Weird: I can simulate fate

Chapter 14 Training Speed ​​Increased Forty Times

He opened his mouth and bit it, trembling all over, and put it down silently.

The appearance of the fruit is intact, not even a trace left.

Instead, the teeth had a mind of their own.

Xu Ye covered his mouth and stiffened for a long while, the sharp pain as if someone had driven nails into his gums slowly faded away.

"I know why these delicious oranges have been preserved for 300 years. The relationship is a prank made by some boring person out of granite."

"Boom--"

There was a thunderstorm, but there was no rain or wind.

Xu Ye was unwilling to give up easily.

Move your fingers into a knife, inject strength, and slash suddenly.

"Boom-"

The sound of the bell rang suddenly, broad and grand, deafening.

The fruit was shaken in place three times, but it was still intact.

"No, wouldn't such a big commotion disturb the Qingxiu of Liangdeng Temple?"

He hurriedly looked out.

I saw the pilgrims walking outside the house and the cleaning monks doing their own thing, calm and peaceful, and seemed unaware of the sky-shattering bell.

"It's strange. Could it be that I'm the only one who can hear the bell?"

A blue sparrow suddenly swooped down from the sky, as if attracted by the scent of the fruit, it pecked at the fruit.

But before he got close, he broke his neck bone in an instant, dropped his head to the ground, and stopped moving.

Seeing this, Xu Ye's expression became solemn, and he took several steps back to be on guard.

"A broken neck?"

"Isn't Qingque's death exactly the same as that of the simulated character?"

"The fruit was given by the macaque. Did it die because of it?"

While thinking about it, my scalp went numb, and my blood fluctuated.

He felt a malicious streak descending from the sky, staring at him.

Xu Yeqiang calmed down and quickly thought about the countermeasures.

"All anomalies begin with the sound of a bell, stop it now!"

But I tried various methods, but no matter how I covered it up, the bells still kept ringing.

The malice in the sky is getting stronger and stronger.

It seemed to be setting off layers of turbid waves, hitting Xu Ye's direction.

Suddenly, there was heat in his chest.

Xu Yefu went to his heart, took out the fragments of cassock that he kept close to him, and wrapped the fruit in a circle.

The bell stopped abruptly.

The malice calmed down instantly.

Everything returned to silence.

After a while, the blue bird that should have died came back to life, shook its head, flapped its wings and flew away.

"call--"

Taking a long breath, Xu Ye looked up at the sky.

At that moment just now, he felt a vague "thought" from the fruit.

"It feels like a lack of qualifications, whether it's Qingque or me..."

"But the strange cause of death of the simulated character is finally found!"

Once a creature with insufficient qualifications becomes greedy for that miraculous fruit, it will lead to unforeseen disasters.

"Forget it, since you can't force it, then you can force it another day, and one day you will be able to force it."

Calm down a little, and start to receive the last and most important simulation result: Buddha Rhyme Zen Chanting.

A ray of enlightenment flowed into his mind, which was quickly absorbed and digested by Xu Ye.

"I see."

The essence of Buddhist rhyme singing is a technique of reciting Buddhist scriptures, which is extremely heavy on cadence and syllable changes, and needs to be combined with a special breathing rhythm to be effective.

When a nearby voice recites the same way, it will resonate with Buddha rhyme.

[-] syllables are a small round, and [-] syllables are a big round.

At the end of the Great Wheel, there will be a burst of vast mana, which is also an extremely pure energy.

One syllable is one breath, and it takes more than [-] hours to complete a round, which is time-consuming and laborious.

Coincidentally, this problem is not a problem for Xu Ye.

"Finally solved the issue of charging secondary threads."

"When the time comes, the main thread will recharge the sutra once, and the auxiliary thread will be able to practice at full strength for more than ten days."

"If the main thread releases blood two or three times a day, wouldn't it be worth forty days if I practice one day?"

"Hahaha……"

The plan of dual-core coordinated cultivation was successfully realized, and Xu Ye was refreshed and laughed heartily.

The biggest harvest has been obtained, it's time to start this round of fate drawing leisurely.

"Simulator, extract destiny."

