MTL - Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 39 Master Huineng's talent

  Chapter 39 39. Talent of Master Huineng

  After nightfall, Fang Zhou went to take a look at the treasure viewing platform built by the monks.

  The so-called Guanbao Terrace is a simple wooden platform, about one foot high, located on the hillside on the side of Lanruo Temple.

  Ark climbed up and found that there were monks standing guard on it, watching the movement of the secret treasure day and night.

  Standing on the stage, you can see the hilltop where the former site of Lanruo Temple is located in the distance, but it’s already night, and it’s pitch black over there, so you can’t see anything clearly.

  According to Monk Huineng's description, if the secret treasure appears, the entire mountain over there will emit colorful rays of light, and the rays of light will go straight into the sky and be clearly visible.

  There has been no glow in the past ten days. According to the monks' estimation, it should be soon, and the longest interval will not exceed half a month, but tonight is not to be expected.

   Ark got off the viewing platform and returned to the house.

  Han Li next door has already fallen asleep, and Ling Xiaoyue ran to the canopy of the pagoda tree again. This person is like a monkey and likes to stay in the tree.

  There is no moon tonight, so Fang Zhou will practice in his room as he prepares, and doesn’t want to go out to feed the mosquitoes.

  But before he practiced, he made a simple early warning mechanism for the door. Today, he had a conflict with those four women.

  If they feel out of breath when they go back at night, and come to sneak attack in the middle of the night, and they happen to be practicing, then it will be over.

   This kind of thing is not afraid of ten thousand, just in case, Fang Zhou feels that he needs to be more vigilant, and Ling Xiaoyue outside can't rely on her, what if she falls asleep again.

  At this time, Fang Zhou is very envious of Li Ruyu's method. He can draw a secret exorcism seal and early warning measures on the ground, which can be automatically triggered by someone or evil things.

   And he can only play manual devices, the gap is too big.

   After completing the small mechanism, Fang Zhou sat cross-legged on the bed and began to practice. However, he also paid a little attention during the practice, paying attention to the surrounding situation, and did not fully immerse himself in the practice.

   Time passed by every minute and every second, and the monks also finished their evening classes, turned off the lights and rested, and the whole Lanruo Temple was silent.

  After midnight, the night is like water, and everything is dead.

   Ark who was practicing suddenly smelled a very faint smell of grass, just like the smell from the grass after the rain.

   Immediately afterwards, he heard a click, and the small early warning mechanism behind the door was triggered.

  Fang Zhou woke up instantly from the practice, but he didn't rush to open his eyes, and continued to maintain the movement of cross-legged practice. The Slaying Evil Sword was placed beside him, and he could get it at any time.

  The door creaked and was gently pushed open, and a gust of cold night wind blew in.

   Fang Zhou listened attentively, but did not hear any movement, but the smell of green grass became more obvious instead.

  He opened his eyes slightly.

  A pale face was close at hand, and two **** eyes stared at him.

"Grass!"

   Fang Zhou blurted out in fright, leaned back like a conditioned reflex, grabbed the evil-slaying sword that was placed aside, and swept forward.

   With a swipe sound, the Zhanxie Sword roared and split the air, but nothing was cut.

   Fang Zhou quickly shrank to the corner of the bed next to the wall, looked around, but saw nothing, the dark room was empty, only the door was wide open.

  He clutched his throbbing chest and swallowed.

   What was that just now? Haunted or Hallucination?

"whee!"

  The woman's laughter suddenly rang in his ears.

   Ark turned around and stabbed out with a sword, piercing the wall.

  The back of the neck suddenly felt cold, as if someone touched it with a hand dipped in ice water.

  Fang Zhou's scalp exploded, and he hurriedly operated the entraining qi formula, and the spiritual energy poured into his whole body in an instant. Looking back, he punched with all his strength and hit the air with a crisp sound, but he hit nothing.

"Hahahaha…"

  The woman's laughter fluctuated from far to near, as if she was making fun of Ark.

   Fang Zhou looked around vigilantly, thinking about countermeasures in his mind, and suddenly the faint smell of grass disappeared.

   With a thought in his heart, he pulled out the Slaying Evil Sword, jumped out of the bed and chased him out.

  When I came to the courtyard, I could smell the smell of green grass again, but it was dissipating quickly, and it seemed to be drifting in a certain direction.

  His nose has been opened by Ling Xiaoyue, and he can smell the unique smell of monsters and evil spirits.

  Thinking of Ling Xiaoyue, Fang Zhou hurriedly looked up the canopy of the pagoda tree, but it was too dark to see clearly in the night, wondering if she was still up there.

   Fang Zhou yelled a few times but did not respond, and gritted his teeth angrily. This woman always ran away at critical moments.

   Seemingly hearing Fang Zhou's shout, Han Li rushed out from the next room: "Mr. Fang, what happened?"

