"It's okay now, it can be regarded as revenge for Baozi. Red Sleeves stroked Baozi's head, and Baozi smiled happily.

"Senior brother, why didn't I see Zi Putao's soul?"

"Once the person who practices the flying head descending uses it, the soul is used to drive the skull, and the death of the head also means that the soul is lost. Yutang explained.

Two hours later at the city hospital.

"You're a family member of the patient, the patient's hands are fine, just apply some burn cream, you can get him out of the wheelchair. The doctor checked Wen Jia's hand in a wheelchair, explained a few words and left.

Wen Jia had a lot of blisters on the backs of her hands, which was extremely terrifying for people with dense phobias.

"Senior brother, I think it's time for you to practice your martial arts now, so that you can not only temper your body, but also strengthen your soul. This will not work. If you have martial arts cultivation, you can subdue demons and eliminate demons even without spells. Long Er said as he pushed his wheelchair out.

"Senior sister, you see that I am disabled now, can I wait?" Although Wen Jia doesn't know what martial arts are, she can still not move for this lazy thing, why are you so tired? Anyway, there are Sister Red Sleeves and Senior Sister.

"No, anyway, if you want to send the buns back to the master, you should listen to the master honestly!"

"What do you mean... I want to be by Master's side?" Wen Jia almost got up from her wheelchair.

"Yes, but not necessarily. Look at the mood of the old man. ”

"Ah, sister, don't scare me! Let me live there, I'll go crazy." Wen Jia was about to cry at this time. That broken Taoist temple is treated by people.

The police solved a serial homicide case, and although the murderer was left with a charred-like torso, he was recognized by the citizens.

When Wen's father and mother accompanied their son wrapped in gauze to the police station to receive the pennant, they were full of pride. But in their hearts, they don't want their son to get a pennant for righteousness and bravery, after all, there is only one son in the family.

Time passed quickly, and Wen Jia's hand was almost fine, leaving an ugly scar on the originally smooth back of the hand.

"Senior sister, are we really going to send the buns back, and then I'll stay there?" Wen Jia looked at the senior sister pitifully while holding the buns.

"The buns must be sent back, but I don't know if you will stay with the master. Long Er was packing up the bun's toys while talking to Wen Jia.

"Then Senior Sister, if I stay with Master, then you and Sister Redsleeve will have to take care of yourself. Then I went to see my parents if I had nothing to do, and every month Brother Feng would remit the proceeds from the bar to my card, and I kept the card. Then ......" Wen Jia was about to continue, and Long Er glared at him directly.

"It's not going to die, why are you going to explain the aftermath! Now I don't know what Master thinks, maybe you want to keep Master and won't let you stay!" Long Er said angrily

"I'm sick, I want to stay there. Wen Jia was also a little indignant.

"Hehe, you will want to stay, if you want to live forever, if you want to cross the void, if you want to be invincible, you will choose to stay there!"

Wen Jia listened to Long'er's words at this moment, and her heart set off a storm. Immortality? Crossing the void? Immunity from all diseases? Isn't this the plot of a novel about cultivating immortals? Is this really true?

Wen Jia is excited! 100 reluctance suddenly turned into 1000 I do!

Wen Jia came to the front of Master's wooden box with three cigarettes: "Master, Master, quickly manifest your spirit!"

A gust of wind blew, and the phantom of the immortal on the jade peak appeared in front of Wen Jia: "What are you looking for me for?"

Wen Jia bowed deeply: "Master, I want to practice martial arts. But I don't know how long it will take. ”

The Immortal on the Jade Peak stroked his beard and said, "Forever!

After hearing this, Wen Jia scolded Long'er in her heart, and the individual was incomplete. It's endless! Won't you come back to the Taoist temple?

Yufeng Shangxian saw that Wen Jia didn't speak and continued: "The so-called martial arts cultivation is continuous improvement, so it is endless, but if you want, you can learn my Dao Sect Mind Method and Dao Sect Martial Law at the same time." ”

"Then Master, I ......"

"Okay, that's it, you quickly send that little guy to me, and pass on a set of Buddha-figure Dao Sect Heart Secret Techniques for the teacher, and at the same time help you refine your physical body. I've got something to do, see you later. After saying that, the Jade Peak Immortal disappeared.

Wen Jia was stunned in place: "I haven't agreed yet, why is he so decided? Is there any human rights?"

Before leaving, Wen Jia first went to his parents to resign, saying that he and Boss Lu were going to work in other places for a few years, and of course they would often come back to visit the second elder.

Then he had a meeting with Brother Feng, Boss Lu, and Yudan, saying that he wanted to travel all over the world with his master, and let them take care of Sister Red Sleeves and Long'er.

After everything was explained, Wen Jia carried a small coffin with a bun on her back, took some changes of clothes, and came to Jingang.

Wen Jia bought a lot of delicious food in the town, and then went to visit Situ Jianye, but unfortunately Situ Jianye was not at home, so he left a gift and left. Before leaving, he also talked to Situ Jianye on the phone, but only said that he was passing by Jingang so he came to see him.

Wen Jia dragged his heavy steps into the Taoist temple, put three cigarettes in front of the clay statue, and then knelt in front of the clay statue and waited for the appearance of the immortal on the jade peak.

I have to say that this time Wen Jia really made a lot of determination and was ready to practice penance for many years in this poor mountainous area.

"You're here?" the phantom of the immortal on the jade peak appeared.

"Yes, Master. After Wen Jia finished speaking, she took out the small coffin of the bun from her backpack. As soon as the immortal on the jade peak waved his hand, the door of the Taoist temple was closed.

Baozi poked his head out of the coffin, and when he saw the Yufeng Shangxian, he happily ran to the Yufeng Shangxian. Yufeng Shangxian hugged the bun and asked happily: "Little guy, do you miss the master?" The bun replied obediently: "Yes, yes, I think about the master every day." ”

Yufeng Shangxian touched the little head of the bun: "You go to play first, and you want to talk to your senior brother for the sake of the teacher." With that, he put the bun on the ground.

"Master, I'm going to the village now to buy a bed and bedding. From today onwards, I, Wen Jia, would like to follow Master in penance. After saying that, he turned around to leave.