"When I saw this, I was so scared that I didn't dare to let out, for fear of disturbing the fierce object. It used its steel teeth to chew the old bones all over its body."

"It has already opened its wisdom, so it shouldn't be so fierce anymore." Chen Hao couldn't help but interrupt.

"It's a mess! How can there be no monster who doesn't eat people? Are you still listening?" The old man scolded with an unhappy look on his face.

"Listen, listen, old man, you continue to say that I won't make trouble." Chen Hao said hurriedly.

The old man glared at him, then pinched the few beards on his chin, and then continued to tell.

"Fortunately, the wolf demon did not look at the place where he was hiding, but he roared at the rising moon several times, which made my head feel dizzy. When I woke up, I was startled. I saw a light green moon in the air that could be seen by the naked eye, forming halos. Every time I turned, the power of the wolf demon was exalted, which made me breathless."

"I felt really uncomfortable. I couldn't help but snorted for a moment. The wolf demon's fierce head turned around immediately. I suddenly felt a cold air spread throughout my bone marrow. I thought, now I'm done, I'm not afraid to see my tragic appearance with my eyes closed. Unexpectedly, I waited for a long time but didn't see the severe pain."

"Yes, the wolf demon has indeed opened his spiritual orifice and no longer eats raw meat and drinks blood." Chen Hao smiled with his palm.

"It's you, shut up!" The old man jumped up in anger.

"Okay, okay, I'll shut up, the old man calm down, you continue."

The old man snorted, looking dissatisfied. Seeing that Chen Hao finally became tactful, he continued to talk.

"At that time, I opened my eyes with some confusion, but saw that the wolf demon had a green bamboo spear in his hand. The tip of the spear trembled and made a crisp sound like a striking jade piece. The light yellow light was ventilated on it. I saw it as if it was facing a great enemy, so I looked in the direction it was right, but I saw a Taoist priest holding a magic sword standing there dozens of meters away."

"The Taoist priest wore a brown sandalwood crown, a black straight Taoist robe, a pair of indigo thick-soled cloth boots under his feet, and a thousand-year-old peach wood rune sword in his hand, and he also had a solemn face."

The old man couldn't remember what happened next, only knowing that one person and one demon were fighting in the darkness, and the light shook the sky so that he couldn't open his eyes. The power that spread almost shook his internal organs and soon fell into a coma.

It was not until the morning dew wet his clothes that he shivered and woke up slowly. Seeing that the eyes were already full of devastated bamboo, burnt wood and gravel were scattered all over the ground, the Taoist priest fell in the mud and did not move. The old man plucked up his courage and walked forward to touch his chest. Seeing that there was still a little warmth, he felt relieved.

He staggered and dragged him home, and had been filled with rice porridge for two days, but he was still unconscious and his face became paler day by day. The old man was anxious and was about to walk dozens of miles of mountain road to invite a doctor back, but unexpectedly, the sun had just risen on the third day, but the Taoist priest suddenly sat up from the bed, which scared him very much.

The Taoist priest said, "Don't panic, I have to thank you for your help. Cough cough, I didn't expect that the wolf demon actually cultivated into a demon pill and became a climate."

"Master, do you mean that the wolf demon is still alive?"

"I'm still alive, but I'm still suffering from heavy injuries. I'm afraid I can recover after half a year."

"What should I do?" The old man heard this, his heart tightly gripped and hurriedly begged: "Master, you have great magical powers and powerful magic powers. I'd better give it a one-time and for all. Old man, I'm in love with the old man, and I don't want to give up my ancestral property and leave this mountain valley."

The Taoist priest smiled bitterly when he heard this: "What kind of magical powers are I? I was injured by the wolf demon so that I only had a few cups of tea to make my life easier."

"What?" the old man was shocked.

"My internal organs were shattered, and now I'm just looking back."

"I'll go to see Doctor Xu from Qingjiaji now. He has excellent medical skills and may be saved!" The old man's unwilling advice.

The Taoist priest waved his hand and looked miserable, "No need, I am a monk and have the ability to see inwardly. Now that my meridians are broken, I rely on a breath of true energy in my chest to hold my life. I have no cure. Now I wake up, I just want to entrust you with some unfinished things."

"What's the matter? Old man, I will do my best."

"Have you ever taken back my clothes?" the Taoist priest asked again.

"Take it, take it," the old man hurriedly took out a green package from the closet and handed it over. He opened it, revealing a pile of things inside, and even the broken peach wood sword was placed in it.

But the Taoist priest picked out a jade pendant and a talisman paper from it, and said solemnly: "Old man, I am actually a Taoist priest from Jiuxuan Mountain in the north. After being ordered by the master, I went to hundreds of miles to come here. However, I unexpectedly encountered this monster and suffered a disaster. It is difficult to repay the teacher's kindness. This jade pendant is a token of my Jiuxuan Mountain. You can keep it properly. If my fellow brothers follow me, please pass it over to him and tell everything."

