C135 Wu Cong was in danger

Lying on the chuang in the meditation room, Zhao Mingzhe felt extremely tired. In the past two months, only master Xuan Tong and the ghosts knew what had happened to him.

In more than two months of time, close to being unable to sleep at all, Zhao Mingzhe had consecutively broken through all of his martial veins and advanced into the Bone Forging stage.

However, at that time, Zhao Mingzhe didn't have the slightest bit of joy. On the contrary, when he comprehended the Unconnected ring finger technique's finger, Jing Bi Luo, his mind was about to be drowned in overflowing killing intent and he was about to fall into the abyss of a demon.

It was also at this time that the spear spirit and lock chain in Zhao Mingzhe's body showed its strong tenacity, and pulled Zhao Mingzhe out from the midst of the Fallen Devil.

According to Master Xuan Tong, the inner demons in Zhao Mingzhe's body had not been dispelled yet but the evil aura had already been completely converted into killing intent by the Unconnected ring finger technique.

Simply put, if the Inner Demon was compared to a monster that was fighting against Zhao Mingzhe, with the aura gone, it would be equivalent to having the monster lose its fangs and claws. Although Zhao Mingzhe was still in danger of falling into a trap, it was much less dangerous.

Of course, it was also because the Xiao Sha Qi was more sinister that Zhao Mingzhe's temperament changed. If the Xiao Sha Qi couldn't be slowly dispelled, then Zhao Mingzhe's inherited Martial God Spear Art would never be used. This was also the reason why Zhao Mingzhe only used the Unconnected ring finger technique when fighting the enemy today!

After thinking about it for a while, Zhao Mingzhe felt extremely tired and gradually fell asleep.

The next morning, the drowsy Zhao Mingzhe felt that there was someone in the room and subconsciously thought that Wu Cong had called him to recite a scripture.

"Senior Brother Wu Cong, please wait, I will..."

However, right when he said that, Zhao Mingzhe immediately remembered that Wu Cong was heavily injured, and he did not know whether he was dead or alive, so why would he come to his own room.

Turning his head to the side, the one standing in the buddhist room was his master Xuan Tong. Zhao Mingzhe exhaled, and said somewhat respectfully:

"Teacher, good morning. Why have you come?"

In these past two months, Zhao Mingzhe and Xuan Tong had been spending time with each other. Zhao Mingzhe knew that this master truly treated him well, and now, he respected Xuan Tong even more than before.

Xuan Tong turned around, looked at Zhao Mingzhe and said:

"I saw you sleeping soundly, so I didn't wake you up. Come to think of it, you have been really tired these past two months. However, you still cannot stay in the North Zen. "

Zhao Mingzhe was startled for a moment, and looked at Xuan Tong with some puzzlement, as he did not quite understand the meaning behind those words. At this time, Xuan Tong continued: "The evil in your heart, although it is barely considered dispelled, the devil in your heart is still there. In order to prevent you from being affected by the evil spirit in the main mountain vein again, you should go and stay for a while. During this period of time, Master will also take advantage of this time to think about what exactly you should do with your heart demon. "

Hearing Xuan Tong's explanation, Zhao Mingzhe nodded his head and responded. Unconsciously, he opened his mouth to ask:

"Master, the demonic aura from the main mountain, what exactly is going on?"

Xuan Tong pondered for a while, then shook his head.

"Now is not the time for you to know about this, so don't ask any more questions."

Zhao Mingzhe frowned, he could only continue asking, but then he thought of Wu Cong, and asked:

"Master, how are Senior Brother Wu Cong's injuries?"

Xuan Tong sighed, his expression becoming gloomy.

Wu Cong has been in a coma this entire time, so there is a high chance that he will not be able to make it through this trial. Originally, it would have been easy to treat Wu Cong's injuries, but in his heart, for some reason, he had some hesitation.

"What do you mean by 'Buddha Heart is unstable'? And what is it? "

"Buddha's Heart is also known as the Will of Karma. When a person who cultivates the Buddhist path has karma in his heart when he converts to Buddha. When he cultivates a buddhist path, the karma becomes deeper and deeper. It just so happened that Wu Cong was injured under Jia Ye's Flickering Finger, and this finger technique also carried buddhist karma, aggravating the injury to Wu Cong's heart, so it is hard to say whether or not Wu Cong can endure through this trial. "

Zhao Mingzhe was knocked unconscious by Xuan Tong's words regarding cause and effect. He simply did not understand what he meant. However, Wu Cong's image of Wu Cong's honest face and his constant chanting appeared in his mind.

