Inside the monk's house.

After Yi Feng came in, he closed the door and sat down on the log stool. The left hand rests lightly on the table, and the index finger taps casually on the table. He looked at Wen Bodhisattva, who was trembling, and said with a smile:

"Long time no see."

This scene is like a reunion of old friends who haven't seen each other for many years.

But the next scene broke the scene of this old friend's reunion.

I saw Wen Bodhisattva walk up to Yi Feng, kneel down for him with a 'plop', hug Yi Feng's thighs tightly, and howl like a child.

"Master, my disciple is 108 years old this year, and he has been separated from you for ninety-three years since he was fifteen years old. You and I have been separated from master and apprentice for ninety-three years, and the disciple is old, but you are still as young as you were back then! ”

Wen Bodhisattva hugged the young man in front of him tightly who would not grow old or die, and he did not want to let go for a moment. I am afraid that if this is loosened, we will meet again, and it will be the next ninety-three years.

But when he hears the Bodhisattva, I'm afraid there will be no next ninety-three years.

"Get up first, you're also a handful of years, why are you still like a child."

Seeing Wen Bodhisattva crying without an image, Yi Feng couldn't help but shake his head and helped him up, his eyes full of complexity.

This Wen Bodhisattva seems to be older than him, but in fact, Wen Bodhisattva's age is probably not as old as a fraction of his.

Yi Feng is immortal and immortal, which is what he himself is most confused about. It stands to reason that even a monk in the foundation building period can live more than 100 years longer than ordinary people at most, and 200 years longer is already the limit.

But Yi Feng has lived at least 5,000 years old so far. He never figured out why he couldn't break through the foundation building period, but he could live for so long.

Both of these are unsolved mysteries, and Yi Feng can't figure it out after thinking about it for five thousand years.

"A disciple is a child in front of Master, your life-saving grace and nurturing grace. The disciple has never forgotten it, and has always been waiting for the master to come to the disciple. And I was just a little beggar at the beginning, if it wasn't for Master taking me on the path of cultivation, how could I have become a famous Bodhisattva in China now, and enjoy the admiration and worship of thousands of people. ”

Although he stood up, Wen Bodhisattva still bowed his waist. Hanging his head, he was very respectful to Yi Feng's every word.

When he first met Yi Feng, he was just a little beggar on the side of the road. At that time, it was the last years of the Qing Dynasty, and the poor could not even eat, let alone be considered poor.

If Xiao Fan hadn't found him, adopted him, and gave him food and drink. Take him on the road of cultivation, pass on his skills, he smells the Bodhisattva, it is impossible to have such an honor today, let alone a name in China.

Perhaps, he had starved to death in the last years of the Qing Dynasty.

"Master's great kindness, disciple will never forget!"

Wen Bodhisattva once again expressed his thoughts to Yi Feng.

Yi Feng also saw that Wen Bodhisattva was indeed a person who valued love and righteousness and repaid kindness. No matter what, he was still a little relieved in his heart.

But the more Wen Bodhisattva is like this, the more difficult it is for him to tell Wen Bodhisattva about it.

Did you tell him that he adopted him back then just because he was the body of the extreme yang, and he used him as a furnace to cultivate?

To say this is too sad to hear the Bodhisattva's heart.

"Forget it, this old guy is quite hard-working, and it is estimated that there will be at least ten years to live......"

Yi Feng shook his head and sighed in his heart.

Wen Bodhisattva shook his head when he saw Yi Feng, and thought that Yi Feng didn't believe him, so he was suddenly a little frightened, and hurriedly said:

"Master doesn't believe in disciples, I ......"

Yi Feng hurriedly interrupted, waved his hand and said:

"Okay, okay, I believe you."

"Don't bend down and kneel again, I'm really afraid that your old bones will fall apart."

Wen Bodhisattva saw Yi Fengxin, and immediately became happy like a child, he laughed and said:

"Master can rest assured that although the disciple is old, his body is very strong. Not only can I climb the mountain without panting, but I can also beat ten practitioners at the same time. This is all thanks to Master's inheritance. ”

Yi Feng nodded and asked:

"You're in geometry now?"

Wen Bodhisattva said truthfully: "Back to Master, the disciple is now at the ninety-eighth layer of the Foundation Building Realm. ”

When Yi Feng heard this, he nodded with satisfaction:

"It's okay, it's not bad that you can reach the ninety-eighth layer, although the Extreme Yang Body is a natural cultivator, it has not reached the realm of transcendence. Ordinary people can't even touch the threshold of building a foundation realm. ”

"By the way, you didn't tell anyone about you being a Foundation Realm cultivator, did you?" Yi Feng asked again.

Wen Bodhisattva nodded and said, "Don't worry, Master, as long as it is what Master has explained, the disciple will not dare to forget." So I haven't told anyone for decades. ”

"That's good." Yi Feng put his mind at ease.

The way of cultivating immortals, when Yi Feng was first born, was not unusual. But by the time of the Qin Dynasty, it was already very rare.

