A grotto in the wilderness in the northwest corner of Duzhu.
There were two people wearing long purple skirts with their elbows exposed.
One is a young woman with a slim figure and rough and dark skin, sitting cross-legged in the center of the grotto with unkempt hair.
The other was a middle-aged monk with a monk's ordination on his head, his hands clasped together and looking at the young woman with a bitter look on his face.
It seems that he is recalling in his mind the first time he met each other about a year ago.
At that time, even though the young woman came from all the travel and dust, her skin had not yet been scorched by the sun, wind and sand, and she was still quite beautiful and lovely after washing herself. She was definitely not as embarrassed as she is now compared to the beggars who can be seen everywhere on the roadside in Duzhu.
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In particular, the woman's hands, feet, and body have newly carved Sanskrit marks.
Each Sanskrit character is less than half the size of a palm, and is carved slowly on the skin stroke by stroke with a carving knife.
Most of the Sanskrit characters on the woman's body were carved by herself.
If it weren't for hatred, she would no longer find the meaning of her life.
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"Uncle, don't worry. Even if this Maha Infinite Body Refining Technique fails, it won't kill me. If it succeeds, when I return to Zhongzhou, I will be better able to fight and more durable. Isn't this a double guarantee?
"And thirty years is not a short period of time. After thirty years, I will have reached the age of old age, and I don't know how many wrinkles I have on my face.
The enchanting woman immediately asked: "Is there any problem with the "Bath of Fire and Burning Heaven Technique"?"
"Ahem." The long-haired woman finally showed a slightly embarrassed look on her face, but she said firmly, "Isn't this confirmation that you haven't gone out?"
The middle-aged monk's eyes were full of intolerance, and the words he had been holding in his mouth for a long time were poured out.
Xiao Nan smiled faintly at the middle-aged monk.
The woman in the grotto did not eat any food or salt for three days and three nights.
Without hatred, she would not have been able to cross thousands of rivers and mountains to a foreign country on two legs.
Thinking of this, the middle-aged monk's vision became extremely hazy for a moment, and his lips moved, but there was no sound for a long time.
"If you are in a hurry to make a breakthrough in the future, you should be able to find advanced wood-type techniques. It doesn't take too much time to make the wood and fire techniques go hand in hand, and quickly break through to the upper level at the same time."
There is no daylight inside the grotto.
He said: "You can find out what advanced and superior wood-type techniques there are in the Zhongzhou martial arts world, and then explore how easy it is to master."
He had no choice but to exit the quiet room in silence between the two of them, letting the woman rest peacefully.
Whispering Hall in Purple Bodhi Mountain, Xijiang County.
Huo Nan said: "I'm just curious. You don't seem to be much surprised when you see my true appearance."
Xie Fei also smiled and said: "I went to see you more than once when you were listening to Lan Xiaozhu's stories. Besides, although I'm not as smart as you, I can always spot your fox tail from clues."
As soon as he went out, he saw a woman with bronze complexion and enchanting figure approaching him.
Five days later, she completed a total of eighty Sanskrit words that she could carve.
In order to survive, who in this world does not have pain and suffering?
It's just a different form.
Naturally, she had asked herself these questions again and again, day by day, and night by night, but in the end the answer she got was only two words.
The uncle in Xiaonan's mouth turned around and looked outside the grotto after hearing this.
The black-robed monk was silent.
The long-haired woman nodded, took the smiling Maitreya mask from the bed and put it on again.
The middle-aged monk's clasped hands suddenly clenched into fists.
Because this is really something he couldn't have imagined.
"Women always love beauty. If I live longer, I'm afraid I won't dare to look in the mirror when I'm old. And if my revenge is avenged earlier... I can at least enjoy the rest of my life before I'm too old."
That medicine is just a hemostatic medicine.
Hatred is her support to survive today and welcome tomorrow.
Look into the grotto again.
In the end, his eyes rested on the golden cage crown that Yu Tian left in the world.
In a magnificent quiet room.
Hearing the voice of the person behind him, he calmly replied: "I've thought about it."
The last twenty-eight Sanskrit inscriptions on the backs were carved by middle-aged monks in one day.
The long-haired woman also sighed softly under the mask and said: "Everything in the world is unpredictable, and I never thought that after so many years, an illiterate chef would develop so many ambitions and be able to climb so high.
How difficult it is to walk in front of him."
it is finally over……
After three days, she could write twenty Sanskrit characters every day.
As for whether there is suffering and pain?
The black-robed monk said solemnly: "So, this is the result of your enlightenment? You almost went crazy, and because the "Jade Lotus Technique" was dissipated, the inner palace of the Dantian was empty, and you fell into a coma?"
The black-robed monk sighed: "You are still too impatient."
Three days and three nights later, the middle-aged monk looked into the cave again.
——Hate!
If it weren't for hatred, she might be at home right now, working hard on acting and singing in front of her parents, relatives and friends.
"Although "Jade Lotus Kung Fu" is a good wood-type Kung Fu, its upper limit is there. I only practiced it because I had the water attribute "Basi Sutra" as a foundation. It can be practiced with twice the result with half the effort, and it can replenish internal energy in the shortest time.
Sooner or later, you will have to find advanced techniques to replace it.
It is hard to imagine that such a thin body is engraved with a hundred and eight Sanskrit characters in blood.
