The Arhat Fist that was agreed, how did it become the palm of the Tathagata?

Therefore, it is necessary to take more pills, and use the amount of pills to make up for the low efficiency.

Eating one elixir increases one point of strength, wouldn't eating ten pills increase one's strength by ten points?

If you can eat [-] pills, that's [-]% power!

Resources may not change talent, but it can really improve strength.

The next day.

The news about Xuanlian's intention to kill Huiwu, and Xuanlian's suspected collusion with the old monster Chunqiu to steal the Danta elixir, spread throughout the Yaowangyuan.

For a while, Xiao Xun became quite a person in the spotlight.

When the news reached Wurufeng Chuzu Zhai, all the disciples of the Hui family who were envious and jealous of Xiao Xun's ability to enter the Medicine King's Academy, no longer envied and envied, replaced by heated discussions.

Of course, several people expressed concern when talking about it.

For example, Huizhen, Huida, Huitong and other roommates in the same Zen room as Xiao Xun.

In the Buddhist hall.

After Xuanku got the news that Xuanlian wanted to kill Huiwu, he was silent for a long time.

Recalling the scene of Xuan Lian taking Hui Wu away in her mind, a little turmoil appeared on her calm face.

He doesn't want to.

I didn't notice it.

As in the past.

"Is it another cycle?"

Xuan Ku whispered, looking at the shackles between his feet, his eyes were secretive.

...

Zhikeyuan.

The gathering place of a group of lay disciples, the matter of Xuanlian has also become a joke among lay disciples.

In the discussion of these lay disciples, the name of Huiwu was completely replaced by "little monk" and "little novice monk".

In fact, except for Chuzuzhai, when the other halls were talking about Xuanlian, Huiwu's name was basically in a state of anonymity.

After all, few people pay attention to what a young monk is called.

Qiao Song listened casually for a while, then lost interest, thinking that no matter which sect, there will always be some moths.

This is true of the Beggar Gang, and Shaolin is no exception.

"Most monks in Shaolin are still very good, just like little master Huiwu."

Thinking of this, Qiao Song couldn't help but sigh secretly.

These days, every night, he would go to Ziyun Peak Waterfall to practice boxing. He practiced all night, and he wanted to see little master Huiwu again.

Unfortunately, Huiwu has never appeared again.

And it was hard for Qiao Song to find someone to ask.

He was afraid that he would ask Huiwu's name whenever he met, and if Huiwu found out, it would make Huiwu displeased.

...

Medicine King Court.

A group of Arhat Hall disciples are repairing the Dan Pagoda like a raging fire.

Xiao Xun stood in front of the alchemy room, listening to the conversation on the bamboo shed outside the pagoda from a distance, and knew that he almost became a celebrity in Shaolin.

Xuanlian stabs Yaotong in the middle of the night.

Xuan Lian wanted to plot against a young monk.

Xuanlian colluded with the old monster of Chunqiu, and was discovered by the little drug boy next to her, and wanted to kill her to silence her...

And so on.

Xiao Xun listened, feeling that every sentence was talking about himself, but it seemed that it had nothing to do with him.

"When this gust of wind passes, I should be able to return to Chuzuzhai."

Xiao Xun breathed a sigh of relief.

The discussions of these Arhat Hall disciples were basically Xuanlian's evil deeds.

As for Xiao Xun, he appeared in everyone's discussion with the image of a victim and a meritorious person.

Turn around and go back to the room.

Glanced at the black medicine pot where the six purple-gold elixirs were stored, Xiao Xun's eyes flashed with joy.

And set a small goal for myself:

Before leaving the Danta, finish eating these six pills.

In the evening, Xuan Chi came to the alchemy room to refine a decoction for Xiao Xun to relieve erysipelas.

Xiao Xun, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the door, stood up and moved over.

"Uncle Master, I want to help."

Xiao Xun said, he didn't have the nerve to directly ask for the prescription and brewing method of this soup.

