The Monk

Chapter 584: Passing on Kung Fu

The bald man is a white mouse turned spirit, and he has met Zhang Weifu several times before. Hearing Hu Ping's laughter, he stood for a while, then sat down, picked up a bottle of wine and said, "Here's to you." He raised his neck and drained the wine.

The jade bottle was used for storage, and it contained at least a thousand catties of spiritual wine, but the bald man drank it all in one gulp. Hu Ping took a big sip with him and said, "Refreshing."

The bald man threw away the bottle of wine in his hand and said, "At least it's an acquaintance. I'll take you there."

Hu Ping shook his head and said: "No, he will send it to me." He raised his hand and pointed at Zhang Afraid.

The bald man looked at Zhang Awei again, nodded and said, "That's fine, I'll protect him. Don't worry, I'll make sure he leaves the Valley of the Gods safely." The bald man wanted to kill Zhang Awei several times, and he was even more furious last time. At this moment, I was able to put aside my hatred and protect him instead.

Hu Ping still shook his head: "It depends on fate, I shouldn't be able to trouble you."

The bald man nodded: "Okay, I'll go then." Hu Pingduo said: "Don't break into the tower outside easily." The bald man said: "I know." A gust of wind blew by, and the figure disappeared.

The sun will always rise and the day will come. When Zhang Ping woke up, he saw Hu Ping talking to Fu Ling, giving him detailed instructions over and over again. He knew that day had come.

There were tears in Fu Ling's eyes, and the tears kept dripping down. He stretched out his chubby little hands and pulled the corner of Hu Ping's clothes and cried, "I don't want you to leave."

Hu Ping touched Fu Ling's little head and turned to talk to Zhang Ain: "It's time for me to leave. You can see me off."

Zhang stood up nervously, wanted to say something, opened his mouth, and suddenly found that he couldn't even say a word, and his eyes were suddenly covered with mist.

Hu Ping said: "Sooner or later, we will have this day. Will you give me a gift?"

Zhang was afraid that a master of intermediate Nascent Soul cultivation would choke, so he nodded heavily to Hu Ping.

Hu Ping laughed and said, "I knew you were right. I have lived a good life. I have never been to the human world, but if I can have an irreversible relationship with a person and depend on each other for life and death, my life is finally worth it."

Zhang was afraid that he would know that the big tiger was really leaving, leaving forever and never seeing him again. He endured his sadness and said respectfully: "Sir, how do you want me to send you off?"

"Call me brother, sir?" Hu Ping whispered: "Send me to Yuanshan, Ganoderma lucidum forest, next to the three skeletons."

Zhang Ying said yes, but he didn't understand. Could it be that the big tiger was no longer able to move?

"You haven't called me eldest brother yet?" Hu Ping raised his brows and asked narrowly.

"Brother!" Zhang was afraid of bending over half of his body and unable to bow.

"I'm calling you big brother, I can't just leave like this. I'll teach you a technique. Remember it carefully and you can use it to burn your soul." Hu Ping said with a smile.

"I don't want to learn." Zhang was afraid of instinctive resistance.

"You can't help but learn this method. If you don't learn it, all my cultivation will be wasted." Hu Ping looked directly at him and said.

Zhang Ai was shocked: "You want to teach me the skills?" Hu Ping nodded: "It can be said that, to be more precise, I am handing over all my cultivation to you. Only by learning this spell can you fully refine it. For your own use.”

"I won't learn." Zhang was afraid to refuse again.

Hu Ping chuckled and said, "I told you that it was not up to you. I am going to die. You don't know how to cooperate and let me worry less." As he spoke, he grabbed Zhang Afraid, put his other hand on top of his head, and sent him away. Passing the Yuanshen, he directly entangled Zhang Ping Yuanying. Zhang was afraid that Yuanying would resist and dodge instinctively, but because of this movement, the mantras were everywhere in his mind. There were twelve sentences in total, which were directly reflected in Yuanying's eyes, making it difficult to forget.

Hu Ping stopped and said, "You know how to embarrass me, okay, do you have anything to say?"

With tears in his eyes, Fu Ling pulled the big tiger and repeated in a low voice: "Don't go, don't go."

Zhang Ping said: "I will send Fu Ling to a safe place."

Hu Ping chuckled: "You don't have anything to say to me?"

"I don't know how to say it, and I don't know what to say." Zhang was afraid that his mind was in a mess.

Hu Ping said: "Okay, come in and talk to me when you want to say something." After saying that, he walked into the stone house with Zhang Afraid in one hand and the order in the other. Then he closed the stone door, restrained Fu Ling, and put Zhang Aoping on the stone bed. Hu Ping said: "After I die, you can take this fur and do whatever you want. You must also take good care of Fu Ling and don't let others go." If you bully it, nothing else will happen." He didn't mention anything about the bones and inner alchemy, and he was very relieved about Zhang Ai.

The moment finally came. Hu Ping sat cross-legged and meditated with his eyes closed. After eighty-one weeks, his whole body's kung fu reached its peak. He suddenly opened his mouth and roared wildly. A roar shook the earth and spread to the distance through the stone house. The birds and beasts in the sky were frightened, and all the creatures fled in haste. Even if there were enemies around them, they couldn't care less. Their only thought was to escape! The further away you can run, the better!

After Hu Ping shouted, the original shape of the tiger beast appeared above his head. The shape was much smaller. It was not a real tiger, but just a spirit. The big tiger soul came out of its body and dodged to bite Zhang Awei on the forehead. The bite did not bleed, nor did it break the skin or bones. Following this bite, the tiger soul penetrated into Zhang Afraid's forehead. At this moment, Zhang Ping clearly heard someone shouting at him: "Activate the magic formula."

The sound was so loud that it rang in the ears of his Yuanying. Zhang was afraid of subconsciously reciting the twelve mantras. Every time he recited a sentence, there was an additional shackle in his mind. After reciting the twelve mantras, the twelve shackles would bind the tiger's soul. Locked.

The tiger's soul roared wildly, rushed left and right, trying to break free. The only thing Zhang Pa could do was to chant the spell, repeating the twelve mantras over and over again until he completely locked the tiger. At this time, he was most concerned about Hu Ping's current situation.

Hu Ping's soul was sent into Zhang Pa's mind, and the restrictions he set up automatically disappeared. Zhang Pa turned over and supported Hu Ping and shouted anxiously: "Brother." Fu Ling also rushed over, crying and shouting: "Grandpa Tiger."

The tiger was not dead yet, but he was not energetic. His muscles relaxed instantly, and they spread out bit by bit. His fur became dull. He smiled at Zhang Pa and said: "Thank you, although I am a little stupid, I like you very much. Thank you, remember what you promised me and take good care of that little kid." He also spoke to Fu Ling: "Be careful in the future, I can't protect you, don't make trouble." Fu Ling cried and agreed.

Zhang Pa couldn't hold back his tears and cried with Fu Ling. Seeing Zhang Pa crying, Hu Ping laughed out loud: "In this life, in this life, there is actually someone crying for me, haha."

The more he laughed, the harder Zhang Pa cried, and his speech became intermittent: "Brother, don't worry, I will definitely send you to Yuanshan, even if I die."

Hu Ping said softly: "Don't worry, can't you escape underground? Practice underground for some time, refine and recover my soul, and it won't be too late to go to Yuanshan after you become stronger."