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Episode 1: Disciple 1.8 There is no Bodhi tree, but spring comes to the dead tree Part 2

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    "However, because the root veins are hidden deep underground, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth contained within them has not been scattered by lightning." Nan Feng Ning smiled happily, "It's easy for you, you little swindler." "Hehe! This is called deep blessings.  "Wu Ming is someone who dares to climb up if he is given a pole. As soon as Nan Feng Ning's eyebrows showed a smile, this guy climbed up.  Fortunately, the female catcher saw the opportunity quickly, dodged, then reached out to grab, and hit the thief in the ear.  "You naughty guy, when will you stop thinking about taking advantage of my sister?" "Ouch! I don't dare to do this anymore, little monk!" After all, he was an earth-level master, and his attack was unusually heavy, and the pain made him shed tears.  Seeing that he was really in pain, Nan Feng Ning subconsciously softened her hands and scolded: "Do you still want a future?" "There is no future, no future" Wu Ming tilted his head and waved his hands repeatedly.  But judging from the winking look on his face, it¡¯s okay if you don¡¯t believe this promise.  Chaos returns to chaos, but business still needs to be done.  There were sporadic rumors about Fantianmen¡¯s cultivation method in the world. Combining the interactions with Wu Ming over the past few days, Nan Fengning had a rough outline in his mind.  As the old fire monster said, there is no trace of true energy in Wu Ming's body, and it is full of rich spiritual energy from heaven and earth.  It seems that Fantianmen has its own set of unique mental methods that can refine the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so that Fantian disciples can use the spiritual energy for their own use without having to come to Heaven.  And you can also get a glimpse of it from the psychic objects Wu Ming chose.  The first time it was a bronze lion, the next time it was a clay sculpture, and now it is the Bodhi root, which coincides with the three attributes of the five elements: gold, earth, and wood.  Moreover, these three things seem to be in quite bad condition.  The bronze lion guarded the door for the rich man, the clay sculpture was in a ruined temple, and most of the Bodhi tree was chopped off by thunder and fire Looking at the dark charred wood, the woman's heart moved: 'Could it be said that the psychic objects selected by Fantian Seal are all the same as Fantian?  Just like the others, can you continue to strive for self-improvement despite facing adversity?  !  ¡¯ Wu Ming, who was looking around the charred broken wood, didn¡¯t know that in a short period of time, Nan Fengning would think of so many secrets of his sect. ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Can?become?the?famous?brand?in?Brahma?world,?the?Southern?Feng?is?famous?from?the?four directions!  ¡° If nothing else, just this ability to prove the relationship is enough for Wu Ming to drink a pot of wine.  At this time, his mind was filled with thoughts of how to collect spiritual energy, so how could he find the little ripples in the pair of water-cut eyes staring at him not far away?  "Sister Nanfeng!" The young man's shout was like a wake-up call, suddenly waking up the woman who was wandering in the world.  He stretched out his hand to sweep away the green hair hanging from his ears, and lowered his head subconsciously. When he raised his head again, his eyes were clear again.  "Huh?" "I think digging out the tree roots will destroy the spiritual energy. Hmm How about I try to brand it on this half of a dead branch?" Wu Ming seemed a little impatient to wait.  Nan Feng Ning understood what Wu Ming was thinking, but when he thought of the Zen secret fight two days later, his words changed. "Why don't you wait first? I left passwords along the way. I think the pavilion master already knows who we are."  It won't be too late for her to arrive here." Seeing Wu Ming's hesitation, Nan Feng Ning simply made it clear, "The person coming two days later is a Tantric monk, and he is the only heavenly master in Xiniu Hezhou.  , when I see that you are full of spiritual energy, what if you are greedy" Wu Ming thought to himself for a moment, and quickly raised his head, "It doesn't matter what sect he is, if he doesn't even have this determination, what will happen to this situation?  If you practice Zen and secret fighting, Jiming Temple will win without fighting!" As the saying goes, caring leads to chaos.  It's not that Nan Fengning didn't expect this, but she really didn't want to use Wu Ming's ginseng fruit to test the quality of the Tantric monk.  ¡°Perhaps she doesn¡¯t know it herself, but her concern for Wu Ming has already gone beyond the scope of the task.  Seeing that Nan Feng Ning still wanted to persuade him, Wu Ming rushed to say: "Sister Nan Feng, I have actually figured it out since I woke up. The master should have a deep meaning for treating me like this. And I don't know this until now."  What kind of training method is "Jiuxiao Yuanqi Jue"? I just thought, do you have to wait until the five elements of spiritual energy in the body are complete before you can achieve a breakthrough?  He actually told me about his secrets?  Nan Feng Ning felt sweet in her heart for no reason, "You are right to consider it, but it's okay to wait a few more days." Wu Ming finally showed a touch of heroism on his face, "Not long after I woke up, Fan Tianyin told  My old fire monster broke through the inscription, and the anger it sent back was a bit bigger than before. Well I thought he was beating me like a pig, and I guess he wouldn't let me go now.  After recovering his skills, your pavilion master has not arrived yet, and there is no rival for him in the entire Jiming Temple" "So, these days are his God-given opportunity!" Nan Fengning suddenly realized.  In the blink of an eye, he transformed back into the resolute and resolute goddess catcher he was before.  "What do you want me to do?" Seeing the woman like this, Wu Ming smiled lazily and said, "Excuse me, Nan Feng."?Protect me.  " Before he finished speaking, a ray of golden light shone directly on the dead wood. The golden inscription flickered on the dark dead wood. The careful arrester also discovered that the luster of the inscription was different every time! "The five elements are in conflict with each other! Use metal inscriptions to restrain the wood.  She should have thought of it a long time ago! The inscription burned into the dead wood, and the grass in the garden grew wildly. The situation was shocking, and just when Wu Ming thought that he would be buried alive by the weeds, he suddenly heard.  With the sound of a bagpipe, the grass in the garden was cut off from bottom to top, turning into ashes in mid-air, revealing the bare ground. Wu Ming was staring at the scene in front of him.  The roots of the grass were shortening and disappearing. Unexpectedly, his ankles tightened, and he fell to the ground with a strong force. A tree root as thick as a python was dragging him to the ground!  "Nan Feng Ning was shocked, and when she was about to fly up, she was entangled by another tree root that came out halfway. By the time she broke free, Wu Ming had been dragged underground by several roots! In the midst of the six gods, a voice suddenly came from below.  "hehe!  The little master is safe and sound, don't worry about the little girl.  The old man has been rooted here for more than a thousand years. He has experienced the cold and bitterness. He thought he was old and useless, but he didn't expect God to send his little master here.  Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a stand. The wish of old age is gone, and the fate of the world is over, ha ha ha" Wu Ming didn't know even half of what was going on on the ground. He just knew that he was buried deep underground, entangled by countless tree roots.  Balls, many white fibrous roots are attached to the spine covered with inscriptions, pouring the spiritual energy accumulated by the Bodhi tree for thousands of years into his body, and it is stronger and purer than the five-hundred-year-old bronze lion and the eight-hundred-year-old clay statue!  ! The mountains were filled with heavy fog, and the mountain wind became more and more severe. Nan Fengning did not dare to be careless, but after thinking about it, he suddenly became energetic.  He became more and more suspicious, 'Huh? Why are these psychic beings not showing any reluctance when I spit out the spiritual energy all over my body?'
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