"You've been in for some time, and if you don't go out again, you're going to arouse suspicion." As soon as the voice of the Demon Venerable fell, a large cloud of white mist hit Wang Ping, and Wang Ping was a little unclear.

"If you go out intact, you will definitely be suspected, this seat will pour this demonic fog into the sea of knowledge, you will go out for a while, people will not be suspicious, but you may be in a coma for a few days."

"It's still the Demon Venerable's predecessors who think about it thoroughly!" Wang Ping also admired the caution of the Demon Venerable in his heart, if he walked out with a swagger, there would be a lot of trouble in the future.

"By the way, Demon Venerable senior, can this gourd hold some white mist?" Wang Ping also had a gourd on his waist, and his main task here was not to find the Demon Venerable, but to collect fog.

The Demon Venerable didn't say anything, only to see a white mist drift down in the sky, burrowing into the gourd.

"That junior is leaving!" Wang Ping stuffed the gourd, saluted the ancient temple of demon slaying, and then turned around and walked towards the heart demon bridge.

As soon as Wang Ping came into contact with the white mist on the Heart Demon Bridge, a feeling of dizziness came from his mind, and his vision in front of him became a little blurred.

Wang Ping knew that something was wrong, so he endured the dizziness in his mind and stumbled outside.

The moment Wang Ping got out of the white mist, the white-clothed monk immediately flew up, grabbed him by the collar, and took him away from the Heart Demon Bridge.

The next moment, the thick fog surged, and it actually transformed into the appearance of Yunqin, but the shy and seductive appearance was charming and moving.

Seeing this, Yun Qin, who was standing on the side, immediately lowered his head, and instantly blushed.

"Ahem, ahem... The green mountains are not moving, the floating clouds are still coming, and the people who cross the heart first! The white-clothed monk coughed twice in embarrassment.

If you don't see it, you don't see it!

The white-clothed monk put down Wang Ping, and his spiritual sense swept carefully over Wang Ping's body, and his originally tense face finally relaxed: "It's just that the white mist is inhaled too much, and it's good to sleep for two days, it's not a big problem." ”

After speaking, the white-clothed monk took off the gourd on Wang Ping's waist.

"Huh!" The white-clothed monk looked shocked!

"Is this full?" As soon as he opened the gourd, he actually saw the white mist coming out, and the white-clothed monk couldn't help but exclaim.

"No wonder he fainted, could it be that he thought I had asked him to fill the gourd, and that's why he stayed in it for so long? I'll go, little brother, upright! The white-clothed monk had to look at Wang Ping differently.

Yunqin on the side looked at Wang Ping and frowned slightly, and then muttered: "He doesn't seem to be a mortal vein, I can faintly feel that his body is absorbing aura, although it is very weak!" ”

"Oh?" The white-clothed monk was also shocked, and said in his heart: Could it be that I have lost my eyes?

"Could it be a hidden spiritual root?" The white-clothed monk released his spiritual sense to investigate again, but the result was still mortal roots and mortal bones, which made him have to guess that the other party had a rare hidden spiritual root.

The so-called hidden spiritual root is generally impossible to find, unless you cultivate to a very powerful person.

"I'm going to tell Uncle Shi about this, Wusong wants to send him back to rest." The white-clothed monk put away the gourd and said to Wusong.

"Follow Uncle Shi's arrangement!" Wusong bowed, and the white-clothed monk left, Princess Yunqin naturally couldn't go to the inner temple, she was just a pilgrim staying in the outer temple.

Fortunately, Wang Ping was not very old, and his body was not heavy, so Wusong carried Wang Ping back to the outer temple alone.

Two days later, Wang Ping slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eye was actually his room.

I wanted to get up, but as soon as I moved, there was a heart-piercing pain all over my body, and I couldn't do it if I wanted to scream, because I didn't have the strength to open my mouth.

At this moment, Wang Ping felt that his body seemed to be broken, and as long as he moved, it would fall apart.

"Amitabha, junior brother, you can be regarded as awake, I will go and tell the master." Seeing Wang Ping wake up, the little monk who was in charge of taking care of him called out the Buddha's name and turned to leave.

Master Benzhu walked into the room quickly, and could see that he was still very worried about this new disciple.

When he was 30 years old, his wife died of a serious illness, and he was very saddened by the death of his wife, but fortunately he had a nine-year-old son who depended on him for his life.

However, not long after the death of his wife, his son also drowned because he was playing by the river, and Master Benzhu committed suicide by jumping into the river, but he happened to be rescued by the monks of Lingshan Temple, and under the guidance of his master, he worshiped in Lingshan Temple, and since then he has devoted himself to Buddha.

So seeing Wang Ping so young, the compassion in his heart was faintly too much.

"Amitabha, Wuxiang, you can be regarded as awake, where do you feel unwell?" Master Benzhu called a Buddha horn and said with concern.

"Deacon." Wang Ping wanted to get up, but the pain in his body stopped him again. Seeing that his face was in pain, Master Benzhu gently stroked Wang Ping's shoulder and said, "You don't need to get up, lie down well." ”

At that moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and a group of monks in robes entered, each with clear eyebrows and a very young age.

"Amitabha, Wuming has seen Senior Brother Deacon Benzhu." The monk who was the leader made a Buddhist salute to Benzhu, which was regarded as greeting Master Benzhu, and the people behind the monk also bent down and saluted.

