Chapter 29: Nourishment and Internal Wounds

In the early morning of the second day, Hu Lai's internal strength fully recovered, but the recovery from his injuries was slow.

Internal injuries are no better than external injuries, and even if there is internal strength to heal the injuries, they will not get better so quickly.

And Hu Lai's injury is indeed not light, and the injury is only slightly lighter than going crazy.

"Master, the apprentice is here to deliver the meal. With a slight knock on the door, Long Wu's voice came from outside the door.

"Long Wu, for today's breakfast, you use the ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, blood dates, and millet in the warehouse to cook a pot of porridge. Hu Lai commanded directly.

Last time he was a deceased in Poplar Village, he had received a lot of gifts from mountain treasures or medicinal herbs, and now it was just in use.

The medicinal materials provided by the villagers are not ordinary goods, many of them are treasures in the mountains, what 100-year-old ginseng, 100-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, 100-year-old blood dates, the medicinal effect is extraordinary, and it is best to heal injuries and replenish qi.

Long Wu answered, and immediately took the medicinal herbs to boil porridge.

Hu Lai continued to use Tong Zi Gong to heal his injuries, and now his injuries are stable, and he will soon be completely healed, but if he wants to speed up the recovery of his injuries and blood qi, he can only rely on medicinal herbs to make up for it.

After this yesterday's cultivation, he had already cultivated into two powerful vajra palms, and if it weren't for the excessive consumption of internal force, he could even cultivate into a third move.

This kind of cultivation speed is simply unbelievable, and it has reached the point where there is no one before and no one after it.

He stretched out his palms in surprise, and a familiar feeling that had been soaked in palm techniques for many years came from his palms.

In addition to the mental method of cooperating with the practice of palm techniques, he is already familiar with the remaining three powerful vajra palms.

Not only do you understand all the details and techniques in the moves, but you also know the combination and integration of mental techniques and martial arts, and it seems that you can use them freely with only actual practice.

"It's just one night of hard work, and I have completely eaten the powerful Vajra palm, and the effect of the martial arts pill on this day is too rebellious. Hu Lai felt that he had underestimated Tianwu Dan.

It stands to reason that the Tianwu Pill with this divine effect can most likely be regarded as the legendary supreme elixir, but the Tianwu Pill is just an ordinary prize obtained from the lottery, which is a bit too much to say.

Could it be that the credit for cultivating crazy acceleration should be counted as the merit of the Buddhist boy?

This is something that Hu Lai can't figure out.

There was no way, the martial arts were improving too fast, so fast that even he wondered if something was wrong.

After only one night of cultivation, he has the proficiency of decades of cultivation, which has thoroughly understood the subtleties and techniques implied in martial arts, which is an unheard of thing, which is really difficult to figure out with ordinary thinking.

He is a person with common sense of martial arts, and he understands that his cultivation speed is too fast, whether it is Tong Zi Gong or Mighty Vajra Palm, his cultivation process can no longer be explained by martial arts cultivation.

It's like hanging up!

If you have to use one sentence to describe it, Hu Lai can only think of the above sentence.

Half an hour later, Long Wu brought a small pot of hot medicinal porridge.

"Master, I put ten blood dates, a whole hundred-year-old ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum and white fungus, and I also put a lot, all of which were stewed with millet. Long Wu said at the door.

Hu Lai said: "Come in." ”

Long Wu pushed open the door and put the steaming medicinal porridge on the table first, and then saw the messy paper on the table, as well as a pool of bloodstains, and his face suddenly changed in shock

"Master...... Master, you're injured!" Long Wu exclaimed, his sturdy body trembling slightly.

Hu Lai nodded slightly: "Minor injury, it's no big deal." ”

He had sprayed a mouthful of blood at the beginning, and some of it was stained on the placket, but fortunately, the dust-free monk's robe had an automatic cleaning function, and the placket cleaned the bloodstains, otherwise Long Wu would probably be scared stupid by the bloodstained clothes.

"Master, you have vomited blood, this should be an internal injury, what should I do......" Long Wu was a little panicked.

