Among the mountains, Ling Qing was walking in front holding the fly whisk.
The King of Ginseng behind him changed his body shape, turning his skin, beard and hair white, and was holding a pear staff with a purple-skinned gourd hanging on it.
He has quite an air of immortality.
This is when he heard that Ling Qing was going to travel the world, so he also thought about walking with Ling Qing.
I just happened to follow Lingqing and learn how to accumulate merit.
Now, although in order to become an immortal, he would inevitably have to enter the mortal world, but because of his previous experiences, he still did not dare to trust others easily.
It would be better to follow Ling Qing, at least although Ling Qing played tricks on him, he had no ill intentions towards him.
"Duan Lao, Pindao can take you some distance.
It's just that you still have to walk the road after that, and no one else can help you. "Ling Qing looked at King Shen and said.
Knowing that he wanted to walk in the world, he took the character "duan" as his surname and named him Chenxian.
It means to end the worldly world and transform into an immortal.
After hearing this, Duan Chenxian felt that this was the case, but he still had concerns in his heart.
Immediately he said: "I don't know if there is any way to teach me how to hide my roots?"
"I have a "Qingmu Spirit Transformation Technique" here, which can not only cultivate Qingmu Qi, but also refine a spiritual root into a magic weapon.
If you can modify it with the "Water and Fire Spirit Refinement Technique", you should be able to cover your own base. "Ling Qing casually passed on this technique to Duan Chenxian.
He didn't intend to refine Duan Chenxian into a magic weapon, but he wanted to test it.
If the grass and wood elves refine themselves into magical weapons, their physical bodies will be as powerful as the magical weapons.
While the two were talking, they suddenly saw an old monk with a white beard not far ahead, and a young monk running towards them.
"Old abbot, the wind is refreshing." The young monk said.
"Morning exercise is very beneficial to practicing inner alchemy." The old monk said.
“Senior has a childish face and fair hair, and walks as fast as flying, but he still breathes calmly and calmly, which shows that his practice has reached its peak.
How many years have you been practicing? asked the young monk.
"Haha, time leaves no one behind, and it's been two hundred years in the blink of an eye." The old monk asked with a smile: "What about you? Young man."
"Oh, I'm so ashamed. I've only been cultivating for more than 20 years. I'm not as good as Abbot, you can just cheat and change things."
The smiling face of the young monk suddenly changed, and he said coldly: "I can tell at a glance that you are not human!"
Then he suddenly flew up, pointed at the old monk and shouted: "You are so bold and evil, I want you to show your true colors."
The finger formulas in his hands changed, and he cursed in his mouth: "The mighty heavenly dragon, the great Luo Dharma mantra, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Bama Bang!"
I saw the golden light between his fingers and palms shining brightly, revealing the old monk's original appearance.
It turned out to be a spider spirit.
Ignoring his wails, the young monk threw out the purple gold alms bowl in his hand and shouted: "Look at my Da Luo golden bowl, take it!"
The golden bowl shot out a ray of Buddha light and collected the spider spirit inside.
The monk took the golden bowl and suddenly turned back to look at Ling Qing and Duan Chenxian.
"Amitabha! What kind of monsters are you two?"
"The monk is so murderous." Ling Qing shook the dust in his hand and took a step forward.
The golden light flashed in the monk's eyes, his gaze softened when he looked at Ling Qing, and he said: "It turns out he is a Taoist priest from the Sanqing Sect.
Just go away and don't stop the poor monk from subduing the demon. "
The monk also held a white silk whisk in his hand. After saying this, he waved the whisk and went straight to Duan Chenxian behind Ling Qing.
"Monster, reveal yourself!"
Ling Qing flicked Wanhua's fly whisk and stopped him in front of him.
When the monk saw it, he swept the fly whisk directly towards Ling Qing.
Whoosh whoosh~
There were bursts of sound breaking through the air.
The two whisk threads rolled like white dragons, entwining and twisting each other in mid-air.
Then Lingqing and the monk pulled hard, and the mana used the dust thread as a bridge and began to collide continuously.
boom!
During the surge of mana, the two whisks exploded.
Ling Qing swung the fly whisk and put it on his arm. It was a magic weapon and there was no damage at all.
The other party's whisk was nothing more than an ordinary product and had been blown into ashes.
"May I ask, monk, in which temple do you practice?" Ling Qing asked.
"Poor monk Jinshan Temple Fahai!" the monk said, throwing away the remaining dust handle in his hand.
Although Ling Qing was mentally prepared, he was still filled with doubts after hearing this.
This monk Fahai is a little different from what he imagined?
Not to mention that his appearance is too young, even his cultivation level is only at the peak of human immortality.
Where is the appearance of the Earthly Immortal of Three Tribulations about to ascend?
"I heard that Zen Master Fahai of Jinshan Temple has profound Buddhist teachings, as if he were an Arhat in the world, but I didn't know..." Lingqing asked.
"Buddhism cannot be said to be profound, but the poor monk is Fahai. Can this be false?" Fahai looked at Lingqing with a serious face and said: "You are a Taoist who indulges in evildoers. It seems that you are also a demon.
Let the poor monk take you in now, so that you won't have to help the demon to do harm again.
Kasaya! "
After saying that, he swung his cassock behind him and turned it into a big curtain that covered the sky and covered Ling Qing.
It turns out that when Lingqing stopped Fahai just now, Duanchenxian had already taken the opportunity to escape.
He hasn't practiced much other magic in the past two thousand years, so he specializes in this escape method.
Last time, Ling Qing had not secretly used the Hunyuan Banner to activate the energy between heaven and earth and turn it into a restriction.
The entire Qibao Mountain was imprisoned, and he had escaped long ago.
This time there was no one to stop him, he had already gone somewhere.
Lingqing knew that his escape technique was powerful, so he stopped caring about him when he saw the cassock that was about to cover him.
He shook the whisk, and the dust suddenly exploded into a fluff of fine threads.
Every strand of dust shimmered with magical light, turning into a world in front of him.
He pulled out the whisk again, and the world was shaken and exploded violently.
It was as if a world-destroying power poured out from it, rushing towards the cassock like a torrent.
Boom!
The cassock on top of the energy bulges high and flies into the air. No matter how Fa Hai urges it, it cannot slow down at all.
Even if you want to take back your cassock, you can't.
"I see that your eyes are full of murderous intent. You don't look like a monk who reads sutras and chants Buddha's name. You look more like a robber who kills people and sets fires." Ling Qing looked at Fahai and said, "It would be better if you follow the poor path and recite sutras and calm down your mind. Practice.”
After saying that, a big hand of vitality stretched out from behind him and grabbed Fahai.
"Hmph, you demon, you dare to confuse people with your evil words here, prepare to be punished." Fahai simply threw away his cassock and shouted.
"The mighty heavenly dragon and Prajna Buddhas, look at my great golden bowl!"
With one finger, he changed the formula, and with the other hand, he threw the purple gold alms bowl towards Ling Qing.
As soon as the golden bowl was taken off his hand, it turned into a golden light and shattered Lingqing's innate grappling hand with a bang.
"Um?"
Ling Qing was slightly startled when he saw this. His spell was made from innate energy. What kind of magic weapon could directly break it up?
However, through the eyes of Dongzhen Dharma, I can see the Buddha's light on the golden bowl that is as real as a living thing and as agile as a living being.
He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and at the same time a flash of understanding flashed through him.
"It's actually a Buddhist spiritual treasure?!"
