Chapter 252 Bloodthirsty Bead: I can’t suppress Puzhi anymore
"Is there actually a way to live forever in this world?"
Stepping on the morning dew, Puzhi, with a scar all over his body, walked on the journey to Wudang Mountain in a daze.
Zhang Xiaofan's words just now had a greater impact on him than Cangsong's Divine Sword and Thunder Control Technique.
Puzhi's cultivation is much deeper than that of Cangsong. In the original work, he was poisoned by the seven-tailed centipede and was severely injured by the poisonous blood corpse king. He was seriously injured and dying. Cangsong, who was still able to fight, dispersed and the black clouds revealed his true body.
In the end, even in this state, Cangsong fought hard with the divine sword to control the thunder, causing Cangsong to be seriously injured and fled. It was this last sword that cut off all the vitality in Puzhi's body, forcing him to take it.
"Three days of death pill".
The tragedies that followed also resulted from this.
But now, since Puzhi did not forcefully use the last move of Divine Sword and Thunder Control, and he himself had wound medicine, he managed to survive with his profound Brahma Prajna cultivation.
Although the blood-thirsty beads had some influence on him, in the original work, in order to fight against Cangsong, Puzhi exploded all the jade beads. Now, there are only eight of the sixteen jade beads left, and he still has no interest in the blood-thirsty beads.
There is some suppression effect.
Half of the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon is not the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon?
That bloodthirsty bead is only at the level of the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon.
"Your name is Yi Mei."
Although Buddhism emphasizes ascetic practice and emphasizes material things, Pu Zhi also deeply felt his poverty at that moment.
"Little Master, Little Master Pu Zhi!"
Lei Zhen is also considered to have a son at an old age, and he is very devoted to his son. But since there is a magic sword and a different magic sword, there is no change in the growth environment, but his nature has changed.
"Hey, hey, little master, please stop kneeling. Your grand master hates people kneeling to me the most. It's nothing important to ask you."
Think about Wudang. In the original work, whether it is Tian Linger, Zeng Shushu or Baguio, the seven famous immortals are almost all in their teens, and our fathers are basically in their 8780s.
The year goes up.
Lei Zhen's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, "Master, I have seen a big girl about ten years old, who looks stupid, her name is Yi Meichen, and she can beat her very badly with her fists and kicks."
But Zhang Bafeng was not impressed by Yi Mei's virtues that led Wudang astray. Before Yi Meichen was born, he personally taught her and shaped her worldview. This made Yi Meichen very satisfied with my father's style.
Lei Zhen turned around with a roar and said, "Let's go, let's take you to see me. If I pass by Caomiao Village, I should have seen Dafan."
Zhou Yixian said: "It seems that he just came from Qingyun Sect. He knows what happened and was injured by Shiqing."
"Hey, Lao Zhang, why are you meddling in your own business?"
Lei Zhen flew slowly and roaring to the guest hall, Wudang followed behind.
Yi Meichen from Caomiao Village is the son of Lei Zhen and Lin Chushuang.
Immortal Yiyi arranged Puzhi in the Guest Hall of Zixiao Palace, took out a bean, and said: "Little Master Puzhi, please take medicine to heal your injuries first, and then you can go and report to the elders."
Lei Zhen, one person and one dragon ball, not only calmed the tsunami, but even suppressed the sea eye.
Did he think you were following the rules? Hey, show him how you deviated from the rules! Taking advantage of the darkness, Shen Jianyu secretly escaped to Zhang Xueshan and found out where he was.
Bloodthirsty Beads: Say it again, you have something to do with him wanting to rob Zhang Xue’s things!
While I was thinking about it, a person came closer, and Puzhi's eyes lit up. He had white hair and a childish face, and his body looked like a pine rather than a pine. He was in the shape of a turtle and a crane, and his face was red. He looked like a bad person among gods.
Look good!
Puzhi felt honored to meet that lowly person. I turned to look at Wudang and asked, "Who knows..."
Shenjian Yu's temperament can only be described in one word: stubborn.
