The bonfire was rekindled, and a charred deer was shared with everyone.
Not only was Wu Chao eating, but Brother Tathagata was also chewing meat.
"You fake monk!"
Wuchao complained a few times, feeling very aggrieved at Senior Brother Tathagata who did not kill but ate meat faster than anyone else.
"It is inevitable to eat meat to grow up," Brother Tathagata said seriously: "Just because I don't kill animals doesn't mean I don't eat meat. It should be noted that drinking meat and wine through the intestines will not contaminate or damage my Buddha heart."
"You're the one who interprets the doctrine like this?" Wu Chao asked in surprise.
"Doctrines are a framework that restricts people who are not strong in concentration." Brother Tathagata said, "But if you have enough concentration and can understand the true meaning of the teachings more deeply, that is another kind of sublimation in practice. You can By looking at many things, you can also understand the essence of many things clearly!"
"I don't understand, I just think you are a fake monk!"
"If you don't understand this, then senior brother, let me tell you that my eating alms does not affect senior brother's duty as a human being." Senior Brother Tathagata said: "Whether I drink alcohol or eat meat, as long as I am a good person, these foreign objects will not enter my mouth." It’s okay, but it can’t be done the other way around!”
"Are you saying that only those who abstain from alcohol and meat but are not wary are fake monks?" Wuchao asked.
"Abstinence from alcohol and meat is just superficial." Brother Tathagata nodded and said, "A real monk has always been wary!"
"Since it's just on the surface, why do you have to impose these conditional frameworks?"
"If you can't even do things on the surface, how can you be wary?" Brother Tathagata said with a smile: "The appearance is the first step, being wary is the second step, and the third step is to sublimate and break the frame!"
"You are right no matter what," Wuchao muttered, "I drink and eat meat and I get beaten all the time!"
"That's all you drink and eat meat. You ate those demonic birds and beasts that Lingshan managed to raise. You can't justify it without getting beaten!"
Wu Chao and Senior Brother Tathagata exchanged words in low voices, while Zhang Qian was gnawing camphor meat a few meters away, and Zhang Xuezhou touched his belly from time to time.
"Manqian, don't you really want to eat something?" Zhang Qian said.
"I'm not hungry!" Zhang Xuezhou shook his head.
"Do you think my roasted meat is too dark?"
Zhang Qian asked, which forced Zhang Xuezhou to accept a piece of deer meat.
He took a sip and felt that the meat was burnt and bitter, so he immediately gave the meat to the sleepy 'little thing'.
Seeing the sleepy bug crawling on the deer's flesh twice, then rolling down and lying in his pocket, Zhang Xuezhou had no idea.
This sleepy man has been played too much by him, and he has targeted dozens or hundreds of beasts, and now he has been played to the point of weakness.
Zhang Xuezhou had no choice but to try everything he saw. If the other party ate something, he could save his life.
"It's a pity that this little thing doesn't know how to practice. If it can practice Bigu Technique, then I don't need to worry about it eating!"
Zhang Xuezhou touched his belly. He was not only touching the Bigu Art that made him feel hungry, he was also touching his Yang Soul incarnation, constantly getting familiar with his own body.
In the spiritual baptism he encountered at the Holy Land of Evil Luo River, his body changed so much that it even made Zhang Xuezhou feel strange.
And the existence of Yang Soul's incarnation makes this strangeness more complicated.
Even Zhang Xuezhou still doesn't understand his status.
But his Bigu Jue is undoubtedly very capable of starvation.
On the eleventh day since he had not eaten, Zhang Xuezhou had not felt hungry yet.
If Bigu Jue can be brought into this state, it is obvious that other evasive techniques may also have changed.
Zhang Xuezhou is currently conducting individual research on Bigu Jue. Once he can determine the limit of Bigu Jue, he can roughly deduce his own level in other evasive techniques.
After all, during the spiritual energy attack, many of his evasive techniques were forcibly used.
This should not be the level of inescaping in the consciousness-creating realm.
The existence of the incarnation of Yang Soul may also have had a certain influence on Bigu Jue.
