Chapter 581 Choice

The stove was red, making a crackling sound, and a muffled groan of suppressed pain:

"Not enough?"

"not enough!"

His gaze penetrated the furnace wall and looked at the person sitting cross-legged in the fire. The Thousand-Eyed Dharma Master closed his eyes and shook his head: "Although you already have the foundation of the palace, your talents have also changed.

But if I want to compete with that kid in the temple, the heat is still not enough."

After a slight pause, he didn't hide anything and explained the rules of the Bafang Temple one by one, including his defeat by Li Yuan.

"Fight against the third level?"

Hearing the words of Master Thousand Eyes, no matter Emperor Qian, Huang Longzi, or Wan Zhuliu in the furnace could not help but frown.

The Thousand-Eyed Dharma Master will fight against the third level, what about them?

Level five or six?

"In the past, I borrowed the power of the gods to kill off the old and decayed body. However, it fell short of the mark and cannot be regarded as the true second life..."

The Thousand-Eyed Dharma Master’s voice was calm and showed no reluctance to fail:

"At your age, you have cultivated the realm of the divine palace, and you are considered an outstanding person in Tianshiyuan. However, Bafang Temple needs more than just outstanding people.

The evaluation of your entry into the temple is not as good as that of this remnant, let alone that kid?"

"What the Dharma Master means is that only when the Bafang Temple's assessment is close to that of Na Liyuan can it be qualified to compete with him for the Bafang Temple's qualifications?"

Emperor Qian's heart moved slightly: "Then why doesn't Dharma Master..."

"It's not easy for me to temporarily cut off my bone age by all means. It's almost possible to improve my talent. What are you worried about?"

The Thousand-Eyed Dharma Master glanced at him, half-smiling but not smiling:

"I need the rare treasure in the Bafang Temple to live out a true second life. I am forced to join forces with you, but I am not unwilling."

"The juniors will become confused if they care about you, which will make the Dharma Master laugh."

Emperor Qian was well versed in the art of lying low and doing something small, just as he had done in the past when he was hiding in his mansion and had surrendered his hands to accuse him.

Huang Longzi looked a little sideways.

Tianshiyuan has many "ascended people" from many life stars. These "ascended people" are all overlords and supreme masters on the original stars.

After arriving at Tianshiyuan, except for a very few people, no one could accept such a gap in status. Although the 'ascended ones' were highly valued and attracted by many forces, they could not compare to their transcendent status in the original stars.

'It seems that your Majesty is one of those few people...'

With thoughts swirling in his mind, Huang Longzi paid more attention to it, but when he saw his words testing Thousand-Eyed Dharma Master, he didn't know how to describe it.

Even the remnants of my body are still gods!

"The power of incense and aspiration is a good thing, but if you want to use it to cut off your bones and age, you can increase your talents..."

Master Thousand Eyes shook his head and looked at the stove: "In the early years, I heard that someone from the Cloud Demon Clan failed to become a god, and his body and soul are still alive. I think it must be you."

Woo~

There was a flash of silver light in the firelight.

"I wonder if the Master of Law knows how to be old and decayed?"

Taoist Yun Mo emerged like blue smoke, bowed his hands and said, "Yun Yeshan, pay homage to the Dharma Master."

"Devil."

The Thousand-Eyed Dharma Master squinted his eyes.

"In the past, I wanted to be promoted to a god, but I didn't practice enough. I thought I would lose my soul, but I didn't expect that I was nourished by the power of my wish during my lifetime. By chance, I left a trace of regret."

Yun Yeshan laughed at himself: "Neither human nor ghost, neither dead nor alive, it is really painful."

"How often do you get sober?"

Thousand Eyes Master asked.

"There are only twelve or three years of being awake in a thousand years, so let's not mention the remaining time."

Yun Yeshan sighed.

"That's not even a few years away."

Master Thousand Eyes made a calculation: "So, you want to take advantage of these few years of consciousness to try your luck in the Bafang Temple?"

"It's not luck."

Yun Yeshan shook his head: "I have been living in a secluded place for many years, but I am not aimless. There must be something to help me in this Bafang Temple."

"Yeah?"

The Thousand-Eyed Dharma Master was noncommittal, but he had no intention of getting entangled:

"Then you and I have the same goal. Before the Bafang Temple really opens, we can gain the identity of walking in it and fight for our lives."

"good."

Yun Yeshan looked at Wan Zhuliu who was suffering in the furnace:

"For thousands of years here, my descendants' talents should be among the top five. If there is a secret method that can improve their talents, it may not be impossible to take away their 'identity'."

Master Thousand Eyes looked subtle: "There are many secret methods in this world to improve one's talents, but the most reliable one is to change one's form, but..."

"Old Chan's original intention was to use the blood of this branch of the family to help him develop the body of a cloud demon, transforming hybrid blood into pure blood. In addition, he himself has changed nearly a thousand shapes, so he may be able to transform his talents."

Yunyeshan did not hide anything, and did not even care about being heard by Emperor Qian and others:

"It's a pity that he doesn't want to."

After listening to his words, the smile on Emperor Qian's face remained the same, but he lowered his head slightly. Wang Jin and others did not dare to raise their heads or make a sound.

"It's a path, but it can only reach the stars at most. It's better to change the way."

Looking at Wan Zhuliu sitting quietly in the fire, Master Thousand Eyes' eyes flickered.

"It's too difficult. Do you have any ideas?"

Yunyeshan looked at him.

“Everything is beyond the reach of external forces.”

The Master Thousand Eyes looked at Wan Zhuliu and said calmly:

"I have two methods. One is to use incense to help cut off your bones. But if you cut off your bones for a hundred years, your life span will be reduced by two to three hundred years.

The second method is to use a secret method to refine your body to wash away the impure blood and improve your talents. However, this method is extremely painful and also consumes your lifespan. It can take as little as thirty to fifty years, and even more, it can take three to five years.

century……"

"Which one do you choose?"

After Master Thousand Eyes finished speaking, the underground palace became quiet, and everyone looked at the blazing furnace.

"Why do you ask?"

In the fire, Wan Zhuliu opened his eyes, and the magic sword in front of his knees was clanging:

"Come together!"

…

…

Phew~

At the midwinter solstice, the weather is extremely cold, the north wind blows heavy snow, and the Longhu Mountains are completely white.

"It's snowing so heavily."

On the main peak of Longmen, in a small courtyard, on the eaves, Qi Benchu ​​held a gourd of hot wine and sat watching the snow. As far as his eyes could see, the sky and the earth were completely white.

“The wine is not bad either.”

He took another sip of wine and looked into the small courtyard:

"How long will senior keep me in prison?"

Under the tree in the courtyard, Pang Wenlong, still wearing the same purple robe, was playing chess with Long Xixiang. He didn't even look up when he heard the words, and just responded casually:

"If it's less, it's only about fifty years, if it's more, it's maybe a hundred years."

"That's a hundred years?"

Qi Benchu ​​sighed, with a sad look on his face: "May I ask, senior, who did the junior offend and what wrong did he do?"

"How do you want me to respond to you?"

Pang Wenlong raised his head and glanced at him: "You can just say what you want, why bother going around and around? You haven't offended anyone. It's my fault to imprison you here. If it's not too much, I can accept your request."

"Thank you, senior."

Qi Benchu ​​turned over and landed on the ground, bowed to express his thanks, and quickly stated his request: "Junior has been undergoing blood transfusion for several years, but I don't know how to practice in the future. I would like to ask senior for advice."
To be continued...