Chapter 210 Broken!
"Elder Mingxin?"
"Are you okay?"
Both Jian Liuchang and Jian Wuyou were startled, not to mention Jian Lingxiu and other Jian Sect disciples. Tu Fu could only close his eyes and collect his mind, and continued to recite the "Great Sun Tathagata Sutra" silently without noticing.
Ming Xin is fine, he will be fine once he takes over his magical powers.
But instead of flying again, he stood on the whale peng's body, made a gesture of stepping on it, and then made a sound with a normal expression.
"This whale seems to have never practiced cultivation, but his physical condition is quite good."
"..."
Neither Jian Liu Chang nor Jian Wuyou believed that Ming Xin's sudden fall was just to test Jing Peng's body, but they could not tell the truth after seeing through it.
The disciples of the Sword Sect didn't think much about it - no matter how much they thought about it, they never imagined that just a mere massacre in the God Refining Realm could make Mingxin in the Golden Body Realm fall from the sky uncontrollably.
"Cough!"
Mingxin coughed dryly and used some strength to wake up Tu Fu, who had been reciting the scripture silently in his heart.
"Don't worry, I heard it all."
"Have you heard them all?" Tu Fu was shocked. He didn't know what kind of thoughts he had in his heart and how many thoughts he had. This was normal. No one could grasp all his thoughts, and he had no idea.
What Tong can hear is not only the thoughts and voices that occurred at that time, but also the remnants of previous thoughts and voices in the soul's consciousness.
Mingxin was noncommittal, and she didn't comment on Tu Fu's thoughts and feelings. Instead, she asked, "What's going on with you and your... good friend?"
They used the messenger sword talisman before to say that they were going to return, but they didn't say much about the specific situation. Without the sword sect's formation, the messenger sword talisman couldn't record more information when the communication distance was too far.
The more and more complex the information, the more likely it is to be damaged.
Tu Fu frowned again. He always felt that Mingxin's attitude towards him seemed to have changed a lot.
It's still the same as before, I don't really like him as my disciple, but it seems that for some reason, I have to give him good words.
Overall, it's a good thing so far.
What on earth did he hear? Could it be that he heard that although I was holding a butcher knife, I was devoted to the Buddha?
Tu Fu immediately answered, explaining everything in detail, including that Jing Peng was scared away by the pirate's corpse, and that Jing Peng didn't like Jian Zong and why.
This made Jian Liuchang and Jian Wuyou, who were watching, all sigh with regret in their hearts. They were completely different from Jian Lingxiu and the others who were obviously disappointed when they learned about the situation, as if they didn't care at all.
The magical realm has its own arrogance. Although it is difficult to meet a whale, let alone become a friend. But without whales in the world, will Jian Zong give up "Kunpeng Transformation" and "Xiaoyaoyou"?
"Just letting him eat is all right. It is good and virtuous." Mingxin made a comment and then asked: "But how are you going to let him eat? According to the theory, once he is full, he can be taken care of for a month.
Judging from the standard of not being hungry, if he eats once, he will eat the food of all the monks in our temple for a day."
The Great Buddha Temple has always been known to have one hundred thousand monks, and the whole world knows it.
One meal can feed 100,000 people for a day. Even if one meal can last for a month, it is a bit too scary. Raising the whale monster Whale Peng for one year is equivalent to raising 100,000 people for 12 days.
, if you continue to support them, it is equivalent to supporting more than 3,000 people every day.
Even more, because the monks in the Great Buddha Temple, even the non-warrior monks who do not practice martial arts, eat more than ordinary people, so the warrior monks can eat better.
Otherwise, the Great Buddhist Temple would not have the Dharma of ‘bigu’, and all monks who have reached the state of return to truth need to practice it.
If you really only rely on eating and drinking to recharge your energy, and have achieved the four realms of foundation building, body training, enlightenment, and spirit refining, a master of the Return to Truth Realm, eating an ox a day would be too casual.
Tu Fu had already settled the account, and was about to tell him how much money he had now, how much money Jing Peng gave him but didn't ask for it, and how much grain he could probably buy, etc., but he held back.
What Ming Xin said was definitely not a year or two. Considering the lifespan of the demon race and the lifespan that he can have with his current realm and talent, as long as there are no accidents, he would have to raise the Whale Peng for hundreds or even thousands of years.
Time - His talent is outstanding, and he may be able to ascend to immortality after practicing for about a hundred years, but a monster like Jingpeng cannot ascend after practicing for thousands of years.
Since you want to raise it, you must consider everything comprehensively, and you can't just ignore it after you ascend.
In a flash of thought, Tu Fu had the answer.
"I taught him how to practice." Tu Fulang said loudly: "As long as the realm is sufficient and he can practice the secret method of bigu, the Buddhist method, then there will be no problem."
Let Jingpeng practice the method of fasting?
Everyone was stunned. They looked at Jingpeng's figure floating on the sea like an island, and thought about what Elder Mingxin said just now. One meal is equivalent to the food of one hundred thousand monks in the Great Buddha Temple for a day.<
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It is really unimaginable how such a huge creature can survive.
Ming Xin said calmly: "The demon clan is different from our human clan. Even if he has practiced the demon elixir, which is equivalent to our human clan's return to the true state, and has the ability to communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, he will not be able to practice Bigu Buddhism. At least,
You need to reach a level equivalent to our human race’s magical power realm.”
