Goldfinger of the Heavens

Chapter 668

"Pindao is full. There are many people today. I don't have much appetite. You can eat slowly. Pindao will go back to the room to greet the ancestor." The four-eyed Taoist took two bites casually and said.

"That's really strange, the poor monk has a surprisingly good appetite today." Master Yixiu said with a smile.

"Hmph." Hearing this, he snorted coldly, and the Taoist priest with four eyes stood up and walked towards his room.

"Fellow Daoist, I don't know which senior of the Maoshan Sect you are a student of. To be honest, it is absolutely rare in the world to have such a cultivation level at your age. The poor monk has traveled to many places, but he has never encountered it." Master Yixiu asked.

It is naturally impossible for Master Yixiu to directly see Huang Chong's cultivation. Although Huang Chong's cultivation is not perfect, his control over mana is definitely at the top of the world. It can be seen that Huang Chong is a practitioner.

Because Master Yixiu has practiced the "six supernatural powers" of Buddhism, although he can't see Huang Chong's specific cultivation, he can feel the slight mana fluctuations in Huang Chong's body. His mana cultivation base is really amazing.

"Master, my teacher Liu Shifeng."

"Amitabha!" Master Yixiu immediately became respectful upon hearing the words, clasped his hands together, recited the Buddha's mantra, and said, "Fellow Taoist is actually an outstanding disciple of Senior Liu, a poor monk with poor eyesight, damn it."

"Master, you are joking. I can't hang a sign on my body that says who the master is." Huang Chong said with a smile.

"Amitabha!"

"Master." Qingqing pulled Master Yixiu's cuff aside, and asked curiously, "Who is this Liu Shifeng?"

"Don't be rude!" Master Yixiu scolded after hearing the words.

"Oh." Qingqing faltered immediately, lowered her head, looking very aggrieved.

"Brother Dao doesn't have to be like this, he's just a dead old man." Huang Chong said.

Master Yixiu heard the words on the first day of the junior high school and felt that Huang Chong should not be like this, but then put his hands together and said: "Amitabha, fellow Taoists are worthy of senior disciples of Senior Liu, poor monks are not as good as many."

"..." Qingqing and Jiale were confused. What do you mean by that? Why is it worse?

It's just because Master Yixiu was so strict just now, neither of them dared to ask.

"It's just mutual communication, what's the difference between superior and inferior, if the master doesn't give up, we can also get closer in the future, communicate, promote each other, and demonstrate our own cultivation." Huang Chongdao.

"That's very good." Master Yixiu nodded and said: "If it wasn't for the poor monk and the four-eyed Taoist priest disagreeing, we can argue that maybe the cultivation level will not stop. If you are free, you can go more The poor monk sits there."

"Who has a disagreement with you, old monk." Before Huang Chong answered, he heard the voice of the four-eyed priest from the room.

"..."

Huang Chong shook his head and chuckled, not knowing whether it was right or wrong for him to come here, if these two people had something to do with each other every day, would he still be able to practice with peace of mind?
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The two houses of Daoist Simu and Master Yixiu are actually not far away, and the distance between them is about ten meters.

Moreover, the two houses are biased towards the Japanese style. The overall structure is wooden, and the windows and doors are pasted with paper, which are opened and closed by push and pull.

Huang Chong sat alone in the room, not wanting to waste time, and sat cross-legged on the bed to practice.

When he first entered the realm of casting spells without spells, his mana grew very fast. Compared with when he left Jiushu Yizhuang, Huang Chong's mana at this moment has increased by about [-]%. You must know that this is only four or five days.

When the consciousness is immersed in the dantian, the inner alchemy does not swell much, but it is much rounder, because Huang Chong took the most difficult path to condense the inner alchemy, so the mana in Huang Chong's body is much higher than that of monks of the same realm, which is why Huang Chongming is the first to enter the realm of spell-free casting, but in the eyes of Master Yixiu, Huang Chong's cultivation level fluctuations are not weaker than monks in the later stage of spell-free spell casting.

"Knock knock knock..."

"Please come in."

"I knew, Junior Brother, that you must be cultivating." Opening the door, Taoist Priest Four Eyes saw Huang Chong's appearance and said.

"The old man taught that learning is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Don't dare to slack off."

"If Jiale is half as hardworking as my junior brother, then I can rest assured." The four-eyed priest said with a smile.

"..."

Taoist Simu handed Huang Chong a book in his hand, it was very thin, about a dozen pages or so.

On the cover, there are three words that are somewhat distorted - God Slaying Art.

"This is the cheat book of the God Slaying Technique that Brother Wei obtained back then. Junior brother, you should practice it yourself first. If there is anything you don't understand, Brother Wei will discuss it with you again." said the four-eyed Taoist priest.

"Then thank you, brother!" Huang Chong was not polite, and took the cheat book.

"Between you and me, why are you being polite, not to mention that this is what I agreed with you before, junior brother, please turn to the last three pages." said the four-eyed Taoist priest.

Huang Chong heard the words and turned to the last three pages.

It is completely different from the previous ones. The ones written in the previous ones are all normal characters, but the characters written on the next three pages are some characters that even Huang Chong has never seen before. They are not the characters used in the past dynasties of China. On the contrary, they are somewhat like Tianzhu. Sanskrit, of course, is just like, not because Huang Chong is proficient in Sanskrit.

"Actually, being a brother is not so virtuous." Daoist Simu sighed and said, "It has been more than ten years since I got this cheat book for my brother, and I have also studied these three pages for more than ten years, but so far I have no clue. He is a person with a great opportunity, if the younger brother can comprehend the mystery of it in the future, I hope the younger brother will not hesitate to teach him."

"If you can see through the mystery, my younger brother will naturally not hide it. Brother, these characters seem to be written in Tianzhu characters."

"Brother actually felt this way at the beginning, so I specially asked friends who are very proficient in Sanskrit for advice, but without exception, no one could understand. After their deduction, although these characters look like Sanskrit, In fact, it is not at all." The four-eyed priest said.

"That's weird, senior brother, do you know when this secret book was written?"

"The younger brother is really thoughtful, and I asked someone to appraise the paper and ink used for my brother. The paper is Chengxintang paper, and the ink is high-quality Hui ink, so it is most likely left by the Five Dynasties or the Song Dynasty."

Daoist Simu has worked hard on this cheat book all these years, but unfortunately he found nothing.

Huang Chong flipped through it curiously, but he didn't see anything famous about the last three pages, but Huang Chong's eyes lit up because of the god-slaying technique recorded in the previous one, it seemed that it was specially prepared for himself. Spells, to put it simply, can make weapons sharp, and are most suitable for melee combat.

"Exquisite." Huang Chong couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

(End of this chapter)