A bowl of clear porridge, cold dishes and pickles, two steamed buns, breakfast is very simple, and Chen Mo eats it with relish.

"Amitabha!" The old monk Wuzen suffered a heavy mental blow last night, even after a night of meditation, but the spirit is still relatively sluggish, so that it gives people a weak and sick appearance, after the two little novices put down the dishes and chopsticks, the old monk Wuzen said to Hui Channel: "Go and find Huijing, Huihai, and Huicong." ”

"Yes!" Huitong folded his hands and said respectfully.

"Senior brother called me here, of course, it's not as simple as having breakfast, right?" Chen Mo was wearing a yellow monk's robe, his hair was broken, and he looked like a little monk, but he opened his mouth to call an old monk with white eyebrows as a senior brother, which always gave people a funny feeling.

The old monk Wuzen smiled and said to Chen Mo: "Senior brother doesn't know, the old man wants the disciples to see you, the uncle!" ”

For Chen Mo to be so young, the old monk Wuzen was also very surprised, but he also knew that the world of Lu Dao was so big, there were no surprises, who knew if the immature boy in front of Lu Dao was a person who was reborn by an old guy with strong mental strength?

If the old monk Wuzen was a martial artist, he would definitely not think so, but he is a spiritual power cultivator, once his life span is approaching, he is bound to be reborn, otherwise how to become a Buddha.

So the old monk Wuzen was also very calm about Chen Mo's appearance.

Chen Mo decided to stay in Zhenlong Temple for a few more days, although the treasure devouring rat also cultivates spiritual power, but it is not systematic, it is very complicated, and his understanding of spiritual power is far inferior to that of the old monk Wuzen.

Chen Mo used to only think that spiritual power was an ordinary consumable, which was used to open the Heavenly Eye and the consumption of divine consciousness. But last night, I saw the old monk Wu Chan launch a spiritual power fantasy attack, which made him feel like a spell in a novel and TV, although he can use the eye of the sky to launch a divine thunder to shatter the illusion, but this attack is very passive, only when a spiritual power cultivator attacks you, the eye of the sky will launch a divine thunder, and usually it can't take the initiative to launch a divine thunder.

Chen Mo didn't want to encounter a spiritual martial artist in the future, let the other party attack first, he was in a passive defense, if he could learn the spiritual power illusion attack. With the words of the Heavenly Eye Thunder. Wouldn't it be better to have both offense and defense like that?

After a while, Huitong led three monks in.

Chen Mo squinted his eyes and scanned it, and found that the four monks had different shapes. But the youngest Huijing is already in his forties. The eldest of them all, an old monk, seems to be in his early sixties, to say the least.

"Huijing. Huihai, Huicong, don't kneel down to meet Uncle Shi yet! The old monk Wuzen shouted at the three monks except for the monk Huitong.

Huijing didn't know about the relationship between the old monk Wuzen and Chen Mo last night. Even he didn't recognize Chen Molai, after all, it was too dark last night, and then he was knocked unconscious, and after waking up, he was in the meditation room of the temple, and when he saw Huitong out of the room, he couldn't help but be surprised, and hurriedly asked how the master was, Huitong briefly told the things of last night, Huijing couldn't help but be surprised, but still followed.

Huihai and HC are both about sixty years old, and the two of them looked at each other, secretly saying that they can be the grandfather of this young man at their age, do they still want to kneel down for him? But the master's order is here, and the two of them dare not disobey it.

"The disciple has seen Uncle Shi!" The three of them knelt on the ground very reluctantly, and saluted Chen Mo with their hands folded.

To tell the truth, Chen Mo was very awkward to be kneeling on the ground by three uncle-level monks and shouting his uncle, but he couldn't kneel down and return the salute, so he simply accepted it calmly, took out four lower grade yuan stones from the pocket in his arms, and said lightly: "Get up, meet for the first time, I don't have any meeting gifts as an uncle, there are four energy stones here, and the four of you are divided!" Chen Mo likes to carry ten lower-grade Yuan Stones with him, he knows that the cultivators in the current world are basically extinct, and the title of Yuan Stone is only known to him, and the martial artists like to call it Energy Stone.

"Heaven and Earth Yuan Stone!" To Chen Mo's slight surprise, the old monk Wuzen actually called out the nickname Yuanshi, and with surprise on his old face, he shouted at the four disciples: "I haven't thanked your uncle yet!" ”

The four great monks took it with the same surprise at the moment, and after confirming that it was the Heaven and Earth Yuan Stone, they repeated the Amitabha Buddha and expressed their gratitude to Chen Mo, feeling that this new uncle was really generous and bold.

"Lao Qu has thanked his junior brother for a few disciples here, don't hide it from his junior brother, among the four disciples of Lao Qu, Huitong Huijing is a spiritual power cultivator, and Hui Hai and Hui Cong are internal force martial artists, both of them have reached the peak state of first-class martial artists, but it is a pity that Lao Qu has only studied book knowledge for internal force in his life, and he can't give them a good guide, so he delayed them, and now the heaven and earth yuan stone rewarded by his junior brother, presumably after the two of them absorb it, they will be able to break through to the acquired realm in the near future, Why don't you two hurry up and thank Uncle Shi again! The last sentence of the old monk Wuzen was to preach to the two monks who were about sixty years old.

Huihai and Huicong had no choice but to thank Chen Mo again, and then they got the permission of the old monk Wuzen to leave the meditation room.