Among all the people present, only a handful noticed a ‘negotiation’ between Tu Fu and Ming Xin.
When Tu Fu talked about the method of bigu, he first talked about the secret method and then the Buddhist method, but Mingxin directly ignored the theory of the secret method and only mentioned the Buddhist method.
This is a good thing for Tu Fu, but it can be described as a bad thing for Jian Zong - they have the secret method of bigu, and the Great Buddha Temple only has Buddhist method.
"Then cultivate to the realm of supernatural powers." Tu Fu said confidently: "I think it is not difficult."
Not to mention the inner disciples of the Jian Sect, not to mention Li Weicai, Diao Ruiming, and even Jian Lingxiu, Wei Shansheng, the three true disciples of the Jian Sect who, if nothing unexpected happens, will definitely be able to cultivate to the state of return to truth.
They all felt that Tu Fu’s words were a bit too big.
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"If there are no accidents, it will not be difficult for you to cultivate to the realm of magical powers." Mingxin expressed a friendly attitude again, and then changed the subject: "But if he wants to cultivate to the realm of magical powers, even if you can help him get the demon clan's
The method of cultivation is suitable for him, and it will take at least a thousand years from now on. This requires him to practice diligently and not be greedy and sleepy."
Combining the two sentences, everyone understands the key to the problem.
How could a person like Tu Fu wait in the human world for thousands of years? Either he is a murderer who will always be killed, or he can ascend to the spiritual mountain or the fairy world after practicing for a hundred years, or he can't restrain his murderous intention in the end and falls into...
"I'm not a glutton for food, and I'm not a glutton for sleep either." Jing Peng suddenly said: "I eat more because I'm hungry, and I sleep more because I don't have enough to eat."
Both his tone and words were very honest, and he asked in a puzzled tone: "Tu Fu, are you a genius among the human race?"
Upon hearing this name, Ming Xin's eyebrows beat uncontrollably, but no one noticed.
Tu Fu said something extremely arrogant in a somewhat depressed tone. "Yes, I am a genius, a genius like no other, a peerless genius."
Before the Jianzong disciples had time to adapt to this sense of dissonance, they heard Jingpeng's honest and honest voice that seemed to understand everything.
"I understand, you are a peerless genius, so you will be able to ascend to immortality soon. Sorry, you are a monk, and you are a Buddhist. You will ascend to the Lingshan Mountain to become an Arhat, a Bodhisattva, or even a Buddha. So, you can't always
Support me and wait for me.
You are different from the humans who once gave me food. They are fishermen. You are from the Great Buddha Temple, just like they are from the Sword Sect. You represent the Great Buddha Temple. If you want to support me, it is equivalent to being raised by the Great Buddha Temple.
Me.
You have gone to the West, but I still have to live in this world for a thousand years. If one day I am too hungry and do something that you humans don’t like, someone will cause trouble for your Great Buddha Temple.
So, you can’t support me.”
What do you mean I went to the West?
Tu Fu laughed helplessly when he heard these words. Even Jing Peng could understand the truth. How could he and the disciples of the Sword Sect present not understand it?
A large number of disciples have the benefits of a large number of disciples, but everything has pros and cons. How can one just accept the benefits without taking any responsibilities and obligations?
Jian Lingxiu said before that in order to ensure the peace of the coast of Zhongzhou, the Jianzong swept across the East China Sea with swords. It was just eight words, but how many people died in the Jianzong?
Are all those members of the Sword Sect really willing to die?
The same is true for him now. Although his achievements come from the female ghost, from the Sword Sect, and from the abyss. But if it were not for the Great Buddha Temple, where would he have so many opportunities?
He was already dead without Ma San taking action, and the grass on his grave had grown so tall.
No, he doesn’t even have a grave.
"Tu Fu, don't be sad." Jing Peng actually comforted him directly, his voice was softer than ever before, "Although we have only been good friends for more than ten days, I am very happy. If you have the opportunity in the future, you can come to the sea to find me.
I play."
When everyone was stunned for a moment, Jing Peng's body had already begun to dive underwater, completely ignoring Ming Xin who was still standing on top of him.
"Wait!" Tu Fu stopped him, then looked at Ming Xin who was hesitating whether to fly, and asked: "Master, if you have cultivated to the realm of heaven and human beings, or the realm of Dharma, if you don't break through the heaven gate, can you achieve anything?
How many years of life."
Mingxin didn't answer, just stared at Tu Fu.
Jian Wuyou watched the excitement and spoke out without being too serious: "At least a thousand years ago, the Zhenwu Sect had a 1,139-year-old human immortal. I only saw it twenty-three years ago, and I have never heard of it.
I’ve ascended, and I haven’t heard anything about it.”
Above the realm of heaven and humans, Buddhism has the Dharma Realm, and Taoism has the Immortal Realm, which is said to be the same as the immortal Buddha descending to earth.
Ming Xin was angry and stared at Jian Wuyou with eyes like copper bells. Jian Wuyou greeted him with a smile. Just as Jian Liu Chang was about to open his mouth to smooth things over, he heard Tu Fu's voice.
He said loudly.
"If Jing Peng cannot achieve the state of Bigu-free, I will not go to the Western Heaven."
Chapter completed!