Chapter 65

At the moment, the wooden fish mallet is absolutely the same as when waste first got it.

Because the wooden fish mallet at the moment is absolutely amazing.

The smooth stone surface shows a texture like jade, the dark texture reflects the bright light, and a faint soft power is diffused outward. If ordinary people can't feel this power, but for Buddhist disciples who waste their time, they feel it most truly.

With a soft look, a sense of peace suddenly came into being in the depths of my heart. The secluded Buddha power is like silk, which moistens my heart and affects people's noisy thoughts.

Just now, I had a little uneasy in my heart. After being illuminated by the soft Buddha light, I became calm. Unexpectedly, the fear was gone and replaced by a strong sense of kindness.

So almost no longer had any hesitation, wasted his hand and held it on the wooden fish mallet.

But at the moment of holding the wooden fish mallet, he reacted. His hand shook and almost threw the wooden fish mallet away, but he soon found that there was no discomfort at all.

If you have to say what you feel, it is an indifferent and gentle texture, which has been transmitted from the palm of your hand to your heart.

"This..."

Idleness was immediately stunned. The wooden fish mallet should be something like jade. The feeling of warmth should have nothing to do with it.

But why is there such a clear warm feeling in the palm of the heart?

He was stunned, but Zhitong on one side was even more nervous than him. A thin layer of sweat had seeped from his forehead. His concerned eyes stared at waste and held it on the hand of wooden fish mallet: "waste, how about it?"

The words are very light. It seems that fear has alarmed something, but the meaning of concern and tension is revealed.

"No, no bad feeling." Idly surprised, he said his feelings. He had carefully held his hand on the wooden fish mallet. At the moment, he gradually increased his strength and said, "master, this wooden fish mallet is actually warm!"

"Ah?" Hearing the words of idleness, Zhitong was stunned. He looked at idleness suspiciously and doubted the authenticity of his words.

After all, Zhitong had a thrilling experience before, so his understanding of this wooden fish hammer is very unforgettable. When he held it, it was cold and deadly, and the super terrible phagocytosis seemed to be able to swallow up even the temperature.

Therefore, Zhitong's feeling is really true, so after listening to the idle words, he really can't believe it.

"It's true!" When he heard that Zhitong didn't believe it, he handed the wooden fish mallet forward and sent it to Zhitong: "master, if you don't believe it, touch it."

Half believing and half doubting, Zhitong wanted to touch it, but he was afraid of the swallowing power of fear. Hesitant, he wasted comfort: "master, we touched it once before. Although it was very dangerous, it also benefited immeasurably. It's the so-called danger of wealth. Master, you can try again. If you really don't succeed, there's me."

Zhitong has some intention in his eyes. He is right to waste his time. Although it was very dangerous before, the benefits he got were huge. Zhitong's cultivation, which has been stagnant for many years, also showed a slight fluctuation, and there are faint signs of breakthrough.

So in the twinkling of his eyes, he suddenly clenched his teeth and repeated his wasted words: "yes, wealth and danger, I'll fight again."

The palm turned over and caught the wooden fish mallet directly, but he had some psychological shadow in his space, so the grasping position was at the end of the wooden fish mallet, and only his thumb and index finger grasped the wooden fish mallet.

"Ha ha..." with Zhitong holding the wooden fish mallet, his heart immediately lifted up, but then, the warm heat flow on the wooden fish mallet flowed into his body, so hot that he couldn't help laughing: "nothing, really nothing!"

After confirming the safety, Zhitong and wasted more courage, especially wasted and active. He used to be an expert in the period of robbery, but now he has fallen to the lowest level. The gap is so big that it is difficult to accept.

Although he spent so much time and got used to this kind of life, his heart of pursuing the way of heaven was stronger and stronger every moment. Then he thought that he had more than doubled his cultivation in just a short moment, and the amount of genuine Qi decreased but increased. He couldn't help but propose: "master, why don't we inject genuine Qi again, See if you can purify the real Qi and accumulate more? "

"This..." Zhitong hesitated. Although he felt safe now, he would die if that terrible situation happened again after injecting real Qi.

However, at the thought of the final benefits and the cultivation that was only a little short of breaking through, Zhitong immediately ruthlessly shouted, "OK!"

The two teachers and disciples are also bold and bold. They will do whatever they say.

However, they are still measured after all, so the true Qi Buddha power injected into the wooden fish mallet is not rapid, but a trace is separated and slowly penetrated into the wooden fish mallet.

"Du..."

A distant wooden fish sound seemed to ring out in their minds, and then they saw the dark light outside the wooden fish mallet, which was originally faint, shining with dark gold.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really thought it was a fantasy, but this strange thing happened in front of them.

"This..." they almost exclaimed in unison.

How can the dark stone shine dark gold? Is that ridiculous?

However, it is understandable that one person's eyes make mistakes, and it is somewhat unlikely that two people's eyes make mistakes together.

In particular, the dark golden brilliance, with a broad Buddhist power, seems to contain everything, and is even more mixed with a faint Sanskrit singing, which makes people feel a kind of peace and indisputable in the bottom of their heart.

While they were intoxicated with this enjoyment, the true Qi Buddha power injected into the wooden fish mallet also changed.

The great and terrible power of phagocytosis did not appear, but only the ability of purification remained, but the ability of back feeding no longer existed.

A moment later, all the joyful Zen silk in the wasted body was purified. Of course, the reason why he was fast was that there were few joyful Zen silk in his body, because he had no super product medium, so the joyful Zen silk stored in his body was accumulated in the third layer of joyful Qi refining.

But after all, he can only advance to the next level with 10000, so counting down like this, there are more than 30000 happy Zen threads in his body.

This purification directly reduced the more than 30000 happy Zen silk wasted in the body by two-thirds.

"Hiss..."

Seeing this situation, I can't help but feel some egg pain. This mud horse is really exaggerated!

Then he looked inside quickly, but was glad to find that his cultivation was not reduced, and his cultivation was stronger and abnormal than before.

If we say that in the past, the power that a punch can explode was ten, then now the power that a punch can explode is forty. This violent force has been fully raised to four times.

"Wipe! This mud horse is very abnormal, isn't it? " I was stunned by this situation.

It's really frightening to death to directly explode the watch with violent force!

How can we not know what this means? This is combat effectiveness!

"Ha ha..." he danced wildly and excitedly.

But before his laughter fell, Zhitong over there screamed, "ah!"

"Master, what's the matter with you?" Idly looked at master in surprise and wondered if he had changed? So he asked with concern.

"Hurry, hurry..." Zhitong shook into a and tried to express his meaning.

However, in an instant, his face had become very bad, and more beads of sweat fell down his forehead.

He didn't know the situation, but he knew it was urgent, so he held his hand on the wooden fish mallet. Then he saw that Zhitong's face improved in an instant, and his hand withdrew from the wooden fish mallet like a ghost.

For a long time, Zhitong took a long sigh of relief, looked at the wooden fish mallet with lingering fear, and turned to waste: "this wooden fish mallet is really evil. It is the safest only when you hold it. As soon as you release it, it will be like a bottomless hole, swallowing all the Buddha power of my whole body!"

"Oh?" Idly looking at master in amazement, I felt a billowing wave in my heart.

"Is this baby really tailor-made for me?"