The enchanting woman said with concern: "Is the gang leader okay?"
The black-robed monk was so angry that he lost all his temper. He could only say earnestly: "You also know that it is easy to hurt yourself in the "Burning Heaven Technique". If I had come a few hours later, you would have lost at least three or two years of your life. Next
You are not allowed to practice this technique without me by your side."
The woman on the bed with long hair covering her face did not admit her mistake at all, but was explaining seriously.
Xiaonan said: "Oh, uncle, don't worry, this little flesh injury won't cause any problems. I'll stick to applying plaster afterwards. It will take a few years. I don't believe I won't be able to recover as before. If it doesn't work, there is always a way to return to Zhongzhou."
Before he opened his mouth, he heard Xie Fei say: "He can be considered my enemy. Speaking of which, I should thank you."
Huo Nan just smiled.
five years ago.
The fists that had been lowered fifteen years ago were clasped together in front of him again.
"Couldn't be more true."
The middle-aged monk burst into tears, his hands no longer clasped together, hanging down by his legs and clenched into fists!
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He saluted Xie Fei, Jiang Yichen and Leng Mei as they approached, expressing his gratitude.
"Now is a good time to cause chaos in the world of Kyushu. I don't have much thought and time to practice the fourth internal skill. If something goes wrong, I might die on the spot. So I thought about dispersing the wood attribute skills first.
Try to overcome the difficulties of water and fire, and then look at the next step.
After a long while, the middle-aged monk squeezed out a few words through his teeth and said: "Xiao Nan, have you really thought about it?"
A black-robed monk carried a ventilator to the haggard-looking woman on the bed, and after healing her injuries, he stood up energetically.
The young woman called Xiaonan worked hard to adjust her condition and waited for the sun to reach its peak.
Seeing the black-robed monk walking away, he hurriedly chased after him and asked, "Does the gang leader need anything else?"
The day is beginning.
I saw that every Sanskrit character on the rock wall of the grotto was shining with dazzling golden light!
We stayed until the red sun set in the west and the sky became dark.
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At first she could only carve seven or eight characters a day.
"You are extremely talented. In less than a year since you came here, you have already memorized Sanskrit scriptures and Dharma that you have never been exposed to. You have learned the seventh level of "Bosaha" in one fell swoop. You will definitely become a top master in less than ten years.
Naturally, it is difficult to encounter an opponent when we return to Zhongzhou. If we want to take someone's life, it will not be easy, nor is it too difficult. Why bother to embarrass yourself so much, why be so aggressive?"
There are no shadows outside the grotto.
I feel regretful about what evil I have run into and what evil I have done these days to make such a good girl become so disfigured and on the road of no return.
The black-robed monk then remembered that the "Burning Heaven Technique" was found by the woman in front of him. No wonder he was so uneasy.
The middle-aged monk wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Xiao Nan: "Uncle, the time has come."
Scenes from the past fifteen years flashed through Yingfo's mind.
Listening to the middle-aged monk's urgent words, Xiaonan felt the warmth brought by her relatives, but her mood hardly fluctuated.
Although the black-robed monk was impatient, he still said patiently: "It's not serious, I need to rest."
"I have been studying this "Fire Burning Technique" for three days, and it couldn't be more true!
"Furthermore, I have a clear understanding that if I maintain the Burning Heaven Technique within the third level, I won't easily go crazy.
The middle-aged monk smiled bitterly and said: "You also know that women love beauty, but you..."
"The "Burning Heaven Technique" has been lost for a long time. I just got it now. I can't even confirm whether it is authentic or not. Are you in a hurry to practice it? You even gave up the "Jade Lotus Technique" to practice it?!"
The enchanting women responded repeatedly.
He sighed and walked out of the grotto, guarding the outside.
Less than half of the 10,000-character Sanskrit text he had written on the cave wall with a gold lacquer pen reflected the faint light of Buddha ten days ago.
Speaking of this, the middle-aged monk's clasped hands were trembling, and he wished he could smash his own head with a palm.
When carving Sanskrit every day, the woman persisted from the beginning to the end before letting the middle-aged monk apply medicine to her.
The enchanting woman lightly covered her chest and felt relieved: "That's good."
The fingers of both hands dug into the flesh of the other hand.
The black-robed monk didn't want to talk to the other party. He just wanted to throw out the word "no", but when the words came to his mouth, he paused.
Wait until you see the woman walking out of the grotto.
He stayed outside the grotto for three days and three nights.
Huo Nan moved his gaze towards Jiang Yichen and Leng Mei, with a look of envy in his eyes, and said, "If there was no such hatred and hatred, maybe I would also want to taste the taste of love."
Obviously this was meant for Xie Fei, and Xie Fei did not shy away from it. He laughed and said: "If I had met you thirty years ago and you were not a little girl, I would consider it."
Huo Nan looked at Jiang Yichen and Leng Mei with a smile for a long time, until both of them looked a little embarrassed, then she smiled and said to Jiang Yichen: "I know you won't be obedient, but I won't let you come because you are afraid.
You are in danger, but I am worried that you can't bear the separation..."
At this point, Huo Nan, who was still smiling on his face, seemed to be suddenly possessed. His face turned pale, his eyes closed, and he fell down in the astonished gazes of Jiang Yichen and Leng Mei!