"Lord Yu."

Wuhua clasped her hands together and looked at Yu Zhi nervously.

He didn't know what the hell Yu had in his heart, but the master said that people's hearts are sinister, and the most sinister thing is the Yu benefactor in front of him.

Yu Zhi raised his eyebrows, and said sincerely: "Master Wuhua also heard from Master Hou just now, going to the Meteorite Cliff this time is dangerous, those gangsters must have set up countless traps to deal with us, and if this one is not careful, we will die without a place to be buried." ”

"I'm scared!"

Yu Zhi patted his chest, honestly frightened, looking like he was about to die.

Wuhua also responded sincerely: "Don't worry about Lord Yu. Although the little monk is lowly in cultivation, he will do his best to protect the thoughtfulness of Lord Yu. I am a Buddha with compassion. ”

Yu Zhi still looked worried, and said, "Master Wuhua, it's not that I don't believe you. As the saying goes, it's better to rely on others than on yourself. On the Meteorite Cliff is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, and the killer is attacking, and at such a critical moment, it is difficult for the Ten Rank Grandmasters to estimate the safety of others. ”

"So, I still like to take my life into my own hands."

Listening to Yu Zhi's story, Wuhua couldn't help but feel very reasonable. The fair-skinned and immature face frowned slightly, thinking seriously about Yu Zhi's words.

If it really doesn't have time to rescue Lord Yu, wouldn't this kill another life?

Amitabha, sin and sin..... Wuhua clasped her hands together and said, "Lord Yu's concern is not unreasonable. Dare to ask Yu donor, is there any good way? ”

It's coming, little monk, it's still too tender...... Yu Zhi looked at Wuhua's expression, rolled his eyes, and continued: "The so-called skill is not pressing. Otherwise, Master Wuhua will teach me that one flower and one world? ”

As soon as the words fell, the little face that was white and red was extremely twisted, and the golden seal between the eyebrows was wrinkled.

One flower and one world is the secret technique of Buddhism, and the cultivators in the Hanging Temple are only the little monks and the old monks of Xuan Song.

This secret technique must not be passed on.

"Amitabha. This is a secret technique of Buddhism, and the little monk cannot make the decision without authorization and pass it on. I also hope that the donor Yu will forgive me. Wuhua said apologetically.

Yu Zhi said bitterly: "That's not what I said. In ancient times, the Buddha cut meat and fed the eagle, which shows the great compassion of the Buddha and is willing to use his own flesh and blood to save the eagle. Now in the eyes of Master Wuhua, is my life not as good as the rules of Buddhism? ”

"Master Flowerless, do you want to watch me die?"

When Wuhua heard this, she felt even more guilty in her heart. It's as if Yu Zhi is dead, and it's his fault.

Amitabha, no, the little monk must not let Yu Shi have an accident.

Wuhua gritted her teeth and said with a serious expression: "All living beings are equal. All beings are suffering, how can the little monk stand by and watch? ”

Yu Zhi heard this, and smiled secretly in his heart. This little monk is too easy to deceive.

"Yes, yes, rules are dead, people are alive. How could Master Flowerless watch me die? ”

Wuhua Amitabha Buddha again looked at Yu Zhi seriously. "It's not that the little monk is stubborn and doesn't want to teach a flower and a world. But this secret technique is not only precious, but also needs to be practiced with the help of the bitter sea of Buddhist temples, and the little monk has been practicing for more than ten years before he can perform it. For Yu Shizhu, this is not a day's work. ”

Yu Zhi didn't expect it to be so troublesome.

Buddhism is a bitter sea, this thing is only available in the Hanging Temple. In this way, to practice this secret technique, you still have to be in the Hanging Temple?

Yu Zhizheng wanted to wave his hand to stop, and listened to Wuhua say again: "Now that the war is imminent, the little monk still has a skill, which may be useful to Master Yu." ”

Yu Zhi's eyes lit up, he didn't have to practice any flowers, one world.

The main reason is that the martial arts in Yu Zhi's hands are really lacking at the moment, and there is always a feeling of poor donkey skills when fighting.

Now turning to the little monk for help is really a real temporary cramming.

"There are not many martial arts practiced by the little monk in the Hanging Temple, except for a flower and a world, which is the golden bell jar of Buddhism. This martial art is strong in defense, and it will definitely be of great benefit to Master Yu. ”

Yu Zhi swallowed his saliva, the golden bell jar of Buddhism, the prestige of this martial art was widely spread throughout Dachu.

According to legend, this is the foundation of the lost secret technique of Buddhism - Zhangliu Golden Body. If you want to practice the six golden bodies, you must first practice the "Golden Bell Jar".

"But the famous "Golden Bell Jar"?" Yu Zhi asked.

Wuhua nodded, stretched out his hand and put his hand on Yu Zhi's wrist, and a subtle true qi entered his body along Yu Zhi's meridians.

"The Golden Bell Jar is the strongest defense of Buddhism. Master once said that this secret technique has been practiced to the pinnacle, and even the kendo grandmaster cannot break through the defense of the Golden Bell. Now the little monk has handed over the method of true qi operation to Lord Yu, if he can learn a few points in the future war, he can give Lord Yu a little more hope of survival. ”

Yu Zhi is overjoyed, no matter whether the martial art is killing or defending, as long as it is a superior martial art, this is excellent.

Wuhua concentrated on controlling the flow of true qi, so that Yu Zhi could feel it carefully.

