Chapter 142: Jialan Buddha Grass

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This rain of spiritual light is as long as a stick of incense!

I remember that during the opening ceremony of Liannan Peak a few decades ago, the Sword Sect released the Sword Mind Light once, and some monks at the scene had personally experienced it. But the aura released that time probably didn't even reach one-tenth of what it was this time.

The sword viewing ceremony has just begun today, so how can it not be surprising with such a generous gesture.

Many monks on the scene were invited, some came with gifts, and some spent huge sums of money to get connections and give gifts before they squeezed into the Ten Thousand Ren Mountain. Unexpectedly, it was already worth it at the beginning. Many people on the scene felt that it was already worth it. Already happy!

Of course, the reason for such a generous move was due to the increased power of the Sword Cave and the Immortal Killing Formation, plus the fact that Liangchen's sword intention complemented the Sword Cave, so he was willing to release so much sword soul light at once.

After a long time, the light spots in the sky gradually disappeared, and the crowd slowly opened their eyes.

At this moment, the previous dissatisfaction caused by crowded seats and long queues had long since disappeared, replaced by smiling faces.

"Qingfeng Sect Chuilu pays homage to the Sword Master Dongxi! My master has been practicing in seclusion and has gained enlightenment, so he cannot come in person. I specially ordered him to bring a plant of blue grass and two ounces of Ming Ai tea to congratulate the Sword Master on his promotion to the saint!" A voice said The sound resounded through the square, it was Chuilu Scholar.

After saying this, a disciple came forward and took the two wooden boxes from his hand.

"One plant of grass, two taels of tea?!"

"This Qingfeng Sect... is too stingy!"

"Ancestor Wuya didn't come, and the gift didn't have any weight. Could it be that he did it on purpose?"

"It's not as heavy as the gifts I gave you when I went into the mountain."

"..."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of whispers in the square.

"What do you know?!"

"Do you know what Jialancao is?" A thin-faced old man in front of the square shouted at the junior disciple who was discussing beside him.

As soon as these words came out, several people around him looked at the old man with strange expressions on their faces, and even some monks with sharp ears and eyes a little further away also turned their heads to look.

"Jialancao, City of Ten Thousand Buddhas, one Buddha becomes a pagoda, and one pagoda can be cultivated for a lifetime."

"This grass is the legendary treasure of the City of Ten Thousand Buddhas. It is said that every eminent monk in the Buddha City only does one thing in his life, which is to build a pagoda. Only if the Buddha nature is pure can this blue grass be born.

Carrying this herb with you can ward off evil spirits and calm the soul, and it is particularly effective in understanding the secrets of Buddhism. If it is refined into medicine, it can also have an additional 10% effect in breaking through the realm! "The thin-faced old man said slowly.

"What!"

"It has such a miraculous effect!"

"City of Ten Thousand Buddhas? It seems a bit impressive."

"I see!"

As soon as I finished speaking, there was a burst of exclamation!

"What about tea?" a voice asked.

The old man smiled lightly and continued:

"Ming'ai tea is produced in the Mingwang Pond of Baita Temple. There is a thousand-year-old tea tree beside the pond. The tea tree bathes in the light of Buddha in the day and the mist at night. Only several kilograms of spiritual tea can be harvested every ten years."

"That's not surprising." Someone next to him answered.

"It takes ten years to weigh a few kilograms, and it is only called Mingcha. What can be called Ming'ai tea must be only a few branches with their tips hanging toward the lake."

"ah!"

"How long will it take to save enough?"

"I'm afraid it won't take more than a hundred years!"

"Ancestor Wuya has completely emptied the hundred-year-old inventory of Baita Temple's best products!"

"Big deal!"

There was another exclamation from the side!

After thinking about it like this, I immediately understood the good intentions of Qingfeng Sect.

There have been rumors in the cultivation world that the two have a close friendship, and it seems that it is indeed not simple.

While marveling, he saw a fairy stepping forward and bowing slightly.

"Fairy Jiuxia congratulates Sword Master Dongxi for his transformation into a god and his sword into the holy realm. A special gift of Qianhua Lan."

The fairy was none other than Jiuxia. She looked at Liangchen and then glanced at the Qianqiu Sect Master next to her, her face turned red and she smiled softly.

"Thousand Flowers Blue?!"

"What kind of treasure is this?"

After the old man's explanation just now, the monks in the field no longer dared to comment easily, especially these strange and unheard-of things, and the old man also looked at the field with doubts.

But I saw four fairies in colorful clothes behind Fairy Jiuxia carrying a huge flower basket.

There are yellow flowers, pink flowers, blue flowers, purple flowers, white flowers, blue flowers, red flowers, large flowers and small flowers on the flower basket....

Flowers are divided into two petals, three petals, four petals, five petals, six petals, seven petals, eight petals, nine petals, and ten petals....

Flowers include fire lotus, lupine, dianthus, marigold, hibiscus, orchid, viola, rose....

Layers upon layers, scattered high and low,

The aura is lingering, the fragrance is fragrant,

As soon as it is released, a strong fragrance of flowers fills the air, making people feel refreshed and amazed.

But if you look closely, these flowers seem to be just ordinary flowers. Even if some are rare, they are not considered rare treasures.

"This..." Everyone heard a burst of laughter while they were confused.

"Ha ha!"

Everyone followed the sound and saw Liangchen laughing heartily.

But for a moment, his smile froze on his face, but it was only for a moment that he restored his smile again and turned to look at the Qianqiu Sect Master next to him.

"Junior brother, why are you laughing?" Qianqiu Sect Master looked at him smiling and then staring at himself, puzzled.

"Senior brother, this treasure was not given to me, it was given to you by the fairy." Liangchen said with a smile.

"This...junior brother, don't make fun of me! Today is your sword viewing ceremony, how can you involve me." Qianqiu Sect Master's face turned red when he heard this, and he waved his hands in embarrassment.

"This Thousand Flowers Basket is the treasure of the Thousand Flowers Tower. It is made of thousands of gorgeous flowers. The meaning is that a thousand flowers in full bloom are not as good as your smile. Senior brother, please smile!" Liangchen explained and urged.

"Junior brother...don't be...joking! This...is all looking at you. Cough~cough~! Pay attention to...your image." Upon hearing this, Master Qianqiu suddenly remembered that the Jianzong arranged for Rong In the flower shop in the flower city, his expression became even more awkward. When he glanced again, he saw Fairy Jiuxia staring at him. He quickly turned his head, but a wisp of red cloud instantly spread from his cheeks to the root of his neck, and his hands didn't know where to go. It’s good to let it go.

"Don't do this. Don't do this."

If not for the tens of thousands of people watching, he would have almost escaped.

Sword Master seems to like these ordinary flowers, so why does Qianqiu Sect Master have such a strange expression?

The tens of thousands of monks in the square were confused by the scene before them.

"Thank you fairy for the gift!"

Liangchen looked at the two of them and his heart was full of joy. He shouted loudly, and several disciples immediately came forward to receive the gift.

And someone in the audience finally recognized that the Thousand Flowers Basket was not a magic weapon, but a flower basket from the Thousand Flowers Tower. Although this thing was expensive, it was not a treasure after all, and it was completely different from the two previous treasures of the Qingfeng Sect. But I don’t know why Dongxi Sword Master seems to like it more?

How strange!

And Liangchen looked at the embarrassed and flustered senior brother, and then at Fairy Jiuxia who showed such bold love, the smile on his face became even stronger.

Then I thought about the bunch of galaxy roses in my storage bag that I never gave away, and I started to envy the senior brothers around me!