"Originally, I thought that my junior brother was an unfathomable spiritual power cultivator, and he would be so young if he was reincarnated and reborn, but as soon as the junior brother opened his mouth to ask about spiritual power cultivation, Lao Qu knew that his junior brother was a cultivator, and Lao Qu was now a spiritual power cultivator who was already in the manifest realm, which was equivalent to the realm of the acquired consummation among the martial artists, and the disciple Huitong Huijing and the two were also in the late stage of the control realm, which was the same as the late stage of the martial artist. I don't dare to say that I retreated, but you easily dissolved it, but the junior brother is a human, not a goblin, even so, what else would it be if you are not a legendary cultivator? The old monk stared at Chen Mo with a smile and said, "Besides, the old man has always remembered the otherworldly temperament of his family before his death, which is no different from his junior brother!" ”

Chen Mo knew that the old monk had lived for more than ninety years, and he was already a human spirit among human spirits, and since he had already recognized his identity as a cultivator, he didn't have to hide it.

"I'm just asking you, how to break through the out-of-body realm of spiritual power!" Chen Mo said indifferently, he didn't want to continue to talk about being a cultivator, and he didn't want the old monk to know too many secrets about himself.

"Amitabha!" The old monk of Wuzen chanted a Buddha name loudly, and then got up from the ground and walked to the wall on the left, where there was an offering table on the wall, but there was a layer of red paper on the wall. Smiling, hands folded, lifelike, especially the pair of black eyes in the portrait, like the stars in the night sky, very clear and bright.

"Plop!" The old monk Wuzen knelt down in front of this portrait, folded his hands, and said in a deep voice to the portrait: "The unfilial disciple Wuzen has visited the teacher for sixty years, and the teacher's teachings are vivid. Today, the disciple finally found a disciple for the master who can inherit the mantle of the master. I also ask Master to know from the spring and rest in peace. ”

Chen Mo, who was sitting not far away, looked a little stunned, and didn't understand what the old monk Wuzen was doing, but he knew that the portrait of the middle-aged monk on the wall was Wuzen's master.

Stared at the portrait. Chen Mo finally understood what Wu Chan was saying that his temperament was similar to his master. Because the eyes of the two are very similar. They are all clear and translucent, and they all give people a dusty temperament.

Next, Chen Mo was still to come. I saw that the monk Wuzen put the incense burner on the offering table with both hands together, and with a bang, the old monk Wuzen lifted the painting on the wall, revealing a space the size of a brick, took out a light blue thread-bound book from it, and then turned back to Chen Mo and shouted: "Senior brother, the old man took the master to accept the apprentice today, and I hope that the junior brother will come over to pay tribute to the master!" ”

Chen Mo thought about it, if the old monk in the painting was alive, he should be more than a hundred years old, or even more than two hundred years old, and seeing that Wu Chan might pass on the mantle similar to the monk in the painting to himself for a while, Chen Mo felt that it would be okay to worship him.

"I can tell you well, bye bye, I don't know how to shave my hair and really be a monk!" Chen Mo looked at the old monk Wuzen with a vigilant expression.

Originally, because of facing the portrait of the first teacher, the old monk Wuzen was a little sad for a while, but he couldn't help crying and laughing because of Chen Mo's words, and nodded again and again.

Chen Mo bowed three times in front of the portrait of the monk Master Wuzen, which is considered to have completed the etiquette of an apprenticeship, Chen Mo was a little speechless for his master, at the beginning Yuanyang Zhenren left a Taoist book, saying that whoever got it was his descendant disciple, and now this is another monk, the common point is that both of them are dead.

"This is our master's inheritance of the Eight Treasures Glazed Golden Body Method, is a cultivation classic, which records many of the master's notes, when the master passed away, he entrusted the old man, if you see a person who cultivates the truth in the future, as long as the character is not bad, you can inherit his old mantle!" Monk Wuzen solemnly handed the light blue thread-bound book to Chen Mo and said, "Right now, Lao Wei has finally completed this mission. ”

"I just want to know how to break through the spiritual power out of the body, how to use the spiritual power to attack......" Chen Mo was speechless, his ancestral cultivation method is already very strong, Yuanyang Zhenren's cultivation method is compared with his ancestral exercises, it is simply scum, but Yuanyang Zhenren's Taoist books have a lot of cultivation experience, so he has also gained a lot of knowledge, and now this old monk has given him a book of cultivation exercises, Chen Mo feels that no matter how good it is, it is not as good as his ancestor.

"Senior brother, don't worry, this Eight Treasures Glazed Golden Body Method is the supreme method, non-cultivators can't succeed in cultivating, although the old man doesn't know what realm the junior brother is now, but I think it should be on the foundation, if you can cultivate this exercise, you will be able to go further!" The old monk almost forcibly threw the thread-bound book into Chen Mo's hand, and a chrysanthemum-like smile bloomed on his thin old face, "Amitabha, the things that have been pressed in the heart of the old man for more than sixty years have finally come to an end today, junior brother, now you and I are really in a real brother-in-law relationship, and the old man will help you to reach the out-of-body realm you want to step into!" ”

"God is the form, the meaning is the thought, the form and the thought are one, the yin and yang are coordinated, junior brother, don't resist the spiritual power of the old man, just open your upper dantian and relax your mind!" The old monk's small eyes suddenly emitted bursts of essence, staring at Chen Mo's eyes, and shouted brightly: "The opportunity for movement and stillness, lies in yin and yang, and it always returns to the gods, and the gods gather in one go, open and open, open for the old man!" ”

In the invisible air, I saw the waves of air rolling, and the eyes of the old monk could almost be said to be blooming with divine light, like two suns, making it impossible to look directly.

