Chapter Seventy-One: Don't Look at Me, I Don't Want to Die Yet
Liu Bi rolled his eyes depressedly, and said dissatisfiedly: "Go and take a bath!" ”
Wang Zhi was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look around, and found that there were pitch-black fragments on the ground, even on his body and clothes, and there was an extremely disgusting smell. He himself couldn't help but retch, and then he hurriedly got up and rushed into the toilet.
He quickly took off his clothes in the toilet, and looked at the wild ghost crawling out of the ditch in the mirror, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then looked carefully, only to find that those places without black scabs, the skin was better than before, whiter, he couldn't help but raise his hand to touch it, this touch, those black armor kept cracking over, and fell down in a hurry.
Coming out of the toilet, Wang Zhi's whole person became different. Of course, it's not that his appearance has changed, he still has the same ordinary face, or the same short flat head, or the same ugly white shirt and black pants, and a pair of deformed leather shoes underneath.
But he is indeed different from before, his skin is whiter and more tender, mainly because he no longer gives people the old earthy look that he used to give people covered in dirt, although he is not well dressed, but at least he gives people a relatively clean feeling.
Liu Bi was already sitting on the sofa, Zheng Likai was quietly floating behind him, as for Qian Jia, he still refused to come out of the kitchen, still holding the pot and the whip, and secretly stuck out an explosive head at the door of the kitchen, wanting to see the situation in the living room.
Liu Bi nodded with satisfaction and said, "Sit." ”
Wang Zhi is used to it now, and he doesn't know what politeness is, so he sat on the sofa and said, "Boss, am I a master now?" ”
"Superior? It depends on who comes to see it, if it's an ordinary person, you may barely be counted, if I do, you're still an ant. ”
The corners of Wang Zhi's mouth twitched twice in disappointment, and his originally confident face immediately dimmed and said, "So, did I see that whirlpool what you said?" ”
This logic, this language, the muscles on Liu Bi's face couldn't help jumping twice, it seems that if it weren't for his good concentration, maybe he would jump up and slap this pig's head flat.
He took a deep breath and said, "That vortex you see is the origin of my Supreme Sect, the cultivation of the Netherworld Heart Sutra, it is the origin!" He repeated it with a strong tone, hoping that the idiot would remember what he was cultivating, and then continued: "In the cultivation of the Orient, Taoism cultivates Jindan, Buddhism practices Bodhi, and Wushan forges witch bones, all of which have their own different cultivation methods, as well as ways and places to store essence. In the early stage, although each family has its own strengths, they are all similar, they all absorb the aura of heaven and earth and store it in the body, and the difference in the later stage is huge. ”
Wang Zhi was already dizzy, and he was about to fall asleep, he squinted his eyes, pretending to listen carefully to Liu Bi's preaching, but his mind was already a mess, he really understood, less than one percent, but he felt that everyone cultivated, but the things they practiced were not the same.
Liu Bi was also accustomed to Wang Zhi's tofu scum brain, and continued indifferently: "When the origin cultivation reaches the later stage, the heaven and earth can be chaotically opened, and the true source can be opened in the source, and when the time comes, the cultivator can no longer absorb the spiritual energy from the outside world, but from the true source, because what the true source is connected to is the chaotic void, and the spiritual energy that comes out of it is the most primitive innate spiritual energy." ”
Wang Zhi raised his hand weakly and scratched his head to show that he was thinking, and at the same time said that he didn't understand thinking very much, but he also felt that it didn't seem good to listen like such a fool, he should always say something, at least to show that he was really listening, so he thought about it for a while and asked, "That, when will the true source be there?" ”
Liu Bi smiled lightly and said: "When the true source opens, the cause and effect will be broken, and then the heavens and the earth will not allow it, so we can only survive the thunder tribulation and ascend to all walks of life." ”
Wang Zhi was dumbfounded, this question he didn't understand, he got more things he didn't understand, he understood, if he didn't understand, it was better to ask less, otherwise the more you asked, the more you didn't understand.
Wang Zhi didn't ask, and Liu Bi didn't bother to say it, he raised his hand and waved, "It's your turn." ”
This sentence was inexplicable, Wang Zhi thought that he was letting himself speak, and looked at Liu Bi blankly, and when he didn't know what to say, Zheng Likai, who had been floating behind Liu Bi, floated over from behind the sofa, first bent over Liu Bi, and then nodded at Wang Zhi, and then said slowly: "Feng Xianye's appointment, from today onwards, I will systematically teach you the knowledge of cultivating truth, and I can be regarded as your teacher." ”
Wang Zhi understood this time, after all, this sentence was simple enough, but he was still stupid, because it was Zheng Likai who said this, not Liu Bi. He frowned, looked Zheng Likai up and down carefully, and said, "What's wrong with you?" How did you become like a living person, and I already had a teacher, how could I ask you to be it. ”
Zheng Likai said apologetically: "Little ghost, these things of mine were all given by the Immortal Master, and the Immortal Master was worried that you had problems with your cultivation, so he specially helped me." ”
"What questions can I have?" Wang Zhi replied without a clue.
Liu Bi leaned coldly on the sofa and said: "Your brain is too stupid, people are too lazy, you are greedy for life and afraid of death, and you have no willpower!" There is no self-control. So I let this little ghost urge you, and besides, can you still find your master? I would like to meet this man, but I don't know who he is. ”
Wang Zhi was speechless, it turned out that Liu Bi's evaluation of himself was like this, after listening to it, he felt that the most useless thing in the world seemed to be himself, if he added Qian Jia's comments, it seemed that he had no other use except for eating.
At this time, Qian Jia hummed softly at the door of the kitchen: "To let the old ghost control him, that's a dream!" The old man is a good bully at first glance! ”
The "two" ghost turned their heads to look at the explosive head stretched out by Qian Jia, and then looked back at each other, feeling that a common opinion was quickly formed, that is: Zheng Likai really can't control Wang Zhi. Let's not mention that Zheng Likai originally felt indebted to Wang Zhi, and he didn't look like a strict teacher like an old ghost.
Liu Bi nodded approvingly, then picked up the soul plate from the sofa and looked at it, and then turned his gaze to Qian Jia.
Qian Jia immediately panicked, and immediately raised the frying pan and whip in his hand to the front of his head to block it: "Don't look at me, I don't want to die yet!" ”
But Liu Bi didn't wait for her to continue talking, and shook the soul plate in his hand, Qian Jia turned into a wisp of white smoke in a scream that seemed to resist violence, and then the frying pan and whip fell to the ground, and the frying pan made a clanging sound at the same time, and flew lightly into the red ** domain of the soul fixing plate.
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