The monk slowly figured out his situation: he was brought here by this wild wolf. Judging from its behavior, it was not like a beast dragging himself into a hole to store food for winter, but more like a good thing done to accumulate merit and practice. In addition to the few spiritual fruits in the corner, the monk believed that this was a wolf who practiced, and his heart was very kind.

The wild wolf, who was obsessed with the eyes of the spirit fruit, was just out of reach.

The monk was in a fierce struggle. If he reached out to help, the wild wolf's life would be saved, but the monk was very unwilling to accept it. If so many spiritual fruits belonged to him, he might not only end the transformation and tempering in advance, but may even go to a higher level. At this time, the monk's heart was filled with selfish desires. He pretended to be sleepy and turned a blind eye to the struggle of the wild wolf. If the wild wolf survived, it means that its blessing was great enough. If the wild wolf could not survive this level and died, these spiritual fruits would be cheaper for him.

The wild wolf's strength became smaller and smaller, and the immortal power of running around burst out his body. He vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, and the wild wolf fell to the ground and never moved again.

After a while, the fake sleeping monk opened his eyes a crack and observed the wild wolf.

The wild wolf's chest collapsed violently. The wide-open eyes lost their luster. The monk got up and breathed a sigh of relief.

He tried the wild wolf's breath and put his hands together.

"Amitabha, don't blame the little monk for being cruel. It's really the little monk who needs these spiritual fruits very much. Your life has been exchanged for my life, and I will always remember your kindness. Amitabha, wolf donor, please close your eyes and go with peace of mind."

The monk reached out and closed his eyes with his eyes closed. The wild wolf's eyes opened and stared straight at the monk, as if silently asking him why he was not saved by death. The monk shivered. He turned his head and did not dare to look at the wild wolf's eyes. He took off his shirt and covered the wild wolf's head.

"I know you are wronged in death, and I am also grateful for saving my life. As the saying goes, good people will do it to the end and send the Buddha to the West. If you know that you are saving the Buddha who is transforming and practicing today, you will not have such a great hatred for me. Maybe you are very honored?"

The monk muttered and swept away the spiritual fruit in the corner.

After the spirit fruit was drunk, the monk's spirit was much better than before. He fell into a state of meditation and merged with the medicinal power of digesting the spirit fruit.

The monk opened his eyes: "Although the spiritual fruit has temporarily saved my life, if I don't go out in this cave, there is no problem living until spring is warm, the medicinal power of the spiritual fruit is not enough to allow me to end the transformation and practice period. I am stuck in the state of being in the gate, but I am just a little bit away. What should I do?"

The monk digested and fused the medicinal effects of the spiritual fruits and found that the effectiveness of these spiritual fruits was not enough to end his tempering period. Although it could not end, it was only a little bit far away. Even if the monk had overcome the disaster of the metamorphosis period, he had officially entered a new state.

No matter how hard the monk tried, the last little external force was still not settled.

This embarrassment of being able to see the paths of the great way but not being able to enter the way makes the monk itchy.

The monk's eyes swept over the wild wolf's corpse. His eyes lit up.

This is not an ordinary wild wolf. Before saving the monk, he didn't know how many treasures it swallowed. His flesh and blood must contain more spiritual power than those spiritual fruits. If he wanted to eat the flesh of the wild wolf, wouldn't he replenish the lack of spiritual power, break through the sky barrier in one fell swoop and enter a new realm?

The monk respectfully saluted the wild wolf.

"Amitabha, in order to save the life of the little monk, the donor gave his own spiritual fruit. The little monk had no choice but to repay him. The little monk should have buried his benefactor with great burial. Unfortunately, the snow was flying outside, the sky was cold and the ground was frozen, and I was alone and weak. I could not satisfy my benefactor. However, the little monk thought of a better place to bury the benefactor, which was the little monk's Five Insect Temple. The benefactor was buried in my five Insect Temple, which not only avoided the body being exposed in the wild, but also solved the difficulties in practice for the little monk. Isn't it a good idea to kill two birds with one stone? If you don't speak, you will agree. The little monk thanks the benefactor."

The monk talked a lot.

Zheng Gan and Dali, who watched the restored image of the restoration technique, were very angry.

This monk is so bad. The wild wolf rescued him from the ice and snow to a warm cave, and used the spirit fruit to stabilize his life. The wild wolf went astray. The monk not only did not lend a helping hand, but instead sat on the verge of the wolf and died. The monk took the opportunity to occupy the spirit fruit collected by the wild wolf. This is not the end, he even had to eat the flesh of the wild wolf.