"It's really okay to be a teacher. Hu Lai looked at this disciple who cared about him.

Long Wu immediately scooped out the medicinal porridge and gave it to the master with both hands.

"Master, please drink some hot porridge first. Hu Lai took the bowl and drank the porridge slowly until the bowl of porridge was finished.

He felt an extra warm current in his abdomen, slowly moisturizing his body, and suddenly felt much more comfortable.

But what came to Hu Lai's mind was still the relevant moves and tricks of the Mighty King Kong Palm, as if the echo was echoing in his ears, and it lasted for a long time.

It seems that the cultivation effect of Tianwu Dan is still there!

It's very strange that everything about the Mighty Vajra Palm seems to be engraved in his mind, deeply imprinted in the depths of his soul, and everything about the palm technique can be easily perceived, and he can only use it at will.

If it weren't for the fact that his physical condition didn't allow him to take the palm again, he even planned to continue his cultivation with his might.

"Master, is this porridge delicious? The disciple's father and mother left early, so he is proficient in cooking and cooking, and the craftsmanship of this porridge stew is also first-class. Long Wu saw the sweetness of the master's drink, and couldn't help but boast.

"Long Wu, have you read that book of children's skills?" Hu Lai nodded and asked.

"Look, I practiced according to Tongzigong last night for almost the whole night. Long Wu replied.

Hu Lai said: "Do you feel that cultivation is difficult?"

"It's difficult, the cultivation speed of Tong Zi Gong is very difficult, it takes time to accumulate before it can be practiced slowly, and the disciples all want to practice the Shaoyang Gong of the second junior brother. Long Wu replied truthfully.

"Tong Zi Gong is the best foundation building method of Buddhism, the only disadvantage is that it takes a lot of time to succeed in cultivation, I will teach Tong Zi Gong to you, naturally not to let you practice for more than ten or twenty years to succeed, but to have other plans. ”

Hu Lai stretched out his hand and handed a small porcelain bottle to the other party: "Here is a pill of practice pills, after you are completely familiar with Tong Zigong, take this pill and cultivate." ”

"There is also an elixir for cultivation, thank you master!" Long Wu took the medicine bottle with a smile, his eyes lit up.

He was a martial idiot, so he naturally knew how precious the elixir that assisted his cultivation was, and he immediately blossomed.

"You go, you have to continue to cultivate as a teacher, you can't tell any outsiders about your injuries, you can bring a pot of medicinal porridge every day in the future." Hu Lai gave the order, closed his eyes, and meditated again.

He spent the next three days in healing.

Under the effect of Tong Zigong and tonic porridge, the injury has been healed.

Knock knock!

Unexpectedly, there was a rapid knock outside the door early in the morning.

It was the voice of the second disciple Tang Sanzang.

"What's the matter?" asked Hu Lai.

"Master, a group of monks from outside the temple said that they were looking for an abbot, and they all looked aggressive, as if our Leiyin Temple owed them money. "Tang Sanzang said.

"A group of menacing monks?" Hu Lai couldn't figure out what was going on.

He has offended Qingyumen, and he has also offended the Black Wolf Village, but he has not offended the monk, how can a monk come to the door with a fierce attitude?

"I'll go for the teacher. Hu said, got up and walked outside the house.

As soon as he entered the front yard, he saw a group of bald monks shouting outside the Buddhist hall, and Long Wu blocked the door of the inner courtyard alone, silent, but stopped all these monks outside the inner courtyard, provoking many pilgrims to watch.

"Amitabha, I don't know what the Buddha friends are doing when they come to this temple?" asked Hu Lai.

"Little monk, tell your abbot to come out, I want to find him in the Golden Buddha Temple. One of the monks with a meaty face shouted.

"The little monk is the abbot of Leiyin Temple, what are you looking for this abbot?" Hu Lai narrowed his eyes and asked loudly.

"Amitabha, if you come to the master and nephew, why don't you bow when you see your uncle?" an old monk with a white beard walked out of the crowd and asked.