Learn from Jidian: Relapse and become stronger, Bai Ling helps practice

The old man wearing a white scarf frowned even deeper and locked them together.

Heimu snorted coldly, and continued: "After you let this person finish his training, he can help you complete the tribal struggle, isn't it okay?"

Wuchen had a look of surprise on his face, even if he came to practice the method of the Great Heitian now, he would not practice as fast and solidly as them, so why would he want to let himself practice the method of the Great Heitian.

Inside, there seems to be a secret that I don't know.

At this moment, the old man wearing a white scarf turned his head suddenly, his eyes were bloodshot, as if he had been entangled in this decision for thousands of years.

He said word by word: "Do you want to practice the method of Mahakala to help us, and then you leave this world."

"The century-old war is about to begin, and I want to take a gamble."

Hei Mu, who was sitting in the opposite cell, showed a smile that he hadn't shown for a long time when he heard this, and his heart seemed to be opened.

Wuchen didn't accept it immediately, he thought for a while, and said: "Why do you choose to believe me, and I, a person who has never practiced Daheitian, without any foundation, why would you want me to practice this Daheitian?" Heaven's method."

The old man wearing a white scarf sighed, under Wuchen's persistent gaze, he had no choice but to tell the truth.

"Because the Daheitian method focuses on cultivating the soul, but in fact you also came here with a soul. I'm afraid you know it yourself."

Hearing this, Wuchen was stunned for a moment. He really knew that when he came to the ghost city, his soul did arrive, and he went to this world from the ghost city.

Logically speaking, it is indeed the soul that came here.

Seeing Wuchen's expression, the old man wearing a white scarf continued, "So you should understand that you only have your soul here, and it's easier to cultivate than us, and it's more effective with half the effort."

"And more than that."

Speaking of this, the old man wearing a white scarf looked at Wuchen with burning eyes, and said: "Your soul is crystal clear and extremely strong. If you think about it in your world, you are also a person with good morals."

"Another most important reason is that you seem to have some relationship with the statue of Dahetian."

Wu Chen was obviously taken aback when he heard this, and he couldn't help asking: "Where did the old man start with this talk?"

The old man wearing a white scarf glanced at Wuchen, and said: "It was more than ten days ago, we felt that the statue of Daheitian was a bit strange, he seemed to always entrust me with dreams, urging me to do something, but No clear instructions were given to me."

"So that after I arranged the instructions of the Dahetian statue, the people in my tribe were like headless chickens, not knowing what to do all day long."

"々` So these days I can't sleep at night, I've been thinking about what the God of God wants to tell me."

"Just yesterday, I saw you in my dream. Yes, I saw you in my dream. You look exactly like me in my dream."

Speaking of this, the old man wearing a white scarf couldn't help but glance at Wuchen again, and he sighed: "It's exactly the same."

When Wuchen heard this, he didn't know what to say. This should have something to do with the box he got from Daheitian's head.

It's just that the explanation he still wants now is why the girl who took care of him before said something he couldn't understand.

Dahetian, Gu, messengers...

There seemed to be some connection between these things, but Wuchen knew that now was not the time to ask.

The woman before was cursed to death by Daheitian because she revealed too much.

Wuchen didn't want to die in front of himself with an unknown person, and he was also a high-ranking figure in the (Nuomahao) tribe.

Seeing that Wuchen seemed to be thinking about something, he sometimes frowned and sometimes stretched his brows.

The old man wearing a white scarf didn't bother seeing this, but waited quietly.

After a while, seeing Wuchen seemed to have thought of something, the old man wearing a white scarf quickly asked, "I don't know what this little brother is thinking?"

And even though the box was retracted by the arm in the ghost city, there was no reason not to return it, otherwise it would be bad to force myself to make trouble in the whole ghost city.

There must be some secret hidden in that box, if nothing else, it should be opened with the method of Mahakala.

Thinking of this, Wuchen nodded and said: "I have made up my mind, I want to practice the method of Mahakala, please trouble the old man."

The old man wearing a white scarf immediately frowned when he heard this, and he said with a smile: "Little brother is out.".

Chapter 172

"This is what you love and what I wish, so how can I say thank you."

Hearing this, Wu Chen nodded and said, "Please trouble the old man."

