"Jingyuan meets Uncle Shi!"

Jingyuan stood in front of the tall and thin monk at the door, bowing his head respectfully.

Behind him, Wang Li also bowed down in the same way: "Wang Li, meet Uncle Ancestor!" ”

I heard this uncle and ancestor hum sullenly, and then strode into the courtyard.

Jingyuan did not hesitate, and pulled Wang Li to follow quickly.

This uncle went straight inside and sat down, Jingyuan stood in front of him and said: "Uncle Shi is visiting, I don't know what to see, if there is a need, Jingyuan will not refuse." ”

At this time, Wang Li stood behind Jingyuan, and only then did he have the opportunity to take a good look at this uncle.

The other party is tall and thin, his eyebrows and beard have turned white, his complexion is slightly dark, his eyebrows are raised, and the wrinkles on his face are integrated, he does not look angry and arrogant, and he knows at a glance that it is extremely difficult to provoke, and his most striking thing is undoubtedly the pair of eyes, which do not have the cloudiness of the elderly, but are very bright, faintly like a golden light.

Listening to the words of the monk of Jingyuan, he did not have the idea of beating around the bush.

"There is indeed one thing that should have been done by your master, but he has been traveling for a long time and is nowhere to be found for the time being. If we miss the opportunity, the evil will kill people! As soon as he spoke, his tone was categorical and irrefutable.

Jingyuan didn't respond in a bite, but frowned slightly: "Uncle Shi, what are you talking about......"

The old monk squinted his eyes and said with a full sense of anger: "Yuecheng!" ”

When Jingyuan heard this, the furrow between his eyebrows was a little deeper, he paused, and was about to speak, but the old monk took the first step.

"Jingyuan, this time you only need to protect the surroundings with the golden bell jar, and the rest of the things have nothing to do with you!"

"Uncle Shi......"

The old monk directly interrupted: "Don't say much, only you and your master are good at the Admiralty method in the temple, if you don't go, don't say mortals, even the monks in the temple are afraid of many deaths and injuries!" ”

Wang Li's thin body was hidden behind Jingyuan, he listened to the communication between the two silently, and didn't understand why the Jingyuan monk seemed reluctant, but these things had nothing to do with him, so he just stood here and treated himself as air.

Who knows, Jingyuan sighed slightly, his eyes moved suddenly, and he turned around and revealed Wang Li.

"Uncle Shi, this is the son of the disciple's old friend, he was born with a disease, and he has not gone away, so I am afraid that he will not be able to leave the disciple for a while."

The old monk fixed his eyes on Wang Li.

With a glance, Wang Li suddenly felt as if a boulder was pressed on his heart, and even his breathing was a little unsmooth.

After a few breaths, the old monk nodded slightly, turned his palm, and an emerald green round pill appeared in his palm, and the fragrance of medicine floated in the room in an instant.

"He is indeed born with a loss, if there is indeed no cure in the world, but in the temple is not a trivial matter. You have removed many stubborn diseases for him, take this herb pill with him, and send someone to send him home in a few days! ”

Jingyuan paused, pursed his lips and stopped.

But the old monk's eyes were very sharp, and this elixir was indeed beneficial to Wang Li, so he had to step forward to take the elixir.

"Thank you, uncle!"

Wang Li saluted and thanked him, but raised his eyebrows when he bowed his head.

The old monk got up, "Wait for me at the gate of the Temple of Tomorrow!" ”

"Yes!"

The old monk strode away, and his back quickly disappeared.

Jingyuan pinched the baicao pill and looked at it again and again.

Wang Li raised his head and said, "Master Jingyuan, will I be able to go back soon?" ”

If I go back, where do I find the method of cultivation? Don't...... If I have to become a monk first and then return to the vulgar, will they directly abolish me when I am still vulgar?

Jingyuan nodded, Wang Li's heart was half cold, and he was ready to find a way to rely on it.

But then Jingyuan shook his head again.

"Homesick?"

"It's fine."

"Then stay for a few more days, it's better to swallow this herb pill separately and slowly, so as not to be too hasty for a while and hurt your vitality."

Wang Li tilted his head and thought for a moment, and his smile bloomed: "Okay." ”

Jingyuan also smiled and waved his hand: "Go to the kitchen and drink medicine by yourself." ”

"Well, thank you, Master Jingyuan."

Wang Li turned around, a smile on his face; Behind him, Jingyuan also looked at his back with a smile.

Jingyuan: Stay with him for some more time, and let him worship me as a teacher as soon as possible!

Wang Li: Time is running out, we must seize the time to learn the complete Demon Sword, and then strive to learn the true cultivation method!

……

Kitchen.

A bowl of black, hot decoction comes out of the pot.

The color and strong smell of this bowl of medicine alone already make people feel very bitter in their mouths.

But Wang Li's cheeks, which were still baby fat, did not have any expression, and he brought it to his mouth and swallowed it directly, as if drinking ice in summer, which was extremely bold.

A bowl of soup and medicine is in the stomach in a blink of an eye, and there is no drip left.

Wang Li's lips smacked, as if he was reminiscing.

Quite ruthless.

Then, he turned around and scooped a scoop of water, taking small sips in his mouth over and over again, swallowing slowly.

After more than ten reciprocating.

