Yu Mo consumed countless brain cells and did not understand why he was wrong.

One of his previous lives was a monk. Isn’t it normal to know Sanskrit?

Isn’t the little tadpoles moving and changing just a path to practice?

The most important thing is that he succeeded, although the process was very painful.

When the Buddhist son saw Yu Mo in a daze, he said in a deep voice: "Of course you made a mistake. We are not the ones in Tianlong Temple who practice the Yijin Sutra as you do. Why do you find a different approach and be careful to get into a devil."

Yu Mo was startled and glared: "Don't talk nonsense, I won't get into a devil. After I practiced the Yijin Jing, my skills jumped to the third level. Is this still going into a devil?"

"Three-level jump?"

The Buddhist son was incredible and exclaimed: "Did you say that after practicing the Yijin Sutra, your skills have been upgraded to three levels in a row?"

Yu Mo nodded proudly and smiled: "Of course, it's very awesome."

The Buddhist son looked at Yu Mo blankly, as if he was looking at a monster. He thought that when I was practicing the Yijin Sutra, my skills had only improved by two levels. The abbot said that I was a genius that was rare in a century. How could he directly upgrade to three levels?"

The Buddhist son was a little dazed, and he decided that the world was changing too fast, so he couldn't adapt.

He seemed to hear a heartbreaking voice.

"Why are you making noise? Do you still need others to practice martial arts?" Phoenix came in from the backyard and said angrily.

Yu Yue sticks out her tongue and follows behind, saying, "Brother, you are so arguing that you are disturbing me to practice."

"Sorry, I have a little disagreement with the Buddhist son." Yu Mo smiled apologetically.

"Why did you come early in the morning?" Fenghuang looked at the Buddhist son in surprise, "What's the difference?"

Yu Mo shook the Yijin Sutra and said, "It's not this Yijin Sutra. I have a difference between Buddhist monks on how to practice the Yijin Sutra. He said I was wrong."

"Is it wrong?" Phoenix glanced at the Yijin Jing and said, "This is Sanskrit, Yu Mo, when did you understand Sanskrit?"

Yu Mo smiled and said, "I can't hide it."

Phoenix gave him a blank look.

The Buddha's son woke up like a dream and suddenly pointed to a Sanskrit passage on the Yijin Sutra and said, "You keep saying that you understand Sanskrit, what does this passage mean? What is it?"

Swish!

All eyes were staring at Yu Mo, waiting for him to speak curiously.

Yu Yue stared at her black eyes and cheered: "Brother, tell them quickly, Humph, dare to question my brother, is there anything strange about my brother understanding Sanskrit?"

In Yu Yue's mind, Yu Mo is almost omnipotent and omniscient.

Yu Mo smashed his mouth and stared at the Sanskrit passage. Another tadpoles were wandering in front of him. There was no meaning in it. This was impossible to express it.

Yu Mo hesitated for a moment and said, "That Sanskrit period turned into a tadpole again, turning into an internal force operation path, and there is no other meaning."

puff!

Phoenix couldn't help laughing and laughed first: "Hihehe, Yu Mo, are you so funny, tadpoles? I've never heard of Sanskrit that turns into tadpoles."

When the Buddha heard the tadpole, he almost ran away wildly. After hearing the Phoenix's words, he seemed to have found a soulmate, stared at Yu Mo and said, "Did you hear it? Sanskrit is Sanskrit, where are there tadpoles, and they are all nonsense."

Phoenix nodded and said, "Although I don't know Sanskrit, I have heard of it. As far as I know, Sanskrit is a profound language and profound language, and it is definitely not a tadpole."

Yu Mo's face seemed to have frozen.

In his eyes, Sanskrit was clearly a tadpole, and it was moving quite happily.

He moved his lips, not knowing how to explain.

Yu Yue was stunned and did not expect this result. She asked skeptically: "Brother, do you really understand Sanskrit?"

"I..." Yu Mo opened his mouth, and after all, he had no nerve to say that word "knowing".

This is no longer the opinion of the Buddhist son, and even Phoenix opposes him.

Phoenix has a special identity and is knowledgeable, so Yu Mo does not doubt her words.

From this we can see that he really made a mistake, and it was ridiculously wrong.

The Buddhist son was very relieved and asked in pursuit: "Master Yu, how did you see the tadpoles? Most people just can't understand it, so it's impossible to see any tadpoles."

"This..." Yu Mo hesitated, and could not tell the Buddha son that it was because of his previous life, and that it became like this.

Moreover, this is his secret and cannot be shown to others.

"I don't know either, I see the Yijin Jing like this anyway."

The Buddha snorted and said, "I really don't know if I will help you or harm you in this Yijin Sutra. Although I don't know the specific situation, I advise you that you'd better not continue to practice, otherwise, being obsessed with evil will be light, and being severe can even endure life."

"Not that serious." Yu Mo retorted.

The Buddhist son glared and said, "This is even more serious than what I said. Don't ignore it. If something really happens, it will be too late to regret it."

The Buddha's son was very thoughtful, but Yu Mo didn't listen to a word. All of this arises from his previous life. This is a valuable experience. He chose to believe in his previous life and experience.

"I understand." He responded slanderously.

"Don't you want to pass on the Yijin Jing to others? If you tell others that the Yijin Jing is a group of tadpoles, it would be a shame for the Yijin Jing." The Buddhist son said angrily.

Yu Mo spread his hands and said helplessly: "There is nothing to do."

"I must not watch something that insults the Yijin Jing happen. This is a Buddhist sacred scripture and cannot be defiled. I must make the name of the Yijin Jing correct. It is definitely not a tadpole." The Buddha's son whimpered, and his chest was undulating.

"I will translate the Yijin Jing for you."

The Buddhist son said with a firm thought.

Yu Mo's eyes lit up. Didn't the Buddhist son want to know the source of the inspiration for the sword of disaster? Could it be that he wouldn't ask the bottom line?

"Is it free?" Yu Mo asked quickly.

"Free." The Buddha's son could not understand Yu Mo's thoughts. He glanced at him and said helplessly.

Of course he wanted to know the inspiration for the sword of the Tribulation, but he cared more about the reputation of the Yijin Jing. He must not let Yu Mo slander the Yijin Jing as a group of tadpoles.

"I want everyone to see that you are wrong, it's ridiculous." The Buddhist son announced in a high-profile manner. Yu Mo smiled, had an idea and said excitedly: "Is that right? Then I will wait and see. If you translate slowly, then I can teach others the tadpoles' methods to find another way. Anyway, this is also what I have learned from the Yijin Jing.

Out."

"No!" The Buddhist son retorted loudly: "If you are not allowed to do this, I will definitely translate the Yijin Sutra as soon as possible and let the disciples of Tantian Sect practice."

This is what Yu Mo is waiting for.

The Yijin Jing has been tested by countless people and is indeed a peerless secret book. Since the Buddhist son said this, he does not intend to pass on the other methods he has learned to others.

He has no problem in practicing, and no problem in not guaranteeing others.

Therefore, he cannot harm others. It is more reliable to translate the Yijin Sutra from the Buddhist monk, so that people from the Tantian Sect can practice this.
Chapter completed!