After a period of teaching, Qianyu was surprised to find that Mengmeng was simply a genius in the spiritual world!
After just being taught some breathing techniques, Mengmeng was able to master them and develop a new breathing method on her own, which was several times more efficient than the breathing methods taught by Qianyu.
In just seven days, she had reached the third level of Juyuan Realm. Such a monster-like speed of cultivation was something Qianyu had never achieved even when she was at her peak.
"What a monster..." Qianyu could only give this evaluation in his heart, "Even Duan Yuming can't reach Mengmeng's cultivation speed..."
In addition to practicing every day, Mengmeng also goes to the Necromantic Abyss to drink animal blood. After practicing, the amount of blood that Mengmeng drinks has increased significantly, and her face has also become a little pale. This paleness is not due to weakness, but because of
Because she drank blood for a long time, her blood is Yin, which caused her complexion to become a little gloomy.
However, her character has not changed. She will still pester Qianyu to tell her stories. Sometimes she will stay by Shaqiang's bed and repeat the stories Qianyu told her to Shaqiang, even though Shaqiang is in a coma.
status, there will be no response.
Time passed day by day, Shaqiang's complexion gradually improved, Mengmeng's cultivation level increased at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Qianyu finally waited for an opportunity to be promoted from the ninth level of the Juyuan Realm to the Solid Yuan Realm!
The energy group in the Dantian condenses into the core of the entity, which is called the Yuan Nucleus. The Yuan Nucleus can store a large amount of Yuan Qi and is a symbol of those who practice the Solid Yuan Realm.
"It's time to practice Wind and Thunder Finger!"
Qianyu had already longed for the Wind and Thunder Finger. He had not been able to practice it before because of his limited cultivation. Now that he was qualified, he immediately took out the map and saw the formula and moves of the Wind and Thunder Finger recorded on the back.
They found a deserted area in the town where few people visited and started practicing.
According to the instructions on the scroll, if you want to practice the Wind and Thunder Finger, you must first practice the fingering technique. Only when you can break gold and stone with your fingers and become invincible can you take the first step.
So, Qianyu found a stone that was as tall as two people. He stood in front of the stone and stretched out the index and middle fingers of his right hand. The silver energy condensed on the fingertips. He took a step forward, carrying rapid energy between his two fingers.
Poke the hard rock.
"clang!"
Qianyu's two fingers bloomed with silver light, like a sharp dagger, hitting the hard stone, making a sound of gold and iron. The hard stone was very hard and motionless, and was intact under Qianyu's attack.
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This was only the first attack. It was not surprising that he did not break the stubborn stone. Qianyu continued to condense his energy and began to practice over and over again. He practiced from morning to dusk. His fingering power did not improve much. However, after repeated
With practice, his proficiency in fingering has increased a lot.
Qianyu discovered that the Wind and Thunder Finger is much more difficult to practice than the Thunder Fist, and its attack power is stronger than the Thunder Fist. As long as it is practiced well, it will be more effective than the Thunder Fist.
When Qianyu was sweating profusely and planning to go back to the inn, he met a middle-aged monk on the street corner of the town. The monk was wearing a patchwork robe with kind eyes and a sad face. He was kneeling by the street, while
Reciting Buddhist scriptures and lowering your head seems to be doing something wrong.
At this time, there were only a few people on the street, and the monk looked very lonely.
Qianyu was a little curious, but he only took a few more glances. Just as he was about to pass by the monk, the monk suddenly hugged his thigh and begged: "Donor, please be merciful and do me a favor."
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Qianyu was stunned for a moment, and quickly agreed to the monk, saying: "If you have anything to do, master, just tell me, as long as I can help, I will not refuse."
"Please give me a slap in the face!"
"What?" Qianyu had never heard of such a bizarre request.
"I beg the donor to give me ten big mouths, the harder the better!" the monk kowtowed and begged.
"Master, I'm afraid I can't help you with this."
"Donor, I have violated the sexual precept. I am ashamed of the Buddha and deserve death. If the benefactor does not punish me, I will have no choice but to commit suicide." With that said, the monk took out a small knife from his mustard bag and held it in front of thousands of people.
Yu's face was placed on his neck, and with a slight exertion, blood seeped out.
"Master, please stop, I will help you, I will help you..." In desperation, Qianyu could only agree to the monk's request. He could not just watch the monk die.
"Dare I ask the master's name?"
"Lao Na's surname is Bu, his Buddhist name is Honest, and he is known as Honest Monk." Bu Laoshi put away the dagger and clasped his hands together and replied.
"Bu Laoshi?" Qianyu found the monk in front of him interesting.
"Yes." Bu answered honestly with a smile, "I am the most honest monk in the world."
"Master Bu, if you realize your mistakes and can correct them, Buddha will forgive your mistakes. Just waive the punishment." Qianyu advised.
"No." Bu Laoshi shook his head resolutely, "I have sinned deeply and must be punished! Please give me a slap in the face from the donor, and don't hold back!"
To show his determination, Bu Laoshi turned his face to Qianyu's men, showing a look of despair, and said: "Donor, let's do it!"
Qianyu hesitated for a while, then stretched out his hand and gave Bu Laoshi a slap in the face. He didn't use much force, just a symbolic slap.
"Help! Someone is bullying the monk!"
When Qianyu finished beating him, Bu Laoshi suddenly covered his face and screamed. He also took out some red fruits and smeared it on his face until it was blood red. Then he held Qianyu's legs with both hands and refused to let Qianyu leave.
Hearing Bu Laoshi's cry, all the neighbors in the town gathered around him. Seeing Bu Laoshi's face and mouth covered with blood, they began to point fingers at Qianyu.
"Young people are too cruel to be so cruel to a monk."
"Alas, the world is so hot and cold, and people's hearts are not as old as they used to be!"
"Master, what are you doing?" Seeing the accusations from the onlookers, Qianyu realized that something was wrong.
"Donor, I just want to ask for alms from you. Even if you don't give, you even punch and kick me. Aren't you afraid of retribution for doing this?" Bu Laoshi's face turned faster than flipping through a book, and he suddenly turned against him.
Already.
"Monk, didn't you ask me to hit you?" Qianyu was a little angry.
"I'm not a fool, how could I let others hit me for no reason? Donor, it's wrong for you to hurt me intentionally, and now you want to make up lies to deceive everyone. Everyone must seek justice for me!" Bu Laoshi kowtowed to everyone pitifully.
, which made everyone feel pity, began to accuse Qianyu, and asked Qianyu to apologize.
"You are spitting blood!" Qianyu suppressed the anger in his heart, and then planned to leave, but found that the monk's hands locked his legs like an iron chain, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not break free.
"This monk is not simple..." With a sudden thought, Qianyu gave up his plan to leave and asked instead: "Monk, tell me, what do you want?"
"As long as the donor can heal my injuries, I can ignore the faults of others." Bu Laoshi did not embarrass Qianyu.
"Okay!" Qianyu agreed simply, thinking that this monk is not a good person, so it is not too late to lead him to a deserted place and try his skills first before making any plans.
"Come with me, I will take you to heal your wounds." (To be continued)