Chapter 1672

In fact, this is good.

In general, the success rate of robbery is more than one tenth.

Of the ten top martial artists who reached heaven, only one can survive the robbery successfully.

The high success rate of ascetics is precisely the result of the improvement of mood cultivation.

WOW!

After the bitter cultivation and robbery, the dark clouds in the sky completely dispersed.

The sandstorm has long dissipated, revealing a clear sky.

The eight ascetics who had survived the disaster fell from the sky and their faces were full of joy.

When they landed on the sand, they bowed to the charitable monk and thanked him for his advice.

However, the charitable bitter monk returned the gift with his hands folded, and did not take credit for it.

"Everyone, hard practice is a practice of life."

Then, the eyes of the charitable bitter monk swept over Cheng Feng and others: "this practice has no starting point, let alone the end."

"Next, let's continue on the road. If someone wants to leave, he can do it at any time. I won't stop him."

After speaking, the charitable monk stepped up and walked forward in the vast sand sea.

In the sand, many ascetics who were blown away by the sandstorm saw this and immediately calmed their emotions.

Of course, a small number of people pondered and finally stopped.

The eight of them survived the ordeal of the disaster, and seven of them rose to the sky on the spot and flew to the West desert Buddha.

Only the joy in one's eyes faded slowly, turned into a touch of firmness, re sealed the cultivation, and embarked on the journey of hard cultivation again.

As for Cheng Feng's five newcomers, there is no hesitation.

Take off the gauze that covers your mouth and nose, shake off the sand on your body, and chase after the charitable bitter monk.

"There are a lot less people in the hard work team."

After returning to the road, Cheng Feng glanced at the ascetic team at random and found that the number of the whole team had decreased.

There were hundreds of people before, but now there are less than 400.

"Hard cultivation is really not simple. It will not only torture the body, but also have an impact on the soul."

Cheng Feng whispered: "especially the longer the time, the more difficult it is. It's normal for someone to give up halfway."

In fact, the downsizing of the hard work team is not only because some people give up halfway.

Others died in the robbery.

Some people were torn to pieces by the sandstorm before they could break through their hearts, and they couldn't even leave their last words.

"Brother Chen Yue, that's what penance is like."

Hearing Cheng Feng's exclamation, Wang Lei said, "many people can't wait for the end of the penance, so they die on the way."

Wang Lei's words deeply express the cruelty of hard practice.

Let Cheng Feng and others be silent and hurry one by one.

The journey lasted seven or eight hours.

When the stars hung in the sky, the steps of the charitable bitter monk slowed down.

When they met a dilapidated temple, they officially stopped to have a rest.

After all, after the cultivation was completely sealed, Cheng Feng and others were almost the same as ordinary people. Hunger, fatigue, pain... And so on were very easy to appear.

I can't be the same as a martial artist. I don't eat or drink for ten days and a half months.

The dilapidated temple is not big. Cheng Feng has nearly 400 people and can't hold them at all.

So when they stopped, they took action immediately, took local materials, lifted pieces of gravel, and simply expanded and repaired the dilapidated temple.

Because there are many wild animals foraging in the wilderness.

Cheng Feng and they are all "ordinary people" now. If they meet a beast looking for food, they may become each other's delicious meal.

It didn't take long for many people to work quickly, and the breach of the dilapidated temple was blocked.

And also based on the wall, a circle of stone walls are piled up, which can stop one or two in case of beast attack.

After having a temporary residence, Cheng Feng and his family began to work hard to fill their stomachs.

More than 400 soldiers were divided into two groups, one to pick up firewood and the other to look for water.

When you get firewood and water, you can cook in a pot.

This deeply touched several newcomers of Cheng Feng and deeply felt the hardships of ordinary people.

"We are now within the twenty rings of the Buddha kingdom?"

Not far from the broken temple, Cheng Feng formed a team to pick up firewood.

Several blood holes were pierced in the palm by sharp thorns, and blood flowed everywhere.

"Well, this should be the 17th ring of Buddhism."

The seven swordsmen are tall and powerful. They are responsible for guarding while collecting firewood.

In case of wild animals, they should return to the temple immediately.

"The 17th ring road? It's almost half the way."

Cheng Feng pondered, "if the charitable old monk continues to maintain this speed tomorrow, it is estimated that he will be able to go deep into the ten rings of Buddhism tomorrow night."

"Brother Cheng, it's not that simple."

Jian Qi shook his head: "the Buddhist Forum in the West desert Buddhist country will be held soon. At this time, if you enter within the ten rings of the Buddhist country, you will undergo strict inspection."

"I'm afraid it's difficult to completely isolate the detection of Buddha light within the ten rings."

"So before and after entering the 10th Ring Road, we estimate that we will leave the ascetic team and sneak in from other places."

"Oh? Well!"

Cheng Feng's eyebrows picked: "in that case, let's stop at the eleventh ring road."

"It's just on the eleventh ring road. I have something to do."

After talking, Cheng Feng picked up a bundle of firewood and returned to the broken temple with seven swords.

In the broken temple, after a simple meal, people began to sleep in batches.

Some people rest, while others keep a vigil to avoid being attacked by wild animals.

Cheng Feng was assigned to watch in the middle of the night. Jianqi originally wanted to watch for Cheng Feng.

But Cheng Feng refused. He still has something to do later.

When Haishi passed and Zishi was handed in, Cheng Feng was refreshed.

Because the third quarter of Zishi will be the time for him to raise the blood beast for the second time.

Once missed, the blood beast will completely get out of trouble and can't be tamed by him!

Time passed, and soon it was quarter past midnight.

Cheng Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, then made a hurry to urinate, got up and walked outside the broken temple.

The ascetic who watched the night together thought that Cheng Feng was going to pee. He glanced lightly and stopped paying attention.

In fact, after walking out of the broken temple, Cheng Feng found that no one was paying attention. He directly untied his cultivation and showed the art of seven killing, shadow killing.

Shua! The whole person disappeared.

No one else was aware of this.

Only the charitable bitter monk who closed his eyes and meditated in the middle of the broken Temple suddenly opened his eyes when Cheng Feng disappeared.

But he just glanced at it at will, took back his eyes and closed his eyes again.

Because he said a long time ago that ascetics can choose to leave at any time, and he will never stop them.

For the disappearance of Cheng Feng, he thought it was Cheng Feng who chose to give up and naturally stopped paying attention.

However, after about a incense stick, Cheng Feng's breath suddenly appeared again.

This made the charitable monk frown slightly, thinking that Cheng Feng had gone and returned.

However, the charitable bitter monk doesn't care about it.

This time he didn't even open his eyes and continued to meditate.

As for Cheng Feng, he walked slowly to the place where he had squatted before, sat down and continued to watch the night.

Others did not know that he had raised the blood beast again with the method of residual blood.

Next, you only need to feed it forty-seven times to completely tame the blood beast for your own use!