"If you want to send the clouds away, wait until the moon is full. The little monk ignored Qingqing's "vicious" eyes, and still said with a soft smile.

"Don't play this game with me, to be plain. Hong Xiaobao scolded, the little monk's behavior just now was too "rude", so he was so polite.

Anyway, the little monk is not angry, as long as he is not idle and has nothing to fight with him, it is estimated that he will not take the initiative to take action.

The little monk is really good-tempered, seeing that the two people who were so enthusiastic before are now so indifferent, he is not angry, he just looked up at the sky, and said softly to Hong Xiaobao with his smile that has not changed for ten thousand years: "When the moon is full, the ban of the castle will also have some reactions accordingly, as for what the reaction is, you will know when the time comes, the old monk only said this when I asked me to come."

A "polite" person like a little monk should not be the kind of bad monk who doesn't respect his teacher, but is it really good to be an old monk to his master?

"It's going to be a full moon soon. Hong Xiaobao's heart suddenly swelled with a burst of heat, and he was very excited.

Now that the moon is getting rounder and rounder in the sky, Hong Xiaobao suddenly felt that his blood was boiling as the moonlight shone on him.

He knew in his heart that there must be something in this vault that had something to do with him, so his eagerness to explore the castle became even more eager.

Everyone is no longer entangled in the farce with the three of them, and the time for the opening of the castle is getting closer and closer, so they naturally care more about the countless secret treasures hidden inside.

The moonlight suddenly became dim, Hong Xiaobao looked behind him in surprise, the castle behind him suddenly loomed like a mirage, he felt as if he was separated from the castle by a curtain, and it looked so unrealistic.

Oh my God, can you play like this? Isn't this about to disappear? Oh my God!

Hong Xiaobao almost opened his mouth to scold, and worked hard to come to this place. But if the reality told him that this was a joke, there would be no need to explain more about such a life, right?

"This is the second barrier of the secret realm in the Hidden Dragon Pond, it can sense the cultivation of the strong who enters, if there is a strong person above five stars entering, it will lead to the 'Heavenly Punishment'. No matter how strong that person's cultivation is, he will be killed instantly. The little monk said with a smile, he didn't seem to have any other expression except laughter, if this was his true face, then he was really a wonderful person.

Listening to the guidance of the little monk, Hong Xiaobao understood, and he was no longer so flustered, but when he heard the thing 'Heavenly Punishment', he was still a little excited in his heart: "Heavenly Punishment?

He was relieved. But he saw the little monk suddenly look at him, pointed to the metal bump in his hand and said: "It shouldn't matter if the donor brings this thing in, but although it is very powerful, don't use it, there is also a terrifying prohibition in the castle, and it will ...... at that time."

"This little monk's eyes are really poisonous!" Hong Xiaobao opened his mouth, he naturally knew what he had invented, and in the eyes of outsiders, this was just an iron lump that was nothing. But if it really breaks out, he is the small atomic bomb in this world. Tailor-made for those who misbehaved with him.

Immediately, he gratefully gave a Buddhist gift to the little monk, if it weren't for the little monk, he would really be able to use the metal bump as one of the most powerful life-saving means in this place, and he would shoot if anyone was unhappy!

If that's the case, I'm afraid he will be wiped out in an instant!

Obediently, such a powerful prohibition. After all, these people are not normal five-star geniuses, and they naturally have their own merits if they are worthy of the name of demons.

But it seems that this place is a bit restrictive for Qingqing. After all, this Nizi always has something to do to break out the secret method, and always makes herself a six-star powerhouse, if she really doesn't control it, eh, Hong Xiaobao doesn't dare to think about it anymore.

The final culprit that made the castle illusory turned out to be the two clouds in the sky, it turned out that two dark clouds covered the moonlight, so the prohibition on the castle would become so obvious, if it weren't for the little monk's words, I'm afraid that this would be the end of the world.

The moon in the sky is already very round, but the little monk insists on saying that there is still an hour, Hong Xiaobao looked around, these so-called demons are sitting on the ground with their eyes closed, even Qingqing is no exception, only the little monk is messing with him.

"Little monk, don't you have to rest? When you crossed the weak water just now, you were indeed relatively relaxed, but your true qi was still a little depleted, right?" Hong Xiaobao said in surprise.

"The donor laughed, of course the little monk is also cultivating, eating is cultivating, drinking water is also cultivating, sensory external objects are cultivating, and self-reflection is also cultivating, so well, cultivation everywhere, cultivation has all kinds of images, and there are all kinds of cultivation. The little monk made a monk salute and talked eloquently, until Hong Xiaobao was confused, and Hong Xiaobao came back to his senses after half a sound.

Nima, if you even eat and drink water as a cultivator, then don't all of us who have worked hard to cultivate have to die?

