"That Resting Pill ......"

Ying Mo covered his chest, stared at the vacuum Zen master in front of him, and muttered in a low voice.

Before, he helped the vacuum Zen master to make alchemy, but because he sensed the aura of Moluo, he was always restless.

So the vacuum Zen master gave him a 'centering pill', which also attracted the attention of several other fellow disciples.

Ying Mo didn't think much about taking the pill, and he was really calmer.

But now his stomach is turning upside down, and his whole body is in severe pain, so he instantly remembered the 'Concentration Pill' just now.

The vacuum Zen master lowered his eyes, his face was ashamed, and he whispered the Buddha's name: "Amitabha~"

"Sin, sin, sin."

After speaking, he slowly raised his head, looked at Monk Ying Mo in front of him, and sighed: "Concentration Pill, Heart Demon." ”

"It's not that there's a problem with the pill, it's that you have a problem."

"When the demonic qi enters the body, the medicinal properties are opposite, and the elixir of people is a miracle with you."

The Concentration Pill itself uses a herb of 'Mingxin Ai', which has the effect of restraining the demons in the heart, but if it is combined with the poison of one's own fire, the pill will be transformed into poison.

He had given Ying Mo the 'Concentration Pill' before, and he also made some considerations.

If Ying Mo is not the incarnation of the Demon Luo as the Lichen Master said, then this 'Concentration Pill' should be harmless to him.

If he was really the one chosen by the Demon Luo, then this elixir could be regarded as a posterity.

It's just that what I didn't want to see happened after all.

Although the Ding Fire Toad of the Vacuum Zen Master just now failed to cause any obvious damage to Ying Mo, it successfully activated the elixir in his body.

As a result, the Pill also changed its medicinal properties and became highly toxic.

Monk Ying Mo's body shook for a while, his feet were weak, and he couldn't help but take two steps back and sit on the ground.

At the same time, most of the demonic energy around his body dissipated.

The layer of black scales that was originally covered on his body gradually faded, and a pair of white eyes began to turn back to normal.

But...... The poison has taken effect.

It's too late.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

After a series of coughs, the corners of Ying Mo's mouth hung a layer of bright red.

When I looked up again, I had tears in my eyes.

He didn't bother too much with the vacuum Zen master, but called softly: "Master......"

"Master......"

When the Zen Master heard Ying Mo's familiar voice, he couldn't help but tremble, and a touch of bitterness hit his heart: "Disciple~"

His eyes were dead and he was very perceptive, and eight of his senses were in hearing.

Even if Ying Mo's voice was soft, he could hear it clearly.

"In vain."

He took a trembling step in the direction of the voice.

At this time, the little monk Ying Hui stepped forward to support his uncle and slowly sent him to Ying Mo.

It's only a few breaths in time.

At this time, Ying Mo's face was as white as paper, and his lips were black: "Ahem, cough, cough." ”

"Master, disciple is sorry for you~"

Zen Master Xinyi groped to take Ying Mo into his arms, and his hand slowly stroked his bald head, just like when he was a child.

"Silly boy, everyone is at fault."

"You don't have a place to be sorry for the teacher."

Ying Mo said that the two lines of tears were like rain, but the breath was getting weaker and weaker.

"Master, the disciple can't give you a pension."

The two are masters and apprentices, but they are better than father and son.

When Ying Mo was brought back to Landa Temple by the Zen Master of Xinyi, he was only seven or eight years old.

Now it's almost the year of establishment.

For most of his life, he was accompanied by a Zen master.

Even closer than their biological parents.

"Silly boy, your filial piety, the master knows."

"Master...... In the next life, I will be your disciple. ”

"Okay, good, reincarnation of the monk's path, see you in the next life."

I don't know when a layer of mist rose in the temple, and the faint smell of blood disappeared with the wind.

The little monk lying in the master's arms slowly closed his eyes.

The Zen master of Xinyi seemed to feel something, reached out and touched his immature face, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

The residual warmth in his arms is still there, and in a trance, it seems that he has returned to a long time ago.

"Well, little baby, are you awake?"

When the child was covered in wounds, he couldn't help but hold his knees with his hands and shrink into a ball.

Looking at the frightened and trembling child, the Zen master couldn't help but feel pity.

……

"In the future, you will follow the monk, and you will not starve to death."

Looking at the child who was gradually recovering some of his anger in front of him, the Zen master couldn't help but feel compassion.

The child probably already knew that the other party was not a bad person, so he knelt on the ground with a 'poof'.

"Master!"

This is the first warmth that the child feels for the rest of his life.

Zen Master Xinyi was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Hey, it turns out that you are not dumb." ”

"Since you don't like to talk, let's call you 'Ying Mo'."

The child smiled silly and got a new name.

……

The red sun is scorching.

Two monks, one big and one small, were shirtless. (In response to the feedback from book friends, the 'Xuanyu Lingyin' setting will only appear when the true qi is running.) ）

Looking at the disciple who was silently exercising in front of him, the eyes of the Zen Master couldn't help but fall on the other party's shoulder, and a feather-shaped mark slowly emerged.

The Zen Master of Xinyi was startled, and his eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Child, you can't be naked in the future, remember?"

The child looked at the master with a serious face, and his face was full of puzzlement.

This is the first time that the master has been so strict.

Xinyi Zen Master sighed: "Alas, don't worry, the master won't take off his clothes anymore." ”

"Ahem, it's immoral."

……

"Master! It's a soup made in vain, you can taste it. ”

"Hey, what is this? Egg Drop ......?!! ”

"Hey, hey."

"Master, you've been working hard lately, and it's good to eat this."

"Stinky boy, how can a monk kill?! It can't be like this next time, remember? ”

"Okay, good, disciple remember."

"Is there anyone else who sees it?"

"Don't worry, master, the disciple did it secretly."

"That's good...... Hmmm~It's so fragrant~"

……

"Master~The soup is coming~"

"Hey, stinky boy, I don't know where you got those eggs."

The Zen Master glared at Ying Mo dotingly.

Ying Mo smiled 'hehe'.

Only in front of the master will he let go of his heart.

"Ahem, I can't do it next time."

"If the Buddha knows what to blame, sin and sin."

"Don't worry, master, I've already spent my time with Buddhist scriptures."

"Overdone?"

"Uh-huh."

"Good apprentice~ very conscious."

"Suck ~ real fragrance ~"

……

"Huh? Why does the apprentice have such a bad face? ”

Zen Master Xinyi looked at his disciple with some concern.

Since returning from the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave, it seems that he has a lot of things on his mind.

Ying Mo responded with a smile: "Master, it may be the reason why the disciple entered the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave for the first time, and he was a little shocked. ”

Zen Master Xinyi nodded, without thinking much: "Okay, you can go back and rest today." ”。

"Thank you, master~"

Looking at the back of the disciple, Zen Master Xinyi frowned slightly.

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