Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Great Mudra of the King of Fudo

"Well, since you don't have an opinion, then it's decided. ”

"Dick"

"The disciple is here. Kong Wen's heart moved, and he nodded.

"Tomorrow you will go to the Treasure Pavilion to get half of the spirit stones, go to Juxianfang City to purchase high-grade elixir, as long as it is not too high the price of the market, try to buy a little more, also, the three-grade elixir should also be bought, you are more cautious, you are responsible for buying the elixir this time, as for the third child, you also go, the two of them go together, the efficiency will be higher, remember, you can't delay too long, it must be completed within five days." ”

"Disciple commands!" Kong Wen, Cai Pei nodded hurriedly.

"Master, what about me, do I need to do something?" Zhu Yuan hurriedly asked.

"You just stay in the sect and restrain the disciples, especially those good seedlings, you can appropriately strengthen the special training, and during this time, let them work hard. ”

"Yes, disciple knows. Zhu Yuan nodded when he heard this.

"By the way, fourth, how has the harvest in Linggu been recently?" At this time, Zhang Dahai's words changed, his eyes looked at Qin Chuan, and asked.

"Back to Master, the harvest in Linggu is nearing the end, and it is initially estimated that there is about one layer more than the harvest in previous years. Qin Chuan replied truthfully.

"That's right, you don't need to take out part of the Linggu harvested this year to trade in the Fang Market, the ten disciples who participated in the Blood Trial this time, you will distribute all the harvest of the Linggu this time to these ten people equally, after all, Linggu still has great benefits for young disciples, and it should be able to greatly accelerate their cultivation speed." ”

Hearing this, the corners of Zhu Yuan's mouth twitched fiercely, and his flesh hurt, it was a spirit stone of white flowers, but he suddenly thought that among the ten disciples, Yanyu Feng accounted for more disciples, so just think about it.

"Yes, the disciple received the order. Qin Chuan also nodded back.

"Well, that's all for today's meeting, and, boss, help me prepare the Sancheng Spirit Stone in advance, and in a few days, I will visit an old fellow. Speaking of this, Zhang Dahai's face also became a little painful.

It seems that for the sake of the sect, Zhang Dahai is really doing everything, and he can use all the methods he can think of.

"Yes, the disciple knows" Zhu Yuan nodded again.

Soon, he immediately went out to handle the things Zhang Dahai explained.

It didn't take long for Zhang Dahai to be left in the hall, and he didn't know how long it was, he took a deep breath and said to himself: "Wu Ming, if you can't even pass this level, then I can only dispel that vain thought, I really hope to see that day come." ”

Immediately, he closed his eyes in pain, picked up the teacup on the table, and drank it all down.

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In the early morning, the fog shrouded Furong Peak, hazy and hazy, making people feel ethereal and illusory.

In a ghostly pavilion, a figure sat cross-legged, his brows furrowed, as if he had encountered something difficult.

At this time, more than ten days have passed since the days of Juxianfang City, and what Wu Ming never expected was that just a few days ago, Qin Chuan suddenly came to the door, threw down the two brocade boxes without saying a word, left a sentence to cultivate well, and left.

When he opened the brocade box, this time in addition to the second-grade elixir, there were actually four third-grade elixir, this discovery, really surprised him, you know, at that time he lacked the most is the high-grade elixir, the last time I went to Fang City to see the price of the third-grade elixir, but it was very expensive, and he couldn't buy one with all his net worth, but he didn't expect that this time the sect would send four at a time.

He had heard the master say by chance that the sect's annual income from spirit stones was only about two hundred yuan, and the price of these two boxes of elixirs alone was estimated to be almost the highest income of the sect in a year, and after a little thought, Wu Ming knew the meaning behind the timely delivery of these two boxes of elixirs.

And recently, the steward of the sect also sent a lot of spiritual rice to himself, not to mention that the taste is delicious, and the teeth are fragrant, this spiritual rice is really as rumored to say, and it has a great effect on the cultivation of monks.

Recently, the speed at which he absorbed the aura has been a little faster, although I don't know how many elixirs other senior brothers can get, but it is definitely not as much as myself.

This is already regarded as the sect's full cultivation of itself, and thinking of this, he can't help but feel a little pressure.

Obviously, Lingyun Valley should be influenced by the existence of such a top disciple as Liang Chengbin in Tianyuan Sect, and Lingyun Valley probably also wants to create a top figure to compete with, so this picture appears.

Liang Chengbin and Wu Ming have fought each other, no matter their cultivation, mana, and strength are more than a step stronger than him, and the former has more powerful martial arts that have not been used, not to mention that his handsome appearance is a few streets away from him Wu Ming.

And this year's blood trial is very important, he will definitely participate, Wu Ming will also, although Luo Cheng patted his chest and promised that if he is really unfortunate to meet the other party at that time, he can contain one or two, but it is difficult to ensure that Liang Chengbin's cultivation will improve again during this time, and Wu Ming will never accept it for handing over his fate to the other party.

He has always believed that monks should have an arrogant spirit, and even leave their fate to others for protection, so what kind of immortal cultivation is better than going home and cultivating the fields.

Thinking of this, Wu Ming had to seek another breakthrough, there was no need to worry about the elixir, there was no shortage now, and the powerful martial arts was his best reliance.

It is better to rely on oneself than to rely on heaven and earth.

If you can do it yourself, then why do you need to rely on others?

And last time Luo Cheng had already helped him out of the siege once, if he relied on the other party at this time, he really owed a lot of favors.

