Chapter 63 (1/2)

After getting the wasted time of the wooden fish mallet, I didn't want to stay for a moment. I just wanted to return to the Xishan temple as soon as possible and study this wooden fish mallet.

Ordinary people can't see the value of this wooden fish mallet, but he has perspective eyes, but he is very clear that the strong Buddhist power on it is extremely pure and broad, that is, after so many years, there are still a lot of Buddhist power on it. It can be seen that the original owner of this wooden fish mallet is terrible.

I'm afraid the profound cultivation of master, zhizen and Zhixian martial uncle can't match one ten thousandth of the original owner of this wooden fish mallet.

So this thing is definitely a baby.

He had been sitting in his room for a long time, but his wasted heart still couldn't calm down. He was excited not only because of the value of the wooden fish hammer, but because of the emergence of the wooden fish hammer, which really explained the height that the strong in the world had reached.

It seems that I don't have no chance. As long as I can find the right method, I can achieve the strength of my previous life, or even stronger.

In his heart, he was more and more looking forward to the joy of his cultivation, and he became a little impatient to find the super product medium.

After all, there is no super product medium. Everything is just like clouds and smoke. You can see it but can't touch it. This feeling is very uncomfortable.

But waste also knows that haste makes waste, so he must stabilize.

Slowly, the wasted excitement and fanaticism finally calmed down. He carefully picked up the wooden fish mallet on the table and looked at it carefully.

This wooden fish mallet is half a foot long. The handle is about the thickness of thumb. At the top is a round hammer, which is slightly thicker than the handle. It looks like a copper hammer for tamping medicine.

The whole is dark and matte, like thick ink rendering on it. The years of erosion make the stone surface fall off, exposing the rough stone surface below, which feels astringent like sandpaper.

It may be that the years have eroded for too long, or it may be that it is naturally formed. This wooden fish hammer can't see any traces of artificial carving. It really seems to grow naturally.

The simple lines, with rough beauty and mottled falling off above, give people a sense of vicissitudes of years. At a glance, people suddenly have a broad sense in their hearts.

Holding it in his hand, he felt heavy and heavy. He slightly injected the real Qi into it, but there was not too much block, so he went in very smoothly.

”It seems that the age is too old, and the original master's breath has disappeared, so it is so easy to ferry the true Qi into it.”

The true Qi in the wooden fish mallet was like a fish in the water, swimming smoothly and rolling. It seemed that the fish returned to the sea and the eagle hit the sky, so he wasted his time and shook his head: ”it's not just that, maybe it's because my cultivation skills are in high agreement with the original owner of the wooden fish mallet, so it's so easy.”

Speaking of this, there was a sudden flash of light in the wasted brain, but he was stunned: ”is this wooden fish mallet a portable Buddhist instrument of an eminent monk who practiced the happy heart demon Zen Sutra in ancient times?”

As soon as I read this, the shock in my wasted heart is really like a huge wave rolling, and I can't rest for a long time.

He knew that he could not see the truth again. After all, if he talked about his deep knowledge of the origin of Buddha, he was not much better than Zhitong. Therefore, he thought of a fixed place, so he got up directly and walked towards the master's room.

Zhitong slowly rubbed the wooden fish mallet handed over by waste, and there was a fine flash in his eyes.

Although he is cynical, his Buddhist cultivation is one of the most famous monks, and he knows the origin of Buddhism very well.

So as soon as I saw this wooden fish mallet, my eyebrows jumped. Holding it in my hand made a certain idea in his heart more real.

Almost impatient, he injected his exquisite Buddhist power into the wooden fish mallet.

As soon as he injected pure Buddhist power, the wooden fish mallet immediately burst out of the glittering and translucent awn, which looked very dazzling against the dark stone.

Idleness was greatly surprised. He tried to inject the true Qi and Buddhist power before, but he didn't let the wooden fish hammer change. However, he immediately figured out that compared with Zhitong, his breath was very miscellaneous. There were not only Buddhist power, joyful heart demon Zen Sutra, but also the cultivation of truth in previous lives.

If it is explained by the saying of the world, the original method of cultivating truth in his body is the skill of Taoism, which is incompatible with Buddhism.

Moreover, not only that, the breath in his body was based on Taoism, and Buddha power was only added later. Therefore, although this wooden fish mallet was not exclusive to him, it could not be fully integrated.

However, Zhitong is different. His accomplishments are full of Buddhist power, which is incomparably pure. He has also practiced the happy heart demon Zen Sutra with wasted time, but he is based on Buddhist power. Therefore, there is no disharmony with this wooden fish hammer.

At the moment of wasting your understanding, the wooden fish hammer held in Zhitong's hand changed again.