Chapter 489

After dinner in the evening, Su Ze thought that there was some problems with her Six Demon Golden Body, and Si Tian was also practicing the Six Demon Golden Body. And over the years, she didn't know how she had practiced. √

"Si Tian, ​​come here, brother asks you something." Su Ze waved at Lan Si Tian.

"Okay, brother."

Lan Sitian hurriedly followed Su Ze out the door.

Su Ze brought Lan Sitian to the room where she usually practiced, and waved it casually to block the room.

"Si Tian, ​​please sit down." Su Ze pointed to the futon on the ground. There was nothing else in this room, there were only two futons.

Lan Sitian responded, sat on a cushion, looked at Su Ze with her purple jade-like eyes and said, "Brother, what do you want to know?"

Su Ze sat opposite Lan Sitian and asked, "Didn't your brother teach you a secret witchcraft book, the Six Demon Golden Body, and then my brother left. Are you still continuing to practice the Six Demon Golden Body?"

"Yes, this is what my brother taught me, of course I have to practice." Lan Sitian said.

"Then what level have you reached?" Su Ze asked.

Lan Sitian thought Su Ze was going to take the exam for her, and said, "Brother, I have only reached the fourth level of cultivation, the monster of the tendon."

Lan Sitian showed some shame and said, "I started practicing very quickly, but later I became slower and slower. I almost stopped in the past year. Sorry, brother, I didn't practice well, otherwise I wouldn't have been captured by the Jinwu."

Su Ze shook his head and said, "How could it be? You are already very powerful when you can reach the fourth level."

Lan Sitian is not like him. She is already very powerful to be able to reach the fourth level within a few years. She is worthy of being the bloodline of the Witch King.

However, since the practice in the front is very fast, how could it stop later?

"If you stop, forget it. This technique may be a bit strange, it's better if you don't practice it." Su Ze said after pondering for a moment.

"Ah, why don't you practice anymore? It's so weird." Lan Sitian was a little reluctant. She had been practicing the Six Demon Golden Body for a long time, and it was taught by Su Ze. Moreover, she had already practiced to the fourth level, so it would be a pity to give up now.

"This... may have something to do with blood. You have the blood of the Witch King in your body. These six demon golden bodies seem to be able to stimulate the blood power in your body, and may cause changes in your mind..." Su Ze told Lan Sitian about the situation where he sometimes could not control the murderous intent in his body after practicing the Six Demon Golden.

Because Sitian is also a witch's bloodline, there is no need for Su Ze to hide it from her.

After hearing Su Ze's words, a strange color flashed in Lan Sitian's eyes, and she slowly said, "Brother, since that's the case, then I'll give up practicing the Six Demon Golden Body."

Su Ze breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's good. Actually, I don't know what the bloodline of the Witch King in your body is like, but it's better just in case. Moreover, the inheritance of the Witch Dao is now broken, and I don't know how far it will be if I continue to practice. It's better to follow your brother to practice the truth now. Cultivation can also extend your life, and even reach the extreme, you can ascend to the immortal."

"Okay, brother, then you can teach me." Lan Sitian showed an excited expression.

"Yeah, but before that, brother must test your spiritual root qualifications first." Su Ze took out a crystal fairground and said, "Put your hand on it."

Lan Si dessert lowered her head and put her hands on the crystal ball, but after a moment, the crystal ball still did not react at all.

Su Ze frowned and asked Lan Sitian to try it several times. Even after changing to the crystal ball, Lan Sitian still did not measure any spiritual roots, which means that Lan Sitian actually has no spiritual roots.

"Brother, what's wrong? Do I have a bad qualification?" Lan Sitian was not a fool. She had already guessed when she saw Su Ze's face.

"It's okay, talent is just one aspect. Brother will find a way to improve your qualifications in the future." Su Ze comforted. He didn't expect that Lan Sitian would have no spiritual roots. Sitian's intelligence shouldn't be, but the truth is that it is. Without spiritual roots, it is impossible to practice, unless she finds a way to give birth to spiritual roots.

However, the treasures or pills that want ordinary people to give birth to spiritual roots are extremely rare, even rarer than spiritual treasures.

Su Ze didn't know when he would find it.

Now, it is obvious that Si Tian cannot practice.