With a thought in his mind, he released the special ability that had been applied to him in advance.

Suddenly, the unfinished bitter taste in his mouth and the residual Chinese medicine breath in his throat instantly rushed to the top of his head.

Wang Li couldn't help but shudder, his porcelain-like delicate face immediately wrinkled, his mouth opened involuntarily, and a crystal silk thread quickly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Suck~

Phew~

After tossing and turning for a while, his expression finally calmed down.

"If I hadn't lost pain and taste, I would have died the first time I took a medicinal bath and drank this decoction for the first time......

The Jingyuan monk thought that his endurance and concentration were extraordinary, but Wang Li knew that he was really an ordinary mortal.

He just suddenly "awakened" 100 million special talents.

This is a special ability that was discovered by chance after Wang Carp came to this world.

He didn't have it in his previous life, and neither did the previous little Wang carp.

It is similar to the legendary supernatural power of "words follow the law". It's just that the current "supernatural powers" can neither affect heaven and earth, command nature, nor can they be used on other people, and all effects can only be applied to Wang Li's own body.

In short, the king carp can add some kind of state to itself.

This status can be either a buff or a debuff.

[Loss of taste], as the name suggests, loss of taste. It is a debuff in itself, a negative status.

However, when drinking this bowl of highly poisonous decoction, the loss of taste is the best partner of Wang Carp.

When he was in the bell tower, he added to himself the state of [deafness], and the unfluctuating face at that time was not that he seemed to be deaf, but that he was really deaf.

During the medicated bath, he let himself lose his sense of pain, otherwise there would be no stamina and concentration to resist the stimulation of the boiling heat and burning that enveloped his whole body.

Over the past month, he's tried a lot of state words.

Some state words can be used directly, because these states are completely attributable to one's own physical essence, such as "loss of taste", "loss of hearing", "loss of pain".

For example, when he first heard the bell of the White Dragon Temple ring in his ears, he successively attained the two states of "meditation" and "concentration".

The former tends to have perfect control over the body, while the latter tends to be a direct reproduction of experience.

For example, he can't add an [Epiphany] effect to himself out of thin air, because he hasn't had an epiphany so far.

These states manifested themselves directly in the movement of his mind, consuming his mental and physical strength.

If left unchecked after the blessing, his mental and physical strength will be exhausted until he is unconscious.

On this congenital body, he couldn't last long in any state, but fortunately, with the recuperation of the Pure Yuan Monk, he became more and more durable.

After drinking the medicine, continue to practice swords to strengthen your body.

In the state of [Concentrating], the practice of the Demon Sword has advanced by leaps and bounds.

The sword dance is breezy and cloudy, and the shadow reflects the long sky.

Jingyuan slowly turned the rosary in his hand, and he was more and more reluctant to lose Wang Li, a disciple.

Fu Demon Sword, he has also practiced, this is a relatively rare swordsmanship in the White Dragon Temple's Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and its difficulty is far above many world-famous Buddhist exercises. The dexterity and sharpness of the sword, the lightness of lifting weights and many other skill points are included.

Jingyuan thought that he would teach him for a few years, but now it is only a month.

Not only stamina and concentration, but also great talent.

Jingyuan firmly believes that this is definitely the best candidate for disciples!

After lunch, there was another medicinal bath, a bowl of soup and medicine.

In front of the net edge, Wang Li's face does not change color.

He must highlight his "special talent" in order to win a greater degree of attention from Jingyuan's heart. He can not do with the method that is not passed on in the White Dragon Temple, but it is not clear that there may be a practice method that is not in the White Dragon Temple, after all, he is over thirty years old and has rich experience.

Today's pure edge, when chanting the scriptures, is also full of golden Buddha light, if mortals see this scene, they are afraid of bowing their heads.

Wang Li, however, only buried himself in reading.

It's not that he didn't try to directly ask Jingyuan if he could pass on the cultivation method outside the White Dragon Temple, but Jingyuan always shirked and said that he only had the method of the White Dragon Temple.

Wang Li: I don't believe it!

He, like Jingyuan, is very firm in his inner thoughts and persistence.

If you don't teach the method of cultivation, even if you knock the wooden fish until it smokes, if I look at you, I will lose.

Jingyuan recited Buddhist scriptures, and Wang Li read the Book of Changes brought from home.

In the past, Xiao Wang carp was frail and sickly, rarely went out, and the most he did at home was to read.

Wang Carp inherited the soul and body of the little Wang Carp, although he did not love books like his life, but at least he would not be unable to read it, or fall asleep directly after looking at it.

In the state of [focus], Yi Zhongzhi is familiar with the heart, and a variety of realizations that have never been in the past come to mind.

Night.

Lying on the bed and closing his eyes, Wang Li silently recited in his heart: [Sleep].

Immediately, he felt a deep sleepiness creeping on, and before he could hold on to three breaths, he had fallen into a deep sleep.

Faster than anesthesia.

So far, the only thing he has found that does not deplete himself, but can replenish his mental and physical strength, is only the state related to sleep.

[lethargy] [drowsy] [sleepy] [sleepy] [sleepy] and so on.

Among them, the best effect is [Sleeping].

[Sleep]: If you are not awakened halfway, the duration is fixed at four hours.