Chapter Seventy-One: To Each His Good
But Xue Yutang smiled instead, smiling so happily.
"The donor seems to be very happy!"
"Why can't I be happy!"
"I don't know why the donor is happy!"
"Are they guessing riddles?" Hai San asked as he looked at Wang Menglan.
"It should be!" Wang Menglan was also unsure.
"Should you give me something?"
Xue Yutang sat on the ground and stood for an hour, Xue Yutang was a little tired, and the old monk Mingcong also sat down cross-legged!
"What does the donor want?"
"Exercises! Treasures, gold and silver treasures, what do you give!"
"Good!"
"You said it!" Xue Yutang stretched out his hand: "Take it!"
The old monk Mingcong took out a pile of things from his sleeve, and books, medicines, clothes, and weapons were piled up on the ground like a small mountain.
Xue Yutang tugged at Ming Cong's sleeve and looked inside and out for a long time: "Why are you like a warehouse!
"This is called Qiankun sleeves, and when you practice to the extreme, you can install the sun, moon and stars, but the donor wants to learn!"
"I want to learn!"
"Teach you!"
"Really!"
"Really, but you need the donor and the old man to shave the ordination, the green lantern ancient Buddha, and pay homage for a lifetime!"
"Don't learn!
"The donor really doesn't learn anymore!"
"Don't study! Let me become a monk, you might as well kill me!"
"The donor is greedy for this red dust!"
Xue Yutang said with a smile: "You can't eat meat, you can't pick up girls, so what's the point of living?"
"Sin... Sin... In this red dust, how can there be immortals who are free and happy!"
"Sometimes, people want everything, but in the end they don't get anything! Master, I have self-knowledge, so I can't bear the loneliness, why bother to be difficult for myself! Immortal Dao Immortal, let it be!"
Xue Yutang patted his ass and stood up: "Since you don't want to give, then send us out!"
"Haha... Donor, I said you haven't made it through yet!"
"Okay, I'm here for anger, hatred, worry, joy, fear, and love, and what do you have left here, isn't it just a desire... Is it?"
Xue Yutang was stunned for a moment when he said this, looked around, looked up to the sky and laughed twice, sat down cross-legged, his head was ethereal, the old monk Mingcong nodded with a smile, stretched out his right hand, pinched the sword finger against Xue Yutang's eyebrows, and his fingertips emitted a brilliant light, covering Xue Yutang in the middle.
After a while, Ming Cong took his finger away, Xue Yutang was wrapped in light, and he couldn't see anything inside, but Xue Yutang sat there voluntarily and let Ming Cong do it, and Wang Menglan and the others were not worried.
Ming Cong looked at the three people sitting on the side, and said with a smile: "Since you can follow Xue Yutang here, it is a good opportunity, I will give you some creation!"
The old monk looked at the three of them carefully, and when he saw Wang Menglan and Peach, they were stunned for a moment, and they muttered with a Buddhist ceremony: "Sin... Sin..."
called Wang Menglan to him: "Female donor, I have a Taoist method here, called "Qianye Taoism", are you willing to learn?"
Wang Menglan didn't know what Taoist methods were, as long as she could learn it, she was willing, and nodded hurriedly.
Ming Cong asked Wang Menglan to sit down, and pointed to a page of white paper piled up on the ground, the white paper flew out and turned into a pale pink wildflower in the air, from Wang Menglan's Baihui acupoint straight into his brain, Wang Menglan frowned slightly, and then regained his calm, Ming Cong said again: "Sin!" stretched out his sword finger and volleyed at the various acupoints of Wang Menglan's body, the clothes on Wang Menglan's body crackled, and a little blood stain passed through the clothes, staining the body with spots.
By the time Wang Menglan had all the acupoints on her body, there were already beads of sweat on Ming Cong's forehead.
Wang Menglan is done here, Ming Cong called Hai San to his side again, and took out two axes from a pile of miscellaneous items, these two axes are quaint in shape, gold and white, Hai San can't put it down when he gets the axe, and frequently sticks it on his face, Ming Cong asked Hai San to cut his fingers and drip blood on it, Hai San just finished dripping blood, the axe flew up, one after the other and slashed straight at Hai San's dantian, Hai San was frightened "Ah!" With a scream, he fell to the ground with a bang, and after a while, he snored loudly, Ming Cong found a pill, stuffed it in Haisan's mouth, and returned to the futon to meditate and rest.
Peaches watched on the side for a long time, thinking that Ming Cong would call her, but after waiting for a long time, she saw Ming Cong returning to the futon and resting with his eyes closed, and suddenly felt a little aggrieved, ran to Ming Cong, and shook Ming Cong's shoulder: "You old monk, did you forget me!"
Ming Cong opened one eye and looked at the peach for a long time: "It's not that I won't give it to you, it's just that your physique is not suitable for cultivation!"
Peaches immediately quit: "Why can they be, I can't, it's not that you, the old monk is biased!" After speaking, thinking of his life experience, the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, he opened his mouth and cried, his crying shoulders twitched, and he said while crying: "You all bully me, Xue Yutang bullies me, and you old monk also bullies me!"
Ming Cong didn't have to make a fuss, so he had to say: "Don't cry the female donor!"
Peaches glanced at Monk Mingcong from between his fingers, and when he saw that he was still sitting there, he cried even more fiercely.
"Okay, female benefactor, I'll give it to you!"
When Peaches heard this, Ming Cong promised to give it to her, and immediately stopped crying, and stretched out his little hand: "Give it to me!"
Ming Cong was made by the peach smiled bitterly, and took out a bead from his arms, which was divided into two by hitting the middle, one side seemed to be filled with water, blue and clear, very beautiful, but the other side was empty, like a transparent glass ball!
Ming Cong held the bead in one hand and said: "Your meridians are fine, and your dantian is missing, it should be that your mother injured the innate root when she was pregnant with you! Your meridians can't withstand the operation of spiritual energy, and your dantian can't store spiritual power, and you can't establish a Dao heart! So you can't practice." ”
After that, he pointed to the bead in his hand with his hand: "This bead is called the blue water glass bead, this blue side stores the spiritual power of the water quality, which can replace the Dao heart, but it is difficult to grow, but the spiritual power in this bead can reach the realm of the Xuan Infant, and it is enough for you to use, and the empty old man on the other side does not know what to do, you can explore it by yourself in the future, and your meridians need to be tempered repeatedly to adapt to the realm of spiritual power, and you must not be in a hurry!"
Peaches was a little disappointed that she couldn't practice, but according to what Ming Cong said, this blue water glass bead made up for some regrets, at least she wouldn't be a laggard before Xuanying!
Thinking of this, he quickly sat down cross-legged and looked at Ming Cong: "Okay, let's start!"
Ming Cong shook his head: "Female donor, this can't be done, you have to lie down and expose your dantian, and the old man can do it!"
When Peaches heard this, she immediately jumped up from the ground: "You still want me to show my belly, is there no other way?"