I rely on residual blood to repair my longevity

"..."

Seeing that he was so determined, Changsheng couldn't continue to stay here to cause trouble, so after putting down several bottles of pills, he left the cave with the cautious little monk.

The first time he went out, Chang Sheng saw the endless desert outside.

No, it’s a bit too much to say that the desert is too much. The land here is better than the sand in the desert. I bend down to squeeze it, and I can barely have a shape, so it won’t be loose and unable to agglomerate.

It's just not much better, looking around, everything is dim yellow, even if there are a few green plants, they are almost covered by the endless sand, showing a dim yellow color, not like the green plants seen elsewhere Green and radiant with a sense of vitality.

It looks like a desolate and desolate place. The geographical location is not good and the land is not rich. Naturally, few people will settle here.

Changsheng looked at it for a while, and then scattered the sand in his hands back to the ground, feeling a little emotional.When she was in Gujia Village, she would also go to the fields to have a look. The land in Gujia Village is not the best, but it is much better than here. Changsheng, who is already a high-level monk, can naturally see that there is no trace of land in this land. The aura seemed to be sucked away by something.

"Pity."

"What a pity? Do you know what's posted here?"

At some point, the man in bearskin came out, leaning against the edge of the cave, looking at Changsheng leisurely, something dark flashed in his eyes, but his voice was still full of The meaning of teasing makes people feel, um, this is not a serious and nice person.

The little monk immediately grabbed the hem of Changsheng's clothes.Before Changsheng woke up, he was alone with this male benefactor. Amitabha, as a Buddhist cultivator, you can't speak falsely, but this male benefactor is really difficult to get along with.He always teases himself with a few words, don't think that he doesn't know anything because he is young, he is just teasing himself, right?
At this moment, the man didn't mind the way the little monk looked at him, as if he was looking at Changsheng with a smile, waiting for her answer.

"I don't know what happened here, but I just think it's a pity that this good land has been ruined like this. How should I cultivate it in the future?"

"what?"

The man seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then he burst out laughing!Laughing even tears flowed out.

"How do you farm this land? Hahahaha, I'm so ridiculous. You are the first person to say that in so many years. Don't you monks still care about farming? Isn't this the job of us mortals?"

"No one stipulates that monks cannot farm. Before I became a monk, I was just an ordinary farmer. Although I am not very proficient in it myself."

Speaking of this, Chang Sheng blushed a little. In fact, Grandpa Gu had taught her, but she seldom practiced it, so she went to practice.

The man in the bear's fur sighed, looking at the large expanse of sand, he didn't know what to say to be worthy of this tossed land.

After a long time, he sighed and looked at Changsheng inexplicably.

"You monks are really kind. You always come and go, and you don't have to look at the life and death of the mortals below. How wonderful, I want to be a monk, but unfortunately I can't always do so."

For some reason, Changsheng felt a faint hostility from this man, but when Changsheng looked carefully, it disappeared.She couldn't make sure what the other person meant, so she could only try to be gentle and harmless, after all, she didn't want to hurt someone who had saved her.

After thinking about it, Changsheng spoke in a gentle voice.

"When I was a mortal, I also thought that it would be great if I could become an immortal. As a cultivator, I might be able to save the one I love, but only after I truly cultivated immortality did I realize that the saying that the dead are dead is true. .Even as a monk, there are many things that cannot be done. A monk is not omnipotent."

The man stared at Changsheng for a while, with a strange expression on his face.He seemed to want to say something, but finally swallowed it back and said it another way.

"You are really strange."

"A lot of people say that."

Changsheng is used to this.She didn't think there was anything strange about herself, but many people said so, maybe they had their own opinions.

The man seemed to understand something, and now he looked at Changsheng and the little monk with a smile.

"I changed my mind and don't want to bask in the sun. Do you want to go out? Take me with you. I am obedient and strong. I can do anything. It would be a loss if you don't take me with you!"

As he said that, the man opened his arms, as if to show off his strong body, but he was wearing a bearskin in hot weather, and he was almost spoiled.It was okay when it was tightly wrapped before, but as soon as I stretched out my arms, the rotten smell suddenly couldn't hide.

Longevity is fine, just hold your breath.It's just the poor little monk, who has never encountered such a situation at such a young age.Buddha cultivators have clean six roots, at most there will be a little sandalwood on his body, and now he caught off guard and took a big mouthful, and almost spit it out, but in order not to make the male benefactor feel sad, the little monk Huixing wanted to hold back. After holding back, he didn't hold back, and suddenly coughed violently.

"Cough, cough, cough—"

"Isn't it? Hit me like this?"

The bearskin man suddenly screamed in disbelief.Chang Sheng rolled his eyes at him, and gently cheered up the little monk.

It's not your fault, poor little guy, why put yourself like this?
With a long sigh, the bearskin man explained uncomfortably.

"Does it smell so bad? I feel okay. I'm just wearing a little thick clothes. I'm a mortal, and I'm not dusty all over my body like you. Humans eat whole grains, so there will naturally be such problems, no Strange, not strange."

Changsheng ignored him, and finally managed to stop the coughing of the little monk, and was about to leave with him, but the man in bear skin quit.

"Hey, hey, don't go, take me with you. The merciful and merciful cultivator, just take me with you. If you don't take me, what will I do if I die?"

Changsheng really wanted to give him a shot or ignore him, not because of his attitude, but purely because of the tone and posture of this person's speech, etc., giving people a feeling of, um, wanting to beat him up.

Sin, sin, how could she treat her benefactor like this?
After much deliberation, Changsheng still took him with him.

"Thank you, you are really a good person. By the way, my name is Wu Sishang, you can just call me Old Wu. This is 'Wu Sishang', don't make a mistake."

Tell Changsheng his name carefully, and then sit on Changsheng's flying sword crossing Xuanjin with a smile, more leisurely than Changsheng, the master.