He never expected that the old witch did not take a fancy to Chu Feng's handsome face. Instead, she wanted to destroy this heroic face in a rage.
Sure enough, the most poisonous thing is a woman's heart.
"Hmph...the more you act like it's none of your business, the more I suspect that if something happened to me this time, it was you who was behind it!"
The little golden Buddha had a dark face and snorted.
"What are you thinking, am I causing trouble? You can still survive? I have been waiting for you to die under the claws of that old witch, and then I went to collect the body."
Bubuka sneered.
"You are really cruel. You really want to destroy me as a solitary eater."
The little golden Buddha's brows twitched coldly, and he looked at Bubuka with a sinister expression, hesitated for a moment, and then said.
"From now on, wherever you go, I will follow you. Don't even think about getting rid of me. If you dare to murder me, I won't let you succeed even if I destroy the golden spoon."
His eyes were cold and threatening.
After all, Bubuka was too powerful, and he was in a high position, with a group of experts behind him at his disposal. If he really wanted to kill himself, it would be too easy.
He can't go out and wander around anymore.
I can only stay close to Bubuka to prevent this guy from causing trouble again.
"Hmph... I think you are suffering from delusional persecution. You and I are one, coming together at the same time, and holding a treasure together. How could I have murderous intentions towards you?"
Bubuka said seriously.
"You have to believe me!"
"We are partners. As you become stronger, I will also become stronger!"
"If you die, I won't be able to walk very far in the future. I'm still waiting for you to become the best in the world and kill Jun Yixiao, Gu Heng, Xian Zhantian and the others!"
When the little golden Buddha heard this, his face There was a look of doubt on his face.
He didn't completely believe Bubuka.
If I really believed it all, I would probably still be helping him count the money after he sold it to me.
However, he did not completely disbelieve it.
After all, although this guy Bubuka has a bad mind, he is still a businessman at heart, thinking about how to maximize profits.
As long as he stayed and could help him maximize his interests, he would not risk killing himself at the risk of destroying the 'Dragon-Seeking Golden Plate'.
"It seems that we must improve our cultivation as soon as possible."
The little golden Buddha felt a sense of urgency in his heart.
How to make yourself more beneficial and valuable, of course, is to show strong strength.
"Hmph... From today on, I will practice by your side."
The little golden Buddha hummed softly, walked over, stood behind Bubuka, and started to run the technique. In the blink of an eye, the spiritual energy roared out.
However, the amount of these spiritual energy that can be absorbed into his body is very small.
His talent is too poor, his meridians are clogged, and his bones are weak, making him unable to swallow too much spiritual energy in a short period of time.
This is the same as water pipe drainage.
For people with strong talents, practicing cultivation is like using a large-capacity water pipe to drain water. The process of filling the pool with water is absorbing spiritual energy and transporting it into the Dantian.
As for people with weak talents, the meridians in their bodies are all narrow, weak, and blocked. During the cultivation process, the spiritual energy absorbed into the body is like draining water with a water pipe the size of a little finger. It is slow and takes a long time, but
The amount transported into the Dantian is very small.
Spend a whole day, maybe, there will be no one
, when a large water pipe drains water, it takes more than the blink of an eye.
It's the same as practicing. A person with weak talent will not absorb as much spiritual energy during a whole day's practice as a person with good talent. In one moment, he will absorb more spiritual energy.
Comparing one person to another makes people angry!
The little golden Buddha felt the weakness coming from his body, and his face became darker and darker.
He wanted to practice hard.
But no matter what, the hardware doesn’t allow it!
This body is really useless.
Apart from a face, the question is, can cultivation rely on face?
I'm not a flower-picking thief. As long as I keep stealing women's Yuan Yin, I can keep making breakthroughs.
As soon as this thought flashed through the mind of the Little Golden Buddha, he suddenly trembled, as if he had thought of something.
"The Flower Picking Thief..."
He muttered, and the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.
"What do you want to do? You are too slow in your cultivation. Do you want to take a shortcut? Do you want to be the flower-picking thief?"
Bubuka was stunned for a moment, and his eyes became extremely cold and stern.
That won't work!
Your father-in-law is still alive and well!
Moreover, I am standing in front of you, but now, you actually tell me that you are going to be a flower picker and sleep with other people’s women!
Where do you want the face of my father-in-law to go?
"Let me tell you, if you dare to go out and cause trouble, if you dare to apologize to my daughter, see if I will cut you into pieces!"
Bubuka looked stern and scolded angrily.
"Old man, what are you thinking about? When I say Flower Picking Thief, it's not that I want to be a Flower Picking Thief, but I discovered that I have a secret skill here, which is somewhat similar to the Flower Picking Thief's technique. Both can improve quickly.
Cultivation."
The little golden Buddha's face darkened, and he glared at Bubuka angrily. What are you thinking about?
He is a majestic Holy Son of the Spiritual Tribe. What kind of woman can he sleep with? Why would he want to go out and become a flower-picking thief?
"Hmph... I think you just have an impure mind. When you were in Wanjie, you ate and chanted Buddha's name all day long. Now that you're here, you want to let yourself go and become a flower-picking thief. You can eat meat all day long, right?"
Bubuka had an expression that said, "I've seen through you."
"You fart, don't accuse me wrongly. Aren't I thinking about how to quickly improve my cultivation?"
The little golden Buddha's eyes widened, like an angry King Kong.
This expression looks quite fierce.
"Then what do you mean, how can we improve our cultivation level quickly?"
Bubuka's expression softened and he asked with interest.
"There are many ways to improve your cultivation. For example, I will practice the 'Happy Heaven Zen Sutra'. As long as a woman can continue to practice both, she can quickly improve her cultivation."
The eyes of the little golden Buddha narrowed slightly, with a look of yearning in them.
"Okay, you obviously want to be a flower-picking thief and steal a woman's Yuan Yin, but you still refuse to admit it!"
Bubuka was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and his eyes were filled with anger.
"Nonsense, how can I seize a woman's Yuanyin? I am a dual cultivator. We have friendly exchanges with each other and improve each other. This is completely different from the flower-picking thief."
The little golden Buddha argued forcefully.
"Okay, then you can tell me how he is different from the Flower Picker Thief. What exactly is the difference?"
With a livid face, Bubuka glanced at the little golden Buddha up and down, thinking in his heart how to teach this turtle grandson a lesson.