In the blink of an eye, five days have passed, and Ye Ming's body has reached the size of a basin. He is in good condition and continues to practice.
In the evening of the same day, Taoist Chongzhun, Monk Zhisu, Zhang Laoqi and others came back in their bullock carts.
Judging from the things piled on the car, it's not a small amount.
Ye Ming directly vacated the room in the back hall of the ancestral hall and let them put their things.
Looking at this pile of things, Ye Ming curiously asked Taoist Chongzhun:
"Taoist Priest, what formation are you planning to set up?"
"The Earth Fire Burning Evil Formation, based on the formation, activates the Earth Fire and turns all demons and ghosts into ashes."
Taoist Chongzhun confidently stroked his beard and smiled.
Monk Zhisu said:
"This Earth Fire Burning Evil Formation is a famous formation of Zhengxuan Sect. It is extremely powerful. If you can introduce that fierce ghost into the formation, you will definitely achieve great results."
Chongzhun Taoist said:
"Pindao is going to start refining the formation flag next, so please stay out of the way."
The two of them had no objection. This was the secret of the sect. Of course, it was not appropriate for me and others to watch.
By the way, Taoist Chongzhun borrowed an alchemy furnace from a nearby small sect this time to refine the formation flag.
After Ye Ming came out, he chatted with Monk Zhisu and learned that he was a monk from Shaojue Temple, a famous Buddhist temple.
Hey~~The origins of each of these are incredible, but I am...
Bah, bah, bah, I am the most powerful demon in the world, and my background is much greater than theirs!
I chatted with Monk Zhisu for a while and listened to him tell a lot of interesting Buddhist stories.
Ye Ming was very interested and decided to talk to Monk Zhisu all night long.
It had been a long time since Zhisu had met someone who was willing to patiently listen to his teachings on Buddhism, so he happily agreed.
Soon, the night passed.
"Zhengshen, aren't you going to rest? The poor monk is a little tired."
"The great monk has profound Buddhist teachings, and what he said is very interesting to the little god. Let's talk about it again."
"Okay then~~"
An hour later.
"Zhengshen, please forgive me for being rude..."
"Great monk, great monk..."
It was boring. After chatting for a while, the great monk fell asleep.
It’s too bad to be a disciple of Buddhism and to cook an eagle.
Looking at Monk Zhisu sleeping, Ye Ming curled his lips and went to find Miss Wen to read.
In the next few days, apart from eating and resting, Master Chongzhun spent the whole day in the back hall, refining the formation flag.
Ye Ming kept pestering Monk Zhisu, asking him for advice on this and that.
The world has always liked to call nonsense a monk chanting sutras. As a monk that others find annoying, Monk Zhisu has never encountered such a "study-minded" land. He is full of energy all day long and constantly asks him various questions.
Monk Zhisu was a little unstable and almost had his heart broken. I have never seen anyone so annoying!
"Master, you are drinking water. Can you tell me something related to drinking water?"
"Great monk, you are having a fast. What's the point of this fast?"
"Great monk, we are here at the Grain Reincarnation. I will give you a piece of paper and tell me about the Grain Reincarnation!"
"Great monk, you are sitting in meditation. Tell me the story of Buddha!"
"The great monk..."
"Great Monk, Great Monk, are you okay? You seem to look very bad!"
"Great monk, actually I still have a question to ask you..."
"Great monk, what are you doing sitting at the bottom of the river? What kind of practice is this?"
"Great monk, why are you hiding in the pigsty? Is there any allusion to this?"
"Great monk, it seems good to watch the stars from the roof. You Buddhists will enjoy it."
"Master monk, why are you hiding in someone else's house? Are you hiding from me? Don't you think I'm annoying?"
"Great monk, why are you crying? Tell me about the Bodhisattva crying!"
The great monk finally chose to lie down in the main hall of the ancestral hall, closed his five senses, and lay down directly.
"This great monk's mentality is too bad. Doesn't it mean that people in Buddhism pay attention to cultivating the mind? Are all these years of cultivating the mind in vain?"
Ye Ming felt a little bored. Originally, he was very interested in asking Monk Zhisu for various questions. Unexpectedly, the monk knew a lot of things, but his mentality was too bad.
It's only been seven days, why are you giving up on yourself?
I'm not a demon, so why should I close my five senses and pretend to be dead?
Seven days later, Master Chongzhun finally completed all the formation flags.
There are a total of 7,749 poles and flags.
Looking at the Taoist priest with heavy dark circles under his eyes, Ye Ming asked:
"Taoist Priest, are you okay?"
"It's okay, very good!"
Taoist Chongzhun proudly stroked the formation flag he had made, not feeling tired at all.
"What happened to the great monk?"
Looking at Monk Zhisu lying in the main hall, Chongquan expressed doubts.
"Oh, the great monk has been giving lectures to me for several days recently. Maybe he was tired, so he lay down on the spot and rested."
Tired of preaching...
Taoist Chongzhun thought of his own experience and somewhat understood what Zhisu had gone through.
The dead monk is not dead, the poor monk, great monk, rest in peace!
"This time the great monk claimed to have five senses. He probably won't be able to wake up for five days. Why don't you tell me some interesting anecdotes about the practice world?"
"No, Pindao suddenly feels a little tired. Zhengshen should wait until the great monk wakes up and ask him. This great monk is well-informed and can speak better than Pindao."
"Okay, then I'll wait until he wakes up and say it was you who said it, and let me ask him."
"...Ahem, Zhengshen, there is no need to mention Pindao about this matter."
