Chapter 2509 Whitebait (Two More)

When he woke up, the Dayuan Mirror took a look at it, but it was a quiet valley, with birds singing and flowers fragrant, and a stream gurgling, a pleasant scenery, like a paradise, and it was very refreshing to see.

He found that his injury seemed to be healed, and quickly looked down at his chest. The original hole had healed, and the appearance of the wound could hardly be seen.

Dayuan Jingzhi looked around carefully, then looked up at the sky, concentrating on sensing for a moment, finally shook his head, according to his feeling, he should have been in a coma for three days, and within three days, when he didn't use the kung fu and the Kurong Sutra, he unexpectedly The recovery is really miraculous and unimaginable.

The source of everything may be the old man who was fishing by the pool.

The old man was thin and slender, with silver-white hair, a clear face, benevolent brows and kind eyes. He looked like a virtuous and eminent monk, sitting quietly by the pool, holding a fishing rod motionless. A gust of wind came slowly. Calm as a mirror.

The water pool does not have any waves, just like an ancient mirror lying quietly, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds.

Chu Li's big circle mirror wisely contemplated the old man, wanting to penetrate his heart, but was blocked by an invisible force. The old man's body seemed to be hazy, like an incarnation of brilliance, unable to see clearly.

Chu Li frowned. This old man possessed thaumaturgy and had a profound cultivation base, but on the surface he looked like a person who did not know martial arts. It was obvious that the thaumaturgy was amazing, with the ability to conceal his aura and restrain his cultivation base.

If it wasn't for his Dayuan Jingzhi, he would really be deceived.

He thought it might be because he was healed by the old man, and he was able to heal such serious injuries as himself. It was obvious that he possessed an elixir or a holy hand of healing. No matter what, he saved his life.

Without his treatment, I am afraid that I am already dead and can't die anymore, and I don't even have a chance to be resurrected. Sometimes it is really hard to tell whether the Kurong Sutra can work.

He coughed lightly, breaking the tranquility of the valley.

The thin old man sat motionless by the pool, like a stone sculpture.

Chu Li didn't make another sound, and quickly checked his body. Apart from being weaker and his cultivation base took a step back, he had no other injuries.

Sure enough, he observed carefully again with Dayuan Jingzhi, every time he noticed that there was nothing unusual about his body, he breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that the old man would do something while he was in a coma.

The so-called guard against others is indispensable, and Chu Li did not give up his vigilance just because the old man saved his life.

A quarter of an hour later, the old man shook lightly, and suddenly a white and flawless silver fish flew out of the pool and landed on the grass next to it, struggling to jump, jumping one foot high, full of strength.

Chu Li frowned. This whitebait was a bit weird, far stronger than ordinary fish, it looked small but was full of strength.

The silver-haired old man stretched out his hand lightly, and the silver fish stopped struggling and remained motionless.

He got up, picked up the whitebait, and tossed it lightly.

The whitebait fell into an earthen pot not far away. The earthen pot was filled with water, and the charcoal fire underneath was quickly ignited, and then the fish began to cook. After a while, the fragrance overflowed, and it didn't smell like fish at all.

Chu Li was itchy all over due to the strange fragrance, so he got up and got out of bed and came to the earthen jar, and bowed with fists together: "Thank you, senior!"

The silver-haired old man kept staring at the crock pot, and he didn't seem to care about his clasped fists and saluted. He waved his hand and continued to stare at the crock pot: "Needless to say, it's just a matter of little effort, can the injury recover?"

Chu Li nodded and said: "It will be good after a while."

"It's not easy to take care of your body." The silver-haired old man said lightly.

He kept staring at the crock, as if looking at a peerless treasure, and ignored the bubbling heat, just staring at the crock.

Chu Li sighed: "Senior saw it."

"Soul lotus." The silver-haired old man said indifferently: "There are advantages and disadvantages."

Chu Li nodded.

He practiced the Ksitigarbha Wheel Sutra and the Dry Glory Sutra, so he naturally knew the beauty of Yin and Yang intergeneration, no matter how wonderful the soul lotus is, it is impossible to be without flaws, just like there is no perfect person in the world.

The soul lotus is incomparably wonderful, but its flaws are also extremely fatal.

The silver-haired old man said: "Your fate is good. If you meet this old man and change someone else, you really can't do anything about Hunlian."

Chu Li said: "Dare to ask senior, how to cure it?"

This is what he is most concerned about, and he can act according to the law even if he is injured in the future.

"It's this fish." The silver-haired old man pointed to the earthen pot, and said calmly: "The Nine Underworld Fish is a rare treasure in the world, and it is specially used to make up for the damage of the soul lotus. Without this kind of fish, it is almost impossible for the soul lotus to recover."

Chu Li frowned and said, "Senior, do you know why Soul Lotus has such a defect?"

"Who knows." The silver-haired old man said indifferently: "Every drink and peck is determined by God."

Chu Li nodded slowly, the mystery of this is really beyond words, only the power of good fortune.

"Then senior, how did you know that there is a Nine Underworld Fish that can heal the soul lotus?" Chu Li asked.

The silver-haired old man said: "Of course I heard it,... I didn't expect it to be effective, and it can be regarded as your luck."

Chu Li cupped his fists: "Thank you, senior."

"Stop rambling, sit down, drink this can and you'll be done!" The silver-haired old man waved his hands impatiently, his eyes still fixed on the earthen jar.

Chu Li sat down beside the old man according to his words, looked at the gurgling earthen pot and asked, "I haven't asked the senior's name yet."

"Gu Sitong." The silver old man snorted, "Noisy!"

Chu Li could only remain silent, watching the gurgling sound of the earthen pot getting louder and the aroma getting more and more alluring, he almost couldn't help but want to reach out and grab it, and swallow it regardless of whether it's hot or not.

Gu Sitong glanced at him and said coldly: "Not yet!"

Chu Li nodded.

Time passed by with the sound of gurgling water, and he felt that the days were like years, and every second was a great torment. The fragrance from the earthen jar had a fatal temptation for him, which he could not resist. He had never been so eager to get it.

He is still awake even at this time, and the Tathagata is not moving. He clearly knows that this is probably the instinctive reaction of the soul lotus to the nine dark fish, which directly affects him, and the body affects the mind.

Fortunately, his soul is strong enough to not be affected by his body, but his sober mind does not help to alleviate the feeling of suffering.

It was only half an hour, but he felt that his body had been trembling slightly for more than a year, and his uncontrollable strong desire almost overwhelmed his sobriety. If it wasn't for the great day Tathagata, he would have rushed forward.

"Okay." Gu Sitong suddenly lifted the earthen pot away from the coals, and the original bubbling heat permeated the air.

Gu Si slapped the jar with the same palm. If Chu Li hadn't been awake, he would have stepped forward to stop him, for fear of spilling the jar of fish on the ground.

"Bang!" The white gas in the crock suddenly turned upside down, and they got into the crock one after another.

Only then did Gu Sitong nodded in satisfaction, and handed it to Chu Li: "Take it, drink it in one gulp!"

Chu Li hurriedly reached out to pick it up, heaved a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Thank you, Senior Gu!"

"Drink this can, and you can leave." Gu Sitong said calmly: "It should be cured."

Chu Li hurriedly nodded.

He quickly opened the lid of the jar and wanted to drink the soup, but he realized that the jar was not hot, not as hot as he imagined, but not only not hot but rather cold.

PS: The update is complete.