Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

Chen Kong gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "Forget it, the little benefactor and the poor monk are very predestined... The poor monk can't just leave him alone..."

He took out a pamphlet from his pocket: "This... is the secret Sanskrit mantra handed down by this temple, the little benefactor must...don't tell others, let alone let people know that the poor monk told you."

"The poor monk won't explain it to you. You should practice according to the above... at most five days, and you should be fine..."

Zhuge Canglan threw a handful of crystals into the pottery bowl, and then took the booklet.

"I'll practice it first. If it's really useful, these... I'll give you..."

Chenkong was overjoyed and hugged the pottery bowl, looking at the half-bowl spar with bright eyes, nodding his head like pounding medicine.

"Should be, should be, the little benefactor will practice first..."

Zhuge Canglan read it quickly, "Sanskrit Mantra" is only a few dozens of pages, a total of dozens of sentences, very concise.

But it was particularly profound, Zhuge Canglan read it three or four times in a row, and the mess in his heart gradually became clear.

In fact, the "Sanskrit Mantra" is similar to the Qingxin Mantra, but it is more profound than the Qingxin Mantra. It should belong to the upper-middle-level cheats of the Xuankong Temple, and it is a kung fu for cultivating inner energy.

Just in contrast to her current situation.

Zhuge Canglan closed his eyes, and silently recited the mantra of clearing his heart, calming his mind and letting his breath move with his heart.

After mastering the "Sanskrit Mantra", Zhuge Canglanchai slowly began to try his luck.

A faint breath slowly appeared in the body, like a spring breeze, slowly blowing through her blood.

It is rarely soothing, but it wraps the heart in every thread, and can generate a steady stream of power.

The whole person seems to be in warm water, surrounded by a soft and comfortable environment, her heart is bright, and everything is empty, as if she is the only one in the world.

After running the "Sanskrit Mantra" back and forth a few times, she was surprised to find that the barrier of the seal gradually became smaller. She tried to use the spiritual power, and the pain on the right side of her face was not so severe.

Zhuge Canglan was overjoyed, the money-grubbing monk Chenkong really didn't lie to her.

She practiced the Sanskrit mantra again, and this time she calmed down her distracting thoughts, her mind was like still water.

When she opened her eyes again, it was already bright outside. She hadn't slept all night, but she was extremely refreshed, with endless energy all over her body.

Zhuge Canglan smiled and still owed him a lot of spars for not giving to Chen Kong, he was willing to not?

Of course, Chen Kong was not willing to part with so many crystals, so Zhuge Canglan set up a fire to roast pheasant at night to eat.

The dusty sky that disappeared for a day...appeared.

"It's so delicious, the chicken roasted by the little benefactor is even more fragrant than the signboard of Manxianglou..."

Zhuge Canglan smiled: "Do you want to eat?"

She didn't leave, and although her health improved a lot, she wasn't healed.

Chen Kong said that it would take five days, so what if she let Zhuge Liuxiang live another five days.

Chen Kong swallowed his saliva, and looked at the grilled chicken with bright eyes: "This... this, the poor monk is a married person, a monk..."

"Wine and meat passed through the intestines of the Buddha and sat in the heart..."

Chenkong immediately went to Zhuge Canglan's side, "The little benefactor said so rightly, it was just a word that awakened the dreamer..."

Zhuge Canglan smiled and gave half of the roast chicken to Chenkong, and gave him the other dozen or so crystals that he had agreed upon.

Chenkong shirked that she was too polite, and quickly took the spar over at an astonishingly fast speed.

When Zhuge Canglan dropped the last chicken bone, there was a bang, and the dilapidated door panel of the Earth Temple was suddenly blown away by a gust of wind, creaking and creaking.

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Hey, more text, more text, it's so painful to crawl out of bed on a rainy day~~~~