Aiguo looked at Xia Huanxiang and Futan Monk and reached an agreement in a few words.
Monk Futan promised to send some rare treasures of heaven and earth to Xia Huanxiang, and Xia Huanxiang accompanied him to the ruins of Shangyang to search for medicinal herbs.
Then the two of them happily set off to Leyden City.
Aiguo couldn't help but guess, could it be that the character of Lord God this time is a lover of money?
"Boss, why did you agree to him?" However, Aiguo doesn't plan to submit the answer now. He would like to take a closer look and ask more questions.
Xia Huanxiang said easily: "Since that Hua'erqing has a grudge against this monk, he might come looking for him again." Just wait and see, Monk Futan is the one.
"Oh." Patriot suddenly understood, it turned out to be like this.
But it has to sneer at this: this monk Futan is really unorthodox, and he is a monk who even brings tempting benefits.
Futan's evil spirit is still in progress, and almost half of his cultivation is used to contain the evil spirit. Therefore, he just took a few steps slowly before, like an old cow that can't walk. Now Youxia wants to lend a helping hand and rush on. The speed finally returned to normal.
In the eyes of the monks, ten miles of land only lasts for a few seconds.
When they arrived at Leyden City, the sun was still high.
Many monks have come to Leiden City in the past two days. The city is very lively and the inn has become tense.
Fortunately, Monk Fu Tan was a capable Buddhist, so he had to buy two upper rooms for him and Xia Huan to stay.
Xia Wan wanted to see how early it was outside, and wanted to ask Futan whether she would stay in the room or go out for a walk. Before she could open her mouth, Futan bowed to her and said, "Donor Xia, please help yourself."
Xia Huanxiang directly threw away the previous question and tilted his head: "Do you know my last name?"
Futan smiled and replied: "Of course I know."
Xia Huanxiang nodded, feeling better about his senses. It's not easy. Many people don't know her name. Anyone who can remember her name deserves a good look from her.
"Then are you going to rest in the room, or do you want to go outside for a walk?"
"Donor Xia, there is no need to call the poor monk like this. Futan is ashamed." Futan said, "It is inconvenient for the poor monk to go out. Donor Xia, do what you want. Don't worry about the poor monk."
He needed time to completely suppress the demonic attacks.
"Oh." Xia Huan said OK, and then watched him enter the room.
When he entered the room, she returned to her own room.
The guest room faces the street. As long as you open the window, the bustle of the street will be transmitted into the room. Even if you are not walking on the street, you will feel like you are there.
Although the monks did not need to rest and had a hundred ways to block out the bustling sounds on the street, Xia's delusions were all in vain.
She lay down on the beauty couch by the window without any image, and while listening to the boiling sound outside, she became familiar with the memory of this identity again, and then she lazily began to doze off.
When I woke up, the sun had already set, but the street outside the window did not become quiet because of the fall of night. Instead, the lanterns were hung high, and a different kind of liveliness began.
Xia Wanwang got up and stretched, then went downstairs to order a few dishes to satisfy his appetite.
It's a pity that the level of the inn's chef is limited. The so-called signature dishes all taste average. The only braised pork dish tastes good and the rich red sauce is cooked to perfection.
After the tooth ceremony, Xia Huanxiang wandered upstairs and knocked on Monk Futan's door.
"Almsgiver Xia." Futan's face looked a little better than during the day.
Xia Huan said, "I have nothing to do, so I came to chat with you." After saying that, he squeezed into his room.
The layout of his room was the same as hers, and the beauty's couch was also placed by the window. She went directly to open the window, occupied the beauty's couch, and then smiled at him like a guest.
Fu Tan could only sit on the stool beside him.
Xia Huanxiang spoke first: "Are you feeling better?"
Fu Tan shook his head sincerely, "I don't know what method he used to make this evil spirit attack in advance and to make it so violent."
"What should I do? Do I want to take you out for a walk?"
Futan glanced at her and didn't understand why she asked this.
Xia Huanxiang raised his chin with one hand and said, "Let's go shopping in the Flower House. Doesn't that Hua'erqing just want you to do that? He may have done something to this. Do you think you need it?"
Futan: "..."
The spectators silently watched the patriotism: "..."
Fu Tan quickly recovered from his initial speechlessness and said in a calm tone: "Donor Xia still knows these things, he is really knowledgeable."
Xia Huanxiang took it as a compliment.
"So, do you need it? Do you want to go?"
Fu Tan shook his head and said, "I will use all my cultivation to seal this evil spirit. Please be patient with me, Donor Xia, in the future."
Xia Huanxiang: "..."
In other words, he is no different from an ordinary mortal now.
Xia Huanxiang felt that she could sit down and raise the price.
Futan, who was sitting on the stool, seemed to know what she was thinking. Before she could open her mouth, he said proactively: "There are still a few Buddha relics in Hanshan Temple. You can give two of them to Donor Xia."
Xia Huanxiang smiled, "Master is the most enlightened master I have ever seen." Although he has not seen many monks in several worlds combined.
Fu Tan also smiled back and returned the Buddha salute with his hands clasped together.
Then Xia Huan wanted to ask about the ruins of Shangyang.
Futan said eloquently: "The ruins are now in a state of initial emergence. If the calculation is correct, they will truly appear in half a month. As for the location, it should be in the west direction of Mengyang Valley. We can rest in Leiden City for two days. , and then set off to Mengyang Valley."
For example, the appearance of some specific ruins, the location of the appearance, the time of the appearance, and even the duration of the existence can all be calculated. The higher the cultivation level of the monks, the more accurate the calculations will be.
The fact that the ruins of Shangyang were to appear was deduced by a great master. Then that great master did not hide his secrets, but instead publicized it widely. Almost the entire world of immortal cultivators knew about it.
Therefore, there are bound to be a lot of monks going to the Shangyang Ruins this time.
In the land of ruins, Jiraiya is considered a no-nonsense zone, which means that many things will happen when entering the ruins. There is the danger of the ruins being left alone, and there is also the possibility of the ulterior motives of those who enter.
That's why Futan tried his best to invite Xia Huanxiang to go with him. After all, he is the disciple of Venerable Jiuqing. He holds the sword of Venerable Jiuqing in his hand. The sword can scare many people when it is released. Besides, Xia Huanxiang has no cultivation level. Low.
As for rest and recuperation, rather than letting Xia want to rest and recuperate, it is better to say that Futan needs time to recuperate.
After learning about the situation of the Shangyang ruins, Xia Huanxiang took her time to chat with Fu Tan about the world of cultivating immortals. With her status, she was almost practicing in the master's sect and had few opportunities to go out to experience, so she had little understanding of this world. It’s not too much, Xia Wan wanted to make up for his homework.
So these homework questions about patriotism can be made up, but it feels better to talk to people than to talk to the system.
Futan is idle anyway.
