Changliu Mountain.

A bright moon hangs high in the night sky, with occasional jagged gray clouds passing by. Sometimes the full moon is obscured by idle clouds, and sometimes it is completely exposed. The earth flickers between light and dark, and there are heavy cloud shadows, like frost and snow.

Under the towering giant pine trees, bamboos are planted in the courtyard, and silver light pours out.

A little bonfire, a few people sitting around.

"A few days ago, I asked Wu Zong to travel around the world to visit friends and bring you some things."

As soon as Ming Yufang opened her mouth, Gou Mang's eyes were full of resentment.

There is no need to "take credit" for me!

Ju Mang looked at the two young men in front of him who expressed gratitude to him. While secretly preparing the photo mirror, he looked at the tall figure nearby.

But I saw that he was tall and strong, with broad sleeves and robes, a high nose, deep eyes, cheeks, and a face full of wrinkles, and he had a compassionate look.

His eyes flashed slightly, and he explained softly to Xiao Haotian and Qinghuang: "You don't have to thank me. In fact, most of the animal milk was brought by fellow Taoist Bodhidharma."

"Teacher Bodhidharma?"

The two bright eyes made Bodhidharma's majestic figure like a mountain freeze for a moment.

Bodhidharma is the "newly promoted" martial arts master of the human race, and has become one of the great powers of heaven and earth.

Shortly after Amitabha left, Bodhidharma, who was traveling all over the world, "happily" arrived at Changliu Mountain and expressed his willingness to preach in Youqing.

The Youqiong tribe members did not believe this unknown martial arts master at first, but then Bodhidharma "convinced" all the Youqiong warriors with a great mercy palm.

As a result, Bodhidharma officially took office and became the martial arts instructor of the limited tribes.

Damo's result was not what he expected. On the first night he came to Changliu Mountain, he was put in a "black pot".

Before he could argue, Bodhidharma felt his sleeves sink.

His deep eyes looked deeply at the black-clad Jumang, and his left hand instantly pulled out a round and clear glass orb.

Then, Bodhidharma looked at Xiao Haotian with a compassionate face and said with a smile: "It's true. Although I travel around the world, I don't have anything special. Some unknown friends always 'send' these things to me."

In the last half of the sentence, Bodhidharma's words were particularly heavy.

Gou Mang's eyes were calm, and he looked at Mingyu. The two of them lowered their heads and drank tea, but smiled and said nothing.

Qinghuang looked at Bodhidharma with a pair of spiritual eyes, with a hint of curiosity in his childish tone: "Did Mr. Bodhidharma like to drink animal milk when he was traveling around the world?"

Phew~

Jumang, who casually dug a hole for Bodhidharma, almost spit out the martial arts tea that had entered his throat.

Mingyu was also stunned for a moment, and then secretly laughed, this little junior sister is really a magic touch!

The two of them used photo mirrors to capture the fragments of time and space.

Bodhidharma was obviously stabbed in the heart by Qinghuang's divine last-ditch attack.

His face was slightly twitching, and he even crushed the glass orb that he had just prepared to take a photo with.

He quietly changed one with no expression on his face, and then said in a natural tone: "I am not interested in this thing, but I collected it in advance at the request of your husband. Now I am going to Changliu Mountain to teach martial arts."

, and secondly, it’s just to give you a ‘treasure’!”

Bodhidharma was afraid that the two children might say something irritating to his nerves, so he shook his large sleeves and an altar with jars of animal milk suddenly appeared in the courtyard.

Little Haotian smelled the sweet fragrance of the animal milk, looked hesitant, and swallowed hard.

He looked at Mingyu and asked softly: "Sir, is drinking animal milk really useful?"

Hearing these words, the corners of Mingyu, Goumang and Bodhidharma's mouths curled up at the same time.

They looked at Haotian solemnly and said in unison: "Of course it works!"

"this……"

As a gifted child who could crawl after birth, speak human language in three days, walk in ten days, and read in one month, little Haotian always felt a little shy, as he seemed to be past the age of drinking milk.

Ju Mang said with a smile: "You are only four years old. A four-year-old child is growing up. Isn't it normal to drink milk?"

Bodhidharma clasped his hands together, and solemnly chanted the Buddha's name: "Unlike the immortals who refine their qi at the table, we warriors pay the most attention to qi and blood. This milk of a hundred beasts contains the energy and spirit of the ancient beasts in nurturing their offspring. For warriors

It is beneficial to cleanse the menstruation and cut the marrow, and exercise the talent of Qi and blood!

