"My disciple has never won. He died forty-three times in total."
The four people who faced him were all skilled in acuity training and also had ear acuity.
By this time, he finally understood that this was the Golden Bell of oral transmission.
Wuhuai stripped off his magical power and imprinted it on this golden bell.
Every time he kills those four people, the four magical powers such as the Lion Step will increase his energy by one point.
This method was tantamount to destroying martial arts. He had only been worshiping at Fengshan for a few days, and Wu Huai's behavior really shocked him.
"If these four magical powers are not thrown into the golden bell, but are directly initiated into you, like the lion's steps, you will achieve great success or perfection in an instant."
Wu Huai slowly shook his head:
"But in the long run, that won't be of any benefit to your practice. In this fight, have you understood your shortcomings?"
"I understand." Bai Shu nodded: "It's the soul."
The rest is easy to say, after all, they both have ears and acupoints cultivation, and they only have one magical power.
When Atractylodes fights, there are winners and losers, and there are even more winners.
But when faced with the incarnation of the magical power of the Gandharva Glazed Mantra, both qi, blood and true energy are as weak as a baby in front of it.
No matter how fast the seven steps are to create a lotus, it cannot be faster than a thought.
When it hits itself, it's like an adult hitting a child. Atractylodes has no power to fight back.
Although this is due to the fact that he has never practiced Shenhun martial arts, his heart is like a paper window, which can be broken with a light poke.
But this lesson really taught Baizhu a lesson.
In martial arts practice, there really cannot be any shortcomings.
If you want to avoid falling into such a bleak situation, you must start learning the "Gandharva Glass Mantra" and "Visualization Sutra of Lord Asura King" as soon as possible.
"Just understand."
Wuhuai waved his hand towards the outside of the palace.
The orally transmitted golden bell outside the hall followed his movements and turned into a stream of light, burning into Bai Shu's arm.
At the same time, a mysterious formula suddenly appeared.
Bai Shu raised his arm, and a small golden bell, the size of a knuckle, was tattooed on his left arm.
He tried to activate the mantra, and his mind moved slightly, ready to drift into the bell body at any moment.
"Your boxing skills are quite good, you are obviously talented."
Wuhuai asked again:
"What was the result of this Big Peacock Fist?"
"You can get started in two days at most."
There is a foundation of previous martial arts experience, coupled with Wu Huai's deliberate efforts to achieve perfection.
It is not difficult to get started with Peacock Fist and Lion Step.
Although the true form of Dragon Master Mingwang is a little difficult, it is not out of reach.
Only the Gandharva Glazed Mantra...
"teacher."
Bai Shu suddenly leaned over and bowed:
"Teacher strips away magical powers and uses them to perfect his disciples." His voice paused: "Teacher, isn't he worried about the damage to his Taoism?"
"No problem."
Wu Huai smiled and signaled Bai Shu to leave on his own, but when Bai Shu took a few steps, Wu Huai suddenly called him back.
"I almost forgot about your living corpse."
Wu Huai said:
"In the name of the Vajra Temple, not only Zhongli, I also helped you get some more from various states and counties. In a few days, there should be news."
He was silent for a while. The sunlight at this time was the most prosperous time of the day.
A young monk wearing a brocade cassock stood respectfully not far away, with his hands lowered. He is his youngest disciple. He is only fourteen this year, right?
Wu Huai thought of what he was like when he was fourteen years old. After more than two hundred years, even his memory was a little blurry, like it was covered with a dense layer of coarse sand.
Fourteen years old is such a long time ago...
At that time, I was just a little monk. I couldn't get up from morning classes every day. I wanted to eat meat, and I was so greedy that I almost went crazy.
He has liked a woman, and this is the only time in his life that he has felt the body temperature of a woman.
The little girl's eyes twinkled, making her heart melt.
He opened his arms, and there was no longer nothingness. The wind was constantly flowing, and the warm fragrance spread from his chest to his limbs.
But now, the master has died of old age, and most of his friends in the world and old acquaintances have also died of old age.
woman……
Wuhuai still remembered her eyes. The woman cried and told herself that she was getting married.
What should I do? What can I do?
After that, Wu Huai never saw the woman's face again until he came to Fengshan and heard the news about the woman dying of old age.
Now, it's finally my turn...
"When the living corpse arrives, start practicing the Po Chi Meditation Sutra as soon as possible. By then, you won't be in such a mess."
He smiled slowly, as if he had suddenly aged several years.
"Go and practice well!"
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After Bai Shu left, Xu Yan stayed with him for a long time, but was driven away by Wu Huai.
The red-faced monk squatted alone on the steps. From the sun in the middle of the sky to the night as cold as water, in the small farmhouse outside Fengshan, after a few faint lights suddenly dimmed, he finally got up.
And beside him, at some point, an old monk with dark golden skin appeared.
"Abbott."
Wu Huai was not surprised, he bowed calmly.
"Are you going to the South China Sea?"
"yes."
"There's going to be chaos in Landa Temple again, and given the current situation, I'm afraid the temple won't be able to send many people to help you."
"Disciple understands."
Wu Huai was silent for a moment and said in a deep voice: "From Fengshan Temple..."
"We are both in the Three Hundred Zen Temple, so the temple will take care of it." The old monk did not even raise his eyes, but still slowly turned his wrist to pray.
"Then I'll feel relieved."
Wuhuai exhaled from his chest and said with a bitter smile:
"It's a pity that I can't help Xu Ming and Wu Xian entrusted him to me. It's ridiculous that I can't see him becoming a man.
If I die, I will trouble the abbot to find another Master for him, so as not to delay this child's practice."
At this point, Yao Shiwu Huai couldn't help but feel a sense of absurdity in his heart.
Wu Xian entrusted Baizhu to him, obviously he was sure that he could break through the realm of life, but he never thought that he and them were two different types of people.
"Junior Brother Wuxian, it's really..."
Wuhuai sighed and couldn't say any more.
"Wuhuai." The old monk at the side suddenly said: "Do you think you will die?"
"About 70%." Wu Huai shook his head: "That is a relic from the upper realm. After all, Mao Xingzi is only in the fifth realm, so it is difficult to protect me."
"You can't die."
The old monk spoke slowly: "With the presence of God's feet, it will be difficult for you to die even if you want to."
"God...Uncle Master Shenzu?!"
Wu Huai, who was originally depressed, suddenly raised his head, his heart was in a state of confusion, and he almost lost his composure.
"Uncle Shenzu, do you want to help me?"
"yes."
"But, I, I..."
In the ecstasy, Wu Huai even had some tongue-tied words: "Temple, temple?"
"How can you call on the divine foot at will in the temple? Even his master can't do it, let alone you."
