After that day, every time Qingwu goes to the bamboo forest to practice after dinner, Xiaobu Dian will wait for her outside Wenyue's yard. When she comes out, she will take her to the bamboo forest. Then Qingwu will lie on the bamboo to practice, and Xiaobu Dian will lie under the bamboo.

One afternoon, the rare monk suddenly appeared again. After looking at the little dot lying under the bamboo for a long time, he suddenly said to Qingwu, "you can consider teaching him the way to practice."

"Meow?" what? Qingwu looked at him and looked down at the little dots below. After a while, he reflected what he said. At that moment, he didn't immediately deny it, but thought seriously.

After thinking for a while, she turned into a human and sat on the bamboo. As the bamboo swayed up and down, "I haven't taught others. How can I teach?" She looked sideways at the monk standing beside her, and her eyes were eager to try.

"First find a way to help it open its mind, and then it can practice by itself." The monk said in a deep voice and paused for a moment. Suddenly he pinched a Dharma formula and threw out a blue spiritual power to the small point.

There was a flash of fear in Xiaobu's eyes, but he didn't know why he was still lying in place and didn't avoid.

When Qingwu looked down along his hand, the blue spiritual power had disappeared into xiaobit's eyebrows. Xiaobit immediately rolled on the ground in pain. It was obviously very painful, and her limbs twitched from time to time.

"Does it hurt so much to open your mind?" Qingwu looked at the painful little one and jumped down from the bamboo. He took Lingli with him and wanted to hold him to relieve his pain, but he was held by the monk behind him.

"Don't touch it. If you can't stand the pain, it'll never be smart." The monk took Qingwu's hand and looked across the ground. He was convulsed with pain. He couldn't make a sound. His expression was indifferent. He seemed to be used to it for a long time.

Qingwu still couldn't bear it, but she didn't try to use her spiritual power to relieve Xiaobu's pain. She looked at the monks around her, and her delicate eyebrows almost screwed together, "why didn't I open my spiritual time?"

It seems that since she had memory, the master directly taught her to practice, and there was no link of spiritual enlightenment at all.

"You are a smart cat. You are born with wisdom, but it is different. It is just an ordinary beast. It should have died and entered reincarnation, but now it has opened spiritual cultivation, which means that it has embarked on another road. Naturally, it needs to pay a price." The monk explained to her in a deep voice. After explaining, his eyes fell on her. He suddenly said, "Lingmao has nine lives. I think you seem to have died twice."

"Huh?" Qingwu looked back at him and didn't deny, "I lost my life because of the failure of the robbery.

"What else?"

"Still have......" mentioning another lost life, Qingwu was a little confused in her own eyes. She thought about it and said with some uncertainty: "it seems that she lost it when she was a child. I can't remember it for too long."

She really can't remember. The only thing she remembers is that she lost her life in a cave and was brought back to the valley by the master when she woke up, that is, she began to practice at that time.

Looking at her confused face, the monk felt a similar emotion in his eyes. He tutted and said, "I don't even know how I died. It's really useless."

"Meow!" Qingwu stretched out his hand to hold the knocked place, raised his eyes and stared at him, "what's none of your business

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