【Drawing...】

【You have won the Destiny "Vajra Leg (Green Product)"】

【You have won the Destiny "Deafness of Music (Grey Grade)"】

【Choose one to combine】

"I just missed 'Family Wealth', and I feel like I lost 3 million, no, it's [-] taels of snowflake silver."

Fortunately, Xu Ye's mentality is stable... There is nothing he can do if he is unstable.

After deliberating for a moment, I still chose "King Kong Legs (Green Product)".

"Tone Deaf" worked so well in this round of simulations that it played a big role.

It's just that after comprehending the technique of Buddha Rhyme Zen singing, it is no longer necessary to express one's anger with a loud voice, so it has completely lost its effect.

Although the "King Kong legs" pull the hips, they are barely helpful after all.

[Drawing ends]

[Begin to integrate destiny...integrate successfully]

The leg muscles began to spasm, and after subsiding, I felt more flexible than before when I ran around at will.

It's just that the improvement is very limited, far less than the "[-]% increase" indicated in the detailed introduction.

"Sure enough, the player who played football didn't make a fool of himself."

[You have integrated six destiny, and the current fate can accommodate up to nine destiny. 】

"Oh? There is one more item than expected, which is a surprise."

After a short rest, Xu Ye fetched the "Galan Heart Sutra", intending to practice the charging effect of the Buddha Rhyme Chan Chan.

Although all the scriptures have been reflected in my mind, I no longer need the guidance of the original text, but for the first time, there must be a sense of ritual.

"Huh? Why do you feel that the scriptures have become lighter?"

Slightly surprised.

Turning to the first page, I was completely dumbfounded.

The scriptures that were densely packed in the book disappeared, leaving nothing in sight.

Xu Yehan came down.

The two masters handed over such precious scriptures to themselves, but failed to keep them properly. Wouldn't the trust they had built so hard be broken on the spot?

While he was struggling, he suddenly heard the smell of food coming from the crack of the door.

Then Famang's hearty voice sounded, "Benefactor Xu, the little monk is here to bring you food."

Xu Ye hurriedly hid the Heart Sutra, then got up and opened the door.

Fa Mang's eyes were narrowed into slits as he smiled, holding a wooden plate like a waiter in a shop, on which there was duck, roast chicken and a jug of wine.

"Xu Mou, what virtue, how can..."

"You can't say that," Fa Mang interrupted, and continued: "Since Master let the little monk get close to you, of course I have to get close to you first."

"Well, you are honest, but it is also the same reason, so thank you very much."

"Benefactor Xu eat slowly, the little monk will clean up for you later."

"It's work."

It happened that he was hungry after a lot of tossing, so Xu Ye put down the wooden tray.

He raised his chopsticks, but heard the sound of "Gulu Gulu" swallowing.

Following the prestige, he saw Fa Mang lying on his back by the window, his eyes fixed on the wine and meat, with a long smirk hanging from the corner of his mouth.

How many days have you been hungry?
"It's boring for me to eat alone, why don't you come and eat with me?"

"No, Master won't let you eat meat..."

"Let's not tell him, besides, don't you want to get close to me?"

"Then it's settled."

As soon as the words fell, Fa Mang rushed in like a gust of wind.

He picked up the plate and stuffed it into his mouth.

Xu Ye was dumbfounded.

"Fa Mang, under normal circumstances, the dishes are not edible."

"It's okay, hang chi, hang chi, the little monk's teeth are good."

After a while, the food, like the flowing water of the Yangtze River and the wind and clouds, kept getting into Fa Mang's stomach.

While eating, he asked, "Is Master Xu's study of the "Jalan Heart Sutra" going well?"

Thinking of the scriptures that had become waste paper, Xu Ye's expression froze.

"At the beginning, the little monk only used it for three months to read the three characters in the Heart Sutra, which was much faster than the brothers, so feel free to ask me if you have any problems."

Xu Ye had no choice but to ask: "If the scripture above is gone, is it a big problem?"

Fa Mang didn't care.

"No more? How many words are missing?"

Xu Ye handed over the scriptures.

"It's all gone."

"Ka-"

Looking at the empty pages of the book, Fa Mang opened his mouth wide in shock.

Then he asked cautiously, "Benefactor Xu, which Buddha's reincarnation are you?"

(End of this chapter)