Fellow Daoist, come with me

Chapter 38

Wang Delun was startled when he heard the flute. He knew what he had done. He concealed nearly ten pieces of news about the Bitao Buddha herb alone, even the 300-year-old Bitao Buddha. With two plants!It turned out that it was just an obsession with ghosts, and had no intention of harming others. Because of the promise of the man, he followed the order of the man just now, and it was only to delay time.Huanwu, the master of the Zhaozhou Pavilion, is a special existence in the pavilion. The ancestor and the head of the pavilion are the only ones in the six pavilions. Sometimes even the Zhou Pavilion has to stand aside. In this case, if the head of the pavilion If he abdicates, Na Huanwu will definitely be the best candidate for the next head.His aptitude is limited, and his practice has almost come to an end at this stage, and now he has no more than a few decades of life left, but he still wants to live, and now he only needs a marrow-replenishing Qi pill, which can make him go further and extend his life by 500 Year.There is this precious pill in the pavilion, and the pills are all up to the eighth grade, so it will not be used on him, a person with ordinary aptitude! In addition, the master of Pavilion Huanwu has always been a person with boundless arrogance. No one can befriend him.If you work hard from him, it's better to go directly to the treasure room.

After Wang Delun did this, there is no room for him to regret it.Yesterday he managed to fool around, and now this bad guy said this again, wouldn't he be shocked and angry?But because he was able to find himself and give a portrait of himself without meeting him, it is already a shocking ability, how can Wang Delun not be afraid?And now that this little monk can make the headmaster believe in his ability after only a mere integration period, it is definitely not a good match.Don't let this son succeed!

As soon as his mind turned, Wang Delun became murderous. Now as long as this son dies, the head of the sect will suspect him, but since no items were found yesterday, he can't do anything to him easily, otherwise, the head of the cabinet will be chilled .Thinking so, Wang Delun's eyes flashed fiercely, and he raised his hand to kill the flute, but before he could make a move, a voice came from a distance: "Fellow Daoist, can you really do it?"

The expressions of the three of them moved, Jing Ting and Chu Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, but Wang Delun was even more shocked, and everything was added!That voice was Xun Jia, and the three of them looked towards the door, but there was no sign of Xun Jia, but after a blink of an eye, Xun Jia stepped into the hall.

Chu Xiao raised his eyebrows: "It's true or not, you'll know once you try it."

Before Xun Jia could respond, Wang Delun burst into tears: "Master, is it possible that you want to humiliate me to this point with the light words of other people?" Yes, he was frightened by the flute. If someone really found him, with the attention the sect master attaches to Master Huanwu, one can imagine his fate.Relying on the fact that the sect leader still remembered what happened back then, Wang Delun wanted to make a final fight, lifted his robe and wanted to kneel down.

It's a pity that he underestimated Huanwu's status. When Xun Jia raised his hand slightly, Wang Delun straightened up involuntarily, unable to kneel down any more. Xun Jia's voice was gentle and gentle, showing a sense of closeness and comfort: "Wang Zhang Why did the matter come to this point, you and I both know that you have a clear conscience, and now it is not suspicious of you to ask the little fellow Taoist to make a fortune, but in order to find Bitao Buddha, if you can find the best, there is no loss if you can't find it. If you are loyal, you should be considerate of me!"

Xun Jia is the head of the sect, and he is a powerful figure in the fit period. Such a tone really gave Wang Delun a lot of face. Normally, Wang Delun would have a big grin, but now he can only smile wryly: "But The head is in charge."

Xun Jia turned around with a smile: "Please trouble little fellow Taoist."

Blowing flute and pursing lips: "It's not too much trouble, ten catties of golden tripod phantom bones, one hundred catties of supreme black jade, ten drops of Sanqing Buddha's blood, thank you."

Although these three things are rare, they are all good things, especially the last Sanqing Buddha blood, which is something that can be encountered but not sought after. In a temple that has been passed down for more than 3000 years, if there is one thing that sits on the seat every day It was worshiped by people before, and it can condense the essence of Qi in the body. It is called Sanqing Buddha Blood. Utensils, alchemy, talismans, if such things are found, the success rate can be increased to eighty to ninety percent.

Xun Jia answered without frowning. Satisfied with playing the flute, he stopped talking and immediately took out a bodhi tree branch to deduce. This time Wang Delun was by his side, so it took less effort to play the flute. After a quarter of an hour, he will The bodhi tree branch was placed horizontally in his hand, and he muttered a mantra in his mouth.

That feeling was really strange, the three of them could hear every word he said clearly, it was even a complete sentence, but they couldn't understand the various meanings anyway, they only felt that there was a wonderful rhythm in it, and it was very pleasant to hear. The more careful it is, the more it will affect your mind, make people ignorant, and attract people's yearning, so they just want to keep listening.Xun Jia was horrified at once, he had reached a perfect fit, and it was difficult for him to be affected by trivial matters, situations, and words, so that he could feel something, but now, the voice of the little monk seemed to be full of infinite temptation, making him involuntarily Immersed in it, shaking his mind, how could this not shock Xun Jia, and after feeling it carefully, he discovered some unbelievable things!When he broke through distraction and entered the fusion period, he was fortunate enough to have an epiphany, and he clearly felt the law of heaven and earth. His whole body was as if he was in the starry sky, and the entire Lilin world was at his feet, and densely packed lines criss-crossed beside him. However, there are thousands of changes, and the mysterious and mysterious feeling seems to have washed the whole person's heart, and brought his state of mind to a higher level from the inside to the outside. What he didn't understand before is like enlightenment, and it is clear at a glance.But now he actually found the subtle fluctuation of the law of heaven and earth from the voice of this little monk!Although it is very small, it does exist!

