Wild boar

Chapter 751 Yoga

"exchange?"

"I just want the holy water of reincarnation to restore the memory of my past life and the strongest cultivation of Mahakala in all the reincarnations." Zen Master Miao Ling said with his eyes narrowed.

"I am exchanging with your master Zhu Zishan, not you. Do you have the spell scroll of Dead Wood Dragon's Roar in your hand?" Guiye Fozi asked.

"No! This is the first time I've heard of the Dragon Roar of the Dead Wood." Zen Master Miao Ling said angrily.

"Then why do you help your master make the decision?"

"You can't give me what my master wants." Zen Master Miaoling glanced at Guiye Fozi with disdain.

Guiye Fozi, who has mastered the clairvoyance, has been able to distinguish the truth and falsehood of people's words to a certain extent.

He was sure that Zen Master Miao Ling was indeed not telling lies.

Miao Ling and Zhu Zishan have been together for so many years, and of course they know that as long as she is a beautiful woman who can relax her figure and maintain a correct posture, it is quite easy to order less important things from her master Zhu Zishan.

"Until you get the part of memory sealed by Tathagata, the holy water of reincarnation cannot be given to you. Even if you get the holy water of reincarnation, you can't get the complete memory. So what's the point?" Guiye Fuzi declined.

"Then there's nothing more to say." After finishing speaking, Zen Master Miaoling turned around and left.

"Wait a minute! I heard that you have practiced the unobstructed secret eye technique." Guiye Fozi said.

"Yes."

"Very good... after you become an official disciple of Leiyin Mountain after one year, I will accept you as a disciple through the sect."

"understood."

……

The Buddhist Kingdom of the Western Regions.

Naju.

Jaipur City.

There is a restaurant in the city.

Three floors above the attic.

On an exotic hanging garden.

Li Huilan collapsed in the sea of ​​flowers. This was a real sea of ​​flowers, not an illusion.

Li Huilan lay in it, and the bright flowers became her clothes.

Master Tingyun sat in front of her, clasping his hands like a monk chanting sutras.

This is a new yoga technique, taught by Master Tingyun himself.

This yoga technique is in the same vein as the steam yoga taught by Master Jingxin, but it is much simpler.

About half an hour later, Li Huilan was sweating profusely and panting from practicing.

However, Master Ting Yun kept his hands clasped together, his eyes closed and meditating from the beginning to the end. His face did not turn red, his heart did not beat, and he did not pant. This shows that he has a high level of cultivation and a profound foundation.

suddenly.

Master Tingyun, who was standing still, turned his hand and found a black storage bracelet in his hand.

Master Tingyun took out a yellow cloth bag from his bracelet and took out a scroll with four words written on it.

Withered wood dragon chant.

Master Tingyun held the scroll and studied it.

Time passes little by little...

suddenly.

Li Huilan actually practiced ordinary yoga to the point where she was about to become obsessed.

"Yeah!" Grand Master Tingyun's eyes flashed, and he pinched the spell in his hand to cut off the mystery.

With the victory of a mysterious force.The obsessed Li Huilan suddenly felt empty, and she couldn't wait to find a new source of power.

As soon as Ting Yun pointed out, Li Huilan suppressed the urgency and enthusiasm that had just arisen.

"Huchi...huchi..." Li Huilan, who was sweating profusely, gasped.

Master Tingyun managed to put the yellow scroll in his hand back into the storage bracelet, and then cast a spell to turn Li Huilan over.

"Change to the following posture and practice Tongyou!" Master Tingyun said in a low voice.

A mysterious force was once again taken into Li Huilan's body...

Feeling her strength replenished, Li Huilan's panicked breathing became calmer.

Master Tingyun remained motionless, with his hands clasped together as if silently reciting Buddhist scriptures.

under the attic.

A group of monks dressed in red broke into the restaurant.

"Shopkeeper... our master wants to stay in the hotel and arrange a third floor for us." A monk with a rough face shouted loudly.

The hotel manager who was taking stock of the accounts looked up in shock and said with a strange look on his face: "Master, you are joking, a small store has never had a third floor."

The monk laughed angrily at this sentence. He stretched out his big hand and grabbed the shopkeeper's collar. He pulled the shopkeeper out of the counter and unceremoniously pulled him out of the restaurant.

"Open your eyes and take a look. What is this if it's not the third floor?" The red-robed monk picked up the shopkeeper's collar and roared loudly.

The shopkeeper rubbed his eyes, then stretched out a finger and pointed at his floor.

"one two Three"

"There are really three floors!" The shopkeeper couldn't believe his eyes.

"Hahahaha... Shopkeeper Tuo, are you stupid?"

"Luozhou Zuihua Building is your three-story Huajian Building."

"Hahahaha... It's so funny that Shopkeeper Tuo even forgot how many floors his restaurant has."

Amid a burst of ridicule, the camel shopkeeper bowed to a group of red-clothed monks and said, "Masters, I have indeed made a mistake. I can't even remember how many floors my restaurant has. I really feel sorry for you, masters. Masters, please come upstairs, and the vegetarian food will be delivered later.”

"Well... good!" the monk in red said with a satisfied expression.

"My master will be staying here soon. Remember to buy some good fruits." The monk in red flipped his hands and took out a large ingot of silver from his storage bag.

"No way, no way... Master, you must never use money. Taking care of Master's food, clothing, and daily life is a blessing that ordinary people like us have cultivated for several generations. How dare we use Master's money?" Shopkeeper Tuo said repeatedly.

In the Buddhist countries of the Western Regions, the status of monks is very high. Not to mention monks with supernatural powers, even if they do not have supernatural powers, as long as they have Buddhist scriptures, they do not need to do all the food, clothing, housing and transportation themselves while walking in the ordinary world. They will be supported by the entire society.

However, it is not easy for ordinary people to obtain Buddhist scriptures. Every monk has an identity certificate issued by his sect to prove his Buddhist scriptures.

Of course, monks generally only show Buddhist scriptures to beings of comparable status and strength.

It is impossible for a monk with some supernatural powers to show Buddhist books to ordinary people, because they are not worthy to read them.

"My master is the true Bodhisattva who has attained the Golden Congo level. Please give me the freshest preserved fruits and the best juice..."

Having said this, the monk in red lowered his voice and whispered in the ear of the camel shopkeeper: "Prepare a few pretty girls to carry the fruit plate. I want them to be young and unmarried."

"Oh... I understand, little one." Shopkeeper Tuo said repeatedly.

"I need to prepare some more wine, cough...this is not for drinking. My master likes to use wine as a medium for casting spells..."

"Oh... I understand." The shopkeeper nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Get some more barbecue and remember to add more spices. Of course, this is not for eating. It is also the medium for my master to cast spells." The monk in red said in a low voice.

"I understand! I understand, little one!" The shopkeeper continued to nod.

"If you understand, do it quickly. If you are a little neglectful, Lord Buddha will be angry." The monk in red stretched out a finger and poked the chest of the camel shopkeeper and said viciously.

(End of this chapter)