Chapter 214: My Conscience Begins to Hurt
Tang Zeqian was startled, and hurriedly came over to support the old man.
Then he discovered that the vitality of the Tsukamoto Grand Priest was rapidly fading.
The age of the Grand Priest Tsukamoto is indeed too old!
are more than a hundred, and they are still running around in the dust, plus the mental fluctuations in the past two days are a bit too great, and they have exhausted the last bit of foundation for a while, and they actually want to whine and mourn on the spot!
Tang Zeqian was depressed, and he was embarrassed in his heart: If this Nima really dies here, it will be a big trouble!
In desperation, he had to ask for help from the "Pure Land Holy Lotus".
The "Pure Land Holy Lotus" couldn't help but be stunned when it heard that the Tsukamoto Great Priest had run out of vitality and the oil had run out, but it still quickly absorbed some of the spiritual liquid transformed by the essence of the green dragon from the underground secret cave and sent it to Tang Zeqian through the ubiquitous roots.
Tang Zeqian quickly poured these green dragon essences full of abundant vitality into the body of the Tsukamoto Grand Priest.
To be honest, whether they can save Tsukamoto Grand Priest or not, they are not sure at all!
If the Great Priest Tsukamoto is just an ordinary injury, and uses the Qinglong Essence to repair the injury, and solidify the essence to cultivate the yuan or something, then it shouldn't be a big problem.
But the great priest of Tsukamoto is running out of oil and the lamp is dry, and the deadline has arrived, whether this green dragon essence can replenish his vitality or not, it's really hard to say!
Little by little, time passed.
The fist sent by the "Pure Land Holy Lotus" was a drop of green dragon essence that was as big as it was gradually exhausted.
The Tsukamoto Grand Priest, who was already about to breathe, coughed a few times suddenly, and this last breath actually relieved him again.
Tang Zeqian saw that the old man's eyes gradually focused, and he regained a trace of brilliance, and he knew that the old man would probably not die, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Grand Priest Tsukamoto's mood at this time is a little complicated!
The scene of the sudden loss of vitality just now was still vivid in his mind at this moment, and all the glories and regrets of this life flashed in front of his eyes......
He thought he was dead!
I didn't expect Tang Zeqian's pavilion master to resurrect him!
This is a real resurrection!
Moreover, when the roots of the "Pure Land Holy Lotus" pierced out of the void just now, he could see it clearly, and the ripples of the void caused by the shattered void simply made his heart palpitate.
If after listening to He Mao Weikang's words in Xishan Bamboo Forest, he had some doubts in his heart, and he was also a little worried that Tang Zeqian was really an evil god, then at this moment, he no longer had any doubts in his heart.
If Tang Zeqian's Pavilion Master is really an evil god, at this time, facing a sixth-order great priest like him who has just died and his soul has not yet dispersed, the best choice is to capture and refine his soul, let him become a ghost servant under the command of the evil god, or refine his corpse and become a puppet of the evil god, and then as long as he drives the puppet back to Fushimi Inari Taisha, he can easily control the oldest shrine in Yingzhou!
But Tang Zeqian, the pavilion master, did not do this, but instead "wasted" the extremely precious and extremely rare life essence spiritual liquid to resurrect him, an old man.
How could an evil god do such a good deed?
Thinking of this, Grand Priest Tsukamoto was moved: "Thank you, Your Excellency the Pavilion Master, for rescuing ......"
Tang Zeqian couldn't help but persuade: "After all, the great priest is old, and his physical strength and energy are not as good as those of young people, so let's go back to Fushimi Inari Taisha as soon as possible to cultivate!"
Grand Priest Tsukamoto was stunned for a moment, and said with a gloomy expression: "Because of his advanced age and short time, he has to fight for the opportunity to preach this time, if he doesn't fight, I'm afraid that it won't be long before he can only be buried in a handful of loess and turned into nutrients for plants and trees......"
Tang Zeqian was speechless, and said in his heart that how could it be so easy to preach? I haven't even preached yet!
Grand Priest Tsukamoto sighed and said, "Actually, I was already dead in the first place! After all, I have been stuck at the bottleneck of this sixth-order peak for forty years, and I have never been able to advance an inch...... But I never imagined that after His Excellency came to Kyoto, he created one opportunity after another, and the old monk Wuneng actually preached under the advice of His Excellency the Pavilion Master! His talent is not as good as mine, since he can, it doesn't make sense, but I can't? So, my heart, which had already given up, couldn't help but beat again......
Tang Zeqian wanted to speak and stopped, and wanted to tell him: Although the old monk Wuneng was fooled by me and preached, it was really just a coincidence, and I still haven't figured out whether he realized the Tao after listening to my words!
Grand Priest Tsukamoto suddenly stood up straight, then bent down ninety degrees sharply, and bowed fiercely to Tang Zeqian: "Thanks to the rescue of the pavilion master this time, my old life can continue to survive for a while...... It's just that I still hope that His Excellency the Pavilion Master can also remind me, so that I can also have a chance to enlighten and preach like Wu Neng...... I'm willing to devote myself to the owner of the museum and give everything!"
This Nima is really...... It's speechless!
Tang Zeqian didn't know how to answer.
To tell you the truth, it's definitely not going to work!
Do you really want to take out the words of the old monk who fooled the old monk to fool Tsukamoto?
That's certainly not good, the old monk Wuneng is a monk of Honganji Temple, and he is a master in Buddhism, while the great priest Tsukamoto is a master in the Shinto system, and the traces of copying it are too obvious.
Forget it, let's find a suitable opportunity to make something new casually, so as not to be too easy to see!
Therefore, he nodded and said, "Since the Great Priest has this perseverance and perseverance, then I will reluctantly try it again, hoping to make the Tsukamoto Grand Priest gain something......
Of course, I must not remind the high priest that opportunities are only reserved for those who are prepared, let alone an opportunity that is not encountered in a thousand years.
So, I don't promise when to mention you, and when it's time to mention you, I'll naturally mention you, but once you don't hear clearly, you miss the opportunity......"
Tang Zeqian didn't say anything to death, leaving a lot of space and leeway, in case the Tsukamoto Grand Priest didn't gain anything in the end, he could also push the responsibility away, lest the old man stalk him!
The Grand Priest Tsukamoto was already overjoyed, and said in a loud voice: "Old man understands, old man understands! I will definitely try my best to seize this opportunity, and I will definitely not miss every word in the mouth of His Excellency the Pavilion Master!"
Moreover, no matter what the final result is, it must be my own fate, whether it succeeds or not, the old man will always be grateful to His Excellency the Pavilion Master!!"
Tang Zeqian originally felt that he could breathe a sigh of relief, but for some reason, the feeling of pressing a big stone in his chest not only did not disappear, but became more depressing.
There's always a feeling of lingering.
- Is it because I tell too many lies to fool people, and my conscience is starting to hurt at this point??