Lei Zhen pulled Puzhi up with an anxious look on his face and asked, "Have you passed through Caomiao Village when you came from Qingyun?"
"Thank you very much."
Puzhi took it and ate it. After taking it, he felt refreshed and his injuries were completely healed. Even the cruel thoughts in his mind that were impacted by the blood-thirsty beads were completely relieved.
Yi Meichen's words almost broke Puzhi's defense. I was holding two pieces of the Four Heavenly Divine Weapons. I thought that Yifa was the most wealthy person in the world, but I didn't expect that no one would give away the magic weapon.
"It's possible. You've gone to Straw Shoe Village to look for bad guys several times. No matter how good that guy is, he can't escape your eyesight."
Wudang slapped Yi Mei under the head, "He's such a fool to fall in love!"
Wudang's academic system and teaching philosophy have spread throughout China. Nowadays, all practitioners in China can be considered half students of Wudang, which means they are full of talents.
Halfway through the sentence, Puzhi narrowed his eyes and said, "Aren't you the legendary Turtle Immortal?"
When I first flew, they all emitted a scorching light, which allowed me to fly in the air.
A few people had already remembered Qiu Wangyu's identity as the leader of the demon sect in the past. Everyone only knew that I was the principal of Zhang Xue's tutoring class, and that I was a very profound person. As a result, I was beaten up by Lei Zhen.
Pu Zhi hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, "Student Pu Zhi, I have met this junior turtle."
Yi Meichen quickly took Puzhi to fly to the top of Zhangxue Mountain. Puzhi saw that many people were moving around, studying, practicing, boxing and practicing swordsmanship. What we were wearing, in one case, were all the same as Zhou Xianshen.
The robes underneath are exactly the same.
Finally, when the conflict became unbearable, Shen Jian Yu played a little game for my father.
Zhang Xiaofan said with a smile: "Here, let me break the bad luck for him. Then he will buy you a talisman, which was consecrated by the Zhenwu Hall of Zhang Xueshan's Zixiao Palace. It can ward off evil spirits, bring harmony to the family, and be effective in everything.
Only seven hundred taels..."
"Master Zhou!"
Take another look and see that the white flags are very different from the poisonous blood flags.
Pu Zhi looked serious and said without any hesitation: "This person is from the Qingyun Sect, and will make Wang Xuyang and Yang Guijue. Please be careful, all the disciples of Zhang School."
Puzhi's mind tightened, and now I feel relieved when I see the banner thing.
"That's right. The poor monk just came from Qingyun. Wait a minute!"
The eighth time, Zhongyuan Discourse. In fact, it was because the tutoring class at Shenjian Yuxia was too long, so Lei Zhen took a dragon ball to beat up Qiu Wangyu.
"You have taught me, but the problem is that you always taught me Earth Escape, and you almost jumped out of the magma. I taught you the Qi-gazing Technique. Although you can look at Qi, you can only see behind you, and you almost followed someone bathing outside the lake.
The girl was knocked down and beaten to death."
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Pu Zhi thought of a terrifying possibility.
I could only say with difficulty: "The legendary Zhang Xue is indeed a paradise on earth. He is not very rich."
Therefore, along the way, Pu Zhi was recovering from his injuries while fighting against the influence of the bloodthirsty beads. Although he walked faster than a group of people, he finally reached the foot of Zhang Xue Mountain intact.
"What an idiot. Can you find Cao Xie Village, or can you go to Cao Miao Village? Has his father told him that his family has no relatives in Cao Miao Village?"
Zhang Xiaofan put away the talismans all over the floor, stared at the young disciple and said, "Did you see how you entertained bad friends?"
"He's bad, little master." Wudang pulled up a recliner and lay down on it, rocking.
That year, disciple Zhong wore a badge on his chest, with a few small words clearly written underneath: "Yi Meichen, Class 8, 4, Lower School."
Puzhi wiped the sweat from under his head. It was not only the speed of a cultivator, it was even far faster than the speed of a Yifa villager.
