(Thanks to the book friend "Nishui Xi" for a monthly ticket, I am very happy.)
Thinking of this, Zhitong asked politely: "But I don't know that the two snake demon inner elixirs are still there, and the poor monk is willing to exchange his collection of elixir treasures for them."
Xie Yu had two snake demon inner elixirs, both of which were swallowed by the Kanglong Stone Mace.
To be honest, Xie Yu has never seen what those two-headed snakes are like.
Just looking at the snake's slough, it looks like two oversized forest anacondas.
Xie Yu really couldn't do what Zhitong asked for.
I could only explain: "I eliminated the two snake demons four months ago. If I keep the inner elixir for one more day, the essence will be lost. I am afraid of wasting it, so I mixed it with a few spiritual herbs and kneaded them into spiritual pills and took them to increase my spiritual power. "
"Otherwise, given my age, how could I have such a level of cultivation?"
Zhitong stared at Xie Yu for a while and said: "That's true. In other words, I will definitely make the inner elixir into a spiritual pill as soon as possible and swallow it to increase my cultivation."
Seeing that he could not do anything at the moment, Zhitong changed his mind and said: "Thank you Taoist friend for practicing the true method of Wutai Sect, but I don't know who the master is!"
Xie Yu hesitated and then said: "I got the secret code of Wutai Sect accidentally. According to my practice, maybe I have some talent and have made a good progress. I hope fellow Taoists can forgive me. If it is possible, I can Could you please give me some advice, fellow Taoist?"
Zhitong looked unconvinced and said, "Fellow Taoist is extremely talented, so if you don't want to tell me, forget it. But since we have compiled the Wutai Sect's Secret Code, it's no problem for us to communicate with each other as a sect."
Then Zhitong communicated with Xie Yu in a generous manner, especially when he took out the advanced chapter of the Secret Records of the Wutai Sect. He said it was communication, but in fact it was almost the same as teaching.
No matter what his purpose was, Xie Yu was naturally excited to hear it.
After teaching Xie Yu the advanced chapter, he wisely and generously taught Xie Yu some supporting spells, and even taught him the secrets of sword practice.
The two continued to communicate until evening. Outside the main hall, four disciples of Zhitong:
"Powerful Vajra Iron Palm Monk" Huiming.
"Invincible Vajra Sai Bodhidharma" Hui Neng.
"Multi-armed Vajra Nezha" Hui Xing.
The wisdom of the "Multi-Eyed Vajra Little Fire God".
They were impatient for a long time, but Zhitong secretly sent a message asking them to wait patiently and not to disturb them, so the four of them had no choice.
Zhitong became more and more frightened by Xie Yu's inferences. He felt more and more that Xie Yu had an unusual origin, and he did not dare to act rashly.
But then I thought of the boxing assistance letter I received two days ago, and my eyes rolled, as if I had an idea.
After some secret planning, I finally made up my mind.
Later, after "driving" the four "evil disciples" out, he even "carefully" answered Xie Yu's questions.
Another period of time passed until the sky darkened.
Two more guest monks came into the main hall, bringing melons, fruits, tea and other things for the two of them to enjoy again, and then refilled the lamp oil.
Zhitong took a sip of tea, looked at the sky and said:
"Thank you, fellow Taoist. You are very determined to seek the Tao. Although it is a good thing, it is not enough. You see it is already late. I have ordered people to clean the Zen room where I live. Let's go back to the room to rest!"
Although Xie Yu felt that there was no problem, after all, he could systematically understand some of the unusual ways of practicing "Heaven's destiny" in this world, and he felt very curious, especially about Baimei Shushan...
However, guests do as they please. Xie Yu understands that it is a matter of affection to receive occasional advice, so it is not good to force it too much.
After resigning happily, Xie Yu walked out of the temple under the guidance of a Zhike monk, passed several pavilions, and was taken to a Zen courtyard.
Pushing open the Zen room and looking around, I saw that the room was extremely elegantly decorated.
A landscape painting by an unknown famous artist hangs on the wall, and a square table of jujube wood is placed underneath, along with various stationery.
Compared with living in the wilderness for half a year, this is where people live, and if you don't have certain blessings to stay in this place, you have no chance.
Xie Yu was very satisfied. After sending Zhike Seng away, he went directly to Seng Ta's side and lay down.
After thinking about Zhitong's teachings several times, he said to himself: "Interesting."
He fell into a deep sleep.
While Zhitong was sitting in the main hall contemplating his plan, a middle-aged monk with a sinister expression and two fingers missing came in and said:
"Senior brother, don't listen to what my killer apprentice Zhang Liang said. If senior brother finds it troublesome, just leave it to me to deal with it. There is absolutely no trace of anyone or anything."
Interrupted by this person, Zhitong said with some frustration: "Junior brother Nian Tong, don't forget the teachings of our master, Golden Body Arhat Fa Yuan. Regarding the Wutai heritage, we should unite..."
Miao Tong interrupted with a smile on his face: "Senior brother, please call me Eight Finger Zen Miao Tong!"
These words made Zhitong pause and say: "Eight-finger Zen? Junior brother, you are sure that you want to worship that person as your teacher to practice magic, but you have to know that my Wutai lineage, although it is a side sect, still has the hope of becoming an immortal, but if you really worship Entering the Demonic Gate, then..."
Eight Finger Zen: "Brother, there is no need to say more, I am free to think about it in my heart."
Zhitong choked at these words, but still said: "Junior brother, do you still recognize me as your senior brother?"
Miao Tong: "Senior brother, no matter what happens in the future, I will never forget your kindness in saving me from danger several times. If you have anything to say, please tell me!"
Zhitong let out a breath and secretly regretted encouraging Miaotong to secretly become the disciple of the Bone God Lord. He originally thought of finding another way out.
But I didn't expect that after Miao Tong practiced magic with the Bone God Lord, he changed a lot and became less and less human.
But we’ll talk about that later.
Zhitong coughed lightly and said, "I heard that your junior brother has taken in another concubine, but I don't know how her training went."
Miao Tong naturally understood what Senior Brother Zhitong meant. He raised his eyebrows and said dissatisfiedly: "I take action, and the training is of course good, but is it worth it?"
Zhitong: "What do you think!"
He had a wonderful understanding of Eight Finger Zen, performed a Buddhist salute, and left the main hall without saying anything.
When Miao Tong returned to his villa, he saw a young woman wearing red obscene clothes and tulle.
He has an excellent appearance and a skin as smooth as gel. His black hair is tied up with a thin rope and falls casually on his shoulders.
His eyes were filled with an indescribable charm like spring water, and he was pruning a laurel in the Zen courtyard under the moonlight with scissors.
When Miao Tong saw her, she naturally saw Miao Tong.
He immediately said happily: "Lord Buddha, you are back, would you like..."
Miao Tong thought about Zhi Tiao, maybe he had practiced magic and had the anger in his heart to say no.
He walked over directly, opened the woman's obscene clothes next to the laurel, and untied the monk's robe...
The moonlight was shy, and the moon covered the moon for a while.
Miao Channel: "Cui Gu, I want you..."
Cui Gu, who was already tired, said unhappily: "Lord Buddha, I am yours. What will happen to people like you in the future..."
When Miao Tong heard what she said, he flashed a fierce light and said, "How dare you not listen..."
Then, it immediately became rough...
Finally, with Cui Gu's begging for mercy, the matter was finally accomplished.
After a long time, Cuigu, who was walking a little unsteadily, appeared in front of a wall. After moving a vase on a wooden stand in the Zen room, a secret door appeared on the bluestone wall.
Cuigu walked in without hesitation...
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