wasn't for Helang who supported him, he might have knelt down.

Helang rubbed his forehead, feeling a little headache, it turns out that being too obedient is not a good thing.

As soon as he changed his expression, he pinched Jiang Hanzheng's shoulders, raised the round and shiny bodhi seed, and changed another way, and said slowly: "If you use it as a teacher, you will immediately practice in seclusion for hundreds of years, and then Ascension to heaven, how about leaving you alone in the world? Is it okay?"

Jiang Hanzheng's eyelashes fluttered a few times, and he blinked hard.

It is a good thing for Master to be able to ascend, but for him, how can he live in a world without Master? He was very entangled, even though he already knew his reluctance in his heart, he didn't dare to say such treasonous words that he didn't want his master to ascend.

"This, Master... You, you want to keep me in the world?" Jiang Hanzheng's lips lost all blood in an instant, and his eyes stared at Helang without blinking for a moment. His eyes moved slightly, dry and red.

Helang was stared at by the young disciple with red eyes, his scalp was numb, and he waved his hands repeatedly, "It's just a joke."

But obviously his method is very effective, Jiang Hanzheng did not refuse any more, and took the bodhi seed and swallowed it as if he had figured out something.

It's just that after he took the bodhi seeds, he changed his normal state, stopped talking, and told him in a low voice that he wanted to cultivate in this precious place.

Qingqu Mountain is indeed a good place, and after the disappearance of the alien beast, it is much safer. He Lang felt relieved, and the master and apprentice went back to the sect, Jiang Hanzheng packed up the simple baggage and went to Qingqu Mountain to practice alone For a period of time, let Master not worry about it.

Knowing that this is an important process in the growth of a teenager, even though Helang is concerned about it, he let him go to practice on his own.

On the first day the little apprentice left, Helang did miss him a lot, but his life did not become idle because of it.

For some reason, as if he knew that his apprentice had left his side, Immortal Wuding came to the door on time the next day to find Helang, and invited him to visit his house.

Helang's kindness is hard to get rid of, and he can spend a day at his house happily.

The next day, Wuding invited him to enjoy the scenery on the highest watchtower in Tianshan Mountain, or asked him to change his face to paint in the art gallery in the village at the foot of the mountain.

Helang was a little puzzled, always felt that he seemed to be trying to please him, but Wuding's temperament was so unbearable to be lonely, so he didn't think about it, but whenever he refused the invitation, Wuding would still insist on visiting.

On this day, Wuding prepared a table of food and wine in Najie. When he came to Helang's mansion, he set it up and asked him to drink with him. Feeling ashamed for being so presumptuous as a practitioner, seeing Wuding again is like forgetting that practitioners do not eat grains, eating happily, changing wine cups, and could not bear to persuade: "Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, junior brother, don't be greedy. "

"We are practitioners, not monks! Besides, for the sake of cultivation, I haven't tasted food for many years. Isn't it enough to satisfy my cravings?"

In the face of the rascal's snarky, righteous tone, He Lang couldn't argue with him, so he planned to chase the guest away.

"Are you free, Junior Brother? You come to my house to bother me every day, and you don't have an apprentice to teach you?"

Wuding blinked his eyes, and drank another glass of wine, "Isn't it because I'm afraid that my senior brother will be left alone and I will be lonely and desolate in the cave."

"You have something to hide." Helang looked him in the eyes and said affirmatively.

Immortal Wuding paused with the wine glass in his hand, hesitated for a while, and finally confessed, "It's not a secret...but I have been disturbing you these days, oh no, it's to take care of you, your little apprentice entrusted me of."

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