The old man wearing a white scarf stroked his beard and laughed. He said, "You can call me Mr. Hu. You don't need to talk to each other. I'm not that old."

Wuchen cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Mr. Hu."

Seeing this, Mr. Hu nodded, and he took out a book about two or three feet thick from his pocket. On the cover of the book was a six-armed statue of Mahakala, which looked ferocious.

Mr. Hu sighed, and handed the book to Wuchen.

After Wuchen took this, he said, "Thank you."

Mr. Hu shook his head, looked around at the four prison cells, and finally said: "Actually, this is a good place to go. Here you can still recuperate your wounds and practice Dharma with peace of mind. The most important thing is that there is no interruption."

"It's not like outside, where intrigues make people panic."

Speaking of this, Mr. Hu took a deep look at Wuchen and said, "You are fine."

Wu Chen shook his head and said: "How can there be such a good word, but it's all about people's sophistication."

Old Hu smiled and shook his head.

And Hei Mu on the opposite side had already stared his eyes straight. He seemed to have seen something unbelievable, and murmured:

"It turns out that you have already thought about it a long time ago, and you brought that thing here before you came, so it is unnecessary for me to do so."

Hearing this, Mr. Hu turned around at this time, looked at Hei Mu and said: "You didn't do anything superfluous, from this incident, it seems that your morality has not fallen much, at least you can tell whether a person is good or not. "

Seeing this, Hei Mu touched his head in embarrassment, he snorted coldly, and said, "Whatever you say, do whatever you like."

With that said, he just lay on the firewood.

Seeing this, Wuchen thought for a while, and then asked: "I didn't expect that senior to know Mr. Hu?"

Mr. Hu looked at Wuchen in surprise, and said, "What's the matter, do you know him?"

Wuchen said with a smile: "It's not acquaintance, at most it's just a few words."

Mr. Hu's complexion changed, he nodded and said, "So that's the case, so you should cultivate well first."

Dustless nodded.

Just like that, Mr. Hu walked out.

In an instant, the cell fell silent.

Wuchen sighed, and opened the practice book of Daheitian.

At this time, Heimu stood up and came to his cell, and said, "Has he left?"

Wuchen nodded and said: "Mr. Hu has already left, what's the matter, is it possible that senior is still afraid that Mr. Hu will fail?"

Heimu snorted coldly, and said, "How could I be afraid of him, even if I was killed, I wouldn't be afraid of him."

Hearing this, Wu Chen stared straight at Hei Mu.

Seeing Wu Chen like this, Hei Mu suddenly felt uncomfortable, he snorted coldly: "What's the matter, don't even you believe me?"

Wuchen shook his head and said: "That's not true, it's just that seeing senior like this reminds me of someone."

Heimu smiled, and didn't delve into this topic. He glanced at the Daheitian practice book in Wuchen's hand, thought for a while and said:

"Boy, don't be in a hurry to practice. The method inside is extremely mysterious. I suggest you observe the statue of Mahakala on it first, and then it won't be too late to practice."

"Also, if you don't understand anything, you can ask me, and I can give you some pointers."

Hearing this, Wuchen's heart warmed up, he cupped his hands towards Heimu, and said, "The junior thank you senior here first."

Heimu lay on the firewood again, waved his hands, and said, "Okay, okay, go do your work, I'll go to bed first."

Seeing that Heimu closed his eyes with a sloppy face, Wuchen thought for a while, and then asked: "I don't know why senior treats me so uniquely, I hope senior will tell me, otherwise I will be uneasy."

Hearing this, Heimu picked out his ear, popped a bit of ear (dabe) feces, bared his yellow teeth and said: "There is no other reason, I already feel that my life is coming soon, who can bear to stay here every day, If you think about it, it would be good to indirectly find someone to inherit the mantle."

Hearing this, Wuchen's mind buzzed for a moment, he bowed to Heimu, and shouted: "Thank you, senior."

Hearing this, Hei Mu shook his head and fell into a deep sleep.

After Wu Chen got up, he saw that Hei Mu had fallen into a deep sleep, and there were bursts of snoring. He shook his head. pattern.

The pattern of Dahetian is extremely mysterious. At first, Da Neng in the tribe created such patterns in the prison to frighten Xiaoxiao in the prison and also to show the mystery of the gods enshrined by his tribe.

