After boarding a short-distance spacecraft similar to the near-Earth space shuttle, Luo Binhan still tried to dissuade the other two from their crazy behavior. Momolo always glows with joy and exudes a hopeless fanboy temperament. So Luo Binhan directly targeted Yaleriga.
He kept talking nonsense, and it seemed that Yaleriga finally got tired of it. So she stood up and pulled Luo Binhan into the toilet.
She locked Luo Binhan and herself in a single room, which scared Luo Binhan and immediately began to apologize.
"I just want to avoid Momolo." Yaleriga said, "The underground exchange we are looking for should be on the Lotus Tree Star."
Luo Binhan suddenly forgot his escape plan. He asked in surprise: "How did you know? That piece of paper said this?"
"The answer is the desert, the night, and the monks."
"What?"
"Conventional species refer to spiritual fields as seas and waves." Yaleriga said in a confused manner, "The corresponding logical side is land, beaches, and deserts."
Luo Binhan looked at her inexplicably. Yaleriga took out the piece of paper from his pocket and pointed at the epiphyllum on it.
"This game is called Flower Telltale." She explained, "Where did I come from? Most of the epiphyllums in the star layer are native to the desert, which is a hint to the rational side; when did I bloom? Gate City It has entered eternal daylight, and you can only see the night when you come to the Outer Harbor."
Luo Binhan probably understood, and he turned to the third question: "Who should I give it to?"
"It refers to the monk. Epiphyllum falls in love with a monk and blooms briefly over and over again for the person she loves. This is a story that is circulated in many places. Some people think that the prototype of the monk in the song is Sanglian."
"That's outrageous!" Luo Binhan criticized on the spot, "Sun Wukong doesn't even have a girlfriend anymore. Is it okay for Tang Monk to take the lead in picking up girls? Are you not afraid of goblins cooking up a mandarin duck pot?"
"Women like dangerous things." Yaleriga said.
Luo Binhan didn't dare to talk back to this dangerous woman. He hid a few steps towards the door dejectedly, and was about to scream, when he suddenly came back to his senses.
"Wait a minute," he said in confusion, "does this have anything to do with you asking Momolo to buy soil? Aren't we going to find a dragon?"
"He likes Sanglian very much. If he finds someone doing bad things in Sanglian's name, it will make him depressed. We can distract him with the land purchase. Maybe then he won't notice. There’s a connection here.”
Luo Binhan was a little surprised. He never thought that Yalailiga would consider Momolo's feelings. To be precise, he often regarded Yalailiga as a shadow of Jing Huang.
"Besides, he has saved a lot of savings." Yaleriga added, "We have to let him use it up in time, otherwise we will start to be short of people when he pays off the compensation. In fact, repairing the ship is not expensive. As long as I grab enough materials, I can do it. What we need is cheap labor."
"...Does your young master know about this?"
"I am in charge of the ship's affairs. The captain only cares about where to go." Yaleriga said without any worries, "I will arrange all the personnel matters."
Luo Binhan looked at the other party with a new eye. It seemed that he didn't realize who the true owner of the Silence was until this moment.
About half an hour later they landed on the polyhedral satellite. When Luo Binhan walked out of the cabin door and exit of the station, he saw a white marble stone archway in front of him. Many people with wide robes and long sleeves carrying magical weapons walked through the square. Most of them have long flowing hair, crowns with precious hairpins, and are surrounded by auspicious clouds or thousands of auspicious lights as they walk.
"Fuck," Luo Binhan said, "Are you dreaming of returning to the film and television city?"
Yaleriga looked at him with interest: "You don't like it here? I thought you would feel very friendly."
"It's not bad. Mainly because I have worked so hard to travel through so many places, but in the end I have to watch costume dramas. Isn't this a waste of time? Isn't it easier to watch TV than to come here?"
"You know they are all real contract types, right?"
"So what? Isn't that the young master of your family?"
