When Jin Tian opened his eyes in another side room, there was a little monk serving next to him, and more than a month had passed since he was unconscious.

Seeing that he was awake, the little monk hurriedly walked out of the room, and after a while Hui Ming came, Hui Ming saw that Jin Tian was still a little vague, and his expression was a little sluggish, so he rolled his eyelids and checked his pulse again, and then said: "It's not a big problem, after a few days, when all the venom in his body is decomposed, it should be fine, you still feed him medicine as usual these days." ”

After Hui Ming finished explaining, he turned around and left.

"Okay, master. The little monk responded, seeing that Jin Tian had not fully woken up, he had nothing to do and knocked on the wooden fish again, reciting the scriptures in his mouth.

Time flashed and it was a few days.

On this day, after the little monk finished feeding Jin Tian with medicine, his eyelids blinked a few times.

"Have you regained consciousness?" the little monk asked.

Jin Tian wanted to speak, but he couldn't make a sound, and he was unconscious, and his expression was extremely suspicious, and he couldn't help but squirt out a mouthful of dark red blood foam.

"Don't worry, don't worry, you have been poisoned by the dragon's bone erosion, and now the toxin has not all decomposed, and when it is all decomposed, you will be fine, you can hear it, just blink. The little monk hurriedly wiped the blood foam that overflowed from the corner of Jin Tian's mouth.

Jin Tian calmed down under the appeasement of the little monk, and blinked again.

"Then you're resting. As he spoke, the little monk knocked on the wooden fish again and recited the scriptures.

At first, Jin Tian felt that this scripture was obscure and sounded irritating, but after a period of time, he listened to it with a pure heart and few desires, which was very comfortable.

Time passed day by day, and in a blink of an eye, it was more than a year.

On this day, Jin Tian got up with the support of the little monk.

He was surprised to find that he didn't have a trace of divine power in his body.

"How can this be?" Jin Tian asked in disbelief, his eyes full of despair.

"Master Master said that it is already the best result for you to keep the divine root immortal. This is still the result of the master using the Great Dharma to protect your divine roots, otherwise you would have been wiped out long ago. ”

Jin Tian was silent, although his life was saved, but he also became a waste again, which was no different from his loss of spiritual root in the Nether. And this time to make matters worse, he was missing a foot and became a lame man without cultivation.

"Amitabha. Hui Ming's voice was heard in the distance.

"The master is here. ”

Jin Tian limped, walked a few steps, and greeted him: "Master Huiming." ”

"The donor's recovery is not bad, he doesn't dislike the simplicity of this temple, and he will live here in the future. ”

"My repair... ”

"Don't be anxious, don't be in a hurry, everything goes with fate, Amitabha. Hui Ming interrupted Jin Tian's inquiry, and after speaking, he turned to leave.

"The master let you stay. The little monk said happily, I don't know if he was really bored and had someone to accompany him, or Hui Ming broke the precedent and stayed with someone.

Jin Tian looked at Hui Ming's departing back and was silent again.

In the days to come, Jin Tian has been trying to condense his divine power, but no matter how hard he tries, he can't wake up the sleeping divine root, and the little monk still recites sutras every day, eats fasting and recites Buddha.

As the days passed, Jin Tian's impetuous heart gradually settled down, and he seemed to acquiesce.

On this day, he also followed behind the little monk and picked up the wooden fish and knocked it up.

"Knock knock... ”

Unconsciously, it was a few months, under the guidance of the little monk, Jin Tian had been able to chant the scriptures and worship the Buddha, and spent his days holding the scriptures found by the little monk.

Ten years later.

At this time, Jin Tian shaved off his long hair, his bare head was shiny, he was wearing a gray robe, holding Buddha beads, sitting cross-legged in front of the Buddha statue, and chanting words in his mouth.

"Senior brother, your cultivation has all recovered, right?" The little monk felt relieved for Jin Tian, and after ten years of cultivation, he finally recovered.

The reason why the little monk called him a junior disciple was because Jin Tian had already worshiped under Huiming's seat four years ago and had also become a Buddhist disciple.

"Well, it's all recovered. Jin Tian put down the scroll in his hand and stood up, because he was missing the support of one foot, his body was still a little tilted.

"The master said, when he finds the Bodhi fruit, your feet will be restored. ”

"Bodhi fruit is hard to come by, and I'm good at it. Jin Tian didn't care, a smile appeared on his face.

"By the way, let me tell you when the master is leaving, you are the only person in the divine realm who can cultivate the Tao and Buddha, don't be in a hurry with the progress and breakthrough of cultivation, don't mess with yourself, once the two forces can't be fused, you... ”

"I understand. ”

"It's good to understand, what level is the Force now? Another day, we'll learn from each other. The little monk asked curiously.

"Only then did I break through to the second layer. ”

"In just a few years, I have already broken through to the second layer, alas, my senior brother is about to be overtaken. ”

"Senior brother wants to compete, so I don't have to change the day, so what about now? "Jin Tian listened to the little monk to learn, but he also wanted to move his muscles.

"Then let's go to the back mountain. ”

The two entered a bamboo forest in the back mountain together.

The little monk casually held a thin bamboo, his hand shook slightly, the branches and leaves of the thin bamboo fell, a bamboo stick was in his hand, he gestured a few times, and said, "It's just right, where is your weapon?"

Jin Tian also walked in front of a thin bamboo, only to see a dragon scroll rising from the ground, and a bamboo sword gradually took shape in the dragon scroll.