The Taoist priest paused and said, "This is a demon-driven spirit talisman, which was given by a senior from a master's sect. It can emit a special aura and stick to the door. The demons often don't want to get close. However, if the wolf demon recovers completely and becomes erect, it will not be able to stop it.

"When a fellow traveler comes within half a year, the crisis can be solved. If he doesn't come, there is another way, which is to ask the heroes from all over the world to take action. These heroes cultivate martial arts and strengthen their bodies, which are different from our cultivators. However, there are also wise men. If you seek it, the wolf demon will only be given the head in an instant. But if you can't invite it twice, you must move out of here and remember it."

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"Is that over?" Chen Hao asked. This incident was extremely exciting, and it was comparable to the strange stories in his previous life. At this time, he felt a little unfulfilled.

"What else can I stay?" said the old man fiercely. "I've heard about the monsters. I'll help me cut the green bamboo into strips at night. I'll weave a few more bamboo baskets tomorrow and I'll be able to carry them to sell when I go to the market!"

"But, what happened to the Taoist priest afterwards?"

"I'm dead!" the old man responded angrily, "The body is buried under the hill half inside and outside. Do you want to see it?"

"Uh... that's still not." Chen Hao was bored and looked embarrassed.

Cutting the bamboo strip is a meticulous job. Not only do you need to concentrate and hold your breath, but you need to hold your knife's hands smoothly and evenly exert force, and you need to be patient. Otherwise, just like Chen Hao's current situation, his fingers have been stabbed by bamboo thorns, which makes him grin.

"Young people do things in a rough manner, and they can't do any small things well!" The old man was very dissatisfied.

Chen Hao did not refute. He knew his temperament. The old man's complaints were so sharp, but at this moment his thoughts were attracted by something else.

The wound on his hand that was stabbed by bamboo thorns actually flowed out with a faint blue blood. The blood had just flowed for a while and then stopped the wound and began to scab.

It was definitely not poisoning, because he did not feel any vomiting or discomfort. Instead, he felt a sense of coolness from the wound, accompanied by the numbness that arises during healing.

When he glanced at the Buddhist beads on his left hand, his heart suddenly moved, and there was a vague guess. Although his physical condition was excellent before, he definitely did not have such strong recovery power. Coupled with the mysteriously increased physical strength, these things proved that his body was being transformed by some magical power.

He couldn't help but think of the golden ancient characters entering his mind, and then recalling the mysterious Buddhist technique. After thinking about it, he suddenly felt the strength in his body wandering around his body according to a certain rule, and then gathered into his left hand, turning his whole hand into a faint and invisible color.

A powerful feeling of power surged from his left hand, and he felt that if he punched him out at this time, even the granite could be broken.

Taking a deep breath, he shook his head and found that all this was not an illusion. Then he was inexplicably happy. What kind of magical power is this? Looking back at the tide-like memory in his mind, it took a while to confirm that this technique is called "Eight Treasures Golden Body Technique". It seems that he can use it initially now. Let's see how long this state can last, Chen Hao murmured to himself.

After more than a dozen breaths, the blue and iron color faded away like a tide, which made his left hand return to normal. He was suddenly disappointed. The time was too short and he couldn't do anything, so he had to comfort himself, which was a bit of power to protect himself.

At this moment, waves of emptiness and fatigue came from his body, as if all the strength in his body had disappeared from the "Xuan Iron Transformation" of his left hand just now. He had to face an embarrassing situation. He was hungry again shortly after he finished supper.

He swallowed his saliva hard, so that he would not think about the delicious food he would eat at night, but he found that this feeling of anxiety could drive him crazy and eventually he had to speak up with shame.

"Old man, are there any leftovers of the supper you made? I... I seem a little hungry again."

When the old man heard this, his old face twitched, extremely exciting, his chest fluttered, and finally turned into an angry scolding: "Your food bucket! Why don't you go?"

Chen Hao suddenly ran into the kitchen in shame as if he was given a general amnesty.

After eating the bottom of the pot, he finally felt a little full. He sadly discovered that his appetite had increased again, and his stomach was like a bottomless pit. He poured a bowl of rice in it and disappeared in a moment.

What should I do? I thought the Buddhist beads gave him a good way to defend himself, but it was a heavy burden. Can Buddhists eat it so much? No wonder there is a saying that "a big belly can accommodate things that are difficult to tolerate in the world." Feelings are all caused by eating.

Putting aside these crooked arguments, Chen Hao felt that if he continued like this, he would really have to master a skill so that he would not be starved to death before exploring the entire world. That was really a big absurdity in the world.

When I returned to the yard, I continued to work with the old man in the moonlight. As soon as I bought the bamboo knife, I suddenly felt something was wrong. How could it become much lighter? Could it be that after so much, my strength actually increased?

This is a good thing! Finally, there is still some hope, Chen Hao said in his heart.

He grabbed the green bamboo with his left hand, and the knife in his right hand swayed gently. A slender bamboo strip was slowly cut off like a spring silkworm spinning silk, and his hands became much more agile!
Chapter completed!