Chapter 63

After getting the wasted time of the wooden fish mallet, I didn't want to stay for a moment. I just wanted to return to the Xishan temple as soon as possible and study this wooden fish mallet.

Ordinary people can't see the value of this wooden fish mallet, but he has perspective eyes, but he is very clear that the strong Buddhist power on it is extremely pure and broad, that is, after so many years, there are still a lot of Buddhist power on it. It can be seen that the original owner of this wooden fish mallet is terrible.

I'm afraid the profound cultivation of master, zhizen and Zhixian martial uncle can't match one ten thousandth of the original owner of this wooden fish mallet.

So this thing is definitely a baby.

He had been sitting in his room for a long time, but his wasted heart still couldn't calm down. He was excited not only because of the value of the wooden fish hammer, but because of the emergence of the wooden fish hammer, which really explained the height that the strong in the world had reached.

It seems that I don't have no chance. As long as I can find the right method, I can achieve the strength of my previous life, or even stronger.

In his heart, he was more and more looking forward to the joy of his cultivation, and he became a little impatient to find the super product medium.

After all, there is no super product medium. Everything is just like clouds and smoke. You can see it but can't touch it. This feeling is very uncomfortable.

But waste also knows that haste makes waste, so he must stabilize.

Slowly, the wasted excitement and fanaticism finally calmed down. He carefully picked up the wooden fish mallet on the table and looked at it carefully.

This wooden fish mallet is half a foot long. The handle is about the thickness of thumb. At the top is a round hammer, which is slightly thicker than the handle. It looks like a copper hammer for tamping medicine.

The whole is dark and matte, like thick ink rendering on it. The years of erosion make the stone surface fall off, exposing the rough stone surface below, which feels astringent like sandpaper.

It may be that the years have eroded for too long, or it may be that it is naturally formed. This wooden fish hammer can't see any traces of artificial carving. It really seems to grow naturally.

The simple lines, with rough beauty and mottled falling off above, give people a sense of vicissitudes of years. At a glance, people suddenly have a broad sense in their hearts.

Holding it in his hand, he felt heavy and heavy. He slightly injected the real Qi into it, but there was not too much block, so he went in very smoothly.

"It seems that the age is too old, and the original master's breath has disappeared, so it is so easy to ferry the true Qi into it."

The true Qi in the wooden fish mallet was like a fish in the water, swimming smoothly and rolling. It seemed that the fish returned to the sea and the eagle hit the sky, so he wasted his time and shook his head: "it's not just that, maybe it's because my cultivation skills are in high agreement with the original owner of the wooden fish mallet, so it's so easy."

Speaking of this, there was a sudden flash of light in the wasted brain, but he was stunned: "is this wooden fish mallet a portable Buddhist instrument of an eminent monk who practiced the happy heart demon Zen Sutra in ancient times?"

As soon as I read this, the shock in my wasted heart is really like a huge wave rolling, and I can't rest for a long time.

He knew that he could not see the truth again. After all, if he talked about his deep knowledge of the origin of Buddha, he was not much better than Zhitong. Therefore, he thought of a fixed place, so he got up directly and walked towards the master's room.

Zhitong slowly rubbed the wooden fish mallet handed over by waste, and there was a fine flash in his eyes.

Although he is cynical, his Buddhist cultivation is one of the most famous monks, and he knows the origin of Buddhism very well.

So as soon as I saw this wooden fish mallet, my eyebrows jumped. Holding it in my hand made a certain idea in his heart more real.

Almost impatient, he injected his exquisite Buddhist power into the wooden fish mallet.

As soon as he injected pure Buddhist power, the wooden fish mallet immediately burst out of the glittering and translucent awn, which looked very dazzling against the dark stone.

Idleness was greatly surprised. He tried to inject the true Qi and Buddhist power before, but he didn't let the wooden fish hammer change. However, he immediately figured out that compared with Zhitong, his breath was very miscellaneous. There were not only Buddhist power, joyful heart demon Zen Sutra, but also the cultivation of truth in previous lives.

If it is explained by the saying of the world, the original method of cultivating truth in his body is the skill of Taoism, which is incompatible with Buddhism.