"Could it be that you haven't cultivated seriously all along?" Hong Xiaobao almost scolded.

"Like all the donors?" the little monk pointed to the people sitting around, still with that soft smile, and said kindly: "I was caught by Uncle Huiji and forced to meditate before, but after a stick of incense, I sneaked out to pick the green apricots in the temple, and Uncle Huiji beat me up, but since then, no one has beaten me again." ”

"Why?" Hong Xiaobao opened his mouth wide.

"Because the old monk invited Uncle Huiji to eat a meal of meat. The little monk covered his mouth and smiled, and only then could he see that he seemed to be childlike, and he could laugh even if he could, but he looked a little stupid.

My God, what kind of apprentice will have what kind of master, it seems that the old monk is even more incomprehensible than the young monk!

But in a blink of an eye, Hong Xiaobao wanted to scold: "Damn, this little monk is too perverted, if he hasn't really cultivated so far, but he has such an amazing cultivation, then wouldn't this little monk want to rebel against the sky?"

It's just against the sky, right?

"Donor, why do you keep opening your mouth?" the little monk said in surprise, and then opened his mouth like Hong Xiaobao.

Hong Xiaobao was stunned, and said in his heart, this little monk shouldn't be a brain short circuit, right?

As a result, after the little monk opened his mouth for a while, he suddenly jumped up happily: "I can feel the wind in my mouth, I am eating the wind!"

Oh my god, I can't be stupid, right?

Hong Xiaobao looked at the little monk in surprise, but saw the little monk suddenly open his mouth and spit out, and a wind wave gushed out of his mouth, and the wind and waves rushed into the weak water, stirring up a wave in the weak water.

Oh my God, you can catch up with a supersonic plane with this comprehension speed, okay?

At this time, Hong Xiaobao finally knew why the old monk let the little monk be so nonsense, such a terrible demon, if he still worked hard, how could others live?

Besides, Buddhism pays attention to perception, focusing on the Tao rather than rigid cultivation, so letting the little monk understand the flowers and plants in the world is not his most OP cultivation state!

However, Hong Xiaobao still can't accept that there is such an anti-heaven existence in this world, if the little monk doesn't open the plug-in, why is the gap between people so big?

The little monk was delighted, but when he saw Hong Xiaobao's mouth wide open, he was even more surprised at the moment: "Hasn't the donor understood it yet?"

You're just surprised, I realize you're a hammer!

"Donor, the wind is uncertain, give a gravitational pull. The little monk's words were simple, but they seemed to be incompatible with Hong Xiaobao's current situation, but Hong Xiaobao really understood.

"Gravity. Hong Xiaobao meditated in his heart, he already roughly knew what "gravity" was.

If the body is compared to a castle and the true qi is compared to the flowing wind, then when the wind flows, there will be force, and if the wind wants to flow, it must have a strong traction to make the wind flow faster, then ......

Hong Xiaobao took a deep breath and urged the true qi to flow all over his body, constantly urging the speed of the true qi flow when the true qi flowed.

"A favorable wind is good, and a bad wind is a hindrance. The little monk's voice sounded again at this moment, and he could hear that he seemed to be very excited now.

"The wind is uncertain, and it is a force to live. Hong Xiaobao thought silently in his heart, the speed of urging the true qi was faster, with his lower abdomen dantian as the center, the true qi was not accelerated, and a cyclone was formed, under the action of the true qi, the meridians throughout the body were like a runway, and the impurities in it were constantly eliminated under the impact of the true qi.

"The wind always has a source, and it is born from the source. "Hong Xiaobao is pursuing the source of the power in his body, since the wind is uncertain, then the strength is not fixed, he uses his blood and qi as his strength, and his whole body is like a mountain and river with countless mineral veins, but he does not plan to use the power of blood and qi stored in his body.

Source!

Hong Xiaobao thought silently in his heart, and suddenly his whole body trembled.

"I still have half a drop of blood undigested, it's better to use it when the true qi of the whole body is exhausted, the effect is greater!" Thinking of this, he immediately did it, Hong Xiaobao immediately sank down, urged the true qi to entangle the half drop of blood, and used the cyclone formed by the true qi to tear the huge blood power in the half drop of blood.

The little monk could also sense that Hong Xiaobao's aura was constantly changing at the moment, and he couldn't help but say happily: "It seems that the donor also has comprehension, but the realm of comprehension is different, thank you." ”

His thank you was not abrupt, others didn't know, but he really knew what Hong Xiaobao was doing now.

Using the wind as a metaphor, the little monk created a means that in the future, it may be turned into a move, but Hong Xiaobao used this image metaphor as a way of cultivation, if this is done, it will be an amazing feat! )