Chapter 86 Bodhidharma's Face!

"Lin Feng, I forgot to tell you that the person who really saved you that day was not only Fan Tiangang, but also someone who almost lost his right arm in order to save you."

After Lin Feng joked with Song Zhuang, Song Zhuang frowned and his tone became serious. If there was no such person that day, Lin Feng would surely die.

After Lin Feng watched Song Zhuang's face suddenly become solemn, his face also became gloomy. He vaguely guessed who this person was. Lin Feng fell silent, did not speak, but flew directly in the opposite direction of Song Zhuang.

Song Zhuang watched Lin Feng disappear beside him, sighed and said: "I hope you can make Bodhidharma not disappointed, Bodhidharma's blocking is all on you."

Lin Feng flew above Dharma's palace, felt the demonic aura of the small world, and shouted to the sky: "Senior Dharma, I have something to tell you."

"come in"

Before Lin Feng could finish his sentence, there was a cold shout from the sky above the palace, and then a black demonic energy swept out, and Lin Feng was placed in a space full of demonic energy, which was Bodhidharma's small world.

Bodhidharma stood in the center of the space, under the iron mask, Bodhidharma watched Lin Feng quietly, and said in a deep voice, "You know I'm injured?"

"When Song Zhuang said it, I should have guessed it. Can you show me your injury, senior?"

Lin Feng looked at Bodhidharma with a guilty expression, and looked at the whole body of the latter, but found no obvious injuries. The injury Lin Feng heard from Song Zhuang was on his right arm.

Bodhidharma raised his head slightly, stared at Lin Feng for a long time without saying a word, but finally Bodhidharma stretched out his right hand, revealing the glistening bones.

At first glance, Lin Feng was taken aback. If he didn't look at the person, he would have thought it was a bone. Bodhidharma's right arm had almost no flesh, and it was all bones.

Di Shu's fatal blow was so powerful that Bodhidharma of the same level would be seriously injured.

Lin Feng looked at the frightening injuries, and his heart was full of guilt. Bodhidharma was not related to him. Although he accepted himself as the head disciple, he did not have a teacher who called him. Now that he was in danger, Bodhidharma did not hesitate to offend Emperor Shu Taking the risk to save myself, we must not forget this feeling, Lin Feng thought.

"Mr. Bodhidharma, I owe you my life." Lin Feng took a deep breath and shouted at Bodhidharma with fists in his hands.

Bodhidharma raised his brows slightly. Hearing that Lin Feng's tone and name had changed when addressing him, he was originally a senior, but now he is Teacher Bodhidharma. Perhaps this was also a comfort.

Bodhidharma chuckled, waved his hands and said, "It's okay, if you have the strength in the future, just give me an arm of Emperor Feishu, and it will take a while for my arm to recover."

"Don't lie to me, the body hurt by the holy power will not heal easily." Lin Feng shook his head with a heavy face, and shouted in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Bodhidharma fell into silence, he just didn't want Lin Feng to bear too much psychological pressure.

"Lin Feng, can you...can you make me a promise?"

After being silent for a long time, Bodhidharma's tone suddenly hesitated, and his confidence was a little lacking, which made Lin Feng a little confused, but Bodhidharma had a request, and Lin Feng had no reason not to agree, no matter how difficult things were, Lin Feng would do it, just because Bodhidharma gave took his own life.

"Teacher Dharma, tell me"

Lin Feng nodded and looked at Bodhidharma.

Bodhidharma took a deep breath, and made a move that Lin Feng never expected, that is, stretched out his hand and took off the mask.

Lin Feng froze in place completely, staring blankly at Bodhidharma's face, what kind of face is this? Lin Feng has never seen it in this life.

A handsome face, with one black and one gold on the left and right sides, the black face is full of demon energy, and the golden face is filled with holy power, and these two kinds of energy are comparable, making the whole face distorted.

"Teacher Bodhidharma, you...?" Lin Feng's eyes were shocked, and he didn't know how to ask.

"Don't be surprised, it's not that I wear a mask so mysteriously, it's because I can't really see people with my face," Dharma sighed.

"What's going on here?" Lin Feng asked with a gloomy tone, frowning.

"Di Shu, when Di Shu tried to become the Supreme Elder, I have to fight against the power of holiness every day. As long as my magic power retreats a little, the golden color will advance an inch, and my face will fade away. an inch of rot"

The tone of Bodhidharma's speech was full of anger, even reaching the level of ferocious resentment.

At this time, Lin Feng also fully knew that Emperor Shu's method was really so vicious, not only for himself, but for all those who could become the Supreme Elder, because becoming the Supreme Elder would pose a threat to him.

Dishu's mind is so small, not as big as an ant, but such a person is the one chosen by nature, the one chosen by God.

"Lin Feng, I need you to give me a promise." Bodhidharma picked up the mask and put it on again, continuing to maintain the black mystery, but seeing Lin Feng's real face, he only felt heartache and anger at this moment.

"Teacher Dharma, tell me."

"When you have the strength, you must kill Emperor Shu and avenge me." Bodhidharma clenched his fists forcefully, and Lin Feng's heart throbbed with the clenched palm, and the magic of the small world twitched even more , somewhat irrepressible.

"I promise you." After being silent for a moment, Lin Feng finally nodded and agreed to Bodhidharma's request. In fact, even if he didn't mention this request, he and Dishu were enemies of life and death.

Di Shu and himself are a natural choice, a person who is abandoned by nature, a person who possesses holy power, and a person who is a forbidden body. There will inevitably be a duel in the end, but this is a protracted battle.

"Okay, I'll wait for your promise to be fulfilled." Bodhidharma nodded, his tone regained some sense, but the demonic energy in his body was still rolling.

"Well, Mr. Bodhidharma, let me heal your arm first. My forbidden power has the effect of flesh and bones." Lin Feng nodded, then took a few steps forward, looking at the bones of Bodhidharma's arm and said.

Hearing this, Bodhidharma hesitated for a while, and finally listened to Lin Feng's suggestion, let Lin Feng heal him, otherwise it would take a long time to recover with his skill alone.

As for the holy power on his face is too strong, with Lin Feng's current strength, he can't suppress it at all, let alone destroy this holy power, he can only try it when he reaches Dacheng Shenghuang.

Lin Feng walked in front of Bodhidharma, and Bodhidharma sat on the ground with his legs crossed.

Lin Feng transformed his fist into a palm, and shot out forbidden power from his left palm. A surge of magical forbidden power rushed into Bodhidharma's meridians. Bodhidharma groaned, his body felt a little uncomfortable, and even felt severe pain, but Dharma gritted his teeth and held back.

Lin Feng's taboo power passed through the meridians and entered Dharma's right arm to repair the right arm injured by the holy power. Gradually, the right arm began to bleed, and Dharma felt an itchy feeling and some heat.

Bodhidharma glanced at his right arm, and found that the place where there were many bones had become a bloody blur, and flesh began to grow gradually.

Lin Feng could not increase the power of taboo, for fear of arousing the agitation of the holy power on Bodhidharma's face, and it would be even more difficult if Bodhidharma's face could not suppress the holy power.

Lin Feng had been instilling the power of taboo in Bodhidharma, and a few hours passed in the blink of an eye.

Finally, after five hours, Lin Feng took a deep breath, withdrew his palm, and the power of taboo disappeared.

Bodhidharma opened his eyes and looked at his right arm. Although there were still bones, it was much better. Flesh and flesh had grown in many places, especially the palm, which was completely healed.

Bodhidharma clenched his fists and moved briefly, no different from before.

"Hey, the power of taboo is indeed domineering, but the so-called holy power is extremely vicious and corrupts the human body."