"Hey, hey!" Chen Mo Senran sneered: "Aren't you afraid that I will turn my face and not recognize people now?" ”

The old monk Wuzen forced a smile on his face and said: "Senior brother is definitely not that kind of person, the old man can still see his own eyesight, and the senior brother is a good person at a glance!" ”

Chen Mo got up, ignored the old monk of Wuzen, walked towards the door, and said lightly: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, I'm really not good!" ”

The old monk Wuzen panicked, he tried his best and spent a lot of mental energy to help Chen Mo, isn't it just to let him receive a favor, and then repay himself, in order to avoid embarrassment between each other, he also shamelessly worshiped Chen Mo as his junior brother, and even passed the master's deathbed book of the Eight Treasures Glazed Golden Body Method to Chen Mo, although that exercise is similar to waste paper in his hands, but this book is definitely a treasure for cultivators, so that unless Chen Mo is an ungrateful villain, he will definitely not refuse his request.

The old monk Wuzen was also forced to do so, his limit was approaching, and the only reborn spirit beast he liked was taken away by Chen Mo, let's fight, he was killed by someone the night before yesterday and half died, originally he was not hopeful, and he was ready to die the night before yesterday, but Chen Mo did not kill him, and he did not take away the magic weapon on the spot, this made the old monk decide immediately, and the dead skin and face were related to Chen Mo, for today's moment, but Chen Mo actually didn't agree, turned his face and didn't recognize people, the old monk's heart was broken, and it was broken, it's like losing your wife and losing your soldiers.

After Chen Mo broke through the out-of-body experience, he was really a little moved by the old monk's behavior. If the two of them have been together for a long time, they are familiar with each other, and there is such a favor, Chen Mo may swear on the spot that he will definitely help the old monk fulfill his wishes, but the two have only known each other for two days, and they have no relatives and no reason, the old monk will help him like this, he must have a plan, and Chen Mo's original touch will be gone.

However, hearing the old monk's request that he still wanted to be reborn and continue to practice spiritual power, Chen Mo categorically refused. It's obvious. The old monk hit the idea of the big fish in Feilong Lake, the big fish was Chen Mo's treasure, all of them were treasures, and they were kept in captivity. Scrape two fish scales later. Put some fish blood. It is also very good to cut a piece of fish or something to replenish the body, if the soul is taken up by the old monk, not to mention that it is unfair to the golden carp itself. It was Chen Mo who thought that when the time came, it would be the blood of the old monk and the meat of the old monk, and he was disgusted when he thought about it.

"Master!" The Treasure Eater scurried into the house, holding two pieces of ice crystal grass on its little paws.

"If you don't give it to the old monk, you'll blame him for being blind!" Chen Mo motioned for the treasure devouring rat to go back the way it came.

The treasure devouring mouse was stunned for a moment, glanced at the old monk Wuzen who was weak and dying, scratched the rat's head with one paw, confused, could it be that the old guy had just made the master unhappy?

"Amitabha!" The old monk's voice was slightly weak: "Senior brother, don't you really want to see death and not save you, a brother for one day, a brother for a lifetime, the old man is not thin on you!" ”

"Roll the calves!" Chen Mo turned his head and shouted: "It's useless to talk to me, if you want to beat my big fish, don't even dream about it!" As he spoke, he said to the treasure devouring rat: "The old guy handed it over to you, whether it is a chrysanthemum explosion or drinking blood, you can do it yourself, by the way, don't forget to torture the mental power attack method, that is more important." ”

"Hey, hey!" The treasure devouring rat handed over the two pieces of ice crystal grass to Chen Mo, and then the two little paws pinched the small waist, the mouse's face was full of silver smiles, he moved his short and sturdy calves, shook his little tail, and walked towards the old monk step by step, letting out a shrill laugh as he walked, and an invisible spiritual power fluctuation came out, "Old monk, did you hear my master's words, hurry up and obey me, otherwise, hum!" ”

The old monk was like a helpless lost girl, and howled dryly: "Help! ”

A person flashed in at the door, the fat monk Huitong, heard the master's hoarse shout, he rushed over as soon as possible, and saw the old monk looking embarrassed and weak, and said to Chen Mo with a surprised expression on his fat face: "Uncle, what's wrong with my master?" ”

"What's wrong? Stealing chickens doesn't make you lose rice! Chen Mo chuckled: "What should you be busy with, it's none of your business here!" ”

"Uncle Shi, this ......" Huitong just received Chen Mo's meeting gift, and he admired Chen Mo's strength in his soul, and he didn't dare to resist Chen Mo's words, but he saw a pure white glossy little mouse walking towards his master step by step, as if it was unfavorable to him, so he hesitated: "That, poor monk ......"