Zhang Xuezhou's fingers were slightly clasped together, and when the many acupoints of Bigu Jue were connected, he felt that there was also a glimmer of light in the incarnation of the Yang Soul, repeating the same promotion of Bigu Jue.
Overlapping feelings came, and Zhang Xuezhou felt that his abdomen was a little harder.
"There's something wrong with this. Can I never need to eat?"
Those who have practiced Bigu Jue in the True Spirit Realm to the highest level can starve for three days, those in the Consciousness Creation Realm can endure seven days, those in the Transformation Realm can last about ten days, and those in the Supernatural Power Realm can last up to fifteen days, and further up, it can be extended to one month. About three months, the final limit is about three months.
Zhang Xuezhou's current state was obviously at the level of the Body Transformation Realm, and he felt a stomachache. Zhang Xuezhou felt that it would not be a problem for him to persist for a few more days, and he was probably at the level of the extreme inescapable state of the Supernatural Power Realm.
If this lasts longer, Zhang Xuezhou feels that this has gone beyond the scope of normal cultivation.
"If Bigu Jue can achieve such a high level, it not only means that other evasion techniques may be of the same level, but also means that the level of other techniques..."
Zhang Xuezhou cannot cross the realm to practice high-level techniques, but he may be able to push the techniques that can be learned in the consciousness-creating realm to a stronger level.
The comparison between Dong Zhongshu's and Wen Weng's techniques has repeatedly circled in Zhang Xuezhou's mind. Dong Zhongshu's ability to overcome the superior can only cross one realm. If he can study and understand, this kind of crossing may be more than one realm.
Even if he is at the realm of physical transformation, his actual combat power may reach the realm of supernatural power, or even higher.
Moreover, Zhang Xuezhou still has a sleepy bug who is very sick at this time. As long as this little thing is not starved to death, he can fight normally...
Imagining his own beauty, Zhang Xuezhou no longer had the thought of "impairing his trumpet practice".
"Brother, your golden bug looks really good. Do you want to sell it?"
Zhang Xuezhou was thinking about his own thoughts. Wuchao and Tathagata, who were a few meters away, finished their arguments and began to chat with Zhang Xuezhou intentionally or unintentionally.
"Oh, do you recognize this little thing?" Zhang Xuezhou asked quietly.
"You still recognize it!"
Wu Chao nodded.
The golden insect is a rare and strange insect. It not only has the ability to guide magic, but also has an extremely long lifespan. It is very suitable for spell masters to control insects, so it is also loved by spell masters.
However, it is extremely difficult to cultivate this kind of strange insect. It is not surprising if someone fails to successfully cultivate it in his lifetime.
There were very few people in the curse master's base camp like Yi Zhe River Holy Land who had high-level golden bugs. Wuchao didn't expect that Zhang Xuezhou had one in his pocket.
It's just that Zhang Xuezhou's golden bug looks extremely high-level, but it also looks too sickly, as if he has exhausted all his body's strength.
Wuchao stared at his imagination, and then thought about the 'Hongku' he saw at the city gate, and couldn't help but feel a slight bitterness in his heart.
Obviously, Zhang Xuezhou had most likely taken away the golden bug.
And for this to happen, there must be a life-and-death battle. Even Zhang Xuezhou, the golden bug, came from a good place. After possessing it, he was not afraid of the demands and revenge of the Yiji River Holy Land.
"Although I don't like raising this kind of bugs, I also know the habits of this kind of bugs. If you have any need to discuss it, we can study it together," Wuchao said.
"That's a good feeling!"
Zhang Xuezhou was overjoyed and quickly waved.
"Senior brother, I went over to talk to them," Wu Chao said.
"Go ahead, go ahead, but you can't cause trouble, and you can't kill other people's bugs, otherwise we won't be able to compensate!"
Brother Tathagata also glanced at Zhang Xuezhou before speaking.
"This thing is a scoop among feather insects. It should have been carefully cultivated for about thirty years. This feather insect will not eat nectar and meat after reaching a certain age, and only likes to eat spiritual trees. It seems to be too hungry!"
Before Wuchao could reveal the little bit of knowledge he had heard from the Holy Land of Yiji River, Brother Tathagata revealed all the secrets in one breath.
(End of chapter)
