Zhou Ming was depressed for several days, especially when he learned that Lao Liu forced the thunder to turn his blood body into a spell that day, his righteous spirit had to be sincerely admired. The more tragic Lao Liu died, the stronger Zhou Ming's self-blame was.

For a long time, Old Liu has been the one who is not very concerned, but he is paying attention to everyone in obscurity, giving comfort and help without asking for any reward. He should not even be involved in all this. In the end, he saved his life for their master and apprentice. In Zhou Ming's heart, he is an elder who treats himself well and a very good old man.

Originally, Wu Feng planned to go to Zhongnan Mountain when his injuries were almost healed, and buried Lao Liu's ashes in front of the tomb of Wu Daozi Zhenren, and fulfill his last wish in this life. However, Zhou Ming said that he must let Wu Feng wait for him. After his injuries healed, he would go to Zhongnan Mountain with him to bury Lao Liu's corpse. This is the only thing he can do to Lao Liu at present.

During the day, Wu Feng was treated by Xue Guidou while taking care of his senior brother. At night, he would take the yellow-haired monkey out secretly and run back to make up for his sleep when it was almost dawn. Either practice the Xuantian Sword Art, or carefully study the Yin-Yang Eight-Combination Infinite Marrow Cleansing Sutra. As his body recovers day by day, Wu Feng's cultivation is becoming more and more diligent. The Xuantian Sword Art has become more proficient. He has already broken through the first style of dragon sweeping thousands of troops, and the second style of white dragons coming out of water has also made some achievements.

However, Wu Feng was unable to comprehend the Infinite Marrow Cleansing Sutra of Yin and Yang. In this situation, Wu Feng could only understand the mystery of this technique and dare not actually operate it. When his body was in full swing, he could not control this skill. Even now, his body could not withstand the torture at all.

The yellow-haired monkey is still the same. It may be that the magic crystal bloodstone in its body has not been completely digested in its body. It has always been groggy and is leaning on Wu Feng's neck every day. It will only wake up when eating and drinking.

As for the little ghost baby, Master Xuankong once told him that last time in Shandong, it swallowed too much energy and fell into a deep sleep again. This time it may take longer, but it will not last longer. If you want it to sleep longer, you must find a monk with Buddhist cultivation to continue suppressing it with the Great Buddha Dharma.

Wu Feng told Master Lefan about this. Master Lefan could only express his helplessness. A few months ago, Master Lefan and Zenxin monks had suppressed the resentment and evil spirits of the little ghost baby together. They consumed too much of their mind power and had not recovered yet. They could not cast the spell again. They just asked Wu Feng to temporarily place the little ghost baby in the main hall of Dakong Temple, next to the Buddha statue of Sakyamuni, and receive the Buddhist teachings of hundreds of monks in Dakong Temple every day, and to wipe out the evil spirits and resentment of the little ghost baby little by little.

Wu Feng had no choice but to do it. As for whether it could work, Wu Feng had to leave it to fate.

Such a peaceful and calm life took four or five months in a row. Winter and spring came, and everything revived. Wu Feng and Zhou Ming each grew one year older.
Chapter completed!