At this time, Wu Ming had just finished cultivating the "Heavenly Dragon Fetal Breath Cultivation Qi Decision", although his cultivation was still progressing in an orderly manner, and his spiritual veins were also opened up little by little, but he still frowned.

Flipping through the book "The Great Mudra of the King of Fudo Ming" bought with eight spirit stones, Wu Ming couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, this is a full eight spirit stones, and when they are exchanged for gold coins, they are 80,000, and 80,000 gold coins can buy a big house in the mortal world and live comfortably for a lifetime.

Wu Ming couldn't help but shake his head, this book looked quite domineering when he heard the name, but when he recently attained enlightenment, he found that maybe it was because most of this martial arts were missing, or because his cultivation talent was too poor, he always couldn't find the beauty of this exercise.

However, this martial art is very different from the martial arts he has learned before, most of the previous martial arts have basic routines, and this set of exercises has no routines, but it does introduce a lot of complex mudras.

Of course, he was not lazy during this time, and he was probably able to cast the handprints listed on this martial art, but perhaps because of the lack of other mutilated handprints, he used them, and his power was so-so and mediocre.

Even, it is much worse than the previous two-star martial arts "Dragon Elephant Panruo Fist", if he used this kind of martial arts to fight against Liang Chengbin, he thought that he might be beaten to death.

Could it be that this martial arts is really so bad? Or is it that the cultivation talent of his own scumbag can't comprehend the mystery.

For a moment he couldn't think of a better way.

Or take a gamble?

Immediately, he shook his heavy head and rested for half an hour until he was in the best state of mind.

Wu Ming exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, his eyes closed slightly, and sat cross-legged again, and after a while, the voices around him slowly quieted down.

The insects and birds in his ears slowly disappeared, and Wu Ming had the relevant content of "The Great Mudra of the King of Fudo" flowing in his mind, and he silently recited the "Famous Teacher Card" in his heart.

With Wu Ming's silent thoughts, the twenty-three famous teacher cards hovering in the depths of his mind suddenly had another one spontaneously combusted without wind in his summoning, and with the burning of this card, Wu Ming's consciousness seemed to have crossed the space and appeared in another void.

Wu Ming only felt a trance, his eyes suddenly opened, and he found that he had come to a strange clearing, surrounded by a dense sea of bamboo, surrounding this clearing, and it looked like ten or twenty zhang by sight.

And on a big rock not far away, an old man wearing a Taoist robe, with a white beard and a ruddy face like a baby, sat on it with his eyes slightly closed and his knees crossed.

Wu Ming was slightly stunned, thinking that this could be the temporary cheap master who was taught.

With the first experience, he didn't have too much courage, his footsteps moved, walked over to the old man, saluted with both hands, and said respectfully: "Wu Ming boy, meet the seniors." ”

Hearing this, the old man's slightly closed eyes slowly opened, glanced at Wu Ming, and said indifferently: "Is it you kid who summoned the old man?"

"Senior, that's the case, I'll tell you the truth, the kid recently participated in a book of "The Great Mudra of the King of Fudo", but, maybe because the kid is blunt and doesn't know the meaning, I implore the seniors to answer. Wu Ming said sincerely, and his serious attitude made it impossible to find fault.

"Oh, "Fudo Ming King Mahamudra"? hehe, I can't imagine that the four-star martial arts that this seat once created itself has now blossomed and scattered. ”

"Four-star, no, why did I hear that it's only three-star, and the seniors are not mistaken, right?" Wu Ming glanced at the old man and said suspiciously.

"Didn't your master tell you that this is a four-star martial arts?" Hearing this, the old man's face turned cold, and he said lightly.

"The senior misunderstood, I bought this unintentionally in the trading market?" Wu Ming was afraid that the other party would misunderstand, so he hurriedly explained.

"I see, it's no wonder you, those people are too uninformed, but I think the price shouldn't be cheap, one or two thousand spirit stones still need to be put together, I can't imagine that your kid is not high, but there are a lot of spirit stones. The old man had the expression of Sherlock Holmes, and Wu Ming often said a word, as if he had guessed what was happening later, and his expression was even more unfathomable.

Wu Ming looked confused, and it was worth one or two thousand spirit stones, and then he said with some embarrassment: "The predecessors overestimated the value of this "Fudo Ming King Damura", and the kid didn't have so many spirit stones, one thousand spirit stones, I thought too much, I only spent ten spirit stones to buy it, and because this exercise was a bit incomplete, the other party didn't seem to be able to sell it, and gave the kid a discount, to be precise, only eight spirit stones were used." ”

Hearing this, the old man's face changed for a while, as if he couldn't believe that the martial arts he had painstakingly created in the past were so cheap, which made his lofty heart instantly receive a ruthless crit, and soon became like a constipated face.

Seeing this, Wu Ming cautiously asked, "Is the senior okay?"

"Oh, what did you say just now? You said you don't know the mysteries of this martial art, right?" the old man suppressed the anger in his heart and coughed dryly.

"Yes, the kid is dull, and he can't feel the power of this martial art. ”

"It's fine, I can teach you, but you have to promise the old man one condition. The old man said with a grim face.

"The seniors said that it doesn't matter, as long as the kid can do it, the sword mountain and the sea of fire will also break through. Seeing that he had finally entered the theme, Wu Ming said respectfully.

"It's not a difficult thing, if you complete this set of martial arts, you will demolish the shop for the old man. The old man said.