Start from miscellaneous fish to gain experience and cultivate immortality

Chapter 143 Cold to the Bone

The two senior brothers who were hung felt great shame.

"He's injured." The senior brother said in a muffled voice.

"Don't say you were the ones injured?" Wang Shen's eyebrows raised slightly behind his mask.

"He is one of Xiao Monk's uncles."

"Uncle Master, where are you?" After hearing this, Wang Shen immediately became vigilant and prepared to silence him and run away.

"Uncle Master is not far away and will be there shortly."

Poof, the knife in Wang Shen's hand pierced his junior brother's stomach again.

"Why?" the junior brother asked painfully.

"Ask him, monks are full of nonsense. Don't let your eyes float upward when you lie." Wang Shen pointed at the senior brother who looked red but still pretended to be calm.

"you……"

Wang Shen raised the knife again, preparing to continue stabbing.

"The young monk's uncle is in Jincheng." The junior brother couldn't bear it anymore.

Such a piercing method was like cutting flesh with a dull knife. If he were to pierce it like this, he would either die of pain or bleed to death.

Poof, Wang Shen stabbed his senior brother in the stomach with his knife. The senior brother trembled and gritted his teeth without making any sound.

"If you don't tell the truth, do you know that you are harming your fellow disciples? Is your uncle seriously injured?"

"Uncle, he..." The junior brother hesitated for a moment and looked at the bloody knife in Wang Shen's hand, "He was seriously injured."

Poof, the senior brother next to him was stabbed again.

"to be honest."

"It's the truth, he hasn't stood up yet." The junior brother said hurriedly.

"Very good. What about the man who took the relic? Is he seriously injured?"

"Zhong, he was hit by Uncle Master's unique technique."

Poof, the senior brother was stabbed again and his body was withdrawn several times.

"What, why is this?" The junior brother was stunned.

"What kind of skills? Let's finish it in one go."

"Yes, it's the Cold Hell. Being hit by this attack is like falling into the Ice Hell, your whole body is cold, and it's frozen to the bone."

"Tsk, tsk, people in Buddhism should be bright and compassionate, how can they practice such vicious skills?"

The two monks stopped talking after hearing this.

"How do you heal after being injured?"

"do not know."

Poof, a knife.

"really do not know."

Poof, another knife.

"It seems like you really don't know."

Wang Shen looked up at the golden-tailed eagle still hovering in the sky.

"what is that?"

"A bird."

Poof, a knife.

"That's the golden-tailed eagle." Wang Shen said word by word.

"The donor knows and still asks?"

"Let me confirm, you two monks are really dishonest!"

Wang Shen caught a glimpse of the senior fellow apprentice's belly swelling slightly.

"What are you doing, are you farting?"

He felt a warning sign in his heart, and his senior brother who had been silent until now suddenly spoke.

唵，

The sound of a Buddha's voice is like the roar of a lion. The surrounding trees trembled, and large leaves fell.

The moment he opened his mouth, Wang Shen was already twenty feet away. He reached out and dug at his ears. He felt his ears buzzing, as if a hundred bees were flying around him.

"The Buddhist lion roars, so he's holding back his ultimate move!"

Looking at the junior brother next to him, he fainted and bleeded from all his orifices.

He had not used this move just now because he was afraid of hurting his junior brother, but now that he had no other choice, he was forced to use this move.

Phew, after the senior brother shouted the Buddha's name, he opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Wang Shen looked at the two monks hanging on the tree.

"Go and see your Buddha."

He is very skilled in using the knife to dig holes and bury corpses.

A lot of information was obtained from these two people, and it is now confirmed that Mr. Shen ran all the way from the Western Regions to Liangzhou. In the process, he also fought with a third-grade monk from Amituo Temple, and was seriously injured. He needs help.

"But where are the others?" Wang Shen lowered his head and thought.

"Entering the city? It's unlikely. The place is densely populated and it's easy to find traces. It should be hidden somewhere in the mountains, such as a hidden cave." Wang Shen had no other choice but to start from the nearby area. The search began in the mountains. He quickly traveled through the mountains, looking for clues.

It was getting dark, and he was still searching in the forest. Well, he suddenly stopped.

The cold moonlight filtered through the treetops and fell on the weeds in the forest. Among the grasses, he saw several broken weeds.

"Someone broke this." Wang Shen looked at the break, and then started looking around with this place as the center. After a while, he found several other chopped weeds.

He broke off one of them and smelled it carefully close to his nose. There was a strong smell.

"Herb, it shouldn't take long to break it apart?"

Wang Shen searched in the mountains all night without stopping for a moment.