   Fang Zhou was about to explain to Han Li, but was startled when he saw her face.

  I saw two words written on Han Li's face with green liquid, black on the left and sister on the right. The combination is black girl.

  Han Li was originally dark-skinned, so the word black girl is appropriate, no, now is not the time to think about it.

   "Is there something on my face?"

  Han Li noticed Fang Zhou's eyes, and stretched out her hand to wipe it on her face. The hand wiped a light green color, put it to her nose and smelled it, and there was no smell at all.

   Fang Zhou nodded: "The word black girl is written on the left and right sides of the face."

  Han Li's scalp went numb immediately. She didn't feel that these two words were an insult to herself. A darker woman would be more feminine.

   What made her feel cold was that someone sneaked into her room without anyone noticing and wrote on her face, but she didn't realize it.

  If the writer had murderous intentions, wouldn't she be decapitated now?

   Fang Zhou guessed what she was thinking, and said with relief: "Don't worry, it seems that the person writing is not a human, but a ghost."

  Han Li's face suddenly changed: "Ghost?!"

  She hurriedly said: "Where is Senior Ling?"

   "Dead! Come with me."

   Fang Zhou chased in the direction where the smell of green grass disappeared. Han Li didn't know why, so she hurriedly followed behind.

   Not long after chasing, Fang Zhou smelled the faint smell of grass again.

  He touched his body, and there was a small bottle of the revealing potion that he had won in the quest lottery. After drinking it, he could see invisible things.

  However, there is only one bottle of medicine, and the medicine is only effective for 30 minutes, so use it with caution.

   He and Han Li chased after the smell of green grass, turned around in the temple, and came to a remote courtyard. The room in the courtyard was still lit.

  The smell of green grass disappeared in this courtyard, and moans came from the room.

   Fang Zhou thought someone was injured, so he hurried over and kicked the door open.

  The room is exquisitely furnished, with a big bed in the middle, and monk Huineng is having **** with a man.

   Seeing someone rushing in, the man let out a scream and hurriedly wrapped his body with a quilt.

  Monk Huineng was dumbfounded, looking at Fang Zhou and Han Li who rushed in with wide eyes, his eyes seemed to be complaining silently: Why are you two again? !

  Han Li looked embarrassed, but Fang Zhou reprimanded righteously: "Monk, do you still dare to say that you obey the rules? Your rule is to have **** with men in the middle of the night?"

   This tactic is called preemptive strikes, occupying the moral high ground first, and using conscience condemnation and criticism to make the other party feel guilty and shameless.

  However, Monk Huineng is worthy of being an eminent monk who has attained the Tao, so he immediately calmed down.

  She put on a plain gauze Zen robe, and said to Zhou Zhou and Han Li: "Amitabha, the two benefactors misunderstood the poor monk."

   Fang Zhou stared at her, and see what you can come up with this time.

  Hui Neng pointed to the man on the bed, and solemnly said: "It is the same principle as vegetarian chicken, vegetarian duck and vegetarian fish. This is also for ordinary people, and it is the honing of the way of **** by the poor monk."

  Ark is really crazy, I don’t know that ordinary people still have this kind of effect: “Then how do you explain that you are alone in the same room in the middle of the night?”

  Huineng clasped his hands together: "This plain man is confused, and the poor monk taught him overnight. What's wrong?"

   Fang Zhou pointed to the two of them: "Is it the characteristic of your monk's teaching that you don't wear clothes?"

  Huineng's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled and said, "I don't wear clothes, that's because we can show our sincerity when we meet each other frankly. I hope the two benefactors will understand."

   Fang Zhou was convinced, and Huineng's explanation made him speechless, and he was completely convinced.

  This monk's crooked reasoning is almost as good as Ling Xiaoyue's, and it's the same thing.

   "Master," Fang Zhou asked sincerely. "Are you particularly good at **** skills?"

  Huineng let out a surprise: "How did the benefactor find out? Yes, the poor monk is indeed good at three-finger meditation."

   Fang Zhou wondered: "Why not One Finger Zen?"

  Huineng showed a meaningful smile: "The power of One Finger Zen is not enough, not enough!"

   Fang Zhou understood and could only give her a thumbs up.

  Master, you are really awesome!

He couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Master, it's really a waste of your talent to be a monk. As far as I know, there is a Japanese country on the coast of the East China Sea. In the Japanese country, there is a profession that attracts the attention of thousands of people. Among them, Master Aoi is the best." , the reputation spreads far and wide, even the Central Plains region has heard of it, and Master Kato is also famous for his Two-Finger Zen, if he devotes himself to it with the master's talent, I am afraid the world will already know it."

  Hearing Fang Zhou's description, Hui Neng couldn't help yearning: "If there is a chance, the poor monk will definitely go to the Japanese country to see it."

   "Let's go together!"

  (end of this chapter)