Xun Jia looked at Chu Xiao with deep and unfathomable eyes: Who is this little monk? !

Xun Jia didn't know what he was thinking about playing the flute. He was completely immersed in the incantation at this time. Following his voice, the tree branch shone with brilliance, trembling slightly with the tone, and when the rhythm stopped, the bodhi branch With a flash of Shang Huaguang, he spun around, and after two turns, he pointed in one direction.

Chuixiao raised his head, looked around the three of them, threw out the Zizhuxiao first, and jumped up: "Follow me."

Xun Jia took a deep look at Chuxiao, and then followed him. He didn't use any magic weapons, just strolled on the ground, and followed easily.It's so leisurely to walk around in the courtyard, and when you see Chuxiao, it's impossible to say you're not envious, and you only hope that when he can travel thousands of miles in an instant.

The linden branch in his hand is spinning flexibly, and the flute follows it all the way, and it walks quickly. In the time of a cup of tea, the linden branch trembles and trembles, and refuses to go any further, and the flute will know it out of place.He took the purple bamboo flute and landed in a courtyard. He was not familiar with Zhaozhou Pavilion at all, so naturally he didn't know where he came from, but Xun Jia's face gradually turned ugly, because he just came to this place yesterday Pass.It is Qianjimen!

Wang Delun still had a little bit of luck now, he didn't see anything when the headmaster came yesterday, as long as he survives this moment, he will be safe, and there will be a reason to kill this little bastard at that time, so as to avoid bad things in the future!Thinking of this, Wang Delun snorted coldly: "The head of the sect has arrived in person yesterday, is there still a need to search?"

It has to be said that Wang Delun's words had other meanings. If he couldn't find the flute, there would be no good fruit to eat. If he could find it, wouldn't it mean that Xun Jia had no eyes?Xun Jia naturally thought of this too, and his expression became a little subtle.

Chui Xiao turned around and stood with his hands behind his back, with a slight smile on his handsome face: "To be able to make a palm, first, you need ability; second, you need domineering; third, you need to be tolerant, fellow Taoist What do you think?"

This was a blatant flattery, which made Wang Delun's face crack. When he said this, it seemed that he thought that the head of the sect had no room for others, and the head of the king would not speak anymore.

With Xun Jia present, the blowpipe was unimpeded all the way, and he entered the warehouse of Qianjimen directly. The warehouse is divided into five rooms - Tian, ​​Di, Xuan, Huang, and Ren, which are classified according to the grade of the items. The herringbone room The lowest, logically speaking, the 300-year-old Pitao Buddha can be positioned at the lowest level, and it needs to be stored well. However, the linden branch will lead people to the herringbone room, where it is all for the fusion period The following disciples prepared it. Usually, the things in the warehouse were piled up in front of Xun Jia's eyes, and he didn't even bother to take a look at them.

No matter what grade the blow flute is, he went back into the herringbone warehouse, and soon the linden branch stopped on the shelf marked 'Elixir', pointing at a box made of green boy wood. Without further ado, he took it down and opened it.There was a milky white plant in it, and three paper strips the thickness of willow leaves grew from the root, which was very beautiful.

However, this is not Bitao Buddha grass, but Sutra Buddha grass. The name and appearance are extremely similar to Bitao Buddha grass, but the two plants can still be recognized at a glance. There is a bright blue vein in the leaves of Bitao Buddha grass. Like a galaxy.

Both Jing Ting and Xun Jia looked at Chu Xiao, but Jing Ting thought that Chu Xiao had confused two elixir plants, so he hesitated to remind: "This is Buddhist scripture herb."

Wang Delun looked at Xun Jia's face, even though he felt infinite fear of blowing flute in his heart, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, so he couldn't help mocking: "Fellow Taoist, I'd better figure out the Lianjing Buddha grass and Bitao Buddha grass before I come back." Well, it's really ridiculous!"

Chui Xiao glanced at Wang Delun, with a half-smile in his eyes: "This is Bitao Buddha Herb." The affirmation in his tone made Wang Delun's heart skip a beat, did he know something?

Xun Jia's eyes moved, and he couldn't help but look carefully at the elixir that he had never looked at carefully. His expression changed when he looked at it. Wang Delun stopped paying attention to Xun Jia all the time. He ran away, but before he took a few steps, Xun Jia grabbed his shoulder: "Go down and try to escape, it's too late!"

Before Jingting could react, Wang Delun's eyeballs had already popped out, and he couldn't move anywhere.Chuxiao smiled, looked carefully at the 'Jing Buddha Grass' in his hand, and then found a small Jianmu knife, gently pressed the blade on the leaf, and drew along the central vein, with a light stroke, the leaf strips Split in two from the tip to the root of the leaf, a bright blue vein like a galaxy emerges through the body, and dots of light condense in it, like stars twinkling.

It was only then that Jingting suddenly realized that the Bitao Buddhist grass had been covered with a layer of sutra Buddhist grass by some means. .

Master is saved!Apart from Jingting's ecstasy, he could only describe the flute's divination method in awe.

Yin Xuanhuang sat on the cloud, looking at Xun Jia's smiling face below, his eyes gradually turned cold.