Now that thousands of years have passed, although the wheels of history are rolling away, the pattern on the face is still the same. Not only that, but there is a vicissitudes of life on it, which makes the statue of Dahetian look more realistic.

I saw that the pattern engraved on it was the statue of the six-armed God of Mahakala, and it was also its most perfect shape.

After staring at the six-armed God statue of Dahetian all night, Wuchen still couldn't see anything, not only didn't see anything, but the feeling of being sucked into his mind reappeared again.

Sighing, Wu Chen looked at Hei Mu behind him in puzzlement, only to see that he was still in a deep sleep.

Shaking his head, Wuchen opened the Daheitian practice method.

Open the first page, the portrait of the two-armed god of Daheitian is vivid on the paper, and the introduction is written below.

The body is blue-black, with three round eyes, erect mane, and a crown of five skulls.The two arms are in front of the chest, the left hand holds a skull bowl filled with human blood; the right hand holds a moon-shaped knife, and a short stick is placed horizontally between the two arms.Standing on two legs with a blazing flame behind.

Open the second page, and there is a four-armed statue of Dahetian, and the same introduction is written below.

It is also a blue-black body, with five skulls and three eyes on the headgear.But there is a string of human heads hanging around the neck, and a tiger skin around the waist.

When the third page was opened, there was a six-armed god statue of Dahetian, with densely packed characters written on the bottom, Wuchen looked over one by one, and finally his eyes fixed on the bottommost character.

Daheitian is the free translation of Sanskrit "Maha Kala", also translated as "Savior", and it is called "Gongbao" in Tibetan.

Dong Mi said that he is the image of the angry medicine fork that Da Ri Tathagata subdued the devil, ranking first among all the great Dharma protectors.

In Tibetan secrets, he is not only the protector of the Dharma, but also an important deity on which the practice of Tantric Buddhism depends.

Wu Chen was startled and thought to himself, "I never thought that Da Hei Tian would be so powerful, and he would be the head of all the great Dharma protectors.

"It's still the angry image shown when Dainichi Tathagata fell the devil, but I don't know if it's true.".

Chapter 173 Dainichi Tathagata, Dahetian

"If it's true, it's simply terrible. With such a god's blessing, this tribe should be extremely powerful." Wuchen thought secretly.

But the fact is that feng shui takes turns, and there is no tribe that is always strong in the world.

It is only said that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky.

Even though the Daheitian Tribe is a large tribe, internal and external troubles are extremely serious.

What they are fighting against is the alliance of more than a dozen tribes. Years of wars have exhausted the Daheitian tribe.

In the tribe, the phenomenon of intrigue is extremely serious. Every member of the tribe wants to climb to a high and powerful position because of their sophistication, and they don't feel at ease to practice the Daheitian practice-dharma door.

Such a tribe, inside and out, symbolizes decay.

In contrast, there are thriving tribes, and members of each tribe want to practice their own tribe's method and contribute to their own tribe.

At this time, Wuchen turned to the back.

In order to ensure his own understanding, Wu Chen watched every word without missing a single word.

It can be said to be very serious.

Seeing something unknown, Wu Chen secretly wrote down this point so that he could ask Hei Mu about the things he didn't understand.

Time passed bit by bit, and in the blink of an eye, five days passed.

In addition to eating the food sent by the tribe, Wu Chen also discussed ideas with Hei Mu from time to time.

Hei Mu was also shocked by Wu Chen's ability to understand and practice, and lamented that Wu Chen was the only genius he had ever seen in his life.

But Wuchen has slowly integrated everything, and on his back, a statue of Dahetian gradually appeared, which seemed to reveal only a general idea, but it is no longer what it used to be.

Although it was only the first glimpse of the method, Wuchen also understood the terrifying aspect of this exercise.

He silently read: "Black Hand."

Immediately, his hand was immediately wrapped in a layer of thick black air, and in the blink of an eye, the black hand swelled a circle, and he lightly touched the ground.

Immediately, the ground was filled with layers of black air, moving in all directions.

Where the black air passed, not a single blade of grass grew, and even the prison cells made of special materials were slowly being damaged.

Wuchen was secretly startled, and quickly put away the exercises.

"I didn't expect that just trying this exercise lightly would be so terrifying. If you practice it to the later stage, it will be fine." Wu Chen murmured.