Chapter 14: Self-improvement through time travel

When the giant palm fell, there was no loud noise, only a ghostly cry coming from the depths of Lanruo Temple.

Under the giant palm of flames, everything, whether it was rocks or vegetation, was reduced to ashes.

But Daoran was standing a few feet away, but he could only see the light of the fire and couldn't feel the slightest heat.

Not only that, when the flame giant palm completely burned Lanruo Temple, it quickly dissipated, not even a spark remained, only ashes all over the ground.

The originally arrogant dryad now didn't even have a branch left.

That the bloody figure was able to control the flames to such an extent was truly horrifying.

It's a pity that the bloody figure did not appear again, as it seemed that the mana was exhausted after one blow.

"What a powerful spell." Daoran couldn't help but say.

Mou Zhixuan was a little proud. Although this bastard didn't give him face, his fighting power did help him gain face. After all, he had summoned this by himself. In Mou Zhixuan's opinion, he could take half of the credit.

Daoran was really frightened by Mou Zhixuan.

After all, in Dao Ran's view, Mou Zhixuan is his summoned beast, and this bloody figure is Mou Zhixuan's summoned beast.

As for the summoned beast being stronger than the summoner, isn't this normal?

Daoran can't beat Mou Zhixuan now.

Although this black python's ability is mediocre, his summoning skills are really powerful. He can give priority to his next summons.

Daoran looked at Lanruo Temple that was reduced to ashes in the flames, and he couldn't help but have other thoughts in his heart. The clone projection of the Eight Divisions of Tianlong has this kind of strength, how strong is Fahai?

This Tianlongbabu protective spell was passed down to him by Fahai. If Fahai cast it himself, would it summon the true forms of these evil gods?

How long will it take for me to reach the state of pressing Fahai to the ground and rubbing it by just relying on the broken monk to improve my attributes?

"Am I too dependent on plug-ins? Should I also work hard to practice?" Daoran thought to himself.

Since leaving Jinshan Temple, Daoran has spent much less time meditating and practicing martial arts.

Most of the reason was that I didn't have much free time when I was on the road, and the remaining half was because I was preoccupied with cheating and was a little lazy in my practice.

Seeing this palm that destroyed heaven and earth today, Daoran's thoughts came to life.

Anyway, there is no contradiction between breaking the precepts and practicing spiritual practice. We should approach it both ways, with both hands being firm.

Daoran didn't take another look at the ruins of Lanruo Temple. He turned to Mou Zhixuan and said, "Senior, today we know that there is a world outside the sky. It's just that the young monk has been practicing in Jinshan Temple. These self-protection spells have only learned the eight parts of Tianlong. No.

Do you know that a senior might be able to give you some advice?"

Hearing Daoran's words, Mou Zhixuan didn't dare, and then explained to him: "Master Daoran, this Tianlong Babu body protection spell is all-encompassing. If the master tries to learn other spells, it will be a bit neglected."

"Oh, isn't this spell just about summoning the Eight Heavenly Dragons?" Daoran asked strangely.

"That's Master. You are extremely talented. Ordinary monks practice this spell. How can they summon us in a few years? Even if they are just clones, they can't do it. This spell should be used like this..."

Mou Zhixuan carefully explained to Dao Ran how to use the eight parts of Tianlong's protective spell, which made Dao Ran feel enlightened and cheerful.

Beginners never have the ability to directly summon the clones of the Eight Heavenly Dragons. Instead, they can learn one or two magical powers by chanting mantras and comprehending the power of the Eight Heavenly Dragons day and night.

Depending on personal talents and personality characteristics, different people can sense the eight heavenly dragons differently when they recite the mantra, and the magical powers they comprehend will be different.

Only when you have a deep understanding of magical powers can you summon the corresponding clones of the Eight Heavenly Dragons to assist in the battle.

If someone could understand the magical power of controlling fire and recite the spell religiously day and night, maybe he could summon that terrifying blood shadow in a few decades.

When you become a Buddha, this eight-part heavenly dragon protection mantra can also transform other living beings into real eight-part heavenly dragons and become true Buddhist protectors.

However, this realm is a bit far away from Daoran, and the time required is generally measured in thousands of years.

Dao Ran didn't know whether it was because of his outstanding talent or because Fahai was too powerful. Three days of teaching was enough for him to skip this beginner stage and directly summon the clones of the Eight Heavenly Dragons.

As a result, Daoran became a simple summoner without even learning a single magical power.

It’s not too late to learn now.

Moreover, Daoran's talent is so high that he skips the basics and can directly summon the Eight Heavenly Dragons, which will make it easier to learn magical powers.

In order to build a good relationship with Dao Ran, Mou Zhixuan told almost everything. Dao Ran wanted to practice magical powers, and Mou Zhixuan forced himself to use his stealth skills.

"If I use my true body, even the Bodhisattva will not be able to sense my existence. In addition, with the poison I have practiced hard, I can kill any powerful enemy with just one bite." Mou Zhixuan said proudly.

Daoran praised him, but what he was thinking in his heart was: "God, if you bite me, I'm not a dog."

I made up my mind, I could consider sneaking, and forget about having a mouth full of poisonous fangs. I might as well hit someone with a brick.

After sending Mou Zhixuan away, Daoran recited the "Rebirth Mantra" in front of the ruins of Lanruo Temple.

Whether it is the resentful soul who was killed by Lanruo Temple, the monk from Lanruo Temple, or the tree demon in the back mountain, you should be reincarnated, you should be in bliss, and you should be in the frying pan. I hope you die.

Everyone will get the outcome they deserve in the end.

Of course, I still kept saying nonsense as usual: "Amitabha, may you all reach the ultimate bliss as soon as possible and escape from the misery of the world of mortals."

[A cat cries and a mouse pretends to be compassionate and violates the precept of lying.]

[Your Ring-breaking Monk talent is activated, and you get BBQ +1.]

"What the hell is BBQ +1? If you don't want me to be an oiran, why not change my career to a cook?" Dao Ran felt unhappy. He had broken this lie a lot, and the attributes he gained were all rubbish.

Just after he finished complaining in his heart, Daoran's expression suddenly changed.

The lie-telling warning is not triggered by just talking nonsense. There is another key point. You have to lie to others.

But Mou Zhixuan has been sent away, and Lanruo Temple is in ruins. Who in this wilderness will listen to his nonsense?

Daoran clasped his hands together and spoke again: "Amitabha, this is over. If the donor has no intention of meeting me, I will leave."

Although I don't know where the man is hiding, I just pretend to be cool and scare him.

After Daoran finished speaking, he took steps unswervingly.

As a result, I had just taken three steps when I heard an old voice coming from behind me.

"Master, please stay."

Daoran turned his head and saw a gray shadow floating out of the ruins.

Turns out to be a ghost?

However, it is not a female ghost, but an old man with wrinkles on his face.

Daoran was a little surprised, how did this old ghost survive that giant flaming palm?

Is he a hidden ghost king?

Dao Ran was calm on the surface but extremely vigilant in his heart, and said to the old ghost: "Amitabha, old man, this young monk is polite."

The old ghost floated in front of Dao Ran and knelt down with a plop.

Daoran:......

If you are so coward, you must not be a pervert pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, right?

Daoran stepped aside, not daring to accept the kneeling, and said to the old ghost: "Old man, please get up quickly. If you have anything to say, it doesn't matter."

"Master, please save me to the Western Paradise." The old ghost begged and raised his head.

Daoran was shocked to discover that this old ghost actually had three eyes.
Chapter completed!