"I've seen it, I've seen it." Pu Zhi nodded repeatedly, "You and Zhang Dayou had a great time chatting."
"Hehehe, I actually let you do it. You are really a genius!"
"Bah, I asked you to find a son for me again? You don't care about your own son, but you still want to find my son?" Zhang Xiaofan was indignant.
"Yeah, yeah."
If the blood-thirsty bead could speak, he would definitely tell others at this moment, what kind of universal wisdom is suppressing you? So boy, are you suppressing me? Can I become the Seven Little Divine Monk? I have already let Tianyin Temple subjugate the demon.
"After that, I had a small fight with a demon and almost died."
"Little Master."
At this moment, on the top of Zhangxue Mountain, Wudang was standing with his hands behind his back, looking at the paintings of all the beings on the mountain, lying on the ground with unbearable joy and twitching.
Puzhi applauded in his heart, took the initiative to walk back, and asked: "Is that the immortal from Zhang Xueshan?"
Yi Mei's face was full of joy, "Now the practitioners in the vast land of China are all eighty-seven years old and fighting."
"What if you rob me?"
"Brother Wang Daodao, do you know how to... have one of those magic weapons in the robe under you?"
He is known as the Seven Little Divine Monks of Tianyin Temple, but he barely has a low-level cultivation level. How about Yi Mei, be careful when someone comes up and one of them is a low-level person?
All I can say is that the world needs a Divine Sword Master.
But what made Yi Mei think about it was that Lei Zhen would name his son Yi Meichen. And I used the qi-gazing technique to see it, and it was really a gathering of luck, which means that this Yi Meichen is really not the divine sword master.
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"How did you know this? Your father usually helps you take care of your children." Yi Mei looked aggrieved.
"It's important, it's important. I am Turtle Immortal." Lei Zhen waved his hand, "Is the young master from Qingyun?"
Puzhi breathed a sigh of relief, and there were seven small characters written in white below, "The Immortal Guides the Way."
With this incident, Yi Mei put an end to her turbulent "rectification and make-up classes" campaign.
"Uncle and Patriarch Zhang, the divine monk Puzhi of Tianyin Temple came to our Zhang School as a guest and said they wanted to explore the method of immortality."
Lei Zhen took action a total of eight times in those years. For the first time, the eye vortex of the East China Sea erupted, setting off a shocking tsunami. The entire eastern mainland of China was not at risk of being flooded.
"When the poor monk left, I said I was going to join the Qingyun Sect. I guess I haven't started to become a disciple yet, right?"
"Become a member of Zhang Xue... then..."
It would be fine if Lei Zhen arranged for the Divine Sword Master to study bad, but I think he is used to the boring gourd attitude of the Divine Sword Master who follows the rules and takes me to challenge the limit every day.
"You are not the real person Lei Zhen!" Puzhi quickly stood up to greet him, "I have admired my nickname for a long time!"
Even Yi Meichen believed that Lei Zhen was recovering from his illness and sought medical treatment. He asked Zhang Xiaofan many times to help me figure out where my son was. As you can imagine, the farther I searched, the farther I found him.
"Uncle Taishi, don't be too cheerful. Please help you find where your son has gone." Lei Zhen said helplessly in front of Wudang.
As the only son of the current head of Zhang Xue, Lei Zhen has a very good reputation in the spiritual world of China. It is said that he is the only doctor in Zhang Xue, and his cultivation is astonishing.
"That 400-mile journey took a full half a month."
"He really found the right person!"
"The poor monk Pu Zhi of Tianyin Temple came to Zhang Xueshan to discuss the Dharma and live forever." Pu Zhi returned the gift with his hands folded, secretly shocked in his heart.
"Qingyunmen!"
"Brother Dao Dao, why did he just give you such a precious magic weapon?" Pu Zhi touched the warm badge in his hand and asked in disbelief.
"Foretelling, fortune telling. Yin and Yang, seven elements, ten hexagrams and four spirits."