After comforting Lan Sitian for a few words, Su Ze walked out the door. Lan Sitian was still in the training room. When Su Ze walked out, a hint of anger suddenly appeared between Lan Sitian's eyebrows and said, "Yaoyao, what are you doing? Don't you want to listen to your brother anymore?"

The voice in Lan Sitian's throat suddenly became more eccentric: "Sister, you didn't tell your brother the truth. You clearly knew that we could appear at the same time in practicing the martial arts, but you didn't tell your brother. Besides, it's not that I don't listen to my brother, but that we don't have the talent for cultivation. Are you comforting us yourself? Anyway, if you don't practice, I will definitely continue to practice, otherwise we will definitely lose to Sister Sun and Sister Fei'er."

"What does it mean to lose to Sister Sun and Sister Fei'er? They are brother's wife and our sister-in-law. What do you compare with them?" The voice changed back to Lan Sitian's voice.

"Hehe..." Lan Yaoyao smiled: "Sister, you are still so dishonest. I don't believe that you don't want to marry your brother. Don't forget that I can sense you when you fell asleep. Do you think I don't know about it when you and your brother were doing that kind of thing in your dream?"

"Yaoyao, you..." Lan Sitian's voice trembled violently, obviously she was so embarrassed.

"Okay, okay, sister...I won't tell my brother..."

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In order to improve his mood, Su Ze decided to search for Buddhist holy places in various places during his time on Earth to see if he could gain insights during his travels.

Although these are passed down from the world, there are indeed many things in Buddhist and Taoist scriptures that can help you understand your state of mind.

Su Ze tried to slow down his cultivation and no longer blindly pursued improvement in his cultivation.

A few months later, Su Ze disguised himself as an ordinary person, walked through many famous mountains and rivers, visited many Buddhist and Taoist holy places, and talked to many masters.

In the past few months, Su Ze has completely made himself a person without cultivation.

He even closed all his cultivation and wanted to understand sentient beings as an ordinary person.

However, Su Ze still couldn't feel that his mood had broken through.

Most of the so-called masters of famous mountains and temples have become some mysterious saints. Su Ze did not really understand anything when he talked to them.

On this day, Su Ze came to a small town, sat in a small restaurant, and ordered some food and drinks.

Originally, he didn't have to eat, but in order to integrate himself into the life of ordinary people, Su Ze also got used to eating something every day. However, for him now, these ordinary foods are really unbearable, and eating them will not benefit the body at all.

So Su Ze just took a few bites, put it down, and drank slowly with the wine.

Looking back on the past few months, his mood still cannot improve, which made Su Ze feel a little inexplicably anxious, especially when he felt that he seemed to be increasingly affected by the blood of the ancestor witch and could not control the mania that surged from time to time in his body.

Could it be that Jinwu is right? He is the so-called ancestor witch?

Su Ze frowned. Although he did not discriminate against witches, he was still used to being human. He didn't want to be a witch.

While Su Ze was drinking with his eyebrows, Su Ze suddenly heard a childish voice: "Amitabha, the donor is polite."

Su Ze looked up and saw that at some point a little monk came in from the small restaurant. He had beautiful eyebrows and smart eyes. Although the gray monk robe he wore was very worn and had many patches, the grey monk was washed very clean.

The little monk held a bowl in his hand and was standing in front of a dining table. He whispered to the men and women on the dining table: "Donor, can I ask for some food?"

Although he was begging for food, the little monk looked very solemn and did not feel embarrassed or inferior.

"Oh, little monk, what do you want to eat?" A woman on the dining table, who was dyed red and looked a little rich, laughed: "Come on, come and have some chicken legs first."

The woman at the dinner table tore off a chicken leg and handed it to the little monk. The little monk hurriedly said, "Female donor, the little monk cannot break the precepts of meat."

"You can eat it. It's the age of time. I still pay attention to that. Not to mention eating chicken legs, even monks who marry their wives are everywhere on the streets. Little monk, I see you are so beautiful. It's a pity to be a monk. Follow your sister and make sure you are delicious and spicy." The woman teased and reached out to touch the little monk's face.

Hahaha, the men and women on the table burst into laughter.

The little monk quickly took a few steps back and said, "Please respect yourself, the little monk said goodbye."

The little monk turned around and wanted to leave.

