Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 607 After the Old Man

The Red Hairy Ghost taught Su Zimo the sutra of this pupil technique, and then urged: "Although you have candlelight, 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, your eyes can't bear it at all, it must be progressive."

Su Zimo remembered them one by one.

This kind of thing can't be careless. Don't blind your eyes at that time, you really can't regret it.

After half a ring, Su Zimo was sure there were no omissions, so he got up and left, heading for the front yard.

The little fox stood not far away, his eyes blurred and dozing.

"Go ahead."

Su Zimo rubbed the little fox's forehead and smiled.

The little fox is a demon tribe. On this day of each month, she will also come to the backyard and go to the red hairy ghost to ask for a bowl of water.

However, the little fox was very resistant at first, trembling with fear, unable to resist death.

It was still Su Zimo holding her and sending her in person, and the little fox gradually adapted.

Five years later, Su Zimo was a little weird. Although the little fox has stepped into Dan Dao, he has never been able to transform into an adult form and cannot speak.

Su Zimo should only be a unique heritage of the fox family, without thinking too much.

Seeing Su Zimo return to the front yard, the little fox ran to the red hair ghost, arched a pair of little claws, seriously worshiped the red hair ghost, and actually vomited, saying: " Met seniors. "

The voice of the little fox turned tenderly and tenderly. It was charming and soft. Any male creature could hear it, and it was full of thoughts.

The red hair ghost was very calm, but nodded.

"Why don't you keep turning into a human form?"

Red Hair asked with a smile.

The little fox bowed his head, and there was a hint of red on his cheek.

Seeing it, the red hair ghost couldn't help laughing, and said shyly, "You little thing, I'm afraid you've moved your heart!"

The little fox was even more embarrassed, and quickly shook his head, his head shaking like a rattle.

The red hair ghost smiled for a while before putting away a smile, and said, "You are thinking, only by keeping it like this, will he not drive you away?"

The little fox said nothing, it was the default.

This is of course only one aspect.

On the other hand, the little fox knows that if she really transforms into an adult form, she and Su Zimo may not be as intimate as before.

Human races pay attention to whether men and women accept or accept each other. After all, they need an extra layer of separation.

Now, she can casually drill into Su Zimo's arms, doze in it, wanton to coquettishly, do whatever she wants.

The red-haired ghost shrugged his lips and said with a stubborn expression: "This boy worshipped the Buddha, shaved himself as a monk, and he still had such beautiful blessings. I didn't treat him that way."

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Su Zimo returned to the front yard and sat on the floor, watching the scorching sun rising slowly in the distance.

At this point, Chaoyang was rising, and the light was not too strong. He had to hurry to cultivate.

Su Zimo took a deep breath, the scriptures of the eyes of the candle shining in his head, his right eye stared at the scorching sun on the horizon.

Over time, it seemed like a ray of glow was pouring into the right eye.

The right eye gradually covered with white.

This white pupil looks strange and inexplicable, emitting a faint light, and is constantly absorbing the glow of light, constantly refining.

The temperature in the right eye is gradually rising!

Although a little painful, it can still be tolerated.

Su Zimo can clearly feel that his right eye seems to be integrated with the candlelight, and the strong light is softened into the candlelight.

The damage to the right eye was also minimized!

Starting today, in addition to practicing the Great Demon King's Secret at night, Su Zimo will practice this pupil technique every morning and evening.

Although Dan Tanaka, there was no movement.

However, 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 Classic Pavilion.

Many ancient books in the Tibetan Classics Pavilion are too precious!

How terrible can the heritage of the two super gates be?

Not only are there many mysterious magic skills, but also the technique of refining, the technique of refining the alchemy, the way of the rule, the ancient method of formation, and many other things that have long been lost.

For example, in one of the recipes of Zhenfa, there is something called "Forbidden Ancient Array".

It is said that the layout of this formation method, Yuan Ying Zhenjun's Yuan God, will be imprisoned, can not mobilize mana!

There are many similar ancient methods.

However, Su Zimo Xiu is not in the realm, and many are still unable to comprehend.

Day by day.

In an instant, it was another five years.

Su Zimo has been staying at the bottom of the Dragon Valley for ten years.

In the evening.

Su Zimo was sitting on the ground, holding the Ming Wang rosary, looking at the sunset in the west, his body covered with the sunset, and the state of the state was solemn, like a buddha with a bright Xiaxia.

In his right eye, there is a surging brilliance, and it cannot be seen!

Ten years later, Su Zimo's Dantian is still empty, like a black hole, without any aura.

But in his face, there was no loss in his eyes.

Ten years of recitation of the ritual Buddha, Su Zimo's body has a quiet and serene temperament, not sorrowful and unhappy, spoiled and not surprised, almost Zen.

This is a profound manifestation of Dharma!

Having a worry-free flower is equivalent to having Huigen.

Su Zimo's accomplishments in Buddhism have grown deeper.

Backyard of ancient temple.

The old monk stood on the stone steps, and the red hairy ghost sat in the cemetery with the two facing each other.

"Old bald donkey, I don't think the boy's Dantian is still moving. I think he has no hope of trying to repair the fairy again," said Hong Mao Gui.

"Dan Tian is broken, the foundation is destroyed, how difficult it is to recast the foundation. From ancient times to today, I don't know how many Tianjiao evils have emerged, and no one has ever succeeded."

The old monk sighed softly and said, "But this son has become deeper and deeper in understanding the Dharma. If he can really practice again, he can be regarded as the true inheritance of the Buddhist monk."

"Shit heritage!"

The Red Haired Ghost dismissed his face and said, "Without spiritual power, even if he knew the means of Buddhism, he wouldn't be able to release it. There is a bird!"

"Let Lao Tzu say that in the future, he will remember to repair Jindan, so he can rest assured that he is a monster! Don't look at him now that he doesn't have Jindan. Its real strength is only stronger than ten years ago!"

The old monk shook his head and said, "If he gives up repairing Jin Dan and continues to repair the demon, the moment he enters the Yuanying Realm, it is also the moment when he becomes a demon!"

"That's not very good." The red hair muttered.

Just then, an aura fell outside the ancient temple.

The old monk looked sideways, beckoned, and a Linghe floated in his palm.

The old monk frowned slightly, opened the crane and glanced at it with a complex look, and sighed slightly, saying, "Here comes the old man."

"I'm sick of the breath on this crane!"

The red-haired ghost stared at Linghe, narrowed his eyes, and asked in a cold voice, "Is he! Is he a descendant?"

The old monk nodded.

The red hair ghost stood up suddenly, his chain was shaking violently, and the whole person suddenly became aggressive!

The old monk glanced at the red hairy ghost and said, "Be quiet, no matter what, he has kindness to Fahua Temple and Daming Temple."

"What's more, you are just a junior. What excitement do you have?"

Hearing this sentence, the Red Haired Ghost was suddenly discouraged and sat back again, looking ugly.

(End of this chapter)