Zhu Tian: I became a god by practicing martial arts

After eating and drinking, Hu Lie turned around and disappeared, returning directly to his portable world.

In response, Pu Zhi narrowed his eyes and did nothing else.

This master is too mysterious, so it's normal that he has some abilities that I don't understand.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. When he opened it, he saw a child about seven years old bringing him vegetarian food!

It seems to be the persistent boy I met when I first entered the village.

"Thank you very much, little donor!"

The other person meant well, so it was hard for him to refuse.

Besides, monks have big appetites, so it’s not that they can’t eat one more bowl of rice.

In front of Zhang Xiaofan, Pu Zhi quickly and slowly cleared the rice.

Then he used the clean water in the temple to wash the dishes and handed them to Zhang Xiaofan.

"It's getting late, little donor, go back and rest early!"

"Good night, Master!"

Zhang Xiaofan looked like a well-behaved child, which made Pu Zhi like this boy quite a bit.

He opened the temple door and watched Zhang Xiaofan go away until he entered the village and returned to his doorstep, and then he returned.

“He is a chosen one. If you want to find a way to become an immortal, you may have to work hard on him.

And his playmate Lin Jingyu is also a man of extraordinary talent.

If we bring them back to your Tianyin Temple, who knows, they may become the next generation of divine monks in a few decades!"

Hu Lie just wanted to see if these two could still get entangled with Tian Ling'er, Lu Xueqi, and Bi Yao if they went to Tianyin Temple.

The monks in this world also have strict rules and regulations to follow.

Especially in the area of ​​Lust, Caution, the management is quite strict.

"Lin Jingyu is indeed a talented person, but what about this Zhang Xiaofan?"

Of course, it is difficult for Pu Zhi to see things that the Qingyun Sect's chief cannot see!

Inner talent, in many cases, cannot be considered a qualification.

Many times, what they show is more like a kind of mentality.

However, the further you go on the path of cultivation, the greater the demands placed on your character.

"Practice and cultivate your mind!"

Just click once, Hu Lie won’t say more.

"But he is the chosen one..."

After Hu Lie taught him the Dharma, Pu Zhi obviously became a little afraid of God.

“Is that something a little monk like you should consider?

Do I need to explain the principle that if you don’t take what God gives you, you will suffer the consequences? "

Hu Lie's two sentences and two rhetorical questions made Pu Zhi feel cold on his back and frightened.

In his opinion, a seven-year-old child coming to deliver food was obviously trying to establish a relationship with him.

If no one interferes, an adult should be the one to send him off.

In this case, isn’t this a God-given opportunity?

God’s expression is so obvious, if he still objects, then it would really be like God is not willing to accept it!

It is conceivable that his fate will not be very good in the future.

And what the senior said is right. How can a small cultivator like me be qualified to fight against the way of heaven!

From the current perspective, I can only come as per other people's arrangements!

"Puzhi thanks you for your teachings, senior!"

With his hands clasped together, Puzhi gave Hulie a big gift.

Hu Lie suffered from this!

After all, I gave him such a big piece of yellow bird meat, so receiving his gift should be regarded as a reward.

"Get up, you and I are destined to be together, give me your bloodthirsty bead.

I'll help you deal with it.

If you keep carrying it with you like this, you will sooner or later be influenced by it and become obsessed."

Help people to the end and send Buddha to the West.

In order to ensure that Lin Jingyu and Zhang Xiaofan can be accepted into Tianyin Temple safely, Hu Lie plans to personally deal with the problem of the Bloodthirsty Pearl.

"what……"

The Bloodthirsty Pearl was sealed by Puzhi using the Mahavairocana Prajna, and he never expected that it would be exposed so directly.

"What? Do you really think your sealing skills are good?

Not to mention me, even the people from the Demonic Path have the means to detect it.

There is no problem with you being strong and healthy now, but once your qi and blood are weakened, your mind will be corroded by this thing.

Are you afraid that I will steal your bloodthirsty bead?"

Hu Lie looked down upon these cultivators from the Zhu Xian world, as they seemed to have never seen the world.

"No, no, no! I definitely don't think so.

It’s better to give this bloodthirsty bead to the senior for safekeeping!

It's really inappropriate for me to do this!"

Hu Lie was right. As long as one's own qi and blood were depleted, the bloodthirsty bead would begin to backfire!

In this case, it would be better to hand it over to the senior in front of me!

After all, this person is someone who dares to challenge even the way of heaven!

"It's just a live bead. I don't think highly of it."

Hu Lie took the bloodthirsty bead that Pu Zhi took out and took the thigh bone of the yellow bird.

After removing the cartilage on the head of the bone stick, the bloodthirsty bead can be fixed on it.

Then the sword energy in the Dantian sword realm surged and rushed directly into the thigh bone and the bloodthirsty bead.

It was visible to the naked eye that the golden swastika Buddhist sound on the bloodthirsty bead dissipated, and the blood-red color gradually faded.

Then it slowly turned into a bead sparkling with metallic luster, but just one look at it would make you feel a sharp pain.

There is always a feeling that dense sword energy is pouring into my eyes.

As for the yellow bird's thigh bone, it gradually changed shape under the impact of the sword energy.

And the original bloodthirsty bead was wrapped in the middle, forming an exquisite flying sword with sharp edges on all four sides and a bead in the middle.

"Drop your blood to acknowledge the master, then store it in your Dantian to nurture it!"

With a flick of the sewing needle, the flying sword arrived in front of Puzhi.

Pu Zhi had never seen or heard of Hu Lie's magical weapon refining skills before!

He came to his senses only when the flying sword was right in front of him.

"Put it into Dantian?"

If you stab such a sharp weapon into your Dantian, wouldn't that be destroying your own cultivation?

“After you swear by your blood, you will understand.

To be honest, those things you refine can only be considered magical tools at best.

It's not even close to being a magic weapon."

Even though they have all become immortal cultivators, the weapons they use are not much different from those used by ordinary warriors.

You can only hold it or carry it on your back.

At most, it just has some attributes. How can it be considered a magic weapon used by monks?

Pu Zhi was half-believing and half-doubting. He moved his finger close to the flying sword and a drop of blood seeped out.

Then it was directly absorbed by the flying sword. In an instant, Pu Zhi felt a sense of blood extension.

With a thought, the flying sword directly sank into his dantian and disappeared!

After closing his eyes and looking inward, he discovered that the flying sword had already flown into his dantian and stopped directly in the center of the magic power lake of Dafan Prajna in his dantian!

As his own magic power was washed over and over again, the flying sword also took on a hint of Buddhist charm.

Even the originally silvery-white color had hints of gold mixed in.