Wu Ming's eyes looked at Wang Ping who was lying on the bed, and Wu Ming said to Wang Ping: "Wuxiang, your business, Yuanfang's nephew has already told me, I heard that you have a hidden spiritual root, and the old man came to check it." ”

"Senior Brother Wuming, Wuxiang has just woken up, and his body is still a little sick, so it is not appropriate to get out of bed and walk around, so let's come back another day." Benzhu doesn't have any selfish intentions, it's just a matter of facts.

"Senior Brother Benzhu, please rest assured, I brought the elixir, and the injury of the unphased will be fine." After speaking, he took out a round elixir, the size of only the size of a thumb, which looked ordinary, but it exuded a fragrance, and the smell was refreshing.

Master Benzhu received the pill, and he was also surprised in his heart, this pill was worth a lot of money when he smelled it, even if he had been in Lingshan Temple for so many years, he had never eaten this kind of thing, let alone eaten, it was the first time he saw it.

After taking the pill, there was a lingering fragrance in the mouth, and the tongue bud was a little bitter, but when the pill entered the body, I felt a warmth in the stomach, and then spread all over the body.

A warmth filled every part of his body, causing Wang Ping to let out a groan, and the soreness in his whole body gradually disappeared, and he could even feel that his body seemed to be a lot lighter.

"So amazing?" Wang Ping couldn't help but be surprised in his heart, in a few breaths, the pain in his whole body disappeared?

"Wuxiang, are you better?" Wu Ming looked at Wang Ping with a smile on his face, obviously satisfied with Wang Ping's surprise.

"Thank you, Master Wuming." Wang Ping got up as he spoke, and the people around him also hurriedly went up to help, also worried that Wang Ping would not be able to stand steadily.

Wang Ping gently pushed away the senior brother who was supporting him, tried to stretch his body, didn't feel any pain, took two steps, and said with a smile: "I'm really fine." ”

Wuming smiled and said to him, "Wuxiang is willing to go to the inner temple with me?" ”

"Inner Temple, can I go?" Wang Ping said in surprise.

"Yes, although I didn't realize that you have a spiritual root, but your physique has its own spiritual energy, although it is extremely slow, it also means that you can practice the method of Buddhism."

"But I'm afraid that the qualifications of the unphased are extremely poor, and the inner temple is also willing to accept disciples?" Wang Ping didn't really want to go, after all, he cultivated the Demon Dao by himself, and he was worried about being discovered by the inner temple.

"The way of the Buddha is not a qualification evaluation, it is naturally based on the Dharma! Master Huichen of our temple is an ancestor of Lingshan Temple hundreds of years ago, there is no spiritual root and spiritual vein, he has been cultivating Buddha in the outer temple for decades, and at the age of seventy-two, he once realized the Buddha, cultivated the golden body Bodhisattva realm, one step to break the void, and stepped on the auspicious clouds to climb the bliss. ”

In fact, Wuming is mainly optimistic about the qualifications of Wuxiang and hides the spiritual root, even he can't see it, which proves that the spiritual root of Wuxiang is extraordinary!

"Then can I also cultivate in the outer temple?" Wang Ping still didn't want to go.

"The outer temple can also practice, but the outer temple here is very sluggish, not the inner temple is helpful for practice, the inner temple is a day's work, and the outer temple is afraid that it will take ten days." Wuming still wants to persuade Wuxiang to go to the inner temple.

It's not that Wang Ping's qualifications are good, it's mainly that he can't see through the qualifications of Wuxiang.

Wang Ping pondered in his heart: "The aura needed for cultivation is only enough in the inner temple, and if you cultivate in the outer temple, I am afraid it will take an extremely long time." ”

"Master, can I go to the inner temple by myself tomorrow, I have just entered the outer temple, and I still want to see it in the outer temple." Wang Ping postponed the time by a day, mainly to see what the opening of the Ten Thousand Demons Heavenly Book was like now in the outer temple.

If you go to the inner temple, if you don't pay attention, it is easy to be noticed by the monks who have cultivated high.

"Also, tomorrow when you go to the inner temple, if you meet a monk guarding the door, tell them that the old man asked you to go." Wuming smiled very kindly: "Then the old man won't disturb your rest." ”

"Master go slowly!" Wang Ping clasped his palms together and bowed down with everyone.

After everyone left, Wang Ping touched the place where the Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Book was originally hidden, but he didn't touch anything, and there were no wounds.

"Strange? Where did the Book of Ten Thousand Demons go? Wang Ping suddenly lost his head.

But just as he finished saying the four words of the Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Book, a huge transparent page suddenly appeared in front of him, like the size of a wall!

"This.... Is this the book? Wang Ping was stunned, isn't this a wall?

Wang Ping also found that everywhere he looked, it was this page.

At the same time, on the pages of the book, the dense text kept flickering, really like a book from heaven.

Eventually, all the words on the Book of Ten Thousand Demons disappeared, and then a few lines of black font appeared:

Magic Element: 1 (Silk)

Shou Yuan: 14/78

Ten Thousand Demon Heart Method: Not opened (can be opened with magic element)

Ten Thousand Demon Body Method: Demon Shadow Step (Ten Thousand Demon Mind Method Attached)

Ten Thousand Magic Spells: Blood and Fire Spell (Comes with Ten Thousand Demon Hearts)

Mystic Method: Rest and Calm (Use)

Ten Thousand Forbidden Magic: Brahma a dream

(There are not enough longevity to add more options..... ）