"Hey, little monk, stop." The red woman snorted, took out a stack of money from the Kun bag and placed it on the table, saying, "Little monk, as long as you eat a chicken leg and pay your sister a drink, the money will be yours."

That stack of money is at least two or three thousand yuan.

Although it is not a big money, for a person who wears a patch, the stack of money must be an astronomical figure.

The red woman looked at the little monk proudly and jokingly. She didn't believe that the money was taken out, and the little monk who couldn't even eat food did not surrender.

The little monk glanced at the stack of red bills on the table, but his eyes did not change at all. He just bowed to the red woman silently, turned his head and walked out.

The red woman's face suddenly became a little ugly. The strong man in a black vest sitting with the red woman's face turned cold and snorted coldly, "You little monk, stop for me. Sister Luo asked you to drink and look down on you. Don't toast and not eat the punishment."

Obviously, Sister Luo is the center of this table and has the highest status. The strong man wanted to please Sister Luo, so he got up and grabbed the little monk and dragged it to Sister Luo.

The little monk was able to match a strong man, and was dragged back to the table. Sister Luo picked up a bottle of newly opened beer on the table and stuffed it into the little monk's mouth. A touch of perverted excitement appeared in his eyes and said, "I want you to drink, you have to drink it. Today I will quit your alcohol."

The people on the table were all watching excitedly.

Just as Sister Luo pried open the little monk's mouth and was about to pour the wine into it, a hand suddenly reached out, and forced her wrist to stuff the wine bottle into her throat. With a hard knock, the entire wine bottle was stuck in her throat, and the wine continued to flow down, Sister Luo's face was purple.

"Sister Luo!" The people who were at the same table with her saw Su Ze grabbing Sister Luo's neck and pouring wine.

He rushed up quickly, and Su Ze kicked them all to the ground and couldn't move. The strong man who grabbed the little monk rushed over and was kicked out of the hotel by Su Ze.

The whole bottle of beer has not been filled with all, and Sister Luo’s nose and mouth are sprayed everywhere.

"Donor, stop, the little monk is fine, don't ruin the life of this female donor." The little monk said hurriedly.

Su Ze saw that Sister Luo was almost suffocating, so he wouldn't have killed her. He pulled out the bottle of wine. Su Ze threw Sister Luo on the ground and stared at her and said, "It's comfortable to drink wine. Will you still drink wine in the future." 37o

Sister Luo shook her head in fear. Did she really think she was almost dead just now, and Su Ze's eyes were too terrible.

Su Ze raised his head, looked at the little monk, and asked, "My name of the little master?"

"Little Monk Huiguang." The little monk hurriedly bowed and said, "Thank you just now for the donor's rescue of the little monk, I don't know the donor's name."

"It's nothing, my surname is Su," Su Ze waved his hand, called the little monk to his table, and said, "Huiguang, there is some food here, I haven't eaten it, you can take it away."

When the little monk saw that Su Ze’s table was full of vegetarian dishes, he was not pretentious. He picked up the wooden bowl and carefully prepared some food, both of them, and it happened to be a portion of two. He thanked him again: “Thank you, donor.”

Su Ze's spiritual sense sensed that there seemed to be a sirens in the distance, and someone probably called the police.

Su Ze pulled Huiguang and said, "My little master, let's go first."

He was not afraid of several policemen, but was afraid of trouble. Huiguang was taken by Su Ze and couldn't help but walk out. He didn't know what was going on, so he came to the outside of the town for no reason. He clearly felt like walking like usual, but why did he feel like he was walking out so quickly?

"Little monk, are you living nearby?" Su Ze asked.

"Well, Brother Su, the little monk lives with his master in Baiyun Temple on Baiyun Mountain 30 miles away." He said, and he no longer gave a donor.

"Let's go, I'll take you back." Su Ze had nothing to do, and he had walked through so many famous mountains and temples, but he could only see the true Buddhist spirit in the little monk Huiguang. He also wanted to see what a great Buddhist place could cultivate the little monk.

Thirty miles are not far for Su Ze.

However, in order to take care of the young monk's fate, Su Ze still walked for several hours.

When he arrived at Baiyun Mountain and saw Baiyun Temple, he was shocked to find that the so-called Baiyun Temple was just an extremely dilapidated small temple. The broken roof was still repaired with thatch, and there was no incense inside.

(To be continued.)8
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