Chapter 291: The Art of Performance
Even if the mentality was as stable as King Zhu Zi, he couldn't help but feel weak under his feet, and almost collapsed to the ground, but fortunately, the lady of the Golden Sacred Palace quickly supported him, but she was not much better, the two snuggled up to each other, crying with joy.
"King, what's the banquet, the poor monks are hungry, do you have sauce elbows?"
"Yes, yes, the holy monk ordered, then naturally there is, come here, send an order to the imperial dining room, add sauce elbow!" As soon as King Zhu Zi gave the order, someone from the palace immediately went to the imperial dining room of the palace to give the order.
Tang Sen smiled slightly, it wasn't that he really wanted to eat sauce elbow, even he wouldn't admit it.
However, this three-year stubborn illness of King Zhu Zi must be taken drastically, and emotions are the best catalyst, under the ups and downs of emotions, Tang Sen felt that the breath in his body was extremely unstable, and now it was time to make a move.
The little finger of his right hand stood up, and the blue water aura gathered from all directions, gradually condensing into a blue light, deeper than the sea.
Seeing the sweat on his forehead, the slightly recovered mana is really not very easy to use now, especially in the case of the water spirit bead used, but fortunately, it has been condensed, and with one finger, the azure water aura is entering the purple palace acupoint of King Zhu Zi, and then flowing through the whole body from the Ren vein, moistening this land that has long been dried.
The huge aura poured in, slowly stabilizing the fluctuating aura, although the water aura healing is not as good as the wood aura, but the moisturizing effect is much better, the good is like water, the water benefits all things without fighting, everything is going on silently.
Everything happened between the lightning and flint, and by the time King Zhu Zi and the others reacted, Tang Sen was already done, feeling the cold breath flowing in his body, silently moisturizing his body, and his originally weak body was slowly recovering.
Tang Sen was not easy, controlling the water aura to swim in King Vermilion's body, very careful, his body was not much better than the scarred hornet's nest, for fear that he would burp if he didn't pay attention, in addition, he had to do one thing.
Separated from his own blood, a trace of it crossed into the body of the Zhu Zi King, although it is nonsense to say that eating a piece of Tang monk meat can live forever, but his own flesh and blood is indeed a treasure medicine, as the son of the Mandate of Heaven, not to mention the Buddhist luck with him, or a strong man at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level, even this wisp is enough.
This King Vermilion Purple has too much deficit, and this wisp of blood is not a big deal for him, and it can be replenished in a breath, but it is completely different for King Vermilion Purple.
As soon as Tang Sen's blood entered his body, it immediately differentiated like a stream, flowing through his limbs and hundreds of remains, replenishing qi and blood, and it was also just now that the water aura stabilized the breath and moistened the meridians, otherwise his tattered meridians might not be able to withstand Tang Sen's blood, even a trace of it.
But now it's good, the body function in the body has recovered, and the previous vitality has been restored, and even, it is even better than three years ago, the blood in the body is rolling, like a big river rushing, and the vast water aura is dispersed into all parts of the meridians, and the internal organs are silently nourishing this body.
And this wisp of Tang Sen's blood ensures that there is no problem at all for him to live to be more than 100 years old, and he can be free from all diseases.
Feeling the earth-shaking changes in his body, King Zhu Zi's face became more and more excited, and he raised his right hand, which was originally pale and weak, dry as an eagle's claw, but now it is ruddy and full, and looking at everything else, it is all normal.
Only those who have been on the sickbed for a long time know how precious health is, King Zhu Zi trembled all over, and looked at Tang Sen opposite, but his face was pale.
Crumbling, carefree was the first to notice, and hurriedly came over to support him, with worry in her eyes, but the first time she made contact, the worry in her eyes disappeared.
The monk in front of him has no consumption, and his body is very healthy.
"Holy Monk, what's wrong with you?" King Zhu Zi's face changed, this was obviously a sign of overconsumption, and he jumped up, his body was as strong as a young man in his early twenties.
Tang Sen smiled reluctantly, and forced his face to turn a little paler, "King, the poor monk is just over-consumed, there is no big problem, it is not in the way." After speaking, he coughed weakly twice.
The more this was the case, the more moved King Zhu Zi became, "Holy monk, rest assured, I will pour out the strength of the whole country, and I will also make up for your consumption." ”
What is it? It's righteousness! It's a great grace!
A holy monk of other people's noble status actually sacrificed his life to save you a little king, and now it is still so miserable, King Zhu Zi feels more and more ashamed in his heart.
Tang Sen smiled smugly in his heart, hehe, don't you want to repay the favor? It's just nonsense.
Grace is to let others see, otherwise how to let others remember your good, this is the wisdom of life, but also a clever way to get closer to the relationship, no, the poor monk slightly performed, and deceived the king to the appearance of a personal promise.
Only the greater the price you pay, the greater the kindness that others remember you, otherwise, it is easy to turn against you.
I still remember that year, when I was doing a project, the things that the leader explained were done in a few stupid hours, and then, not only offended my colleagues, but also offended the leader, and it was something that could not be done from then on.
Later, I learned that this kind of thing is default, even if it can be done in a few hours, it will take a few days to hand it over, so that Party A can realize its hardships and be worth the money.
"Someone else has done something in a few days, and you have a few hours, significant to you?" That's the exact word, and as bad as it sounds, it's human. 33
It doesn't matter how much you give, it's what others think you give.
Heh, this fucking theory.
But that doesn't prevent Townsend from using the good things that can be obtained just by acting, who wouldn't want to.
"King, can you add more green onions to the sauce elbow."
"Yes, yes." King Zhu Zi smiled very much, and the two looked at each other and smiled, everything was silent.
Therefore, Tang Sen was carried into the palace by King Zhu Zi's guards in a sedan chair, and he also had the reputation of saving the dead and helping the wounded, and being benevolent and righteous.
Inside the sedan chair, Tang Sen looked at a pair of aura eyes in front of him and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
When he came in, he was exposed by this girl, and he didn't give him any face, and said directly, "You pretended to be right?" ”
If you want to deny it, you can't deny it, not deceiving people is his last stubbornness, at least, you can't talk and deceive people, but the use of a certain amount of exaggerated art in the performance is not counted.
Looking at the cold beauty in front of him, Tang Sen smiled, as if he had been seen through, this damn illusion!
"Ahem", coughing, barely upright, can't be cowardly.
In this way, the two stared at each other, no one retreated, and outside the car, Sun Wukong and other apprentices followed on foot.
Some people died, but not completely......