Chen Mo only felt a huge amount of spiritual energy rushing in frantically along his eyes, directly into the upper dantian, he was originally going to use the true yuan to clear out this spiritual energy that did not belong to him at the first time, but after listening to the words of the old monk, he hesitated, just at this moment, he only felt that the entire upper dantian seemed to be ignited by flames, blazing pain, but in the next second, he only felt a buzz, and the whole brain was indescribably comfortable. The scenes in the room seem to be in my head, and this feeling is like the effect of exerting my divine sense.

"Out of body, out of body?" Chen Mo felt that his eyes were closed, but a pair of 360-degree eyes had formed inside his brain, which could clearly see things from any angle around his body, and unlike his divine consciousness, his divine consciousness could transmit all the scenes within a radius of several hundred meters to his brain in an instant, while although he could not see a radius of several hundred meters outside his body, he could not see a radius of several hundred meters, but he was within a radius of ten meters around his body. Any angle. It can be seen in detail, and it is very casual, and it does not need to consume a lot of mental power like divine consciousness.

"Ahem!" The old monk Wuzen turned pale, opened his mouth and vomited blood twice in a row. The whole person looked extremely weak. It was more serious than the last night after he was injured in the Illusion World Realm by using the Heavenly Eye.

Chen Mo couldn't help but open his eyes. The strange feeling in his mind disappeared suddenly, but he felt that his brain was abnormally awake and silently felt it. The spiritual power in the upper dantian has shrunk by half, but its purity is stronger than before, and he seems to feel that a spiritual meridian has formed in his brain, as long as his mind moves, the spiritual power will enter those small meridians along the upper dantian, and in an instant, he will enter the feeling of being out of the body.

Not caring too much about experiencing the magic of the out-of-body realm, Chen Mo hurriedly shouted at the treasure devouring rat: "Go and get two pieces of ice crystal grass!" ”

The treasure eater swooped and slipped away.

Chen Mo put his hands on the old monk's back, sending true yuan into his body, wanting to treat the old monk's injuries.

"It's useless!" The old monk Wuzen stretched out his hand and grabbed Chen Mo's hands, and a smile like a chrysanthemum welled up on his thin face, "Lao Qu Yang has not much life, the junior brother doesn't have to waste the precious true yuan on the old man, the old man has been struggling to seek the cultivator all his life, if he hadn't seen the incredible magic power of the family teacher, the old man even thought that the cultivator was a non-existent thing, and finally asked the old man to find the junior brother, please forgive the old man for being brazen and having to take the teacher and take the apprentice!" ”

"Why are you talking so much, if you know that you are risking your life to help me break through the realm of spiritual power, why don't I need you!" Chen Mo was a little annoyed, he knew that the old monk of the Dao Dao had a purpose in recognizing him as a junior disciple, but he also had a purpose, the two hit it off, and no one owed anyone, but now the old monk actually spent a lot of mental power to help him break through the out-of-body realm, in any case, this is a big favor, if the old monk dies, then he owes the entire Zhenlong Temple a great favor, and the favor is not enough, it is difficult to pay back a little blood, but how can the favor of the dead be repaid? In the future, whenever he thinks that the old monk died because he helped him break through the realm of spiritual power, how thick will Chen Mo be without a sense of shame? Over time, this will form a demon in his heart, which will be extremely detrimental to his future cultivation.

"Ha Luha, junior brother doesn't have to feel guilty, Lao Wei won't be able to die for a while!" The old monk is so good, he saw through Chen Mo's mind at a glance, and said with a faint smile: "Lao Qu is a dying person, besides, at this age, he has lived enough, and he originally hoped to be reincarnated and reborn, but Lao Qu Master was unsuccessful back then, Lao Qu now thinks about it, the probability of taking away and being reborn is only one percent, that's it, it's just that, the monk pays attention to a good word, why bother to destroy a life when he is dying, there is no hope of rebirth, this spiritual power is useless, it is better to use it to help the junior brother, it is also a good deed, I believe that after the death of the old man, he went to the underworld, and the king of Hades should also sentence me to go to the Western Elysium realm, hahaha. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't want to owe favors to anyone, hurry up, what do you want me to help you!" Chen Mo and the old monk are not related, and they almost took the old monk's life, the two have only known each other for two days, so he doesn't believe that the old monk is so bloody to help him in order not to waste the spiritual power of the dying body.

"Amitabha, junior brother, how can you think of being a brother like this!" The old monk smiled lightly, and when he saw that Chen Mo was about to get up and leave, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "The old man has something to ask for, and I hope that the junior brother will be able to help one or two at that time!" ”

"Say!" Chen Mo thought about it, if the old monk Lion opened his mouth and directly didn't care whether he lived or died, anyway, he was helping himself for another purpose, rather than selfless dedication, and he would not feel ashamed when he thought of this in the future, let alone have demons in his heart.

"Lao Qu just told his junior brother, Lao Qu is going to die, with Lao Qu's body, he can't live for two years at most, plus he has spent a lot of mental power in these two days, and it is already good to live for a year, Lao Ge hopes to be reborn, and I hope that my junior brother will help me!" The old monk Wuzen smiled bitterly, and finally said the true thoughts in his heart.

"You old fellow, you are doing everything possible to sell me a favor, just so that I can help you be reborn, didn't you just say that there is no hope of rebirth, and if you kill a life when you die, it is not in line with the morality of the monks?" Chen Mo sneered: "Why did you change your mind after a while!" ”

The old monk Wuzen twisted his head hard towards Chen Mo, stared at Chen Mo's black eyes, and said softly for a moment: "Ants are still greedy for life, let alone people?" (To be continued......)