Ye Ming suddenly thought of something and asked:
"I heard the great monk say before that, Taoist Master, you are very good at refining weapons?"
Upon hearing this, Taoist Chongzhun stroked his beard and said with a smile:
"No talent, just a little bit of experience."
Seeing this, Ye Ming took out a pair of horns.
"Taoist Master, how about taking a look at these horns?"
"this......"
Taoist Chongzhun's eyes suddenly widened.
"Zhengshen, where did this treasure of yours come from?"
"Given by an old cow that died of old age."
Ye Ming told the truth.
Taoist Chongzhun nodded:
"What Zhengshen said is true. It was really given to you by Lao Niu."
Ye Ming was surprised: "How can the Taoist master tell the truth of what I said?"
"There is no trace of blood or resentment on the horns, which means that they fell off naturally, and the horns are full of essence and have not been damaged at all, which means that they were not forced.
There is also a deep state of mind with no regrets in this horn, indicating that it is voluntarily breaking away.
From this we can see that what Zhengshen said is true.
I would like to congratulate Zhengshen for his great blessings! "
Taoist Chongzhun will express his judgment.
After hearing this, Ye Ming felt that he had found the right person. This Taoist priest was quite good!
The horns have been with me for so long, and I haven't figured this out yet. Others can analyze it as soon as they get it, which is quite professional.
"Zhengshen showed this thing to Pindao, but he wanted Pindao to refine it into a treasure?"
"Exactly."
Taoist Chongzhun stroked his beard and said:
"There is no problem in refining treasures, but according to the rules, Zhengshen needs to pay part of the reward."
"The reward... I won't hide it from the Taoist priest. The little god is poor and doesn't have even half a copper coin in his pocket."
Ye Ming said a little embarrassed.
Taoist Chongzhun smiled and said:
"I don't need money, I'll tell you the truth. This pair of horns is enough to refine five treasures. If possible, I want to get one of them. I wonder what God's will is."
Ye Ming said without hesitation:
"Then I'll have to help you, Taoist Priest."
"Hahaha, easy to say, easy to say. Zhengshen can still get four treasures. I wonder if Zhengshen has thought about it."
To be honest, Ye Ming thought it would be good to make two pieces from a pair of horns, but he didn't expect to give someone one and four pieces.
After thinking for a moment, Ye Ming said:
"A hairpin, an incense burner, a dagger, and a pearl."
Upon hearing this, Taoist Chongzhun pondered for a moment and said:
"Hairpins, incense burners, and daggers are all fine, but orbs... Ox horns are not suitable for refining orbs. The poor man has the final say. I want to refine a formation plate for Zheng Shen, and attach a set of three talents formations. What do you think? ?”
"Can."
He was professional and had a very good character. Ye Ming was quite trustworthy and agreed immediately.
Upon hearing this, Taoist Chongzhun stroked his beard and said with a smile:
"Okay, Pindao will start refining now."
Seeing Taoist Chongquan with dark circles under his eyes, Ye Ming asked worriedly:
"Taoist Priest, don't you want to take a rest first?"
Hearing this, Taoist Chongzhun burst into laughter and said:
"No need, now is the time when Pindao feels the hottest, so there is no time to delay!"
After that, he carried the horns into the back hall.
When Ye Ming saw this, he didn't say much. He looked at Taoist Zhisu lying dead on the ground and cast a spell to send him to the room in the side hall.
It is estimated that it will take a long time to refine five treasures. Anyway, he has the will to observe and can come back at any time if there is any situation. Ye Ming did not stay here, but went to find Miss Wen to read.
For the next few days, it was business as usual.
Five days later, monk Zhisu woke up, but Taoist Taoist Chongzhun had not come out yet.
In five days, Monk Zhisu had readjusted his mentality. He decided that he had to convince Ye Ming, otherwise wouldn't his decades of Buddhist practice be in vain?
"Zhengshen, there is still something I want to talk about. I can help you with me."
"The great monk..."
One day, two days, three days...fifteen days, sixteen days, seventeen days.
The great monk closed his five senses again and lay dead on the ground.
Ye Ming curled his lips, thinking how powerful this great monk was this time, but it was just like this. It had only been seventeen days, so he couldn't hold on anymore?
I still have a lot of questions!
"Hahaha, it's finally done, it's finally done!"
Taoist Chongzhun's hearty laughter came from the back hall.
Ye Ming heard the sound and went in, and found five treasures floating in front of Taoist Chongzhun, who was already a bit "savage" at this time.
Bun, hairpin, incense burner, dagger, array disk.
"Congratulations to the Taoist Master for the successful refining."
Ye Ming stepped forward to congratulate.
He laughed at Taoist Master Zhun, took a bun of hair in his hand, and looked at it lovingly.
Seeing this, Ye Ming waved his hand and collected the other four treasures.
The hairpins and daggers are made with fine workmanship, and every detail is handled with care.
The horn incense burner is quite small, only as big as a fruit, but both the carvings and the shape are extremely exquisite.
The formation disk is only about the size of a palm. If it were not for the three dots representing the three heavens, earth, and humans, I would not even recognize it as a formation disk.
But Ye Ming could tell that the three-talent formation carved in this formation should be very strong.
"Thank you for the hard work this time, Taoist priest."
Ye Ming thanked him seriously.
Taoist Chongzhun was still admiring the bun in his hand and waved his hand casually to express that you are welcome.
"Now everything is ready. After Pindao has two days of rest, we will set off to eliminate the ghosts!"
"Maybe I need a few more days of rest..."
"Why?"
"The great monk calls himself Five Senses again."
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