Tu Cheng cried and fainted.
It’s understandable that I feel sad inside.
But after waking up, he went to find Dodge desperately.
From Mu Nan's point of view, this was no different from the fool at the east end of the village who used a slender bamboo pole to poke a cannon and then divided it into thicker and thinner ones.
"Can you please be sane?"
When Tu Cheng heard Mu Nan's lackluster dissuasion, he suddenly came up with a plan:
"I used magic to stop Dao Qi, and you chopped him with one foot! By then, Beiliu Chanyuan will be half as strong as you!"
Seeing that Mu Nan ignored him, he continued: "I can take 30%, how about 20%?"
Mu Nan was so angry that he wanted to laugh:
"In the battle of Qingzhou, you smashed all the bones and dregs of your previous life to pieces. What was the result? You lay on the ground and pretended to be dead. If my master hadn't arrived in time, I would have accompanied you to see the Buddha whom you have never met before!"
Tu Cheng was eager for revenge. When he heard what he said, his eyes lit up again:
"Yes, find your master! Let her help, and you will definitely be able to turn things around!"
Mu Nan gritted his teeth and picked up the purple golden bowl, knocking it on the ground with a thud.
"The current Dodger is no match for my master."
"How is that possible?" Tu Cheng's voice was still hoarse, his eyes dim, and he complained:
"I regard you as a brother in Jiuzhen City, but now, you have abandoned me like a pair of worn-out shoes. You are not even willing to say a kind word. The world is so cold and people's hearts are not the same."
"Hey!" Mu Nan sighed: "There is someone behind Dodge."
Tu Cheng was stunned for a moment, then said in shock: "Dodge was bent?"
"What on earth did Beiliu Chanyuan teach you!" Mu Nan's head was covered with black lines and he growled: "In the painting, there is indeed a man behind him."
Then, Mu Nan briefly told about the Xu Chengchun God Cult, and continued: "I suspect that that man is a demon. The monks who are killing you when Xiaozhu is tearing him apart also said that he has the breath of a demon."
Tu Cheng calmed down and fell into deep thought for a long time.
Finally, he pursed his lips without crying and said plaintively: "Brother Nan, where should I go?"
"If you have something to do, we are brothers. If you ask for advice, please call me Brother Nan, and Rong Guang will be the abbot..." Mu Nan glanced at him with resentment, and continued: "The only solution for now is Gou!"
"You mean Xiao Zhuzi can help me?" Tu Cheng turned his eyes to Xiao Zhuzi, his eyes were spinning and shining.
"The dog who lives by his means, lives in peace, survives, and survives, is not Xiaozhuzi's dog!"
Mu Nan was furious and banged the purple golden bowl desperately to vent his anger.
Xiao Zhuzi roared: "I am Chaotian Jian! Not a dog!"
After roaring, he knocked the "Dignity Basin" flying again more than ten feet with one claw.
Ping-pong sound.
Mu Nan admitted that his voice was a bit loud.
As a result, Tu Cheng, who was already at his wits' end, looked extremely aggrieved and pretended to cry:
"How long will it last?"
"As long as you can stick Dodger's horns upside down on his head, that's it."
Mu Nan's words seemed meaningful: "My master said, that's called hidden clumsiness."
"Yeah." Tu Cheng lowered his head and remained silent.
Finally, he responded in a low voice: "I went to Bodhi Monastery to practice and asked Zen Master Jue Yuan for help. He and I were close friends in my previous life."
"The abbot is still the abbot's right-hand man."
Mu Nan didn't want to hit him again, so he changed the topic and said, "Just stay silent."
Tucheng was devastated and always wanted to leave him some hope in his words.
"The poor monk Tucheng, I swear here, if I can't..."
Tu Cheng exhaled and sat cross-legged.
He mustered up his determination and prepared to take the Buddhist vows, but Mu Nan covered his mouth and nose:
"There are some things that you just need to know, but if you talk about them, it's meaningless."
Tu Cheng felt that he was right and nodded seriously:
"From now on, Beiliu Chanyuan will have Brother Nan as its protector!"
After that, he waved his hand to recall the purple golden bowl, took the broken Jiuxi Zen staff, and walked out of the cave without looking back.
"Where to go?"
"Bodhi Courtyard."
"Leaving now?"
"Amitabha!"
"Tell me first which direction the Sky Patrol is, I'm lost!"
Mu Nan asked confidently, while Tu Cheng stumbled and almost lost his center of gravity: "Facing the direction of the sunrise."
Just the sunrise.
Golden pavement.
There was light flashing above Tu Cheng's head.
