I'm looking for longevity in Liaozhai

Chapter 191 Cultivation, not to mention top-notch acting skills

"That is to say, you don't actually know what's going on outside?"

"It rained blood for three days and three nights. The sea water around the island turned red, and there were countless corpses of aquariums floating there. The dragons of the East China Sea all came to ask for help.
A glimpse of the leopard in the tube can be seen, why do you have to leave here to know? "The monk asked back.

"What's more, I also heard the conversation between the dragon clan of the East China Sea who came to ask for help and the master. The ghost invaded the world, the demon appeared in the world, and the world was in chaos."

Suddenly, Wang Zhe felt palpitations.

psychic powers,
He soared into the air in one step, went straight to the sky, and returned to the side of the monk the next moment, and the innate five-element divine light fixed him all at once.

I saw a thin needle floating in mid-air, very thin and glowing with black light.

"What is this?" Wang Zhe looked at the thin needle and felt that it was very dangerous.

Hey, the monk sighed and lay down on the ground, looking appointed.

Wang Zhe swiped it with the five-color divine light, and the thin needle trembled, and swiped again, and the thin needle fell down.

This thin needle is really unusual!

Wang Zhe wrapped the thin needle with mana,

This is the first time I have encountered a treasure that needs to be swiped twice with the innate five elements supernatural power to drop it.

In fact, it was because he was just getting started, and he was not proficient enough to master this supernatural power.

Although this poisonous needle is very powerful, it is an acquired thing after all, and it is still in the five elements. If he is more proficient in supernatural powers, it will fall off as soon as he swipes it.

It's just that the poison on it is indeed very powerful.

Wang Zhe stabbed the monk slowly with the poisonous needle, and he struggled to dodge, but was suppressed by the innate five-element divine light, unable to move.

"Don't, don't, Shangxian spare your life, Shangxian spare your life!" He shouted loudly, completely losing the resigned look just now.

"You are really an actor, I thought you were not afraid of death!" Wang Zhe sneered.

"Say, what is this?"

"The sting in the tail of a scorpion."

"Back the horse!?"

The first thing Wang Zhe thought of was the famous scorpion essence,

In the past, the Monkey King ate a lot of imperial wine, elixir, flat peaches and other fairy things,

In the eight trigrams furnace of Taishang Laojun, he was tempered with six dingliujia civil and military fires, and he was forged into one piece, making him a body of gold and steel. Just being stung by the poisonous needle of the scorpion spirit, the pain was still unbearable .

Not to mention that the Tathagata Buddha of the Western Paradise cultivated a six-foot-long golden body on the Daxue Mountain, and he could be stung by the scorpion spirit, and even suffered pain.

Wang Zhe felt that his cultivation level was still inferior to that of Monkey King.

"Well, there is indeed such a nickname." The monk looked at Wang Zhe in doubt.

"Have you seen it before?" The monk was startled when he heard that.

"Where did this thing come from?"

"The treasure that my master got when he went out is said to be the poisonous needle left by an ancient poisonous scorpion. It was refined into a magic weapon by a monk, and then my master got it."

"Is someone here?" Wang Zhe turned his head and looked aside.

After a while, a person appeared not far away, standing there, watching Wang Zhe and the monk dare not come forward, but it was the sloppy monk who came on the same boat with Wang Zhe.

"Amitabha, has the poor monk disturbed the two benefactors?"

"Yes, stay away." Wang Zhe said calmly.

"Okay, the poor monk will come back later." After saying this, the monk actually turned around and left without the slightest hesitation.

"This monk is quite sensible."

"Is there any treasure on this island?"

"There are two precious trees, which are regarded as spiritual roots, one is a jujube tree, and the other is also a jujube tree. It blooms and bears fruit after 100 years. After eating, it can cure diseases and prolong life.

There is also a Lingquan, the spring water is sweet, drinking it often can strengthen the body.

This island can also gather the aura of the surrounding sea water, and it is a treasure land of practice. "

While speaking, the monk's body suddenly trembled, as if he had seen something terrible.

"No, no, it's impossible, Master, you, why are you still alive!"

Wang Zhe was also taken aback after hearing this.

He didn't feel anything with his spiritual sense, and looked back subconsciously. There were mountains, trees, clouds, and strange rocks behind him, but there was no one.

At the moment when he turned his head, the ground under the monk's body cracked a big hole, and the others fell into it, and then the ground closed immediately.

Wang Zhe turned his head and saw the empty ground.

Hehe, he smiled.

The innate five-element divine light shines on his body,

Chanting the Earth-Suppressing Mantra,

The mana instantly enveloped the entire mountain, and the disciples under their feet instantly became as hard as steel.

It is almost the supernatural power of "pointing the earth into steel".

The monks who were originally traveling underground were imprisoned underground in an instant.

Even though the monk has been on the island for many years and has the methods and magic weapons to manipulate the formations on the island, he can't resist Wang Zhe's innate five-element supernatural power and vast magic power.

Wang Zhe's consciousness went deep into the ground, and he quickly found the whereabouts of that person.

"Bring me back!"

The ground under his feet trembled slightly, and the stones on the ground jumped, as if they were dancing.

The soil in front of Wang Zhe was churning, and after a while, a person was lifted out of the ground by the churning soil. It was the monk who had just escaped.