"The captain is different from them." Yaleriga said, "They are of the universal type. Spiritual roots, spiritual consciousness, spiritual energy... Classificationally speaking, they are psykers. If you live in their star plane And with certain physical modifications, you can also learn their abilities.”
Luo Binhan is not very interested in this at the moment. He wanted to ask how Jing Huang was doing in comparison, but Yaleriga had already taken the lead in the direction of the archway. They came to the archway and Luo Binhan saw some square characters carved on the top and left and right of the archway. At first glance, it looks like seal calligraphy, but every word is different.
"What are you writing about?" Luo Binhan asked.
Momolo raised his head to read, and the light on him became brighter and brighter, almost dazzling Luo Binhan.
"The mulberry field has turned into the White Lotus Pond, and the sea of suffering still lingers with the soul of the spirit guard." He chanted from right to left, and finally looked at the top, "——Lian Shushan Jingshan Miaofa Temple."
Luo Binhan couldn't help but feel dizzy. He couldn't remember the last time he went to the temple to burn incense. It may have been that year when I accompanied a group of relatives to pray for blessings, but at that time the climate in the mountains was cold and hazy, and there was a choking smell of smoke everywhere, which almost made Luo Binhan faint. From then on, he had an indelible shadow on temples and incense.
They crossed the square and began to climb the long, slender and steep mountain steps. On the way, people often came forward to sell them all kinds of products, such as elixirs, incense, spiritual jades, and orbs. With strange names like "Stone" and "Shuiyuan Rejuvenating Grass", Luo Binhan almost thought he had returned to his hometown.
When they finally got rid of the salesman on the mountainside, Yaleriga asked with a sinister smile: "Do you want to buy some medicine?"
"No need, really no need." Luo Binhan gasped in pain, "My kidneys are very good."
"What they sell can really improve your physical condition... although there may be some side effects."
"Can you make me form a golden elixir that will make me immortal?"
Luo Binhan just talked casually, and what surprised him was that Yaleriga completely understood the word Jindan. She replied: "That kind of outer elixir will only be sold in Yunzhong City. If you want the inner elixir, you need a spiritual field environment and a large amount of spiritual energy resources that conform to their cultivation model. The total value can be converted into approximately 300 million Wisdom Coin——Also, the golden elixir cannot stop you from aging. The average life span of the golden elixir phase people in various star-level spiritual civilizations is about three hundred to five hundred years, depending on the strength of their respective spiritual fields."
"There is actually a golden elixir? Wouldn't that make you crazy?"
"Only a specific type of civilization is interested in this." Yaleriga said, "If you purchase life repair services at the White Tower at the same price, they can transform your whole body and re-cultivate your organs to ensure that you live to eight years old. Contract termination period for those over 100 years of age.”
Luo Binhan was quite disappointed, but he felt that he was still young and was not eager to extend his life, so he quickly left the golden elixir and elixir behind and continued to move towards the top of the mountain panting. The gravity of this planet was just right, the air was perfect for him, and there was even an unknown gray sky. There was nothing particularly unpleasant except for the cold, clammy mountain fog.
They soon reached the top of the mountain. There really is an elegant and beautiful temple there. The outer wall has green walls and glazed tiles, and a few mulberry tree branches poke out. Looking from the open temple door, there are scattered shadows in the small courtyard in front of the temple, fish are swimming in the pond, and a creature like a civet cat is lying on the edge of the pond and taking a nap.
Everything looked ordinary except for the soil on the ground, which was a strange, deep reddish-brown color like rust.
A strange man with cloth strips, chicken feet and garlic tied all over his body walked out of the temple. He murmured in his mouth, then knelt down on the ground and kissed the dark red soil devoutly.
"What is he doing?" Luo Binhan asked, "Pilgrimage?"
Before he could get an answer, the weirdo had already picked up a handful of dirt from the ground and gulped it down under Luo Binhan's shocked gaze.
