Eternal Sacred King Chapter 607: After the deceased
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After the red-haired ghost taught Su Zimo the secret method of the pupil technique, he exhorted again: "Although you have a candlelight stone, you must be careful when you practice!"
"It is best to practice in the early morning and evening every day. If you practice at noon, the power of the sun reaches its peak, and your eyes simply cannot bear it. You have to proceed step by step."
Su Zimo remembered one by one in his heart.
This kind of thing is not careless, don't be blinded by the time, it's really regrettable.
After a while, Su Zimo made sure that he hadn't missed anything, then got up and left, heading towards the front yard.
The little fox stood not far away, his eyes blurred, dozing off.
"Go ahead."
Su Zimo rubbed the little fox's forehead and laughed.
The little fox is a monster. On this day of every month, she will come to the backyard to ask for a bowl of spiritual water from the red-haired ghost.
It's just that the little fox was very resistant at first, trembling all over, unable to resist.
It was Su Zimo holding her and sending her to him personally, and the little fox gradually got used to it.
Five years have passed, and what makes Su Zimo a little strange is that even though the little fox has stepped into the alchemy path, he still cannot transform his human form, nor can he speak.
Su Zimo only regarded it as a unique heritage of the fox family, and didn't think much about it.
Seeing that Su Zimo returned to the front yard, the little fox ran up to the red-haired ghost, arched a pair of small paws, and bowed to the red-haired ghost seriously, and uttered something. Said: "I have seen seniors."
The little fox's voice is soft and charming, soft and charming. Any male creature will have a lot of thoughts and distractions when he hears it.
The red-haired ghost was very calm, just nodded.
"Why have you been reluctant to transform into a human form?"
The red-haired ghost asked with a smile.
The little fox hung his head, and there was a blush on his cheeks.
When the red-haired ghost saw it, he couldn't help laughing, and said teasingly: "You little thing, I'm afraid it's touching the heart!"
The little fox was even more embarrassed. He shook his head quickly, his head shook like a rattle.
The red-haired ghost laughed for a while before putting away his smile, and said: "You are thinking, only if you keep this way, he won't drive you away?"
The little fox bowed his head and said nothing, which was regarded as a default.
Of course this is just one aspect of it.
On the other hand, Little Fox knows very well that if she really turns into a human form, she and Su Zimo will probably not be as intimate as before.
Human race pays attention to whether men and women are taught or not, after all, there is an extra barrier between them.
Now, she can get into Su Zimo's arms casually, fall asleep in it, act like a baby, and do whatever she wants.
The red-haired ghost curled his lips and said with a wry expression: "This kid worshipped Buddhism and became a monk. He actually still has such a beautiful blessing. I didn't have this treatment back then."
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Su Zimo returned to the front yard and sat on the ground, looking at the scorching sun slowly rising in the distance.
At this time, the morning sun is rising, and the light is not too bright, he has to hurry up and practice.
Su Zimo took a deep breath, running the scriptures of the eye of candlelight in his mind, staring at the scorching sun with his right eye.
As time passed, it seemed as if a ray of sunlight poured into the right eye.
The right eye is gradually covered with white.
The white pupils look weird and inexplicable, exuding a faint light, they are constantly absorbing the glow of the sun, and they are constantly refining.
The temperature in the right eye is gradually rising!
Although there is some pain, I can bear it.
Su Zimo can clearly feel that his right eye seems to be integrated with the candle light stone, and the sun shines into the candle light stone, and the staunch power becomes softer.
The damage to the right eye has also been minimized!
Starting today, in addition to practicing the Secret Book of the Great Demon King at night, Su Zimo will practice this pupil technique every morning and evening.
Although there is no movement in the dantian.
But Su Zimo never gave up. For most of the day, he still chose to browse the ancient books left by the two ancient temples in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
The many ancient books in the Cangjing Pavilion are too precious!
How terrible is the background of the two super sects?
There are not only many secret magic arts, but also the method of refining tools, the art of alchemy, the way of making amulet, the ancient tactics of formation, and many things have long been lost.
For example, in one of the secrets of formation technique, there is a thing called ‘Ancient Formation of Forbidden God’.
It is said that when this formation is deployed, the soul of True Lord Nascent Soul will be imprisoned, and it will not be able to mobilize mana at all!
There are many other secret methods like this.
It's just that Su Zimo's cultivation level is not in the realm, and many of them are still unable to comprehend.
Days pass.
In a blink of an eye, another five years.
Su Zimo has been at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley for ten years.
In the evening.
Su Zimo sits on the ground, holding the Mingwang rosary, and looking at the sunset in the west. His body is covered with sunset clouds, his face is solemn, like a Buddha with bright red clouds.
His right eye is full of blazing brilliance. Don't look at it!
Ten years later, Su Zimo's Dantian is still empty, like a black hole, without a trace of aura.
But, on his face and eyes, there is no loss in sight.
Ten years of chanting to the Buddha, Su Zimo's body has added a tranquil and serene temperament, not sad or happy, favored and not shocked, almost like Zen.
This is a profound manifestation of the Dharma!
Owning the worry-free flower is equivalent to having the root of wisdom.
Su Zimo's attainments in Buddhism are becoming more profound.
Backyard of ancient temple.
The old monk stood on the stone steps, and the red-haired ghost sat in the cemetery, facing each other.
"Old bald donkey, I don't think there is any movement in that kid's dantian, I guess, he wants to cultivate immortality again, there is no hope." said the red-haired ghost.
"The dantian is shattered and the foundation is ruined. It is so difficult to recast the foundation. Throughout the ages, I don't know how many arrogant evildoers have emerged, and no one has ever succeeded."
The old monk sighed softly and said: "But this son has a deeper and deeper understanding of the Dharma. If he can really practice again, he can be regarded as the true inheritance of Buddhism."
"Shit inheritance!"
The red-haired ghost looked disdainful, and said, "Without spiritual power, even if he understands Buddhist methods, he can't release it. There is a bird to use!"
"I want to say that in the future, he will not worry about repairing the golden core, so he will be at ease to cultivate the demon! Don't look at him now without the golden core, his true strength is only stronger than ten years ago!"
The old monk shook his head and said: "If he gives up repairing the golden core and continues to cultivate monsters, the moment he enters the Nascent Soul Realm, it will also be the moment when he becomes a monster!"
"That's not great." The red-haired ghost murmured.
At this moment, an aura fell outside the ancient temple.
The old monk looked sideways~IndoMTL.com~ beckoned, and a crane fell in his palm.
The old monk frowned slightly, opened Linghe and took a look, his expression was complicated, he sighed slightly, and said: "The old man is here afterwards."
"I hate the breath of the crane!"
The red-haired ghost stared at Linghe, narrowed his eyes, and asked in a cold voice: "Is that him! Is it his descendants?"
The old monk nodded.
The red-haired ghost stood up with a scream, the chain on his body shook, and the whole person suddenly became murderous!
The old monk glanced at the red-haired ghost and said: "You be quiet, anyway, he is kind to Fahua Temple and Daming Temple."
"What's more, it's just a junior, what can you be excited about."
Hearing these words, the red-haired ghost suddenly became discouraged and sat back again, his face ugly.
(End of this chapter)