Look In the Mirror

  Chapter 383 Alien Qi

   Monk Ji Le panicked and came to a green mountain road.

  He didn't dare to turn his head back, so he listened attentively, but there was no sound behind him, and Monk Ji Le let out a sigh of relief.

  Xin Dao finally got rid of it.

   At this moment, a human voice suddenly came from the ear.

   "Hey, what a fat ass~"

   Monk Ji Le's eyes were wide open, his body like a hill trembled suddenly, and he was sweating instantly.

   Someone! where?

  He swallowed his saliva with difficulty, not daring to turn his neck, but his eyeballs were frantically swirling in their sockets, but he didn't notice any signs of trouble.

   There was a 'thump' in my heart.

   Must be a master!

   "It's been a long time since I met such a fat ass."

   "Hey hey, it must be very comfortable to play the board~"

  Mr. Mu Duo didn't think much, he saw that the other party was bald, and he thought he was a monk who placed the order in the Shasheng Temple.

  Dang even came up with the first exam question:

   "Great wisdom. There are three types of consciousness."

   "Which three phases?"

   Monk Ji Le was taken aback suddenly. Although he didn't find the other party's whereabouts, he didn't dare to act rashly.

  Unexpectedly, the other party started to ask questions about the Buddhist scriptures, and immediately replied honestly: "It means phase transformation, karmic phase, and the truth."

   This sentence comes from the "Langa Sutra", which is a Buddhist classic.

  Mr. Mu Duo nodded.

  But he said in his heart: This monk looks strange, but his Zen principles are not bad.

   But this **** is too tempting, I must get it today!

  Mr. Muduo smiled "hehe".

  Monk Bliss suddenly shuddered, and the hairs all over his body stood up.

"Not bad."

   "It's time for the second question~"

   "Today there are pheasant rabbits in the same cage. There are thirty-five heads on the top and ninety-four feet on the bottom. How many are the pheasant rabbits?"

   Monk of Bliss: …

  Buddha did not dare to ask such a question!

   Was this made by humans?

  Monk Bliss wrenched his fingers, wanting to cry but no tears.

   "Hey hey~"

   "Come on! Push up your butt!"

  Papapapa~

   Just listen to the crisp sound coming from the mountain road, it's hard to the flesh!

  Mr. Mu Duo himself is the most treasured artifact inherited by Qiqiao Linglong Pavilion.

  Ever since Li Chen was replaced by a thousand-year-old soul wood, every time a spanking hits someone, it goes straight to the soul.

  Even if he was as cultivated as the monk of Ji Le, he couldn't help it at this time and gritted his teeth.

   It hurts too much!

  After a long time, Monk Ji Le limped and rolled down the mountain road.

  He looked back at Muduo Mountain, and ran away in a panic.

  The clouds that day were beautiful, and the sunset that day was a rainbow.

  The mountain road was quiet that day.

   But Monk Ji Le didn't look at it much, he just remembered that his **** really hurt that day.

  Sasheng Temple, an ominous place!

  …

  Sasheng Temple, Send Zen Palace.

   Zen Master Lonely was sweating profusely, and put the last leech back into the box.

  The obscure Zen master in front of him has his eyes closed and his face is like golden paper.

"How about it?"

  At this time, the Zen master Jiyong hurried forward and asked.

  Zen Master Lonely wiped his sweat and sighed, "I have sucked out most of the poisonous blood with leeches."

   "But the poison of the Biluoshen Needle is deeply rooted, but it cannot be completely eliminated."

   "We have to find the antidote quickly, otherwise the obscure uncle won't last ten days."

  As soon as these words came out, all the monks were anxious.

   "The antidote?"

   "Should we go to Jinxiuchuan to ask?"

   "Heh, Jinxiuchuan is in Xingyue State. According to me, it is thousands of miles away from the Southern Wilderness. Ten days? At most, I can get out of the Southern Wilderness in ten days."

   "Then what should I do? Is it just watching my uncle poisoned to death?"

   "Amitabha."

   At this time, Li Chen suddenly interrupted the quarrel between the heads.