Moreover, not only that, the breath in his body was based on Taoism, and Buddha power was only added later. Therefore, although this wooden fish mallet was not exclusive to him, it could not be fully integrated.

However, Zhitong is different. His accomplishments are full of Buddhist power, which is incomparably pure. He has also practiced the happy heart demon Zen Sutra with wasted time, but he is based on Buddhist power. Therefore, there is no disharmony with this wooden fish hammer.

At the moment of wasting your understanding, the wooden fish hammer held in Zhitong's hand changed again.

The glittering and translucent light above is more than double that just now, and the mottled etching marks densely covered on the wooden fish mallet also fall off one by one, revealing the Dark Jade like texture inside.

"This..."

Waste is really shocked, this situation is really beyond his imagination.

I thought that the mottled marks on the outside of this wooden fish mallet were the immersion marks left by years, which could not be removed at all. Now it seems that it is just the dirt left by years. In this way, I'm afraid this wooden fish mallet is the quality, and it hasn't fallen too much.

As soon as I read this, my heart became more and more fanatical. I couldn't help staring at the wooden fish mallet and watching its miraculous changes.

Outside the wooden fish mallet, the dirt left by the mottled years is still falling, such as the dust is gently brushed away, exposing the dark essence inside.

It is as bright as jade and graceful as a drop. On the dark face, it is also carved with simple and broad texture, which makes people feel awe when they look at it.

If what I saw before was rough like stone and non stone, what I see now is the combination of simplicity and delicacy.

The texture of jade is delicate and smooth, with a little glittering and translucent light. The dark dark awn diffuses a faint soft light outward, which seems to illuminate the sin in the depths of people's heart.

The simple and vicissitudes of patterns and carvings are all over it, just like jade artifacts inherited from ancient times. The carefully carved patterns are deep and continuous.

But the texture is more primitive and simple. It seems to have some magic. People can't help but want to see the past and penetrate the divine knowledge into it.

It also has an unspeakable obscure power and inexplicable attraction, which makes people calm at the bottom of their heart.

On the head of the wooden fish mallet, a Buddhist character was engraved. On this character, it was painted with dark gold color, but I didn't know what pigment was used, which made people feel glittering and oppressive. At a glance, they couldn't help but want to kneel and worship.

At this time, Zhitong's face was covered with fine sweat and his whole body was trembling slightly. It can be seen that his Buddhist power has been overdrawn.

But his expression was very excited, and there was a touch of surprise.

However, he was trying his best to urge the whole body of Buddha power into this wooden fish mallet, so he couldn't speak at all, so he didn't bother master.

Just quietly looking at the wooden fish mallet with dazzling light, my heart was filled with blood.

But after a moment, he noticed something wrong, because Zhitong's body trembled more and more, his face was extremely pale, and his whole body was sweating like milk, like washing with water.

"No!"

Zhitong's whole body trembled more violently, just like the willow dancing in the wind.

"Master, let go!" After all, idleness is a man of two generations, especially the last one. So I thought of an accident at the first time and shouted at once.

However, Zhitong was hard to say. He wanted to let go, but his hand thought it was stuck to the wooden fish hammer and could not be removed or thrown away.

The whole body's true Qi is even more explosive, like the pouring of sea water, directly pouring into the wooden fish mallet.

The wooden fish mallet is only half a foot long, but it is like a bottomless hole. It is not satisfied at all. It is still absorbing the pure Buddhist power in Zhitong's body.

The situation was critical. Although he knew the danger, he had no time to think about it. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he helped master, but he still kept an eye. When he stretched out his hand to master, what he used was not strength, but his unique Qi.

The joyful heart devil Zen skill Zhenqi, which is mainly based on Taoist skills, can also be said to be a mixture of Zhenqi and Buddhist power.

Because he had tried before, although his four different true Qi could be combined with this wooden fish hammer, there was no such phenomenon of wisdom, so he urgently thought of this method.

Zhitong, who couldn't withdraw his hand, didn't know the waste situation. Seeing him reach out and pull at himself, he tried his best and shouted, "don't touch me!"

However, he called late, and his wasted heart was like iron. It was not too late. This time, he had to do it. After all, Zhitong was his master. This friendship made him unable to watch.

So his hand was pressed on Zhitong's shoulder in an instant.