Volume 1 Getting Ahead Chapter 5 One Cultivation II
"Which one should you choose...... What a headache!" Mo Xing scratched his head, already entering the difficulty of choosing.
"This one is a little fragrant, but it looks so pompous, and the other one is not so pompous, it's too simple......
Seeing his son sniffing there, although Mo Kongchen had expected this to happen, he was still speechless when he really appeared.
"Are you a piglet?
Mo Xing hurriedly straightened up and replied, "Daddy, since you have already said that this is a major choice in my life, so I need to think twice!
"No, if it's too late, things will change!" Mo Kongchen said, "Have you forgotten what you learned the mental method for?"
"I'll still have to think about it first......" Mo Xing shook his head.
"Then you kid think about yours, just pick it and grab it," Mo Kongchen sighed, "I'll continue to sleep." ”
Mo Kongchen fell asleep, and after a while, he snored loudly.
Mo Xing sat still, looking at the scroll, then at the scroll, and finally at his father.
"It's decided!"
Mo Xing gritted his teeth and grabbed two scrolls at the same time. Grab the black scroll in your left hand and the green one in your right hand. The two scrolls simultaneously turned into a black and a green ball of light, gradually merging into his palm and disappearing.
"Poof—uh......"
Mo Xing suddenly shed two lines of nosebleeds, and the corners of his mouth also spilled blood, and the dim scene in front of him quickly became abstract.
"It's that gear ...... again"
Ever since that seed got into it, the gear hasn't regained its rotational speed. At this moment, Mo Xing saw a cylinder above and below the gear. The upper cylinder is thick and short, and black, and the lower one is thin and long, green.
Neither cylinder could fit into the gear as the axle, but it pressed the rotation of the gear, which caused every time the wheel rotated, Mo Xing's head was like being stabbed into a knife, and when he spun it, he shivered in pain.
"No...... To restore them to their original form......" Mo Xing barely managed to keep his senses under the severe pain.
Just when he was thinking like this.
The two cylinders swelled suddenly, looking like wine barrels, but then returned to their original shapes.
"It works...... Woo wow! it hurts me to death!" Mo Xing suddenly screamed, "Don't worry, come little by little...... Little by little...... Wow, ahhhhh
I don't know how long later, just before Mo Xing collapsed in pain, the two cylinders finally turned into spherical shapes again, except that a filament protruded from each of the two spheres to connect to the center of the axle.
"Final...... It's finally done......" Mo Xing was moved and almost cried, "I...... Uh......"
As soon as Mo Xing relaxed, he fainted.
............
"Why are you calculating me?!"
"Why?!"
............
I don't know if it was this sentence I heard before I fell into a coma or when I was in a coma, in short, Mo Xing was awakened by such a terrible and desperate roar.
"Woo whoa!" Mo Xing's body twitched, and his eyes opened suddenly.
"Boy, you can't be a big fat man in one bite, do you know?" Mo Kongchen was wiping the blood on his face with a wet towel, "This time it's a death, isn't it cool?"
"Don't you dare next time...... Don't dare next time......" Mo Xing cried with a sad face, he was already frightened, "I really don't dare......"
"You're lucky," Mo Kongchen sneered, "and you'll be able to wake up, if it's serious, you'll probably be a fool for the rest of your life - but you can feel the impact on your soul in advance, and you should understand the importance of your soul." ”
Mo Xing nodded "unsatisfied", his body still sifting through chaff.
"Okay," Mo Kongchen shook his head, "I've been tossing for most of the day, and it's noon now." Go up the mountain and eat. ”
Qingliang Temple.
"Old monk, I'm bringing my son here to rub your food!" Mo Kongchen shouted before he could reach the door.
"Oh, yes," why don't you go up the mountain, Mr. "Finally go up the mountain!" Jueqing greeted him with a smile, "Rare guest, rare guest! Oh, this little benefactor is also here! Disrespectful and disrespectful!"
on the dining table.
"I said, Master Jueqing, have you asked Xiao Lai Ming to see the True Yuan Dharma?" Mo Kongchen asked.
"The wrong donor wants the poor monk to come and see the true qi of the little benefactor of Moxing, right?" Jueqing smiled.
"Not bad," Mo Kongchen shrugged, "a special ability of the dog to be exact. Come, Moxing—"
Mo Xing bowed his head as he said, looked at his nose and nose, and looked at his heart, "...... exhale"
"Click-"
Unconsciously, the rotation speed of the gears in the depths of the Ink Star's soul space increased slightly.
"Sasa-" The branches of a big tree outside the window suddenly became windless, and two leaves fluttered and floated to the door, falling at the feet of Moxing. When Mo Xing looked up again, a black crescent moon pattern had appeared on his right eye.
"From—"
Mo Xing let out a low sigh, and his body floated up like a leaf, suspended in midair.
Monk Jueqing's eyes widened sharply.
"Can you move in mid-air?" asked Jueqing.
"Only...... Can only float up. Mo Xing shook his head, and as he shook his head, his body began to tilt gradually.
"This is very similar to one of my Buddha's methods, called "Tengyun Zongfa," Monk Jueqing turned his head to Mo Kongchen and said, "but there is a difference, he has been suspended for a much longer time. Turning back again, "Can you come down?"
"I don't know how to get down. ”
"Then I'll have to wait until the real qi is exhausted before falling down. ”
"Don't, don't, great monk, it hurts!"
"Only this once. Monk Jueqing waved his palm downward, and Mo Xing immediately landed on his feet steadily.
"Thank you, Great Monk!"
"Needless to say. Jueqing scratched his bald head, "It's not the wrong donor, is the pattern on this little donor's face another characteristic?"
"Huh?" Without waiting for Mo Kongchen to answer, Mo Xing asked first, "What's on my face?"
"Come to Ming, bring a mirror. ”
"Okay. ”
Mo Xing got the mirror.
"Huh?" Mo Xing looked at the mirror, touching the crescent moon on his face, "When did this happen?"
"Yesterday night. Mo Kongchen looked at his son carefully.
Mo Xing wiped it with his hand again, blinked his eyes, and suddenly found that the crescent moon on his face in the mirror was shrinking, and it quickly turned back into the original mole.
"It turned out to be this mole!"
"Little donor, do you feel any different?" Jueqing asked.
"I feel...... I feel ......" Moxing blinked and took a deep breath, "I don't feel anything." ”
Unexpectedly, Monk Jueqing suddenly raised his hands, and a strong wind suddenly appeared from under Mo Xing's feet, throwing him into the air at once.
"Ahh
"Borrow!" The golden light on Monk Jueqing's body flashed, and his index finger pointed at the ink star in mid-air, and a white light emitted from his fingertips, spreading rapidly, enveloping the ink star.
"Wow-"
"Huhuhu-" The big tree outside the window shook suddenly, and countless leaves smashed through the window and poured into the house, wrapping Mo Xing's body, and the back of his head quickly formed a hood over Mo Xing's head.
Lai Ming was taken aback on the side.