After a period of teaching, Qianyu was surprised to find that Meng Meng was simply a genius in the cultivation world!

Just by teaching some breathing and breathing methods, Meng Meng was able to integrate and open up a new method of breathing, which was several times more efficient than the method of breathing taught by Qianyu.

In just seven days, she had the triple cultivation of the Juyuan Realm. This kind of demonic cultivation speed had never been possessed even at the peak of Qianyu's time.

"What a monster......" Qian Yu could only give such an evaluation in his heart, "Even if it's Duan Yuming, he can't reach Mengmeng's fast cultivation speed......"

In addition to cultivating every day, Meng Meng will also go to the Necromantic Yuan to drink beast blood, after practicing, the amount of blood Meng Meng drinks has increased significantly, and her face has become a little pale, this pale is not because of weakness, but because she has been drinking blood for a long time, and her blood is yin, causing her complexion to become a little gloomy.

However, her personality has not changed, she will still pester Qianyu to tell her stories, sometimes stay by Silly Qiang's bedside, and repeat the story that Qianyu told her to Silly Qiang, although Silly Qiang is in a comatose state and will not have any reaction.

Time passed day by day, Silly Qiang's complexion gradually improved, Meng Meng's cultivation was rising at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Qianyu finally waited for an opportunity to be promoted from the Juyuan Realm to the Guyuan Realm!

The Yuan Qi mass in the dantian condensed into the nucleus of the entity, called the Yuan Nucleus. The Yuan Core can store a large amount of Yuan Qi and is a symbol of the cultivators of the Solid Yuan Realm.

"It's time to cultivate the Wind Thunder Finger!"

Qianyu had long had a yearning for the Wind Thunder Finger, and he was unable to practice it before because of his limited cultivation, but now he was qualified enough, so he immediately took out the map, saw the Wind Thunder Finger mantra and moves recorded on the back, and found a wasteland in the town where few people came, and began to practice.

According to the instructions on the scroll, if you want to practice the Wind and Thunder Finger, you must first practice the fingering, and be able to break the gold and stone with your finger and be invincible, and then you can take the first step.

So, Qianyu found a stubborn stone that was more than two people high, stood in front of the stubborn stone, stretched out the index middle finger of his right hand, and the silver vitality condensed at the fingertips, and with a step, his fingers poked at the stubborn stone with a swift yuan force.

"Bell!"

Qianyu's fingers bloomed with silver, like a sharp dagger, hitting the stubborn stone, making a sound of gold and iron clashing, the stubborn stone was very hard, motionless, intact under Qianyu's attack.

This was only the first attack, and it was not surprising that he did not break the stubborn stone, Qianyu continued to condense his qi and began to practice over and over again, practicing from morning to dusk, and the strength of fingering did not grow much, however, after repeated practice, his proficiency in fingering increased a lot.

Qianyu found that the cultivation difficulty of the Wind Thunder Finger was much greater than that of the Ben Thunder Fist, and the attack power was also stronger than that of the Ben Thunder Fist. As long as it is practiced, it will play a greater role than Ben Lei Fist.

When Qianyu was sweating profusely and was about to return to the inn, he met a middle-aged monk on the corner of the street in the town. The monk, dressed in a patched baina robe, with kind eyebrows and a sad face, knelt on the side of the street, chanting Buddhist scriptures and bowing his head, as if he had done something wrong.

At this time, there were only a few Liao Liao people on the street, and the figure of the monk looked very lonely.

Qianyu was a little curious, but he only looked at it a few more times, and was about to pass by the monk, when the monk suddenly hugged his thigh and begged: "Donor, please be merciful and do the old man a favor!"

Qianyu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly agreed to the monk, saying: "What is the help, although the master said, as long as I can help, I will definitely not refuse." ”

"Ask the donor to give the old man a palm!"

"What?" Qianyu had never heard of such a strange request.

"Ask the donor to give the old man ten big mouths, and the harder the beating, the better!" the monk kowtowed and pleaded.

"Master, I'm afraid I can't help with this. ”

"Donor, the old man has violated the sexual precepts, and he is ashamed of the Buddha, and he deserves death. If the donor doesn't punish me, I'll be looking for myself. As he spoke, the monk took out a knife from his mustard seed bag and put it on his neck in front of Qianyu.

"Master, please stop, I'll help you, I'll help you......" In desperation, Qianyu could only agree to the monk's request. He couldn't watch the monk die.

"Dare to ask the master's name?"

"Lao Qu's surname is cloth, his legal name is honest, and he is called an honest monk. Bu honestly put away his dagger and replied with his hands folded.

"Bu Honest?" Qianyu felt that the monk in front of him was a little interesting.

"Yes. Bu replied with a smile, "Lao Wei is the most honest monk in the world. ”

"Master Bu, you know that you can change your mistakes, and the Buddha will forgive you for your mistakes. Punishment will be spared. Qianyu persuaded.

"No, I can't. Bu honestly shook his head categorically, "The old man is guilty of a lot of sin, and he must be punished! Please also ask the donor to reward me with a slap, don't leave your hand!"

In order to show his determination, Bu honestly deliberately turned his face to Qianyu's subordinates, revealing a look of seeing death as home, and said, "Donor, let's do it!"

Qianyu hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand and gave Bu Laoshi a slap, he didn't use much force, just a symbolic slap.

"Help! someone is bullying the monk!"

When Qianyu finished fighting, Bu Laoshi suddenly covered his face and screamed, and took out some red fruits to smear on his face, painting it into a blood red, and then held Qianyu's legs with both hands and did not let Qianyu leave.

Hearing Bu Laoshi's shout, all the neighbors in the town surrounded him, and seeing that Bu Laoshi had blood on his face and mouth, they began to point fingers at Qianyu.

"The young man is too ruthless to be so ruthless to a monk. ”

"Alas, the world is hot and cold, and people's hearts are not ancient!"

"Master, what are you doing here?" Seeing the accusations of the onlookers, Qianyu realized that something was wrong.

"Donor, the old man just wants to make a fortune with you, if you don't give it, forget it, and punch and kick the old man, aren't you afraid of retribution if you do this?"

"Monk, didn't you ask me to beat me?" Qianyu was a little angry.

"Lao Wei is not a fool, how could he let others beat me for no reason? Donor, it's not right for you to hurt me on purpose, and now you still want to make up lies to deceive everyone, everyone must uphold justice for Lao Wei!" Bu honestly kowtowed to everyone, so that everyone had pity, and began to accuse Qianyu and make Qianyu apologize.

"Bloody mouth!" Qian Yu held back the anger in his heart, and then planned to leave, only to find that the monk's hand locked his legs like an iron lock, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

"This monk is not simple...... his mind was racing, Qianyu gave up his intention to leave, and asked instead: "Monk, let's say, what do you want?"

"As long as the donor can heal the old man's wounds, the old man can ignore the villain. Bu Laoshi did not embarrass Qianyu.

"Okay!" Qianyu agreed very simply, thinking to himself, this monk is not a good thing, first lead him to a place where no one is, try his skills first, and then make plans before it is too late.

"Come with me, and I'll take you to heal. ”