Lord Sword Immortal will not be defeated

Chapter 2

"Jing Yuan pays respects to Master Uncle!"

Jingyuan stood in front of the tall and thin monk at the door, bowing his head respectfully.

Behind him, Wang Li also bowed in imitation: "Wang Li, pay homage to Master Uncle!"

Hearing the master-uncle give a muffled hum, he strode into the courtyard.

Jingyuan didn't hesitate, and pulled Wang Li to follow quickly.

The master uncle went straight in and sat down, Jing Yuan stood in front of him and said: "Master uncle is here to visit, I don't know what to teach, if there is something needed, Jing Yuan will definitely not refuse."

At this time, Wang Li stood behind Jing Yuan, and had the opportunity to take a good look at this master uncle.

The other party was tall and thin, with gray eyebrows and beard, slightly dark complexion, raised eyebrows, which merged with the wrinkles on his face. What caught people's attention was undoubtedly the pair of pupils. There was no turbidity in the pupils of the old people, but they were very bright, as if there was a golden light shining faintly.

Hearing the words of the monk Jingyuan, he didn't have the slightest idea of ​​beating around the bush.

"There is indeed one thing that should have been done by your master, but he has been traveling for a long time, and he has disappeared for the time being. I can't wait for the current matter. If the opportunity is missed, the evil spirit will definitely kill people!" It is categorical and cannot be refuted.

But Jing Yuan didn't respond immediately, but frowned slightly: "Uncle Shi, what you said is..."

The old monk squinted his eyes, and said with full of air, "Yuecheng!"

When Jing Yuan heard it, the gully between his brows deepened a bit, he paused, and was about to speak, but the old monk took a step ahead.

"Jingyuan, this time you only need to protect your surroundings with the golden bell cover, and the rest has nothing to do with you!"

"Uncle Master..."

The old monk directly interrupted: "Don't talk too much, only you and your master in the temple are good at the Golden Bell Method. If you don't go, not to mention ordinary people, even the monks in the temple may suffer more casualties!"

Wang Li's thin body was hidden behind Jing Yuan, he listened silently to the exchange between the two, he didn't understand why the monk Jing Yuan seemed reluctant, but these things had nothing to do with him, so he just had to stand here and treat himself as air.

Unexpectedly, Jing Yuan sighed slightly, his eyes moved suddenly, and he turned around to reveal Wang Li.

"Master Uncle, this is the son of the disciple's old friend. He is congenitally ill, and the serious illness has not gone away. I am afraid that he will not be able to leave the disciple for a while."

The old monk looked intently at Wang Li.

With a glance, Wang Li suddenly felt as if a boulder was pressing on his heart, and even his breathing was a little difficult.

After a few breaths, the old monk nodded slightly, turned his palm over, and a green round pill appeared in his palm, and the room instantly wafted a fragrance of medicine.

"He is indeed congenitally deficient, and there is no cure for it in the ordinary world, but it is no small matter in the temple. You have already eradicated many stubborn illnesses for him, take this Baicao Pill with him, and send someone to send him home in a few days go!"

Jing Yuan paused, pursed his lips and hesitated to speak.

But the old monk's eyes were sharper, and the elixir was indeed beneficial to Wang Li, so he had no choice but to step forward to take the elixir.

"Thank you, uncle!"

Wang Li saluted and thanked, but raised his eyebrows when he lowered his head.

The old monk stood up, "Wait for me at the gate of Tomorrow Temple!"

"Yes!"

The old monk strode away, and his back quickly disappeared.

Jing Yuan pinched the Baicao Pill and looked at it again and again.

Wang Li raised his head and said, "Master Jingyuan, will I be able to go back soon?"

If I go back, where should I find the method of practice?Could it be... If you have to become a monk first and then return to vulgarity, then when I return to vulgarity, will they directly abolish me?
Jing Yuan nodded, Wang Li's heart sank, and he was ready to find a way to rely on it.

But then Jing Yuan shook his head again.

"Are you homesick?"

"Fortunately."

"Then stay for a few more days. It's better to take the Baicao Dan separately and slowly, so as not to be too hasty and hurt your vitality."

Wang Li tilted his head and thought for a while, then smiled: "Okay."

Jing Yuan also smiled, and waved: "Go to the kitchen and drink the medicine yourself."

"Well, thank you, Master Jingyuan."

Wang Li turned around with a smile on his face; behind him, Jing Yuan looked at his back with an undiminished smile.

Jing Yuan: Leave him some more time, and make him worship me as his teacher as soon as possible!

Wang Li: Time waits for no one, we must seize the time to learn the complete Demon Demon Sword, and then strive to learn the real method of cultivation!

……

kitchen.

A bowl of black and steaming soup came out of the pot.

This bowl of medicine, just the color and strong smell already makes people feel very bitter in the mouth.

But Wang Li didn't show any expression on his baby-fat cheeks. He brought it to his mouth and swallowed it directly, like drinking ice in summer, extremely bold.

A bowl of decoction went into my stomach in a blink of an eye, and there was not a drop left.

Wang Li smacked his lips, as if reminiscing.

He looks quite ruthless.

Then, he turned around and scooped up a ladle of water, took small sips in his mouth over and over again, and swallowed slowly.

After reciprocating more than ten times.

With a thought, he released the special ability that had been applied to him in advance.

