"I have never met Chen Lao Mo, and there is no intersection between the two sides. I have been leaving the Kui Mo Sect for more than ten years. Why did he force me out for?"
"He's old."
Shi Bodhi sighed a little, both talking about Chen Tiansheng and himself.
Life is rare in seventy years old. People who are nearly two hundred years old, watch ordinary people reproduce for dozens of generations, birth, old age, sickness, death, rise, decline, honor and disgrace, and their body and mind have long been filled with wind and frost and vicissitudes.
The powerful martial arts move against the will of heaven, constantly creating miracles, and fighting against the power of time, but people will eventually be able to do their best.
These old monks try not to do anything, and work hard to cultivate themselves and regulate their body and mind, but aging is irreversible.
The body, mind and physical strength are declining year by year, just like the sunset of rivers, and a trace of decay has appeared on the body.
This is not a metaphor, but when a person grows old, a special old-fashioned look will really appear on his body.
Fortunately, Zhang Wu sent him two top health skills in time, which could help him break through the 200-year limit and go further on the road to death with the sky.
With the cultivation of the supreme master, it is not too difficult to practice two magical skills.
After thinking about it, the old monk said:
"Then Chen Tiansheng is now 260 years old, he is about to die, and he is so old that even if he absorbs more flesh and blood, he cannot stop his decaying qi and blood. If he doesn't want to die, he needs to find a young man who is evil enough to try it.
Try the technique of rebirth of the shell."
"Senior brother, you really are a monk who doesn't go out and knows everything in the world."
Zhang Wu glanced at the old monk meaningfully and asked:
"Now Old Demon Chen wants to touch your junior brother, what do you think you should do?"
Explain Bodhi without any hesitation:
"He wants to move you, just let him move so as not to harm others."
“…”
I'll greet your grandma's family.
You are such a fucking friend, a senior brother who is a wine and meat.
Zhang Wu said with a dark face and hatred:
"Senior brother, you are not righteous, I will give you two magical skills for prolonging your life for nothing."
"I won't give it away for free. Junior brother, you have been in my Shaolin Sutra Library for many days. The thousand-year-old heritage is mastered by you. From now on, there will be no secrets in Shaolin."
The old monk did not feel guilty at all, and analyzed:
"Then Chen Tiansheng did not come to Daqian, nor did he catch the people you are close to threaten you, just because he had already investigated you and knew your character well."
"Junior brother, you have always been cautious and steady in your work. If you like to follow your heart, you will threaten you. If you catch Chenggou and threaten you, you will probably not show up, but will endure it. If you take revenge afterwards, it is far better to let out the wind and attack Daqian, with human pressure, homeland feelings, the world
The survival of the people will force you out.”
Explain the solemn nature of Bodhi Treasure:
"Since he wants you to come out, then you will show off your head and run around the ground with the old demon Chen. He will spend ten or eight years and his life will naturally end."
"Those who know me are my senior brother."
Zhang Wu exclaimed, and suddenly looked up:
"But although Old Demon Chen is old, he is not a realm of a land god. His strength is higher than me. He has played most of the methods I have played with. I don't think I will be much smarter than him.
Let me face this old monster alone, aren’t you worried that something happened to me?”
“Don’t worry.”
The old monk said for granted:
"Your breath-catching technique is unparalleled in the world. It should be to integrate my Shaolin supreme meditation mantra, the Xiao family ancestor's breath-catching technique, and some top-level methods that I don't know about to form a new supreme magical skill.
Even the land gods cannot sense your existence, so it is difficult for Old Demon Chen to chase you."
"How do you know that I have merged the supreme meditation mantra?"
Zhang Wu asked with a strange expression:
"Is it possible that when you taught me this skill, you left a secret door? Others cannot sense my existence, but you can sense my physical condition through the meditation mantra?"
"Amitabha."
Shi Bodhi sang, and Bai Mei raised her eyebrows and said:
"The old monk has always treated you sincerely, and there is no secret door to meditate on meditation."
"You fart."
Zhang Wu swears and said bluntly:
"If my cultivation level was not deepening, my mind and spirit reached the point where I was like a ghost and god, my five colors were not confused, and my magical movements were round, I could already be comparable to your ancestor who created the supreme meditation mantra of Shaolin, and I really wouldn't have discovered that there was a secret door for this skill.
”
"Your junior brother, you're thinking too much."
Shi Bodhi's face did not change, his eyebrows were lowered and his eyes were full of kindness.
Zhang Wu said angrily:
"Once this meditation mantra is activated and chanting scriptures in your heart can block the spiritual sense of others, but this 'other' does not include you. The more violent the meditation mantra is, it will send you a signal and affect you in the dark.
Your spirit makes you sense me.”
"The faster I chant the mantra, the more force I chant with others, and the stronger the other party. If I don't chant the mantra, it means that I am in a good situation and have no worries about my life."
Zhang Wu snorted coldly:
"It can be said that for so many years, you know all the best of your knowledge where I went and even what I did."
"Junior brother, this is not called a secret door. It's just that you believe in the Buddha and have good intentions towards the Buddha. My Buddha thinks you are pious and pays attention to you secretly."
The old monk clasped his hands together and explained, congratulations:
"It is an infinite merit to let my Buddha witness your growth in Junior Brother. Now that you have merged the meditation mantra with other methods, you have already cut off the Buddha's connection. No matter how hard it is to sense you, Junior Brother, you can let go of the grudges in your heart."
"I can't let it go."
Zhang Wu said without giving face:
"There are not only Chen Tiansheng, but also his nephew Chen Hongyue, who is not a simple person. Li Fengyuan and Tang Shoucai, who have been promoted to elders, are even more ambitious."
"Old Demon Chen has really touched me. These people are his pawns. I am weak. Once I show up, no matter how capable I am, I will never escape the plot of so many people."
Zhang Wu knew very well that personal power was difficult to compete with major forces. Da Kun’s overall strength back then was not high, and most of the people he faced were ordinary people, and he could still be at ease.
Now we are all facing old monsters with high IQ and deep calculating.
You have a head exposed, and a bunch of people are trying to imply you.
Those who want to take your outfit, those who want to hit you, those who want to use your hand to kill others, those who want to achieve certain goals through you, and all kinds of conspiracies and tricks are thrown on you.
The world is so cruel, there is no benevolence, righteousness and morality, and it is always criticized by old men in private.
People who engage in benevolence and righteousness do not live long, and people who engage in morality are only suitable for teaching, and they are acceding to natural choices and survive. They can rise from millions of people, climb to a high position, and fight for their blood. They are destined to have their minds and means not bad.
.
And you belong to the wood that is so beautiful that the wind will destroy it.
The great master in his twenties and the supreme master under fifty years old are as fierce as Chen Tiansheng back then.
The best goal of rebirth by backdoor, the best candidate for subordinates, and the best blood food.
Who do you do if others don’t mess with you?
Facing these people, don’t take the old monk as a helper, and help you with your support in front of you...