"Lord Yu, if it weren't for saving your life, the little monk would definitely not pass on the secret skills of Buddhism, and after returning to the temple, the little monk must atone for his sins in front of the Buddha. Please don't pass on this skill. Wuhua said solemnly.

Yu Zhi also said solemnly: "I swear that I will not pass on this skill to outsiders, otherwise, the sky will thunder." ”

Qinghuan and Ruoruo are not outsiders.

Tong'er, let alone an outsider.

And uncles and aunts, they are all my beloved relatives and friends, how can they be considered outsiders?

Yu Zhi continued: "Master Wuhua, treat me like this and save my life. There is no retribution in the next, it is better to be a brother of the opposite sex with the master, from now on, there will be blessings and hardships, from now on, what is mine is yours, and yours is mine, regardless of each other! ”

Anyway, I don't have anything, the little monk is a high disciple of Xuan Song, and he must be a treasure.

Wei Wuji and Ye Qinghuan were already stunned by this shameless behavior. Ye Qinghuan had seen it before, and he still had a little resistance, but Wei Wuji saw it for the first time, not to mention that it was dumbfounded.

"Ye Gongzi." Wei Wuji asked tentatively, "That's how the young master used to ......."

Ye Qinghuan never felt that it was unlucky to know Yu Zhi.

"Yu Zhi is a reckless person. He...... Very sincerely. ”

Sincere. The first person to use this word to describe Yu Zhi was Qiu Ruoruo.

In Qiu Ruoruo's words, Brother Xiaoyu is very sincere whether he asks for someone or takes advantage.

Wei Wuji looked at Yu Zhi, who was hooking up with Wuhua and was intimate, and laughed awkwardly.

"It's very different from his father."

Ye Qinghuan also smiled, "Yu Zhi, he is a very good person. There are few people in the world who can be as affectionate and righteous as him. ”

Ye Qinghuan recalled the first time he saw Yu Zhi, and the bits and pieces that followed Yu Zhi, and the corners of his mouth showed a satisfied arc.

Wei Wuji looked at Ye Qinghuan's expression and said with relief: "The young master is lucky to have a friend like you. ”

Who is Ye Qinghuan, the top of the Qingyun test list, and the youngest sword cultivator in history to step into the opening of the monument.

If he intends to join the sect, no matter which sect it is, it will devote everything to cultivating him.

Wei Wuji felt that the Yu family had taken advantage.

Ye Qinghuan looked at Wei Wuji and said seriously: "Master Hou is wrong. It is my luck to know Yu Zhi. ”

Wei Wuji was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart: It seems that I don't know enough about the young master.

On the other side, Wuhua's heart trembled, and he couldn't hear the meaning of Yu Zhi's words, but he was very vigilant about Yu Zhi's enthusiasm.

"Lord Yu, the monks have been far away from the red dust, and they should not be contaminated with the world. The little monk couldn't agree. ”

"Are you looking down on me?"

"No, no, the donor misunderstood."

"Misunderstanding?" Yu Zhi feigned anger and said, "Didn't your Buddhists say that all beings are equal? You clearly look down on me! ”

Wuhua was so anxious that she was sweating profusely, and the Buddhist debates in the temple middle school on weekdays choked in her throat for a while.

Master, where are you? Come and save the little monk!

Xiucai met a soldier, and it was unreasonable.

When the little monk meets Yu Zhi, a little scoundrel, how can he be an opponent!

Yu Zhi, who was like a wolf and a tiger on the other side, closed his eyes tightly, silently recited the Heart Sutra, and nervously moved the rosary in his hand.

Yu Zhi chattered for half an hour, and finally gave up.

In the second half of the night, Yu Zhi began to practice "Golden Bell Jar". When Wuhua taught him the method of true qi operation, Yu Zhi found that one of the meridians coincided with Yu Zhi's cultivation of the villain.

Those meridians that have been widened and even reshaped are still able to operate these true qi smoothly.

The heart is the most important organ in the human body.

The first three pictures of the villain are the cultivation of the heart, and now the more you practice martial arts, the more you find that the strength of the heart is also very beneficial to the flow and operation of true qi.

Yu Zhi silently recited the mental method of "Golden Bell Jar", and the true air flowed in the meridians, like steaming hot air overflowing the whole body.

This technique is also a method of refining the body, and after the completion of the golden light, the golden light overflows, turning into a golden bell, which is indestructible.

If others start to practice the "Golden Bell Jar" without any foundation, it must be difficult. The secret skills of Buddhism are not easy to practice.

Even without flowers, it took a lot of time to practice "Golden Bell Jar" over the years.

Fortunately, Yu Zhi was burned twice by Biluo Qingyan, and was almost burned to death the second time.

The flesh and blood of this body have reached the peak of his current stage.

Practicing "Golden Bell Jar" is twice the result with half the effort.

In the early morning, the sky was white, and a touch of morning light penetrated the forest and fell on everyone.

There was a little white smoke in the campfire, and the flickering sparks flashed a few times, but finally lost their light.

When Ye Qinghuan woke up, he saw Wuhua staring at Yu Zhi.

Yu Zhi practiced all night, and under the surging true qi, layers of sweat soaked his clothes. At this moment, a faint golden light covered Yu Zhi's body, like a golden battle armor, unbreakable.

No flower shows joy, this is what the master said about genius, in just one night, you can practice to the point of overflowing golden light.

The true qi surged again, and the golden light disappeared in an instant, and finally disappeared into the depths of the eyes.

An extremely slight bell rang in everyone's ears.

"Amitabha. Yu Shizhu, extraordinary talent, this skill is just around the corner. ”