"Poor sister, get out!" Chen Mo stared at him, thinking that Lao Tzu gave you that piece of inferior Yuan Shi Bai just now, and he didn't even listen to my words.

Beads of sweat appeared on Huitong's fat head all of a sudden, he was afraid that Chen Mo would be angry, so he hesitated for a moment, and then cautiously said to Chen Mo: "Then, you, you ...... gentle."

Chen Mo's face was black, he suspected that Huitong's Chinese must have been taught by a math teacher, and he didn't even know the basic expressions.

Huitong was a little panicked by Chen Mo, panicked and said that, regretted it after saying it, and then withdrew with a ashamed face.

"Senior brother, you can't treat the old man like this, the old man doesn't want to die, the old man is dead and the stinky bull's nose is cheap, the old man's teacher, ah, you demon rat, don't want the dog to fight the human power, the old man and my junior brother are just joking, you dare to bite the old man, wow, you still bite, angry old man,, the old man is wrong, junior brother, the old man is wrong, the old man should not calculate you!" The old monk Wuzen let out a ghost crying wolf howl, but fortunately this is in the backyard of Zhenlong Temple, and the sound insulation effect of the abbot's meditation room is still good, the sound of the outside world is very weak, as long as it is not close to the close, it is basically inaudible.

Seeing that Wu Chan was a well-known monk outside, shouting at the moment, like a helpless girl who was humiliated, Chen Mo couldn't help laughing, watching the treasure devouring rat bite the robe on the chest of the old monk Wu Chan, revealing the two dejected scum on the old monk's chest, Chen Mo's eyes were dizzy, this treasure devouring rat is really his color, does it like human men?

Thinking of this, Chen Mo couldn't help but protect his chest, secretly thinking, grandma, after following me for so long, it must have inadvertently taken advantage of Lao Tzu.

"Little Bao'er. Stop torturing him! Chen Mo stopped the treasure devouring rat that continued to mess around, and flicked the ice crystal grass in his hand, which already had a trace of melting, and threw it to the old monk Wuzen, and said in a deep voice: "This is the ice crystal grass, eating it can allow you to recover the spiritual power you lost before, don't calculate me in the future, you refine it first, I will come to you in the afternoon to ask about the spiritual attack method!" ”

The treasure devouring mouse followed Chen Mo with great interest, and the old monk picked up the ice crystal grass in a trembling manner, and then opened his mouth. Swallow it. He is also an apprentice of the cultivator, although he did not succeed in becoming a member of the cultivator, but he has also seen a lot of methods and strange elixirs of the cultivator, and he has long heard of the name of the ice crystal grass. I didn't expect Chen Mo to have it. Melt-in-your-mouth. He felt a wave of turbulent energy entering his body, and instinctively wanted to transform it into spiritual power, but he thought of the effect of ice crystal grass on his body. I broke off this thought, and my mental power can be slowly recovered by meditation and sleep, but there are not so many opportunities to transform my body.

In the room where Chen Mo was resting, Chen Mo told the treasure eater that the old monk was selling favors at first, and then wanted him to help him reborn.

"Ahh The treasure devouring rat said indignantly and with some pity.

"That's it, I always break through to the second level of spiritual power, it's not like you, an incompetent person, Lao Tzu has cultivated his spiritual power for so long, and he can't break through for a long time, if you can explain it to me, why should I take this favor!" Chen Mo snorted.

"The master is too kind, according to me, threaten him with the lives of his disciples and grandchildren in the entire Zhenlong Temple, let him teach him all kinds of experience in spiritual power cultivation, as well as that magic weapon, and then I will directly gnaw the old monk to the point that there are no bones left!" The Treasure Eater offered his advice.

"What you think is beautiful, what kind of society is now, the legal society, the so-called Skynet is magnificent, negligent but not leaky, you think this is fighting with a group of beasts in your mountains, how do you want to fight, the old monk Wuzen is a local celebrity, you haven't heard it along the way, even the senior officials of the central government are looking for that old guy to tell fortunes, see a doctor, the ghost knows the influence of this old monk among those high-ranking officials, if he is killed by us, track it down, we can't find us, if it is really found, We may really have to hide in the mountains and be dirt buns for the rest of our lives! Chen Mo said: "You can force him, but try not to cause death." ”

"There was no one in Feilong Lake the night before yesterday, it would have been good to kill them at that time, the magic weapon had already been obtained, as for the spiritual power attack method, master, with your current strength, it doesn't matter if you want it or not!" The treasure eater sighed: "You can't chew it if you are greedy! ”