"As expected of a supernatural power, it's really powerful, I admire, I admire!"

"You really are a talent, not to mention your cultivation, but your acting skills are top-notch!"

Wang Zhe raised his hand a little while speaking, and the Buddha pointed and landed on him.

The cultivator suddenly felt hot and comfortable, but the next moment, his body became soft, and the mana in his body dissipated in an instant, and his cultivation base was abolished by the other party.

Hey, he sighed and collapsed on the ground.

"Use whatever else you can."

"No, this time it's really gone. If you have anything else to ask, hurry up and give me a good time." The monk looked up at the sky, and his expression turned into that resigned look again.

This time he really resigned himself to fate,
Back then, his master sealed up the island and consumed a lot of mana, and then planned to eat him to make up for the lost cultivation.

As a result, he was restrained by his backhand and eaten.

After that, he had nightmares for three consecutive months, dreaming that his master was lying on top of him, bit by bit eating his flesh and blood,
He almost went mad, almost possessed,

After finally making it through, the entire island became him alone,

He wanted to leave this ghostly place, but found that he couldn't leave at all.

one year, ten years, 100 years
Finally, the magic circle arranged by his master was about to disperse, and this island reappeared.

Someone came to the island, and they came to ask the gods,
Seeing those people, he was not happy at first, but wanted to eat them,

When that idea appeared, he was completely stunned, he was frightened by his own thoughts.

Can't eat, can't eat, he kept reminding himself.

He held back, he didn't eat, but he sucked up their blood and cultivation, that feeling is also addictive,
As a result, he couldn't help it when he saw someone coming to the island,
This is not obsession, this is madness,

He was not like this when he was apprenticed to a teacher, he had his own ideals,
He also thought about acquiring the ability to slay demons and save the world, but in the end he became a demon himself.

"What was the practice world like in your master's time?"

"Capable people come forth in large numbers, and my master's cultivation is limited, so I went overseas to find a place to practice.

There are Buddhist monks in the West whose practice level is close to that of Buddha, and there are people in Taoism who are called Tianzun. I once heard the master say that it was a prosperous age of practice for 3000 years.

Who would have thought that it would flourish and decline! "

"Your master can use spells to seal off this island and lock the aura of a world. Those who have a higher level of cultivation than your master can naturally do it."

"Well, I once heard Master mention that he didn't want to go to heaven, but when I asked, he said that my cultivation level is not enough, and it's not good to know too much."

God?

"Tiangong, or Tianmen?"

"Where are the classics on this island?"

"There is a cave on the top of the mountain, where all the classics are stored."

"take me."

The monk took Wang Zhe to a cave on the top of the mountain, which contained a large number of classics.These are precious treasures.

"Okay, you can go."

Wang Zhe raised his hand a little, and the monk flew out,
"Master!"

Hey, before he died, he let out a sigh and didn't struggle much. It was completely different from his previous crazy appearance, as if he were two different people.

He seemed to see a thin and kind old man, his former master.

"The Impermanence of Yin and Yang" appeared again, and lines of words were written with an invisible pen.

He Xiaoweng: A young man from the countryside, meets a fairy by chance.He also used to help others, and he was also a chivalrous man.The heart is sad, one step is wrong, every step is wrong.

Killing teachers, devouring teachers, saving 160 people, killing 42, what a pity!Award, the method of devouring life.

The method of eating life, eating life for survival, killing life for longevity!

A beam of light and a spell were introduced into his mind.

This spell devours life to strengthen itself,
What is the most vital force in the world, naturally it is a monk, the higher the level of cultivation, the stronger the vitality,
Both their teachers and apprentices have gone astray, this technique does not need to eat people.

Wang Zhe looked at the rows of bookshelves in front of him,
"You can stay here for a while."

He walked to the bookshelf and opened an ancient book that was covered in dust.

Outside the cave, a slovenly monk looked at the corpse on the ground.

"Amitabha, ashes to ashes, dust to dust." He dug a hole on the spot and buried He Xiaoweng in it.

Then he came outside the cave, looked into the cave, and found that Wang Zhe was reading a book.

"Amitabha, benefactor, can the poor monk come in?"

"Whatever." Without looking up, Wang Zhe put the book back on the shelf and picked up another one.

Seeing this, the monk also walked to the bookshelf beside him, and began to look through the ancient books on it.

"Books, you can read them, but you can't take them away." Wang Zhe said coldly.

"The poor monk wrote it down." The monk hurriedly saluted.

Although Wang Zhe actually had some changes in his body when he used his supernatural powers.

But this monk has profound Buddhist teachings, and he has already seen that the person who came with them by boat but took the first step in front of them is very likely to be the one who has exerted supernatural powers.

A monk whose body is like a mountain,

At the foot of the mountain, the few monks who came together were still hesitating.

"Are we still going up?"

"What the hell was that giant just now? It's terrible! Is that man still around?"

"It should be some kind of supernatural power."

"Is there still that kind of supernatural power in the world?"

"The world is full of wonders, and there are risks in going up the mountain, but there are also opportunities on the mountain." The monk dressed as a Taoist walked towards the mountain.

"Since we are here, we must go up and have a look." The monk with the sword on his back also went up the mountain.

"Heh, there are all kinds. If I don't go, won't I be laughed at by you!?" He also followed up the mountain.

(End of this chapter)