What makes Zheng Gan and the others angry the most is that they have to make excuses to be evil people and find a seemingly grand reason for their evil deeds. What does it mean to be a wild wolf buried in their own five internal organs? This is really a bitch and a chastity archway. The monks take all the good things inside and outside.

Zheng Gan and the others became more and more angry the more they looked at it. Dali rolled up his sleeves and wanted to give the monk who was sleeping soundly.

"I can just pat him to death."

Zheng Gan stopped Dali. Don’t just pat people without any discrimination and continue reading. If you want to deal with this evil monk, there is still time.

The restored art screen continues to restore the scene at that time.

The next thing was much simpler. The monk set up a pile of fire in the cave and roasted wolf meat.

The monk ate the joy, a wild wolf the size of a calf, almost ate it clean.

Dali was shocked: "This monk hasn't eaten in his lifetime. He looks as thin as a bamboo pole, and he is simply a very large bucket of rice. How can he be so edible?"

The monk had almost eaten. He burped and fell asleep. He knew whether he could end the transformation and tempering, and whether he could break the barriers to the realm level.

By restoring the incident, Zheng Gan and the others figured out the whole story. They thought that the wild wolf took away the monk because they lacked food in winter and dragged the monk into the cave for food. In fact, it was the wild wolf who saved the monk. However, the monk repaid the monk with kindness and stood by and watched the evil wild wolf. He occupied the wild wolf's cave and ate all its spiritual fruits. Even the wild wolf's body entered the monk's belly.

The monk on Caopu was unaware of the arrival of Zheng Gan and the others, and he drank and fell asleep very sweetly.

"Brother Zheng, I wake him up. What qualifications does he have to sleep as an evil monk?"

Dali was filled with righteous indignation. The monk's behavior ruined Dali's anger. The more he looked at the monk's face, the more angry he became.

Zheng Gan did not object. Since the restoration of the picture, he has been guessing which era this was.

This monk was very handsome, and Zheng Gan had never seen him before. He vaguely felt that it might be Mr. Fo. He was not sure.

During the Wuwei Lake incident, Mr. Buddha had been dragged into the evolution map of the Heavenly Dao by the retrospective divine stone. After the Wuwei Lake incident was resolved, Mr. Buddha said that he would see the next era and turned into a statue. If it were Mr. Buddha, why didn’t he appear yet?

Seeing that Zheng Gan was thinking, Dali grabbed his hand and a half of the brick appeared in his hand.

Dali raised his right hand high, and slapped the bricks on the monk's head.

"I'll let you sleep." Before the bricks fell, Dali suddenly stopped them.

"Brother Zheng, look."

Dali awakened Zheng Gan from his meditation.

"The wild wolf's soul is still in the cave. It seems to be looking for revenge for the monk."

Zheng Gan looked at the sleeping monk and saw a huge wild wolf flashing in the air above the monk.

The wild wolf's red tongue stretched out outside, dripping saliva constantly, and the wild wolf's soul was full of hatred at this time.

It is not that it is angry at the monk's death and is angry that the monk eats his body, which completely cuts off the hope of rebirth of the wild wolf's body.

Since the monk had eaten its body, he had to take over the monk's body.

The wild wolf's soul roared in a low voice, and a white light emitted all over his body. The light enveloped the monk.

"It seems that it can't see us?" Dali whispered.

"Of course, you forgot that we not only invisible, but also took the invisibility pill. It will definitely not see us. Let's not speak out and see what it wants to do?"

The white light washed the monk's whole body like water.

Dali: "It is taking a bath with the monk. Did the monk eat its body? It has to fight against teeth, and it has to eat the monk."

Zheng Gan: "Don't talk nonsense. The wild wolf wants to eat the monk and just talks. Are you still afraid that the monk's body will be dirty?"

"That might be possible. A wild wolf who knows how to practice is also a wild wolf who loves to be clean. Look at this hole, there is no strange smell, it is very clean."

Zheng Gan and Dali were chatting, not relaxing at all about the wild wolf's actions. Zheng Gan and the others were planning to do so.

If the wild wolf really wants to take revenge and eat the monk, the two will never interfere.

One reward is for one reward. Although one is a human, the performance of a human is not as good as a beast. The other is a beast, and the performance of a beast is far better than what most people do.

Zheng Gan couldn't find a reason to save the monk.
Chapter completed!