"This is obviously a power stone, why does Senior Brother call it the Heaven and Earth Yuan Stone?" Chen Mo took out another piece of low-grade Yuan Stone the size of a fingernail, and deliberately pretended not to understand and asked the Wuzen monk.

The old monk Wuzen smiled, and a hint of playfulness appeared in the old man's eyes and said: "Why do you knowingly ask, this thing was originally called the Heaven and Earth Yuan Stone, which is full of Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and absorption can enhance internal force or spiritual power, but after being developed and utilized by the state in recent decades, the name was changed and called the Power Stone. ”

"Oh!" Chen Mo showed a sudden expression and said, "I really don't understand yet, but let's open the skylight and say something bright, when will you teach me the method of mental power attack?" ”

"No hurry!" The old monk stretched out his hand with a smile, picked up the teapot placed on the side, poured a cup of tea, handed it to Chen Mo, and said: "The old man was seriously injured last night, although he didn't hurt his internal organs, but he also spent a lot of mental power, as short as three or five days, as long as half a month, after the old man recovered, he will definitely teach everything to the junior brother, and the senior brother will not be disappointed!" ”

"With it?" Chen Mo put the lower grade yuan stone in front of the old monk.

The old monk picked it up with a smile. Put your palms together and say: "Amitabha, with the Heaven and Earth Yuan Stone, Lao Gu's injury will naturally recover faster, but it will take two or three days." ”

"Really?" Chen Mo looked at the old monk and kicked his nose a little, smiled faintly, and didn't speak, just stretched out his hands flat and shook them gently, "Boom!" "How long will it take now?" ”

"Mida Buddha ......" the old monk lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to the eyes. "One day." One day, junior brother, we are all civilized people, do not use violence! He said. A compassionate expression.

"For what. I always feel that you are an old monk who is quite improper! Chen Mo blinked. Wu Chan gave him the feeling that he did not have the solemnity and great virtue of a monk, but was a little timid and afraid of things and bullying the soft and afraid of the hard.

"Uh......" the old monk muttered, "What is seriousness?" ”

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you!" Chen Mo got up, patted his butt and said, "I'll come back to you tomorrow morning!" ”

Seeing Chen Mo's figure disappear at the door. The corners of the old monk Wuzen's mouth hooked up a mysterious smile, "Senior brother, senior brother, you can't escape from the palm of the old man!" ”

Time flickered, and the next day Chen Mo came to the old monk's room again, and obviously felt that the old monk's complexion was ruddy, much better than yesterday, and the one crawling on his shoulder was the treasure devouring mouse, after the refining of the ice crystal grass, the appearance of the treasure devouring rat was more pure and white, and it faintly gave people a holy momentum.

"Bald donkey!" The treasure devouring rat stood on Chen Mo's shoulder, and sent out a mental fluctuation at the old monk Wuzen who was kneeling on the yellow futon, "This king is here to supervise you today, hmph, if my master asks you something, if you dare not answer, Hugh blames this king for biting off your old cock!" ”

"Mida Buddha!" The old monk of Wuzen muttered in a frustrated voice, pointed to a clean futon on the ground, and said to Chen Mo with an indifferent face: "Senior brother, please take a seat!" ”

Chen Mo sat down cross-legged, calmly looked at the old monk Wuzen and said, "Can I ask you a question today?" ”

"As long as it's about spiritual power, junior brother just speaks, I know everything!" The old monk Wuzen said with a smile.

"Let me ask, my upper dantian has been opened up, and my spiritual power is now saturated, and at the same time, the spiritual power cultivation method is also operating according to the out-of-body realm, but for what, I can't break through to the out-of-body realm for a long time?" Chen Mo took this opportunity to tell all the questions he didn't understand in terms of spiritual power, and believed that the level of the old monk was much stronger than that of the treasure devouring rat.

"Mr. Mouse, your spiritual power is in the realm of transportation, how did you break through to the out-of-body in the first place?" The old monk Wuzen did not answer Chen Mo's question immediately, but turned his head to ask the treasure devouring rat, he knew that the Dao treasure devouring rat could understand his speech, and also gave Chen Mo a face, and did not call it a demon rat or something like that.

"I don't know what to do!" The treasure devouring rat let out a snorting spiritual fluctuation, "I was born to open up the state of spiritual power dantian, and then I operated my spiritual power according to the out-of-body spiritual power mental method, and then I went out of my body." But my situation does not correspond to that of my master. ”

Monk Wuzen nodded solemnly and said to Chen Mo: "Senior brother, how do you cultivators call the true yuan?" ”

Chen Mo immediately said with an expression of incomprehension: "What cultivator? ”

"Hahaha!" The old monk of Wuzen said with a smile: "If the junior brother is not a cultivator, how can he use the eyes of heaven to penetrate the Buddha Linfan of the three old masters and apprentices?" There are strange people in heaven and earth, one is called a qi practitioner, also known as a cultivator, one is a martial artist, and the other is a spiritual power cultivator. Warriors, strong and healthy, flying eaves and walls, opening steles and cracking stones. Spiritual cultivators, the soul is out of the body, in an instant, immortal and immortal. One hundred and twenty years ago, the vitality of heaven and earth was sharply thinned, and it has been scarce for a hundred years, and the qi practitioners could not survive, all of them were missing, only the martial artists and spiritual power cultivators passed down, and now the qi practitioners have long been in the legend and no longer exist, if it weren't for the time when the old man lived more often, and the old man's master used to be a qi practitioner, how could he see through the true body of the junior brother! ”

The murderous intent condensed in Chen Mo's heart for a moment gradually dissipated with the old monk's tirade. (To be continued......)