The Monk

Chapter 585 Death of Hu Ping

Zhang Ain cried and said yes, and Hu Ping smiled again: "What's there to cry about? Have you never killed anyone? Or have you never seen anyone die? Get the wine and have one last drink."

Zhang Ai hurriedly found the softest sweet wine, filled three glasses, gave one to Hu Ping, and he and Fu Ling each raised a glass and said, "Brother, have a good trip." Fu Ling also cried and said: " Goodbye, Grandpa Tiger.”

"Silly boy, can we see you again? Drink." Hu Ping drank the spirit wine in one gulp, threw the glass away, dropped his head and died cross-legged. The number one master of Wei Zhen Lian Shen Valley died just like that.

After Zhang Wen and Fu Ling finished drinking, they discovered that Hu Ping's heartbeat had stopped, tears welled up again, and he burst into tears.

Outside the stone house, a bald man sat on a stone bench and looked at the stone house silently, his eyes a little lonely. Another familiar old friend was gone. Where was he? When will it pass?

After Hu Ping's death, his body's flesh and blood shrank rapidly. An hour later, only a layer of tiger skin remained on the bones, and his fluttering white robe became loose and hung around his body. Zhang Ai gave the order, and the two of them knelt down and kowtowed to Hu Ping. After three kneels and nine kowtows respectfully, Zhang Ai stood up and hugged Hu Ping's corpse. He planned to sink into the ground to practice. Before he fully possessed the power, he could not mess around. Walk.

At this time, someone spoke outside the house: "I will protect you, so you can practice."

Zhang Ai was startled at first, then stood up and saluted outside the door: "Thank you, Master." He immediately meditated on the spot, as if he had completely forgotten that the bald man had chased him.

The bald man knew that Zhang Ping had not escaped, and there was approval in his eyes. He nodded slightly, grabbed a bottle of wine on the ground, looked for some food, and passed the time by eating and drinking.

Zhang was afraid that he would sit here for a year and the bald man would protect him outside the house for a year.

During this year, he never stopped reciting the twelve verses of the mantra, and the shackles tightly trapped the tiger soul. Finally one day, the shackles released a golden light and melted into a golden ball, like the inner elixir of a monster. Generally speaking, in my mind, this golden elixir is the soul of the big tiger. At the moment when the golden elixir condenses, the blood vessels all over the body expand rapidly, and the spiritual power of the Dantian flows surgingly, washing over the whole body. As the spiritual power of the Divine Tears surges in, all the meridians in the body become channels, and the five-color spiritual power entangles and intersects. Countless washes and consolidation.

In just a moment, all the meridians became extremely tough and filled with spiritual power. When the spiritual power stopped surging, the meridians gradually stabilized. At this moment, the golden elixir in his mind exploded, and a piece of gold floated from top to bottom, covering the bones and meridians of the whole body layer by layer, as if they were plated with gold powder. At the same time, it was protected by the spiritual power of the Divine Tears. After the surface of all the bones turned golden, the spiritual power of the Divine Tears surged again, covering the golden bones and blending with the gold on the surface of the bones to form a golden flow.

Then this golden stream began to flow, entangled and flowing towards the Nascent Soul in the brain. Slowly at first, then faster and faster, the surging spiritual power engulfed the Yuanying and filled it up. The Yuanying began to grow in size when it was filled with spiritual power. Similarly, the larger the Yuanying, the faster the gold flow surged. , there were two booming sounds after a moment, Zhang was afraid of breaking through, jumped two steps in a row, and broke through from the middle level of Yuanying to the top level of Yuanying. From this moment on, he became one of the top and top masters in the world. .

When the Nascent Soul grows to the point where it can no longer grow, the spiritual energy stops flowing to the Nascent Soul, and slowly recedes like an ebbing tide to reveal the Nascent Soul body, allowing it to regain control of the body. And those golden flows condensed again, with the supplement of the spiritual power of Shenlii, and the guidance of Huping Yuan Shen, it only took a while to condense into a golden ball. This is Hu Ping's Yuan Shen, after some hard work, it was refined and melted. , and was finally used by Zhang Wei.

When the golden elixir grew to a certain level, Zhang Afraid of Yuanying rushed over with open hands, hugged the golden elixir without letting go, and protected it firmly. From then on, Zhang Afraid of Yuanying was stable, the tiger soul was stable, and the two gods merged into one. Give him great power.

Bing Jing kept watching during the whole process, unable to do anything. It was not until Dan Ying hugged each other that Bing Jing happily ran to say hello to Tiger Yuanshen. This guy wanted to make friends.

During this practice, not only did Zhang Weijian's body change internally, but also its surface changed. All the old skin fell off, new skin grew, and his muscles became much stronger, adding a bit of toughness. At a glance, he gave people a different look. A feeling of bravery.

After seeing the changes on the body surface, Zhang was afraid to look inside his soul. After practicing for hundreds of years, he had never understood his body as well as before. Every texture, every drop of blood, and he could truly feel the powerful aura in it. These are all The changes brought about by the big tiger. He is now not only at the top level of Nascent Soul, but also at the top of the top level. He can reach the sky in one step, and can transform into a god by breaking through.

This power was too powerful, flowing continuously in his body every moment, giving him the urge to explode. He even thought it was as powerful as Kohei.

In the mind, the Nascent Soul tightly hugs the golden elixir, the bones and meridians all over the body turn golden, the spiritual power flows through it, and rivers of good things are flowing. Zhang was afraid of using the Tianlei Mind Technique again. After eighteen weeks, he stopped and got up. In front of him was Hu Ping's body. Fu Ling was sitting opposite, looking at him with big eyes. When he saw Zhang Afraid getting up, he said, "You've been sitting for a long time."

Zhang Ain touched his little head and said, "Let's take my eldest brother to Yuanshan." Fu Ling said in favor.

Hu Ping's body was still as shrunken as it was a year ago, with no change. Zhang Ai leaned over, picked him up and pushed the door open. Outside, there were leftovers on the ground. He had confiscated it when he was drunk a year ago. Fortunately, the spirit wine would not go bad, so the bald man drank the spirit wine and stayed with Zhang Ain for a year. At this time, he was looking towards the door of the stone house.

After Zhang Ao came out, he gently put down Hu Ping's body and bowed to the bald man respectfully and seriously: "Thank you!" He thanked the white mouse for not embarrassing him and thanked the white mouse for protecting him.

The bald man said: "It has nothing to do with you, no need to thank me." He respected Hu Ping, and every monster in the human form in the Valley of Refining Gods would respect the deceased, because they knew that they would also have that day, so they would automatically protect the people on Yuanshan Mountain. Ganoderma lucidum forest, but if there are monsters approaching, kill them without mercy. Gradually, the Ganoderma lucidum forest becomes a forbidden area in the valley.

If you are an enemy when you are alive, I can kill you; but if you are dead, I respect you as I respect myself.

This is much better than human cultivators. If a cultivator dies at the end of the day, those who come after him will actively search for the place where he died and dig up graves to find some so-called treasures. Not destroying your body is considered respect.

Although the white mouse said it had nothing to do with him, Zhang Ai still bowed seriously to express his thanks, then stood up, picked up Hu Ping with his right hand, and held Fu Ling with his left hand, and the two walked towards Yuanshan.

The bald man scratched his head and said, "Say, um, do you still have any clothes?" He pulled the green cloth strip around his waist to show Zhang Afraid.