In an instant, the unfinished bitter taste in the mouth and the residual smell of traditional Chinese medicine in the throat rushed to the top of the head.

Wang Li shuddered uncontrollably, his ceramic-like delicate face immediately wrinkled up, his mouth opened involuntarily, and a crystal thread flowed from the corner of his mouth.

suck~
bah bah bah~
After tossing for a while, his expression finally calmed down slowly.

"If I didn't lose the pain and taste, I would probably have died the first time I took the medicine bath and drank this soup..."

The monk Jingyuan thinks that his stamina and concentration are extraordinary, but Wang Li knows that he is really an ordinary mortal.

He just suddenly "awakened" a special talent of [-] points.

This is a special ability discovered by accident after Wang Li came to this world.

He didn't have it in his previous life, and neither did the little Wang Li in his previous life.

It is similar to the magical power of "speaking and following" in the legend.It's just that the current "magic power" can neither affect the world nor command nature, nor can it be used on other people. All effects can only be exerted on Wang Li's own body.

In short, king carp can add a certain state to itself.

This state can be a buff or a debuff.

[Loss of Taste], as the name suggests, loses the sense of taste.It is itself a debuff, negative status.

However, when drinking this bowl of poisonous soup, Shiwei is Wang Li's best partner.

When he was in the bell tower, what he added to himself was the state of [Deafness]. At that time, the expressionless face was not that he seemed to be deaf, but that he was really deaf.

During the medicated bath, he made himself lose his sense of pain, otherwise, how could he have any endurance and concentration to resist the stimulation brought about by the scalding and burning that engulfed his whole body.

In the past month, he has tried many status words.

Some state words can be used directly, because these states completely belong to one's own physical substance, such as [loss of taste], [deafness], [loss of pain].

For other state words, you need to have a certain degree of experience or comprehension. For example, when you heard the bell of Bailong Temple ringing in your ears for the first time, you got the two states of "meditation" and "concentration". .

The former tends to perfect control of the body, while the latter tends to direct reproduction of experience.

For example, he can't add an [Epiphany] effect to himself out of thin air, because he hasn't had an epiphany so far.

These states manifested directly with the movement of thoughts, consuming his mental and physical strength.

If he is left unattended after being blessed, his mental and physical strength will be exhausted until he is unconscious.

With this congenitally deficient body, any state could not last long. Fortunately, with the recuperation of the monk Jingyuan, he became more and more durable.

After drinking the medicine, continue to practice swords to strengthen your body.

In the state of [concentration], the rehearsal of the Fumo Sword has advanced by leaps and bounds.

The sword dance is clear and the wind is flowing, and the shadow is reflected in the sky.

Jing Yuan slowly turned the rosary in his hand, becoming more and more reluctant to lose Wang Li as a disciple.

He has also practiced the Fumo Sword, which is a relatively rare sword technique in the Sutra Pavilion of Bailong Temple, and its difficulty is far higher than many world-famous Buddhist exercises.The dexterity and sharpness of the sword, the ease of lifting weights and many other technical points are included in it.

Jingyuan originally thought that he would teach him for several years, but now it is only one month.

Not only has endurance and determination, but also has excellent talent.

Jingyuan firmly believes that this is definitely the best candidate for disciple!
After lunch, there was another medicine bath, a bowl of soup and medicine.

In front of Jing Yuan, Wang Li's face remained unchanged.

He has to highlight his "special talent" in order to gain more attention from Jing Yuan's heart.He doesn't need the methods that are not passed on from the White Dragon Temple, but it is not certain that there may be methods of cultivation that are not from the White Dragon Temple. After all, he is over [-] years old and has rich experience.

Today's Jingyuan, when chanting sutras, also emits golden Buddha light from all over his body. If ordinary people see this scene, they will bow their heads if they are afraid.

But Wang Li just immersed himself in reading.

It's not that he didn't try to directly ask Jing Yuan if he could pass down the cultivation method outside of Bailong Temple, but Jing Yuan always evaded and said that he only had the method of Bailong Temple.

Wang Li: I don't believe it!

Like Jingyuan, he is very stable in his inner thoughts and persistence.

If you don't teach the method of cultivation, even if you knock the wooden fish until it smokes, I will lose if I look at you.

Jing Yuan recited Buddhist classics, while Wang Li read the Book of Changes brought from home.

In the past, Xiao Wangli was weak and sick, and rarely went out. The thing he did most at home was to read books.

Wang Li has inherited the soul and body of Xiao Wang Li. Although he is not a lover of books, at least he will not fail to read them, or fall asleep immediately after reading them.

【Concentration】In the state, the principles of Yizhong are familiar in the heart, and various understandings that have never been seen in the past come to mind.

into the night.

Lying on the bed and closing his eyes, Wang Li silently said: [Sleep soundly].

Immediately, he felt a deep drowsiness coming quietly, and he fell asleep before holding on for three breaths.

Works faster than anesthesia.

So far, the only thing he has discovered that doesn't consume anything, but instead can replenish mental and physical strength, is the state related to sleep.

[Sleep] [Sleep] [Sleep] [Sleep] [Sleep] etc.

Among them, the best effect is [sleep].

[Sleep]: If you are not awakened halfway, the duration is fixed at four hours.

(End of this chapter)