Cultivation Chat Group Chapter 1998: Guy With Several Brushes

How long I need to stay in the wooden urn?

At this time, Song Shuhang unable to do anything.

Apart from waiting silently ... there is only prayer.

"Senior White, Senior Whitetwow, bless me, let me go out sooner." Song Shuhang sincerely sent a prayer signal with consciousness.

By all means mustn't stay in this wooden urn for a thousand years, ten thousand years.

A thousand years is too long, he only fights day and night.

Wait until he truly became a regional big shot in the future, may consider to close up to hundreds of years ah, thousands of years ah. But he hasn't arrived at this realm yet.

After praying, Song Shuhang started tossing in Holy Man's wooden urn.

For example, if you study 'Bone of Imperishable' --, he can't understand the structure of Bone of Imperishable what exactly is it, but he can use consciousness to wrap Bone of Imperishable, and carefully sense its surface structure.

If you are tired of the research, you can study it in every corner of wooden urn's and enjoy the scenery of outside's from different angles.

He started to discover a pattern.

Holy Man's wooden urn in this world, revolving on a specific orbital trajectory, just like a planet.

Similarly, white horse, Karmic Virtue net, big eyes, also have their own orbits.

Whenever the tracks running by the two sides intersect, Song Shuhang can see each other.

wooden urn encountered another new scenery after scrubbing with ‘White Horse’ three times.

That was a wisdom tree, emitting a lot of light.

Under the tree, there is a silver-white figure, with only a towel wrapped around his waist, sits cross-legged.

But he is not recite scripture.

This silver-white figure, carrying a bucket of strange dye, carefully brushed a layer of gold paint on his silver body.

He carefully painted his body with a row of brushes, from head to toe, sometimes he used the big brush, sometimes he used the small brush ... This is a guy with several brushes.

Song Shuhang curiously looking at this man.

Is there any relationship between this man and the Heavenly Way of the past?

He now has some speculation about this 'world'.

Except Ruism Holy Man's wooden urn, regardless of the white horse, big eye ball and Karmic Virtue net, all 'mark phantom'.

Song Shuhang guessed that this is likely to be proved the way's 'Heavenly Way'. When inheriting Mandate of Heaven and achieving imperishable's, has left 'mark' in this world.

These marks, revolving in this emptiness over and over again, are not exhausted.

White Horse is likely to be Senior White twocounterpart Seventh Heavenly Way.

The Karmic Virtue network should be the predecessor of the luck very good's Senior WhitetwoHeavenly Way, probably the creator of Karmic Virtue Snake Beauty cultivation technique.

The big eyes should be Second Heavenly Way, which is the predecessor of Heavenly Way Striped Dragon's.

So, which Heavenly Way is this silver figure counterpart's?

One of Fourth Heavenly Way or Fifth Heavenly Way?

Or ... is it model of Fat Ball big brother 'Liquid Metal Ball'?

Heavenly Way Liquid Metal Ball, it seems that it can be transform into human type. It is also a silvery white of this metal.

Song Shuhang becomes more and more possible.

So, he quickly shrunk his consciousness and kept quiet.

After all, unlike other Heavenly Way, Heavenly Way Liquid Metal Ball still in office, has not retired yet. Maybe its 'mark phantom' will be special?

At this time, the Guy With Several Brushes suddenly pulled open the towel around his waist.

"This place isn't good to apply the paint." The man said out loud, holding a small brush, pondered for a moment: "It is better to cut it off, cut into is flat, can properly apply the paint."

Song Shuhang stunned: "!!!!!!"

"No, you must not. Although it can still grow, but it will not be accountable to others if you cut it. I can't say I was fighting with people, cut by the opponent." After tangling for a while, Guy With Several Brushes began to carefully brush with a small brush at his waist stand up.

Song Shuhang: "..."

"yō, Holy Man boss wooden urn, we meet again." The Guy With Several Brushes suddenly waved at Holy Man's wooden urn.

Waving, suddenly his hands froze.

Song Shuhang can sense this Guy With Several Brushes and found him.

It's embarrassing.

After stiffening for a while, the man suddenly quickly put away all his brushes, and then he sat cross-legged under wisdom tree with his hands folded together: "there is no wisdom tree, nor a stand of a mirror bright. Buddha nature is always pure, whence the dust alight! the mind as the wisdom tree , the body is the bright mirror stand. The mirror is clean, where can the dust alight! "

"all composed things, as if dreams and visions in a bubble, as a drop of dew, a flash of lightning. that is how to observe them."

There is a temperament of high monk's that radiates from his body.

Studying, the man raised his eyes, looking at Holy Man wooden urn, and said to Song Shuhang's consciousness, "Do you, do you understand?"

[I became aware of plush ash? ] Song Shuhang would like to return to this Guy With Several Brushes, but unfortunately he is now consciousness status, unable vocal.

"The donor, your understanding is too low." The lightly man of Jin Chancan shook his head: "Everything you just saw, are dreams and visions, is a bubble."

Song Shuhang: "..."

He can confirm one thing now. The shape of this golden man Chan existence is also different from several other 'Heavenly Way phantom'.

He may enter the world through other means, like Ruism Holy Man.

Moreover, Song Shuhang finds that he can communicate with this Guy With Several Brushes. With only one thought, the other party can read his meaning.

Needless to say, standard Mind Reading Art again.

"No, it's not called Mind Reading Art. It's called Hearts Linked As One, Just As the Proverbial Rhinoceros Communicates Emotion Telepathically Through His Single Horn Heart Reading Profound Technique." The man clasped his hands together and smiled kindly: "You can call me great master, donor."

"great master ... can I ask you a question?" Song Shuhang asked.

He wants want to know more, is there any way to get out of this space.

"The donor, although the donor aptitude is foolish, but I ... poor Confucian, no, the poor monk will explain it seriously." The golden great master smiled slightly.

Song Shuhang was glad he didn't have a physical head right now , otherwise it will definitely hurt.

After adjusting his mindset, he asked: "Excuse me, great master, you ..."

"I've loved it." The golden great master quickly replied.

Song Shuhang: "?????"

"Isn't it right, that's not an appointment?" the golden great master said again.

Song Shuhang: "..."

"Not right? Then boy, can swim, save you, this topic impossible, today is something, no money, like salty tofu brain, identity is secret, age is also, no bestowal, no apprentices ..." Gold great master mouth flipped , quickly said.

Song Shuhang: "..."

"Still have anything else that needs this poor scholar to explain?" The golden great master smiled slightly and continued.

Song Shuhang: "..."