Up to now, cultivating immortals is even more of a secret. If it leaks out, it will be peaceful, and maybe people all over the world want to find the person who can cultivate immortals. Since then, there have been constant troubles.

"But I don't understand, the techniques I taught you are in the Dao, and you are also half a cultivator. How did you become a monk? Yi Feng asked with some curiosity.

Wen Bodhisattva scratched his bald head embarrassedly, and said with a smile:

"That's because in modern times, Taoist priests are becoming more and more difficult to mix, and the Taoist priests in those years have all been beaten into feudal superstitions. So I became a monk, and with the skills taught by my master, I sat in Qinglian Temple from a small monk to the position of abbot. ”

After hearing this, Yi Feng was a little crying and laughing, but he had to say. Wen Bodhisattva, this guy can mix up to this day, it's really smart.

"Master, where have you been all these years, I haven't heard from you all these years, and I thought it was ......"

Wen Bodhisattva couldn't help but ask, but suddenly said the wrong thing, and he quickly changed his words:

"I didn't expect that after all these years, you are still as young as you were at the beginning, and you haven't aged at all."

Yi Feng smiled and said:

"I went to look for the way to become an immortal, but I didn't find it. Now that he has cultivated to the nine hundred and ninety-first layer of the Foundation Building Realm, he still hasn't broken through the Foundation Building, which is strange. ”

Yi Feng said, and couldn't help but shake his head. If he didn't break through the foundation building realm again, he would be a little injured.

When the Bodhisattva heard this, he was taken aback, he was only on the ninety-eighth floor. Yi Feng is actually more than 900 layers, and his own cultivation is not as good as the tip of the iceberg of Yi Feng.

As a master, how strong should his cultivation be. I'm afraid that even the martial arts masters on the earth are not enough for Yi Feng to crush to death with one finger.

"I only came to Yuzhou two years ago, so I have been in Yuzhou City for the past two years, and now I am in high school at Lingnan Middle School."

Wen Bodhisattva was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "With Master's knowledge, why do you need to go to school, there is nothing you don't know about the five thousand years of China." ”

Yi Feng couldn't answer Wen Bodhisattva's question, so he could only say perfunctorily: "It's boring to live for a long time, let's have some fun for yourself." ”

At this time, Wen Bodhisattva suddenly thought, and his face changed slightly. He asked cautiously:

"Master, in the past two years in Yuzhou City, I heard that many students have died in several schools. And these students died inexplicably, and the police could not find the murderer at all. This thing ......"

Yi Feng looked at him, knowing what he wanted to ask. Frankly:

"That's right, I killed it."

"For someone like me who has lived too long, good and evil are not so important anymore. But in life, you always have to pursue a little, and I still prefer to be a good person. When I see those who are doing evil, I want to kill him. ”

"So I killed them."

After Yi Feng finished speaking, he made a movement to wipe his neck, looking relaxed. It seems that killing people is not a matter at all in his eyes.

Seeing this, the Bodhisattva couldn't help but swallow his saliva, but he immediately complimented:

"Master did the right thing, when you taught me, you told me to be a good person and not to do evil. The disciple has always remembered it. ”

When Yi Feng heard this, he looked at him and said with a smile:

"Yes, then you also make a rule that you only receive twenty pilgrims a day, and make them all kneel outside. Don't think I don't know, it will only take you five minutes at most to meet one person, and two hours at most twenty. ”

"Since you have the heart of Pudu, and you still engage in these vain brains, isn't this pretending?"

Seeing Yi Feng's reprimand, Wen Bodhisattva suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly said:

"The disciples are just afraid that they will disturb me every day from morning to night, so they have formulated this rule, and I don't want them to kneel. I don't know why these people are so crazy, but since Master said it, I will definitely correct it, and in the future, I will receive a hundred pilgrims every day, solve their problems, and guide them. ”

Yi Feng nodded, and then remembered the purpose of his visit.

He said, "Okay, I see." ”

"I'm here to ask you for something. Zidanluo, do you still have it? ”

Zidanluo is the last meaning medicine, this Zidanluo is a herb 5,000 years ago, and its medicinal effect and usefulness can be called a miracle medicine. It's just that it's already extinct, and Yi Feng kept a seed, and that kind of Zi Yi Feng gave Wen Bodhisattva, so he came to Wen Bodhisattva to ask for it.

"Yes, some disciples, after becoming abbots, planted the seeds of Zidanluo in the courtyard. You said that that thing bears fruit once in fifty years, and I picked five more than ten years ago. I planted another one, and kept four, all with me. ”

Hearing this, the Bodhisattva hurriedly took out four purple fruits from his arms, which were smaller than a ping pong ball, and handed them to Yi Feng.

Yi Feng was naturally unkind, took four, and left one for Wen Bodhisattva.

After chatting for a while, Yi Feng was ready to leave. Before leaving, he hesitated, turned to Wen Bodhisattva and said:

"Your lifespan is more than ten years at most, if you want to live longer, break through the foundation building realm as soon as possible and reach the innate level."

"Innate realm, you can increase your longevity by at least five hundred years."