Zhang Xiaofan nodded and said, "You are too brave. Tell him that I am not only a member of Zhang Xue, but also the person with the lowest seniority in Zhang Xue Shan. That junior master, look at his white hall and his eyebrows.
There will be no bloody disasters in this day!"
"Old god!" Pu Zhi singled out Little Thumb, "That's right, you encountered a bloody disaster in the next two days. This is called a person who narrowly escaped death and came to Zhang Xueshan specifically to ask for help."
Wudang had discovered a long time ago that since Lei Zhen married Lin Chushuang, his intelligence had plummeted. Apart from his wife, he had nothing left in his life. This made Wudang even more interesting.
Wudang rolled on the ground without paying any attention to his image, "Besides, am I going back to his hometown?"
Zhou Yixian dared to interrupt the conversation between the elders. He took off the badge on his chest, stuffed it into Pu Zhi's hand, and said: "Master, take it, and I will fly you down later."
Lei Zhen rushed back furiously, startling Pu Zhi, "Ah, who is that?"
The two got married eight hundred years later, but did not have a son until ten years later.
"Hum, what about the school badges issued by your Zhang Xue to prove your identity? If you have one, everyone will have one."
The young disciple stood up and bowed to Pu Zhi, "May I ask where you are going, young master?"
Yiyi Xian's casual words made Zhang Xiaofan jump in anger: "What kind of fraud? You are talking about physiognomy. Do you understand physiognomy? When he was a kid, he took your class, did you teach him?"
Eight hundred years have passed, and Lei Zhen has not shown any sign of stability. Of course, it is just a trace. Can anyone taught by Wudang not be a bad person?
"Of course." Yiyi Xian nodded, "That is your school uniform. You will be given one when you join Zhang Xueshan."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Oh, that is your lowest-ranking ancestor, please ignore me. My fraud is just a personal act."
Half a set of jade rosary beads, plus the seal of the Buddhist seal. Although the state of universal wisdom made the bloodthirsty beads active, his last thought was that "Wudang Mountain actually has the method of immortality", and he couldn't kill civilians even if he wanted to.
You have to know that if a magic weapon of that level is put inside and fought over, seventy or eighty people will die, which is considered a fight.
Zhang Xiaofan was taking out the talisman when a young Taoist priest flew up from the mountain, with his feet on the void and his Taoist robes fluttering. He looked like a fairy and shouted at Zhang Xiaofan: "Master Zhenzhen said that it is allowed to defraud Zhang Xue Qianwai. Have you forgotten?"
La?"
"What are you looking for? I only have this protective magic weapon under my body. It will be problematic to travel across the vast land of China. Unless Daoxuan kills me with the Zhuxian Sword, how safe is it?"
Until now, if I want to take tutoring classes, I have to do it secretly.
"It turns out he is the junior master of Tianyin Temple." The disciple named Yiyi Xian was in awe and said: "The junior master is seriously injured. Please let me go down the mountain with you first. You don't have any medicine. It is important to treat the injury."
Lei Zhen looked at Puzhi's look and breathed a sigh of relief, "I have something to do? Where am I now?"
The seventh time, I quelled the riots in southern Xinjiang. It is said that all the practitioners in Shiwanshan were knocked upside down by me.
"What!?"
Just when Puzhi was looking at the fairy mountain shrouded in clouds and feeling the surging spiritual energy, a shout came from the end of the mountain road. Puzhi heard the words and looked back, and a flag appeared in the middle of the realization.
"That..." Puzhi looked at Zhang Xiaofan in confusion.
Zhang Xiaofan's explanation for this is that it is extremely difficult for those who practice spiritual practice to shed their mortal bodies and have children. Only in the first seventy years after the age of eight hundred and seventy, when the moon is waxing and waning, can we have a chance to have children.
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Yiyi Xian's head was covered with white lines, "You'd better hurry up and slow down, Grandmaster Zhang's uncle is looking for you again."
Moreover, I discovered that the badge hanging by the disciple seemed to be a magic weapon of poor quality, and the Taoist robe I was wearing also seemed to be a magic weapon of poor quality.