Xuan Chi nodded slightly.

However, Xiao Xun was not allowed to use it. Instead, he picked out the herbs and introduced the names and efficacy of the herbs.

When boiling the medicine, it also explained the duration of boiling the medicine, the proportion of the mixture, and the mastery of the heat.

Xiao Xun listened very carefully, and basically remembered it while listening.

His cultivation talent is indeed rubbish to the handyman's yard, but his mind is extremely bright.

In particular, after taking a lot of pills recently, Xiao Xun felt that his memory seemed to have become much stronger.

After boiling the medicine and seeing Xiao Xun drink it up, Xuan Chi left.

Recently, he is very busy.

Especially, Xuanlian's incident happened again last night.

The night is getting darker.

Most of the Arhat Hall disciples on the bamboo shed outside the pagoda had already rested, and everything was completely silent.

After Xiao Xun practiced for a while, his heart couldn't help but agitated.

Opening his eyes, he casually glanced at the medicine pot that stored the six purple-gold elixirs.

"The Xuanlian incident just happened last night, and that gray-clothed monk of Duzi generation is very likely to be watching me."

Xiao Xun let out a sigh of relief, and finally reason defeated greed.

Thinking someone might be spying on you...

Xiao Xun felt that he should show the honest side of a young man.

He stood up and opened the door, and came to the corner three meters away from the newly built wall on the west side of the fifth floor.

Xiao Xun untied his waist rope, and pointed at the corner of the wall three meters away.

The sounds are constant, precise and cohesive, just like a comet passing across the sky.

a long time.

Xiao Xun breathed a sigh of relief.

Somewhat proud.

The previous life is not so far away~.

Fasten the waist rope and turn around to go.

Xiao Xun looked ahead, blinked, his face turned green.

A white fluorescent figure stood in front of him, looking at him.

ghost?

Xiao Xun closed his eyes and looked again, the figure was still there, and his face was completely green.

I am Nima.

Not so unlucky, right?

wrong.

This is obviously the world of warriors, where does the ghost come from?

Moreover, this is the Shaolin Temple, the white-clothed figure in front of him has white hair and white beard, and he seems to be wearing a Taoist robe.

"You, can you see me?" An old, slightly puzzled voice came from the mouth of the figure in front.

"can not see."

Xiao Xun replied subconsciously.

Then, the two fell silent together.

Chapter 43

Xiao Xun took a deep breath.

"Ghost!"

Xiao Xun roared loudly, and the sound waves resounded through the entire Yaowang courtyard.

After shouting.

Xiao Xun looked again and found that the figure had disappeared.

"Damn it, isn't it really a ghost?"

Xiao Xun was terrified.

The next moment, the monk in gray appeared on the fifth floor of the Dan Tower.

He looked at the entire fifth floor vigilantly, and finally set his sights on Xiao Xun.

soon.

Xuan Chi also ran over.

"What's going on?" Xuan Chi asked in a deep voice.

"Disciple just saw a figure." Xiao Xun hurriedly approached Xuan Chi and told the truth about what he saw.

Tai Nima is scary.

"A figure in white?" Xuan Chi and the monk in gray looked at each other.

"Have you ever seen his face clearly?"

Xuan Chi asked.

Xiao Xun nodded repeatedly, it couldn't be more clear.

"I should be able to draw it."

Xiao Xun said hesitantly.

Hearing this, the figure of the gray-clothed monk flashed and disappeared without a trace.

"Go back to the pill room first." Xuan Chi said.

"it is good."

Xiao Xun nodded.

Not long after, four eminent monks of the Xuan family came to the fifth floor to investigate the Quartet.

Seeing so many eminent monks guarding him, Xiao Xun heaved a sigh of relief.

Soon, the monk in gray came over with paper, pen and ink.

Xiao Xun picked up the brush and dipped it in the ink, thought for a while, and began to draw on the white paper.