Chapter 005: Devouring Everything Gluttony Kung Fu
Fang Ling didn't sleep all night because his master, Zhao Manzi, also yelled all night.
"Don't be afraid, little Fang Ling, your Master Manzi is suffering from an illness and will return to normal in a while."
The old monk stayed by his side all night, giving Fang Ling a sense of security.
"Master, Master Manzi, why are you doing this?" Fang Ling asked.
The old monk pondered for a moment, turned to look at the place where Zhao Manzi was suppressed, and said: "When your Master Manzi recovers, ask him personally!"
"The reason why your master doesn't know is very clear. I've just heard about it."
"Yeah!" Fang Ling nodded, recalling these masters' evaluations of each other in his mind.
He always felt that they were lying to him before, but now...
"Master, they all say that you kill the most people and are the worst. Is that true?" He asked again.
The old monk stroked his white eyebrows and said with a smile: "That's right!"
"Master has taken detours before and indeed killed too many innocent people."
"At that time, the great master was possessed by a demon. Anyone who did not convert to me would be slapped to death by me!"
"Convert? What does that mean?" Fang Ling asked.
"This is a Buddhist term, which means to believe wholeheartedly in a certain faith or a certain Buddha." The old monk explained.
"My great master used to want to become a Buddha, so he asked others to take refuge in me."
"Anyone who doesn't convert to me is a heretic in my eyes, and the fate of heretics is destruction!"
"So Grand Master killed all those who did not take refuge in me."
"If it were me, I would be willing to take refuge in Master. Master, you are so good!" Fang Ling said with a smile.
In his opinion, the great master is the kindest person in the world.
Of course, there are only five people besides him in his current world.
When the old monk heard this, he smiled slightly and patted Fang Ling's little head dotingly.
Around noon, Zhao Manzi, who had been noisy for a long time, finally calmed down.
Sword Demon and others also came out of his meditation room one after another. They looked very tired.
They had to suffer a lot if they wanted to calm the crazy Zhao Manzi without harming him.
"Xiao Fang Ling, your Master Manzi has asked you to come over."
The big fat man walked over with his body covered with fat, looked at Fang Ling and said.
"Got it!" Fang Ling was not afraid and immediately stood up and walked towards Zhao Manzi's meditation room.
Entering the Zen room, he looked at Master Zhao Manzi who was leaning against the wall and returning to normal.
He became what Fang Ling saw on weekdays, honest and honest, and you felt very stable when you were around him.
"Master Manzi." He stepped forward and grabbed the corner of Zhao Manzi's clothes.
Zhao Manzi forced out a smile and asked: "Little Fang Ling, were you scared by Master last night?"
Fang Ling nodded: "It's a bit... the first time I saw a different Master Manzi."
"This is Master's old problem. He often gets sick easily." Zhao Manzi said, with a hint of exhaustion in his eyes.
"When I grow up, I will definitely find a good doctor to come over and help Master Manzi cure this disease." Fang Ling said.
Zhao Manzi smiled and shook his head: "My disease cannot be cured by ordinary people, but master is still very happy to hear what you said."
"Master has practiced an extremely evil technique called the Taotie Divine Technique."
"It is through eating people to make one's body stronger."
"But in the later stages of practice, the drawbacks of this magical skill will become apparent."
"Those who were eaten alive by Master are full of resentment."
"These resentments have persisted for a long time, gradually gathering together and invading my soul."
"When Master was sick, it was these resentful spirits that were roaring and roaring, making Master go crazy."
"So that's it." Fang Ling probably understood.
"But the Blood Sword Divine Art passed down to me by the sword master also requires constant killing in order to become stronger."
"Will I one day become like Master Manzi, haunted by resentful spirits?"
Zhao Manzi shook his head: "No, the sword is made with blood, and the target is your natal blood sword."
"The blood sword has an unparalleled edge and is full of murderous intent. The souls of those who die under the sword will be completely strangled, and they are not qualified to become resentful souls."
"But although you won't get sick like Master, the Blood Sword will gradually affect your character."
"It can easily make you violent and impulsive."
"Don't look at your sword master looking so gentle and aloof from the world now."
"He used to be an out-and-out lunatic."
"Master Manzi, please teach me the Taotie magic skill!" Fang Ling blinked and said again.
Zhao Manzi's face darkened and he murmured: "Why do you want to learn it? Didn't Master tell you that there are huge disadvantages in practicing this magical skill in the later stages?"
"If it weren't for your master, I would have stopped practicing and stopped eating people a long time ago, otherwise I would have become an unconscious cannibal monster by now."
"Master has passed down the Xinghe Boundless Fist to you. You have accepted my mantle and don't have to practice this evil technique anymore."
Fang Ling muttered: "Master said I can learn it."
"Master said his golden soul spell can stop the invasion of resentful souls."
"If we had prevented the invasion of resentful souls from the beginning, we wouldn't have..."
In fact, he had discussed this matter with the old monk Baimei before, and the conclusion he came to was exactly what Fang Ling said.
But this cannibalism technique is ultimately heretical, too evil, and despised...
"This little guy is our disciple, do you still want him to take the right path?"
"There are no resources in this ruined temple. He will have to come down sooner or later."
"And we old guys don't have thousands or tens of thousands of years, so don't even think about leaving. He is alone out there without any background and no one to help him."
"So now I have to teach him even if he is sneaky."
At this time, Zhao Manzi heard the voice from the flower thief through the air.
After thinking for a moment, he raised his hand, pointed at Fang Ling, and passed on the Taotie Magic to him.
"The first step in the Taotie Divine Skill is to cultivate inner skills."
"Because everyone's physique is different, Master cannot help you how to cultivate your inner strength."
"You have to explore carefully and become truly familiar with your own body before you can succeed." Zhao Manzi said.
"I know, my disciple must have mastered it earlier!" Fang Ling said with a smile.
The reason why he wanted to practice was because he thought that after practicing, he might be able to find a way to cure Master Manzi's illness in the future.
"There's one more thing you need to remember." Zhao Manzi said again.
"After you come down from the mountain in the future, don't let others know that you know this magical skill, otherwise you will be hunted down by people all over the world."
"If you want to practice cannibalism, you must do it when no one is around."
"If someone accidentally sees you, eat the person you saw accidentally too. In short, you can't let anyone know."