"The strength has increased so much, I am more and more interested in you now, Great Sun Tathagata Palm." Zen Master Baimei smiled, suddenly pushed out his hands and shouted.
"Rumble, rumble..." The two golden palm prints rushed forward, causing explosions wherever they passed.
This time, Dolin did not take a hard hit, but rose into the sky to avoid the attack.
"Xuan Ming Fist!" Daolin shouted, and all his energy gathered on his right fist. He followed the moves in "General Xuan Ming Kung" and punched in the air.
The Xuan Ming Fist was much more powerful than the Nether Fist. A blue shadow of the fist suddenly shot out, carrying a sinister black energy and hitting the Baimei Zen Master below.
"Well done, Cihang Pudu Zhi!" Zen Master Baimei yelled angrily. He didn't dare to raise his hand. He only saw his hands clasped together, and golden light suddenly appeared around him. Then his little finger and ring finger came together, and his sword fingers suddenly pointed out.
A Buddha finger shot out from the golden light and collided with the blue Xuan Ming Fist. The moment the two collided, the world became quiet.
Then two waves of energy exploded suddenly, and a golden and blue energy wave spread directly to the surroundings. In the blink of an eye, the entire area within a mile was enveloped. When the energy passed by, all vegetation and rocks turned into ashes and disappeared into the air.
"Boom..." The energy completely exploded, an explosion resounded throughout the world, the earth trembled, and a large crack spread around with the energy explosion as the center.
"Forget it, let's not fight anymore..." Zen Master Baimei walked out of the smoke and dust, leaning on his Zen staff. His white cassock was already covered with dust.
On the other side, Dolin also came out, fanning the dust in front of him with his hands.
"What? Twisted to the waist?" Dolin teased.
"Look for your tree. I won't stop you. If you find it, leave immediately." After saying this, Zen Master Baimei stepped directly into the void and disappeared.
Daolin didn't stop him either. He couldn't stop a Shenhe realm who could merge into the void at any time even if he wanted to.
"It would be great to have such a good time, but we have to fight." Dorian murmured angrily.
Without the obstruction of Zen Master Baimei, Daolin continued to circle at the foot of the mountain.
Finally, after circling the southern mountains of Mount Doe, Dolin found a heather tree in a mountain col.
There are a lot of heather trees here, almost hundreds of them. Some of them have been cut down to the ground, leaving only the roots of the tree stumps, and there are also trees with intact red fruits.
"Finally I found you. I even had a fight because of you." Dorian sighed and said.
He came to the root of a tree with only a wooden stump left, and with a little force, he uprooted the tree.
Dowling looked up and down and found a root nodule, which was not too small and was as thick as an arm. He gestured with his hands and concluded that this root should be able to make two pipes.
"Old monk, I found the tree I wanted. Do you want to sell it or give it to me?" Daolin shouted towards the mountain.
"I've given it all to you, don't bother me!" An old-fashioned voice sounded from above.
"Thank you!" Dowling replied with a smile, and then began to pull it up. With his strength, it was easy to pull up a tree stump.
He pulled out a dozen tree stumps in one breath, and only nine were suitable. He crushed the rest into sawdust and scattered them under other trees.
After putting the nine wooden stakes into the ring, Dolin said goodbye to the mountain again, said he would come again in the future, and left.
On Du'e Mountain, Zen Master Baimei sat cross-legged on a futon, with an old face so gloomy that water dripped from his eyes.
"Master, are we going to allow this kid to be so presumptuous?" several Arhats asked angrily.
"Yes, Senior Brother Abbot, this guy is a bit too arrogant and domineering." Several other senior hall masters also agreed with indignation.
"What else can I do? As you have seen just now, it is not easy for me to take him down. He is no longer the little thing I ravaged half a year ago. His strength has improved too fast." Zen Master Baimei sighed. said.
"Let's suppress this beast together!"
"It's useless. As long as we can't kill him, he will definitely come back for revenge. With his abnormal improvement speed, we can't afford to offend him." Zen Master Baimei shook his head and said.
"Then let's let him ride on our head like this?" the leader of the Punishment Hall said, clapping his hands.
"Don't provoke him yet. Someone will teach him a lesson for us in the future." Zen Master Baimei waved his hand to let them disperse.
All the hall leaders and Arhats left indignantly. They were used to being arrogant, and they would definitely not be used to being suddenly ridden on their heads by a young boy.
In the quiet meditation room, Zen Master Baimei was thinking a lot. He didn't understand how an unknown boy could improve his cultivation so quickly.
"Could it be this kid's technique?" Zen Master Baimei wondered in his heart.
It is impossible to say that Zen Master Baimei is unmoved. He is only one step away from becoming a middle-grade Shenhe, but this step has consumed him for thirty years.
"If there is a chance, I will ask him to hand over his skills next time, or find a way to kill him directly!" Zen Master Baimei said coldly.
As for Dolin, after getting the heather root nodule, he rushed all the way back to Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon's House. He first cleaned the soil on the root nodule, then peeled off the skin and threw it away.
Bai Ying heard that he was back and rushed over.
"The whole city heard the sound of your fight. It was so shocking." Bai Ying squatted aside and helped Daolin clean up the root nodules.
"Don't Old Donkey Head and the others think about going over to help me?" Dolin asked angrily.
"Senior Chu and King Thunder Flash originally wanted to go, but they were stopped by King Lao, saying that you can handle it yourself." Bai Ying said with a smile.
"This old donkey's head!" said Dorian through gritted teeth.
"They have confidence in you." Bai Ying said with a silver bell-like laughter.
Dolin didn't say anything, picked up the cleaned root nodule and walked towards his room.
"Do you need my help?" Bai Ying asked behind him.
Dowling paused and replied: "No need for now, I'll finish the shape first. I'll look for you when it's my turn to work on the carving technique."
Back in the room, Dowling threw the nodules on the table, and then took the chisel and file he had used before.
"Which one should I do first?" Dorian mused.
Dowling wanted to make a chimney-style pipe. After all, a tall bowl looks more high-end.
First, he carved a shape in his mind, and then selected a suitable heather root nodule based on the shape.
"Okay, that's it. If I make this pipe, I will definitely be the most handsome boy in Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon." Dolin said with a smile while holding his head against the root.
Perhaps for modern times, making a pipe requires a lot of machinery. After all, shaping is very complicated, but in the wild world, these are nothing.