"Yiduo is not pressing!" Chen Mo glanced at the Treasure Devouring Mouse and said, "How do you know that there is no one around Lu Dao, in case there is a person hidden in the woods, you can find out?" Don't forget that it was raining and your rat nose didn't work, right? Usually someone stares at me from a distance of 100 meters, I must be able to detect it, but in rainy weather, let alone 100 meters, even if it is more than ten meters away from me, I can't detect it, can you? ”

"It's so late, so dark, and it's so bad weather, how can someone be hiding there!" The treasure devouring rat was quite unconvinced, and when it saw Chen Mo glaring at him, he stopped talking about it, it knew that everything was based on Chen Mo's horse, and if it continued to tear it down, it would be easy to be beaten.

Chen Mo is not a soft-hearted person, but he feels that there are some things that do not need to be killed, with the development of science and technology and economy, human life is becoming more and more valuable, especially some celebrities, after they die, the police must file a case for investigation, there is no impermeable wall under this sky, sooner or later one day will find out about you, after all, it is a trouble.

Of course, some special cases are treated specially, if someone wants to kill Chen Mo, Chen Mo will also let the other party have a chance to live, unless his brain is kicked by a donkey, but he and the old monk Wuzen have not yet reached the point where they have to die.

If he kills people indiscriminately because of a small contradiction, then he is not a cultivator, but a perverted murderer.

"The so-called method of mental attack is actually to use spiritual power to spread invisible signals that have disappeared, invade the opponent's brain, produce resonance, and make the opponent mentally confused, and then you can kill the killer, such as this ......" In the afternoon, in the meditation room of the old monk Wuzen, after being moistened by two pieces of ice crystal grass of two centimeters, the old monk was full of energy again, and he looked much younger than in the morning, and the whole person was no longer lifeless before, but a little more energetic.

In the face of Chen Mo's inquiry, the old monk Wuzen knew everything, he didn't expect that thing to threaten Chen Mo to help him be reborn, he had a preliminary understanding of Chen Mo's temper, he couldn't do anything with him, he could only win over his feelings, he couldn't calculate and threaten, otherwise there would be no good fruit to eat.

"Ordinary people are weak-willed, and it is easy to be destroyed by your mental power, and at least they will become idiots, or they will die directly on the spot, so junior disciples should not easily test this method on ordinary people in the future!" The old monk Wuzen kept explaining to Chen Mo about spiritual power.

"Whether it is a martial artist, or a spiritual power cultivator, they are all losers, they are born because they can't cultivate the truth, and the cultivator is the real master of this world, it's a pity that the old man has no chance, the junior brother must not waste his energy on spiritual power, once the cultivation is successful, whether it is the ability of the martial artist or the ability of the spiritual power cultivator, the cultivator is both, I suggest that the junior brother cultivate the truth, you should be the foundation building period now, alas, it is difficult to cultivate, you are still young, if you can break through to the Jindan period in your lifetime, That's the first-class figure of the immortals, it's a pity that the cultivators of the Jindan period were very rare even a hundred years ago, and even my master was just a cultivator in the heartbeat period, so he had been cultivating for one hundred and thirty years, alas, the recent cultivators of the Jindan period, listen to the master, that is, 200 years ago, the Yuanyang real person who dominated the world and the dragon was gone! The old monk Wuzen said in his heart, he is now wholeheartedly in his relationship with Chen Mo, just hoping that Chen Mo can impress Chen Mo during the period of learning spiritual power and help him be reborn, now is the only choice, whether he can succeed or not, only after trying will he know the way.

Chen Mo listened calmly with a calm expression, although this Wuzen monk is not a righteous monk, but the life experience of more than 90 years is much richer than the experience of the treasure devouring rat, although the treasure devouring rat has lived for two hundred years, but after all, it is a beast, and it does not have such a deep understanding of anything as human beings, and one person and one beast can only communicate for ten minutes a day, except for the kung fu of, there is really not much time to get down to business.

Wu Chan monk Tiannan Haibei chatted, although he was hopeless in cultivating the truth, but he knew the cultivator very well, this is all because there is a cultivator master, one of the most shocking words for Chen Mo is, "Although the vitality of heaven and earth was thin a hundred years ago, but before that, there were many virtuous people who had achieved true cultivation, their age is unknown, although more than a hundred years have passed, but it is not difficult to ensure whether these old monsters are still alive in the world, the junior brother can have this achievement at a young age, don't be arrogant, if you meet these old guys, If you can avoid it, you can avoid it! If you can't avoid it, you will report the name of our master, I believe they will all give some face, by the way, our master is called Mingxiu Zen Master. (To be continued......)