Sighing lightly, Zhao Mingzhe asked:

"Master, disciple's mind was initially clouded by magic and accidentally injured Senior Brother Wu Cong, I feel very sorry for it. I wonder if there is any medicine for me to save Wu Cong's injury, disciple should take this opportunity to look for it."

Xuan Tong lowered his head and thought for a long while before saying:

"If we can find the Cyan Fruit Saliva, it might not only help to cure Wu Cong's injuries, but also help you dispel your inner demon. However, this green fruit sariras are only a legendary existence and can only be found and not sought. You don't have to care too much about it. "

After Zhao Mingzhe secretly memorized the name "Green Fruit sariras", he did not say anything more.

After cleaning up simply, Zhao Mingzhe took another look at the unconscious Wu Cong, and began to prepare to leave the North Zen in accordance to Xuan Tong's reminder, in order to find a place to dissolve the killing intent on his body.

Just as Zhao Mingzhe walked out of the temple door, he saw a devastatingly beautiful Ye Minghua dressed in emerald green robes walking up the mountain. After staring blankly for a while, Zhao Mingzhe opened his mouth and said:

"Good day, Princess Ming Hua. Are you looking for that esteemed monk of the sect?" Would you like me to help you spread the news? "

After Ye Minghua saw Zhao Mingzhe, he seemed to be pleasantly surprised, and then, with a sweet smile, he said in a clear and melodious voice:

"I only came to look for you, I didn't look for anything else …"

Ye Minghua had not finished speaking when Xuan Tong's voice came out from the temple.

"Ming Zhe, wait a moment. Master still has something to say to you."

After saying that, Xuan Tong did not even take a step forward, his entire figure had already appeared in front of Zhao Mingzhe, as though he had teleported.

Ye Minghua bowed to Ancestor Xuan Tong, and after he returned the greeting, Ye Minghua turned and said to Zhao Mingzhe:

"Master thought for a bit, then decided to tell you about this matter. Initially, Senior Brother Yuan raised Wu Cong up as the host for the next generation of North Zen, but unfortunately, Wu Cong's injuries are unknown now, and the Buddha's Heart is fluctuating, so it might be difficult for him to become the host of the North Zen in the future. "Master thinks that you can use this time to think about it. If you want to be able to change your mind and become a buddhist disciple, it's also good for you to take over the position of North Zen's host in the future!"

Zhao Mingzhe originally wanted to immediately reject his offer, but when he saw the look of anticipation in Xuan Tong's eyes, he remembered how Master Xuan Tong painstakingly taught him the inextricable ring technique at the main branch of Five Fingers Peak for the past two months.

His heart unconsciously softened. If Zhao Mingzhe rejected, he wouldn't be able to say anything. After a moment of silence, Zhao Mingzhe responded:

"Master, I will consider this matter."

"It should be, not everyone who is fated to be Buddha will be converted to the buddhist faith. If your wish is not fulfilled, I naturally will not force you, as long as you abide by your heart. "

With that, Xuan Tong turned and left. Zhao Mingzhe knelt down and kowtowed three times to the figure of Xuan Tong as he left. After he stood up, the expression on his face was somewhat complex.

Ye Minghua, who was beside Zhao Mingzhe, carefully said:

"You, you don't really want to become a monk, do you?" "Actually, there's nothing good about being a monk."

Zhao Mingzhe sighed, looked at Ye Minghua and said:

"Sometimes, it is easier to hate than to repay kindness. Master has done me a great favour, and in my heart, I feel that I owe Senior Brother Wu Cong a lot. If Senior Brother Wu Cong really doesn't recover, what will I do about the position of being the host of this North Zen? "

As he spoke till here, Zhao Mingzhe's heart moved. He thought to himself that perhaps he could find the green fruit sariras and cure Wu Cong's injuries and many things would be easily resolved.

However, according to his teacher, the green fruit sariras were extremely difficult to find. In this vast heaven and earth, where should he go to find them?