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This idiot Xu Xian has not made any progress after more than a thousand years, and he still looks stupid. I don't know how my sister fell in love with this guy.

"Haha, I'm not dead in peace, but I remembered something and forgot to mention it, so I came back to say it."

Zen Master Fahai didn't care much about Ji Xuan's disrespect, but explained it to Ji Xuan in a good mood.

"Is there anything Zen Master Fahai you need me to do for you?"

Ye Long is holding the pagoda in his hands, his eyes are bright, and he looks a bit like King Li Tianwang holding the pagoda. However, the bathrobe he wears ruins this beauty and makes people laugh.

"Old Na's affairs are over. There is nothing left to do. I came back this time to tell Donor Ye about Little Donor Ye."

"Is it related to my son?"

Ye Long couldn't help but take a step forward when he heard the words:

"Zen Master, did my son have an accident?"

"Well, it's an accident, but it's not a bad thing."

Zen Master Fahai pointed at Ye Chen with one finger:

"Little Donor Ye seems to have practiced an extremely advanced Taoist technique. Although he is just entering the threshold, he has also shown its wonderful effects. Otherwise, the secret method used by Little Donor Ye may not be as simple as exploding the meridians and Dantian. .”

"But it is precisely because this technique is so overbearing that the Buddha's light and relics that I used to repair little friend Ye Chen were driven out after the Dantian and meridians were recast."

Zen Master Fahai smiled bitterly.

When Ye Long heard this, his brows furrowed even deeper.

"Zen Master, where have the power of the Buddha's light and relics been driven to?"

Although the strength of Zen Master Fahai has not reached the realm of earthly immortals, it is only one step away. The biggest reason for this is not his qualifications, but the fact that after sealing the Turtle Demon King, Zen Master Fahai was He suffered serious injuries and passed away not long after.

Although it has now transformed into a soul body, its strength is at least at the beginning of the Hedao realm, plus a relic. With such a huge power, after repairing Ye Chen's Dantian and meridians, I'm afraid there will be no remaining power. How weak would it be.

If these powers were handled carelessly, Ye Chen's body, which he had finally repaired with great difficulty, might collapse again.

If something goes wrong with Ye Chen again, Ye Long can't guarantee that he can find another master who can repair it like Zen Master Fahai.

"Amitabha, Donor Ye, don't worry. The merits and divine light of the relics and the old monk are not in any danger to the little Donor Ye at this moment. These powers are not hostile to the Taoist skills, but because the Dantian is in the early stages of cultivation. , those who have been nourished by Taoism cannot absorb the power of Buddhism, and will be rejected."

Zen Master Fahai whispered.

"And the power of Buddhism cannot be expelled from the body, but it cannot be absorbed by the Dantian. Therefore, the power of those merits began to strengthen the bones of the little donor Ye."

"Retempering my son's bones?"

When Ye Long heard this, the solemn look on his face did not decrease at all:

"Zen Master, will doing this have any impact on his bones?"

Ye Long's worry is not unfounded. Bones are extremely important to both ordinary people and monks. They not only support the human movement system, but are also related to the monks' cultivation talents. For example, some people are born with "skeletal wonders" and " Words like "Heaven is full" and "He is a martial arts prodigy" are talking about the special characteristics of bones.

In addition to age and comprehension, bone is also an extremely important factor that determines whether a person can become a cultivator.

If you think about it this way, re-tempering bones will indeed be of great benefit to Ye Chen, and it may make Ye Chen's talent even higher, but Ye Long knows that this matter is not that simple.

Although Ye Chen seemed to have practiced some kind of skill and reached the level of a cultivator, his bones should still be in the state of an ordinary person, or a little stronger than an ordinary person, but only a little stronger. The last time I saw him At that time, this kid was just practicing martial arts. After such a short period of time, it is impossible for him to make any big progress.

In this state, Ye Chen's bones might not be able to withstand the power of merit and the heavy tempering of the relics.

Ye Long still doesn't know that his son already has the strength of the Qi Refining Realm. He thought Ye Chen was just a newbie cultivator.

"Amitabha, don't worry, Donor Ye. I have just checked Donor Ye. His bones seem to have been strengthened. There will be no danger during the re-tempering process, but the pain will definitely be inevitable. All you need to do is let him go." If Little Donor Ye endures the pain of tempering his bones, he will gain unimaginable benefits."

Hearing this, Ye Long was relieved. Since Zen Master Fahai said it was okay, then there shouldn't be any problem.

"Excuse me, Master."

"Donor Ye, you're very polite. It's just a little effort."

Zen Master Fahai smiled faintly, then nodded at Ye Long, and his figure slowly disappeared again.

"Amitabha, if I didn't run out of time, I would like to find another disciple in this world, but unfortunately I don't have the chance, hehehe~"

These were the last words Zen Master Fahai said before disappearing.

At the same time, Ye Chen, who was lying on the ground, slowly opened his eyes.

"Where is this?"

Like all people who wake up after a coma, Ye Chen's first words when he woke up were to ask where he was. But before Ye Chen's head came to his senses, he saw a head appear in front of him. Blocking the blue sky.

Fuck!

Ye Chen was so frightened that he shivered, but then the memory in his mind began to wake up, and he also remembered who the other party was.

"Old man, why are you here?"

"Old you dead head!"

A brain crash landed on Ye Chen's forehead, the force made Ye Chen's eyes darken, and tears flowed out instantly.

"Your old man, I am in the prime of life, and I am in good health. No matter how you look at it, I am only in my early thirties. You dare to call me an old man. Are you itchy again, you brat?"

The corners of Ye Long's eyes twitched a few times. Every time he talks to this brat, he can make himself angry for a long time.

"Damn it, don't bark if you don't bark. Why are you hitting me? Don't you know the strength of your hand? What if something goes wrong when you hit me?"

Ye Chen covered his forehead and grinned authentically.

"You were born by Lao Tzu, so what if I beat you, you dare to talk back, I ask you, I asked you to send a letter, who asked you to pretend to be a supervisor here, and you are still dying in front of the entire martial arts world. It's not that you have some tricks, you were killed by people in the martial arts world long ago, do you really think that people in the martial arts world are weak chickens?"