"The monk is a little rude!" Xiao Zhuzi stared at his back and murmured: "You didn't even say thank you to your savior?"
"He is my brother who shared the blood! Some words become boring if you say them too much!"
Mu Nan raised the corner of his mouth and continued without thinking: "Return to the spirit beast bag, let's set off!"
"Brother Nan, I can keep up." Xiao Zhuzi shook his head.
My body has grown much bigger, and I can't sleep soundly. I am extremely bored hiding in the spirit beast bag.
"Go back to the city and use the Earth Escape Technique to walk underground. You cannot fly openly." Mu Nan explained: "Liuing to the Eighteen Prefectures in the north, I'm afraid there will no longer be a pure land."
Xiaozhuzi seemed to have some realization and said: "I understand! In the world of cultivation, there are not only poems and distant places, but also the pretentiousness in front of you."
"Get on the road!"
Mu Nan snapped his fingers.
The earth escape technique was activated and he headed towards the east at full speed.
Carefully walking along the way, we bypassed the giant monster's territory, passed through the bustling town, and saw all the beautiful scenery.
Passing the white snow, we welcome the clear sky.
Finally figured out the location.
"Come out, little bamboo. After passing Luoshui, you will be out of the territory of Beiliu Chanyuan. It will be much safer."
Mu Nan looked at Luoshui, which was as wide as the sea, and patted the spirit beast bag.
Xiaozhu couldn't wait to stick his head out.
For the rest of the month, in addition to traveling, I also recovered my spiritual power, which seemed to allow me to relive the boring sea.
"We can fly back to the Sky Patrol Prison in two more months."
"Seven thousand miles away is the Qingyun Sect. Let's visit He Lanque!"
Mu Nan made up his mind, took out the jade futon and crossed the river.
A mist appeared at the feet of the little bamboo, following closely behind.
Mu Nan asked curiously: "Is there a Taoist weapon under your feet?"
Xiao Zhuzi shook his head and said proudly: "It's the Mist Spirit. My accompanying mist is more advanced than the Taoist weapon, and it can also grow into a fairy cloud."
"Why haven't I seen you use it before?"
"I just realized it in the past few days!"
Mu Nan was half jealous, with a sour look on his face.
I worked hard to collect spiritual stones and touch corpses before I got a soul-gathering coffin.
The coffin is beautiful and has a sense of corpse painting.
On the other hand, the little bamboo has nothing to do except grinning after eating and sleeping, and is accompanied by the mist spirit!
"If I could see Julian, I would give him two slaps."
Xiao Zhuzi asked curiously: "What did he do to you?"
Mu Nan said bitterly: "He said all roads lead to Rome!"
"It makes sense!" Xiao Zhuzi thought about it and nodded in praise: "It's a wise saying."
"But some people are born in Rome!" Mu Nan curled his lips: "Poisonous chicken soup!"
Xiaozhuzi was speechless: "...Brother Nan, there is a small town by the Luo River. There seems to be a fight in the town."
"Um?"
There are fights all the time in the world of cultivation, so it's not surprising that there are fights.
Mu Nan was curious about how Xiao Zhuzi could see so far.
He hadn't discovered the fight yet, but Xiao Zhuzi knew about it before he did.
Could it be that he is gifted?
"Can you see it?"
Xiao Zhuzi nodded: "Nothing within a hundred miles can escape my eyes. This is one of Chaotian Huan's talents. If my cultivation gradually improves, more and more talents will be activated."
Mu Nan asked in surprise: "Don't you need to learn other techniques?"
"Chaotianhuan is an ancient bloodline and has a bloodline inheritance. There is no need to learn too complicated and innate talents. Do you understand?"
When Mu Nan heard Xiao Zhuzi's explanation, he shouted that it was unreasonable.
This person was not born in Rome, he was definitely a Roman aristocrat.
Still a noble one!
"I was shocked! My heart is so fragile that I now think it is better to do less than to do more. Take a detour!"
Mu Nan was just joking.
He was not interested in the fights in the city.
Qunying Sect fell into the hands of Zhao Sihai, and Beiliu Chanyuan changed its owner.
He smelled something unusual during this major cultivation period of his alchemy formation.
The world of cultivation is turbulent, and there will be more and more battles in the future.
Like the carriage of history, moving forward rapidly.
If you are not careful, you will encounter misfortune.
Maybe, it will be crushed back and forth by the ruts.
If you are not strong, don't take action rashly.
Xiao Zhuzi seemed to have regrets, smacking his mouth:
"Tsk, tsk, it's really exciting for a mortal to slash at the foundation-building monks!"
"You have to join in the excitement!"