   "Uncle Lonely, why don't you show her first."

"she?"

   Zen Master Lonely looked in the direction Li Chen pointed, and couldn't help frowning.

  I saw a slender woman lying on the futon, her face was pale and her eyes were closed.

   "Save her?"

   Master Lonely asked again.

   "It's all because of her that Master Uncle Obscure looks like this now."

  Biluoshenzhen is Jinxiuchuan's unique hidden weapon, and Monk Jile will definitely not be able to use it.

  The person who directly poisoned her must be this woman.

  Li Chen heard the words, but said: "To untie the bell, one must tie the bell."

   "Since the Biluoshen Needle is Jinxiuchuan's unique hidden weapon, and it was given by this woman, maybe she has a way to detoxify it."

   Zen Master Lonely groaned, then nodded: "I will do my best!"

   Immediately holding the woman's wrist, he frowned quickly.

   "This woman was plucked by Monk Bliss, and her bones were extremely weak. The reason why she didn't wake up was because there was a different kind of true energy in her body that couldn't be resolved."

"what?"

   "It must be the trick of Monk Ji Le!"

   "If you don't dissipate the heterogeneous true energy, won't this woman never wake up?"

  At this time, Zen Master Jiyun sighed: "Monk Ji Le often uses this method to occupy the plundered women as a cauldron."

   "Outsiders can't resolve it at all, unless they learn "Infinite Empty Music"."

   "Infinite Empty Music"?

   Li Chen couldn't help but his eyes brightened.

  Isn’t this exercise learned from the half of "Happy Chan Gong"?

  I have learned "Happy Chan Gong" from the cave of the fourth generation abbot.

  This skill was originally a esoteric technique, not a sorcery. On the contrary, the zhenqi cultivated is harmonious with yin and yang, thick and majestic, far exceeding ordinary zhenqi.

  Just because the Dao mantra leaves no traces, many mantra texts in "Happy Chan Gong" disappeared.

   Later, it was speculated secretly by the abbot of the fourth generation, and gradually practiced evil skills.

  Li Chen is responsible for the "Endless Sealing Technique", but he has already completed it.

  And he can practice this skill through "Lovesick Tears" and the three daughters.

  Thinking of this, Li Chen didn't hesitate any longer, and directly pressed his hand on the woman's body, swallowing his true energy, and found that the true energy in the woman's body was stagnant.

   Li Chen frowned slightly, presumably this was the heterogeneous zhenqi that Uncle Lonely mentioned.

  At the moment, transform the true energy into "Happy Zen Gong", push the power on the opponent's body, and circulate it for several weeks.

  The corner of the woman's mouth squirmed slightly, and she made a sound like a mosquito.

"Um?"

   Zen Master Lonely opened his eyes wide and couldn't help exclaiming.

   "She seemed to move?"

  When Li Chen saw that this move worked, he couldn't help being overjoyed, and increased his true energy input.

   Sure enough, after a few breaths, the woman opened her eyes slowly.

   Opening her eyes, she saw a bald head full of eyes. The woman screamed and almost passed out again.

  She forced herself to be calm and looked around.

   Vaguely recognize this is a temple.

"This is where?"

   "Why am I here?"

  The woman hugged her legs helplessly and curled up into a ball.

   Li Chen sighed softly, he was also a miserable person.

   "Amitabha."

   "Little Monk Lichen, this is the Southern Xinjiang Shasheng Temple."

   "Southern Xinjiang?"

   "Why am I here?"

  The woman frowned tightly, and began to recall seriously, but she had a splitting headache and couldn't help covering her head.

  ah~

  Suddenly, the woman seemed to have gone crazy, desperately protecting her body.

  Looking at the monk in front of him, he seemed to have seen a ghost: "Ah~ go away, go away!"

   "Whoa, don't touch me!"

  The monks looked at each other.

   Li Chen took a look at the Interpretation Mirror and knew that she had recovered the middle memory.

   Can't help but let out another long sigh.

   Monk Bliss must die!

  PS: Monthly ticket, recommendation ticket, come to the bowl~

  (end of this chapter)