Based on my experience of traveling for countless years in the wilderness, I have witnessed one case after another in which mortals were nurtured by divine beasts and were born with supernatural powers and excellent martial arts talents. There are also many juniors around me who use animal milk to cleanse their Qi and blood, so you can rest assured and be bold.

Drink."

Bodhidharma's compassionate expression and weathered face were so convincing that Haotian was stunned for a moment.

The little guy looked at Bodhidharma with envy and sighed: "No wonder Teacher Bodhidharma carries so much animal milk with him. It turns out he has already tasted the benefits of animal milk!"

Bodhidharma crushed another orb with a snap.

Are the brain circuits of today’s children so strange?

Is there something wrong with this ability to understand?

I told you that juniors often drink, not me!

Looking at Xiao Haotian's expression of "You don't need to explain, I understand!", Bodhidharma expressionlessly dug into his sleeves and took out eighteen glazed orbs in one breath.

With just a few fingers, he hides in the void and aims at Haotian from all directions without any blind spots!

At this time, Mingyu smiled and picked up a bowl of milky white animal milk with silvery moonlight and handed it over.

"Here, this is Wangyuehou's breast milk, authentic and tonic!"

Upon seeing this, Ju Mang picked up a can of animal milk and placed it in front of Haotian: "This is the top-quality animal milk brought by Taoist fellow Bodhidharma from the White Tiger clan. Little Haotian, do you want to try it?"

Bodhidharma glared at Gou Mang, and immediately picked up a jar of animal milk mixed with various dragons, and said: "Eight Heavenly Dragon Milk! If you can drink eighteen jars, the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms I will teach you will definitely be able to kill children."

become!"

Hearing this, Xiao Haotian held the milk jar with both hands, his eyes shining: "Really?"

Bodhidharma patted his chest and promised: "I, Bodhidharma, will never lie in my words throughout my life!"

As he spoke, he picked up the pot of enlightenment tea in front of Mingyu, then transformed it into a jar shape, opened his clothes, and touched one with Xiao Haotian very boldly.

Bodhidharma said with a kind face: "Drinking animal milk is a beautiful thing."

Tons tons tons~

He raised his head and drank the enlightenment tea, which could make immortals realize their enlightenment and make them drink it as water.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Da Mo tea, which is comparable to Bodhi leaves, is swallowed by Bodhidharma like a cow chewing peonies.

Seeing this, Xiao Haotian became more convinced that Bodhidharma had definitely drank animal milk.

"Done!"

Bodhidharma filled a jar with tea and turned the jar upside down without changing his expression, indicating that it was time for Xiao Haotian.

When Haotian saw that he had finished drinking, he was too embarrassed not to drink. He gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, then took the animal milk and put it in his mouth.

Mingyu and Jumang smiled knowingly, and the photo mirror hidden in the dark shone brightly.

This is the life-saving artifact used by the Haotian Sword in the future, commonly known as the black history nuclear weapon.

"Tons, tons, tons...uh..." Haotian burped, licked his lips, and commented with some nostalgia: "It's a bit sweet, it tastes like osmanthus."

"Hmm, it smells like osmanthus."

Jumang seemed to be a professional milk condenser. He actually took out a jade slip to record the taste on the spot.

Then he handed over the animal milk produced by the Immortal Volcano: "This is hard to come by. Try it."

“So hot!”

Little Haotian looked at the animal milk that was as red as lava, hesitated for a moment, and took a sip.

His eyes suddenly lit up and he said in surprise: "It tastes good and has a long aftertaste!"

Bodhidharma next to him chuckled and handed over the animal milk from the West Pole White Tiger Clan: "Where's this?"

Little Haotian tasted it briefly and said, "It's so scary! It's like a knife is cutting the flesh."

He felt the true intention of killing, his heart palpitated, and his body trembled unconsciously.

"So it's exciting?" Ju Mang nodded slightly and wrote it down on the jade slip.

After Haotian had digested it for a while, he took up the white tiger milk and tasted it again. This time he gave a favorable review: "The wind blows like clouds, and it speaks straight from the heart!"

Jumang kept writing down notes while handing over another can of milk: "Try this, a specialty of the Nine-Colored Deer Clan."

"Wow, there are nine flavors!"

"This is from the Yeyang clan. They are half of the Qilin bloodline, so they should be okay."

"Well, it's soft and delicious!"

"And this, this, this... try them all."

Jumang's conscientious look stunned both Mingyu and Bodhidharma.

Are you really planning to change careers?
To be continued...