The wind dissipated, the bamboo sword was in hand, and with a gentle wave of his hand, the bamboo sword made a buzzing sound.

"Dragon Descending Stick Method. The little monk snorted lightly, stood up with his feet on the ground, and the bamboo stick in his hand fell from the sky with an afterimage.

At first glance, it looks very ordinary, but when I look at it again, there is a fierce tiger hidden between the remnants of the bamboo stick, which is roaring and biting.

Jin Tian's body didn't move, the bamboo sword in his hand moved, and he saw the bamboo sword rising with the wind and shooting straight out.

The tip of the bamboo sword pointed straight into the afterimage, and the bamboo stick stopped abruptly.

The little monk floated in the air, slightly stunned, with a backhand pump, another stick sweep, between the bamboo stick sweeps, the little monk disappeared abruptly, and reappeared only to see him turn into four people and sweep from different angles with sticks.

Jin Tian actually closed his eyes, stretched forward with a bamboo sword in his hand, and with a slight click, the tip of the sword once again fixed the swept bamboo stick.

The little monk was a little dumbfounded: "How did you find me?"

"It's my turn to attack. ”

When the little monk heard this, he retreated, and the bamboo stick in his hand danced with a tiger.

"Come on. ”

Jin Tian pointed with his hand, and the bamboo sword rose into the air and flew out.

"You're too monotonous. The little monk looked at the bamboo sword that flew towards him, and slashed it with a bamboo stick.

Seeing that the bamboo sword was about to be split with a stick, but it penetrated, the little monk thought that he had made a mistake, and it was another one, but as before, he saw that the bamboo sword was penetrated.

When he was still trying to chop, the bamboo sword was already approaching in front of him.

"Don't want to break my stick. The little monk drew the bamboo stick and returned, and thrust it down, the bamboo stick flashed with golden light, extending a circle of afterimage and shaking, as if a circle of Buddha beads circled around him.

However, in just a moment, the little monk watched as his stick array broke, the phantom returned to one, and the bamboo stick split in two and stood on the ground.

The bamboo sword also stopped on his chest.

"I lost. The little monk looked at the bamboo sword on his chest and said dejectedly.

"Go back, Master is back. ”

The little monk was slightly startled, because he didn't sense that the master had returned.

"Yes, maybe there is good news. ”

Not long after the two returned to the wing, Hui Ming pushed the door and entered.

"Master. The two saluted respectfully.

"Eternal will, eternal life, come here. Hui Ming called the two of them.

This Yongyi is the Dharma name of the little monk, and Eternal Life is the Dharma name after the entry of Jintian.

The two came to Hui Ming.

"This is the Bodhi fruit, eternal life, eat it your feet can be restored, and when you are healed, you can go down the mountain, and in the future, you must not call yourself a Buddhist disciple. ”

"Master?"

"You and I are at the end of our fate, so I don't need to say more. ”

"Master, my junior brother has always been diligent, why can't you stay on the mountain?" asked Yongyi puzzled.

"Yongyi, for the sake of the teacher, I will start the retreat today, and I will leave the affairs on the mountain to you in the future. ”

"Master, I... ”

"Believe in yourself. ”

"Master, you?" Jin Tian's face changed slightly, and while receiving the Bodhi Fruit, Hui Ming's body gradually became illusory.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with the master?" Seeing Hui Ming disappear in front of him, Yongyi was a little at a loss.

Jin Tian shook his head, not knowing what was happening.

"Senior brother, you still eat the Bodhi fruit first, and I'll talk about it over there, master. Yongyi said and left, going to find Huiming.

Jin Tian looked at the Bodhi Fruit in his hand and didn't speak for a long time.

Because the moment he took the Bodhi fruit, he already knew the truth.

It turned out that he was actually killed by Huiming.

Huiming has reached the bottleneck for hundreds of thousands of years, but he has never been able to find a breakthrough. Buddha cultivation is different from Taoist cultivation, Taoist cultivation pays attention to crossing oneself, and only by breaking one's own mind can one go further, Buddha corrects the opposite, but crosses others.

The person who Hui Mingdu is Jintian.

On the day they first met, Hui Ming had already been the one it needed to be robbed until Jintian, so he had been secretly helping.

There are three eons in this crossing, not to help him even if he has survived, but to completely help him through the tribulation.

The first calamity between him and Jin Tian was to help him escape from the pursuit of Jiaolong.

The second tribulation is to help him recover his cultivation, and the third tribulation is also the rarest calamity, which requires the search for the Bodhi Fruit to help Jintian return to normal.

However, although this bodhi fruit was found, Hui Ming was seriously injured and began to retreat.

Hui Ming's fate at this moment was reversed, and it was handed over to Jin Tian, if he gave up the Bodhi fruit and stayed in the mountains, Hui Ming would fail to cross the catastrophe and would definitely die. If he eats the Bodhi fruit and returns to normal, Hui Ming will succeed in the tribulation, but he must cut off his relationship with Hui Ming, or even the entire Jiuhua disciples, otherwise he will be devoured by the demons in his heart.

His hesitation was not because he was unwilling to help Hui Ming survive the catastrophe, but because he was reluctant, and he had no way out but to choose to let go.

"Master, brother. Bye. ”

Jin Tian looked at the Bodhi Fruit in his hand, swallowed it in one gulp, and the moment he swallowed it again, he had completely lost anything to do with it.