At noon the next day, he discovered a cave in a hidden mountain depression. As he approached the cave entrance, he felt a cold air coming out of the cave entrance.

"Old man?" He shouted inside, and then Mu slowly walked into the cave.

Deep in the cave, he saw an old man whose body was covered with white frost and whose body was stiff. As soon as he got closer, he felt a chill coming down his face. The old man was none other than Shen Jingsheng.

"Old man!" He hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to try.

"Still breathing!"

Wang Shen looked at the old man who was so stiff that he almost looked like an ice sculpture. He didn't know what to do for a while.

If it was an injury like a Taoist sword or a broken bone, he would still have some methods, and he would have some elixirs with him, but this was the first time he had encountered such an injury, and he didn't know how to treat it.

He put his hand on Shen Jingsheng's body, and suddenly a chill tried to invade his body. The Qi in Wang Shen's body resisted on its own and dispersed the cold air.

"What should we do?" Wang Shen looked at Shen Jingsheng, feeling anxious.

"Jincheng, he said that the man who injured the old man was also injured and is currently recovering in Jincheng. Since he can injure Mr. Shen, he must also have the means to treat him. Go find him!"

Wang Shen suddenly thought of what the two brothers had said before, and after thinking about it, he decided to go to Jincheng to find the person who injured Shen Jingsheng.

After making up his mind, he carried Shen Jingsheng on his back, put his clothes on the old man's body, carried him on his back and ran straight towards Jincheng, galloping faster than a thousand-mile horse.

The old man was like an ice pimple on his back, and waves of chill came, but they were all offset by the energy in his body.

When he arrived near Jincheng, he saw the golden-tailed eagle from a distance.

"No one notices or cares about the birds that are unique to the Western Regions when they are wandering around in the sky?"

In the evening, after the sun set and night fell, Wang Shen hid Shen Jingsheng in a safe place before taking action.

He first came to a village outside Jincheng. There was a large house in the village. According to the two brothers, the man named Zhao in this house once practiced at Amituo Temple for a period of time. Liangzhou's chess pieces.

At night, the house was quiet.

There was still a light on in a room, and there were two people inside, one in his forties and the other in his twenties, who looked somewhat similar.

"Dad, why does Master no longer live in our home, but has to live in the ruined temple on the mountain?"

"It's clean there, but there are too many people talking here, so we're afraid of causing trouble."

"When will the master leave?"

"I'll leave naturally when it's time to leave," the middle-aged man said.

"I think the master was seriously injured this time?"

"Ah."

Just as they were talking, there was a bang, and the window shattered. A figure entered the house through the window. When the father and son reacted, the father was fine and stayed where he was, but the son was holding Tianling Gai by someone else.

"Don't shout, I'll ask you a few questions, and cooperate obediently, or you'll crush his Tianling Cap." Wang Shen said coldly.

"You, who are you? If you have any requests, feel free to ask. Don't hurt the dog."

"Where are those monks from the Western Regions?"

"What monk?" The middle-aged man was still pretending to be stupid.

Wang Shen pressed hard with five fingers, click, there was a sound of broken bones, and the young man immediately let out a scream.

"They are in a ruined temple on Honglan Mountain ten miles away." The middle-aged man said hurriedly.

"Tell the truth?" Wang Shen's fingers became heavier again.

"Truth, truth!"

Wang Shen let go of his hand, and then put his head behind the young man's head. He suddenly fell limply to the ground like noodles that had been soaked in hot water. The middle-aged man opposite him just wanted to speak, but opened his mouth and went limp.

After coming out of the house, Wang Shen went straight to the mountain peak.

There is a mountain peak ten miles away from the mountain village. There are dense pine trees on the mountain peak. The cold moonlight shines down and the shadows of the trees are mottled. There is a dilapidated temple on this mountain, which is quiet.

A dark shadow suddenly floated up from a big tree outside the temple.

"Why is there no one inside?"

Wang Shen stared at the ruined temple. Looking inside from this direction, he could see the main hall and side halls of the temple. This temple was not big to begin with, and it was quiet and no one could be seen inside.

"Is that guy lying to me?"

Wang Shen exerted force under his feet, his body floated up, and he flew across the trees like a night owl, circling the temple in a circle.

Um? He suddenly stopped and saw a person on the back hill of the temple. That person was sitting in a pavilion. He was a monk.

"found it."

By the moonlight, Wang Shen saw a cave not far away from the monk. There was a faint cold air coming out of the cave that was visible to the naked eye.

"Han Qi, the injured third-level monk is recovering inside, while this monk is standing guard outside."

(End of this chapter)