The person who wanted to kill Tang Qian was stabbed by Tang Qian, the blood was that person, but more blood was taken away by him in an instant, leaving only those on the straw sandals, and the monk also said that his golden bowl spirituality had lost a lot, and there was something wrong with this blood.

All the above information is a useful part that Xia Yubing patiently extracted from Tang Qian's gags, her ears are so noisy by Tang Qian as if something is always buzzing inside, sometimes the monk Wen crepe in her life is sharp, and then Xia Yubing is confused - is this this monk also learning from Tang Qian and joking with himself?

The monk still smiled very calmly all his life.

"If there is no way to solve the blood rice in my body now, maybe I can survive for a month at most, and I can't calculate accurately, because the strength of the aura retrograde is increasing, and each time it is faster than I imagined. "It's like he's telling a story from a Buddhist scripture, or a joke that doesn't hurt or is not very funny.

"If that day really comes, I might give you a sword first. Tang Qian said suddenly.

"Have you seen what the retrograde aura will become?" The lifelong monk looked very young, feeling that he was only in his early twenties, but he had always given Xia Yubing and Zhou Sheng a very wise feeling, and he understood the meaning of Tang Qian's words almost instantly.

"Anyway, I don't think those bald heads with you will like you to become a very ugly and disgusting bald head when the time comes. Tang Qian's words were very polite.

"It's the masters who are with me. Every time he heard Tang Qian's jokes, Xia Yubing was really afraid that the lifelong monk would be angry, but every time the lifelong monk could laugh a little happier, although it was only a little extra at the corner of his mouth.

"So I've met a person who can play Qimen, and another who is very good at playing Dunjia, and then a water spell that has to practice his whole person into a water flow. Tang Qian sat cross-legged facing the lifelong monk, and the clothes on his body were actually almost dirty on the ground: "What kind of people did I meet?"

"I said they were called kettle rice shops. The lifelong monk said.

"But the pot is just a name, only three words, three words are not enough for so many eccentric guys. Tang Qian said: "These people are almost the same as a sect that is at least a few hundred years old, just a few I have seen, and these few are just small minions." ”

"Anything else?" asked the lifelong monk.

"How can there be a Los Angeles City God, the second largest in Yunzhou, plus a big-faced man sitting in a huge carriage. "Tang Qian has already heard Zhou Sheng's story.

Hearing Chenghuang, he was only a little surprised in his life, but when he heard the words of the big-faced man, he wrinkled his good-looking eyebrows: "Humixing, from what I understand, is a sect looking for cultivators. ”

This is actually a nonsense, because Tang Qian has not heard of a sect of cultivation for so many years that does not look for cultivators.

The lifelong monk continued: "But they only have the one thing of looking for cultivators, and they can neither drive out corpses, nor practice poison, nor draw talismans, nor do they refine pills or weapons. ”

Tang Qian probably also understood that Zhou Sheng's body was almost a piece of beautiful jade, and the word "near Dao" was the highest compliment, indicating that a person was already very close to the "Dao", no matter where the Dao led to, but this was already a realm that most monks would take a long time to reach.

However, Zhou Sheng, who has never practiced, has already reached this state in the realm.

In fact, it is very simple, Zhou Sheng went through this process of finding a cultivator, and he succeeded.

Tang Qian said: "The way to find it is to cook porridge in a pot and then give it to people to drink?

The lifelong monk nodded: "Blood rice can change a person's physique, talent, and even life. ”

"First of all, they look at a person's talent for cultivating the Tao, and the person who can drink their porridge is not distinguished by his background, whether he is high or low, and there is no influence of the realm, and being qualified to drink porridge means that as long as this person cultivates, his achievements will not be low, and those who drink porridge and have no aura retrograde will definitely be a famous party in the future. ”

Tang Qian sneered: "Heaven and earth are only in the four directions. ”

The lifelong monk nodded: "Naturally, the only person we know who is still alive and has the opportunity to make a name for himself is the Xia Yubing female benefactor in front of me." ”

Inside the small temple, there is silence.

The lifelong monk was puzzled and said: "Otherwise, why did you bring such a woman who has no cultivation, and didn't she catch fast before, the people of Yunzhou don't believe in ghosts and gods, and even more so in the official mansion, only if you have drunk blood rice porridge and are extremely smart can you figure out the joints, and you can recognize that you are a monk and will follow." ”

What the lifelong monk said was actually very right, but what he didn't figure out was that he could really follow at this time, either the smartest person or the stupidest person.

After Xia Yubing can actually leave Los Angeles, she can't go anywhere in the world, but she said that she wants to beat Liu Taishou.

Maybe I couldn't listen to it anymore, Xia Yubing reminded: "It's not me, it's Zhou Sheng." ”

The lifelong monk was surprised: "It turned out to be a little donor, just now the Xia donor is a woman, I really can't ask some questions, but I don't know if the little donor is still a child?"

The words of a lifelong monk are actually the same as not having any cover-up, which is no different from asking Xia Yubing directly to his face: "Are you still a virgin?"

Zhou Sheng didn't really understand why Sister Xia next to him was so red, he replied, "I don't seem to be very old, right...... At that age, he was still a child, so he should be called a child's body, right?"

"He's a child. Tang Qian didn't talk nonsense, said directly, and didn't explain to Zhou Sheng that the boy they said was actually different from the boy Zhou Sheng thought of himself.

"The little donor should be careful, the pot rice line has several characteristics, on the one hand, it is elusive, on the other hand, there are many people, the time is very long, from the first appearance is thousands of years ago, so that there are many legends about them, and there are many people who know it, and even some people believe that this is a group of people who are looking for cultivation talents for the sky, they think that someone can serve them a bowl of porridge all day long, and they will not die after drinking it, and then the cultivation will skyrocket, the talent is excellent, and the shortcut can realize the kind of daydream they have always had a night of success. Obviously a ridiculous word, Tang Qian may be full of ridicule when he says it, but after the monk said it, he had a kind of pity.

"The efficacy of blood rice is probably understood by people who really know the pot of rice, and there is another characteristic of blood rice, that is, people who have eaten blood rice and have not yet had aura retrograde, it is said that they are no longer mortals, and their bodies are already similar to heavenly treasures. ”

The lifelong monk showed a mouthful of white teeth and said, "You can eat it." ”

At this time, Xia Yubing really confirmed that this lifelong monk was really Tang Qian's friend.

Zhou Sheng was already trembling with fear.