Huang Shuo has been living quite a leisurely life recently. He spends the whole day wandering here and there, chatting with his "close friends", drinking tea and admiring the moon, and occasionally going to the back mountain to catch a few pheasants and hares. Da Da Ya Festival.
It's just that the mountains are poor after all, and it didn't take long for the entire Xuanyuan Sect to ask him to look around. Bored, he had to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to chat with Jiang Shangzhen. After going back and forth, the two of them became quite familiar with each other, and the things they talked about gradually changed from strange things to cultivation and Taoism.
On this day, the little fat man got a small jar of wine from someone's "good friend" and walked to the Sutra Pavilion with great interest.
"Senior Brother Jiang, look what good things I have brought!" As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Shuo's slightly fat body appeared on the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion, holding a small sapphire bottle in his right hand.
Jiang Shangzhen smiled slightly when he saw the visitor, put down the book in his hand and said, "Junior brother, are you free again today?"
Huang Shuo walked to sit opposite Jiang Shangzhen, skillfully took out two white jade wine glasses, filled them with wine, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen my senior brother for a few days, and I miss him very much, so I prepared a small amount of wine and came to visit."
Jiang Shangzhen smiled bitterly and shook his head and said: "You can't spend more time on practice. The other brothers..."
"Today we are only talking about romance, not cultivation. Senior brother, please give it a try!" Before Jiang Shangzhen could say a few words, he was interrupted by Huang Shuo, who had already picked up his wine glass and looked at him with a smile.
Jiang Shangzhen sighed helplessly, made a small gesture, and a transparent light flashed away. Then he picked up the wine glass, smelled it briefly, and drank it all. The entrance is soft and soft, with a faint fragrance of bamboo leaves, and then a fire is lit in the belly. When the fire is exhausted, it generates heat, traveling around the body, and the warmth is melting.
"Good wine!" Jiang Shangzhen couldn't help but praise.
Seeing that he was drinking happily, Huang Shuo drank it up in one gulp. He filled it up with the two of them and flipped his palms. He actually took out half a test hare and said with a smile: "How can there be wine without meat? Brother Jiang, do it!"
Jiang Shangzhen smiled slightly and was about to pick up the wine glass when suddenly there was a flash of light and two figures appeared out of thin air. They were Xu Jingtian and a skinny old man wearing linen clothes.
Xu Jingtian frowned and was about to reprimand, but the old man raised his hand to grab it first, and saw the small sapphire bottle fly into his hand with a "whoosh", and the aroma of wine overflowed. The old man grinned and immediately took a big sip. After drinking, he smacked his lips, said "not bad" and returned the bottle.
When Jiang Shangzhen and Huang Shuo saw Xu Jingtian standing up in a hurry, they bowed and saluted: "Senior Brother Xu."
Xu Jingtian frowned and waved his hand, and with a soft "bang" sound, a transparent light mask went out, and then a strong aroma of wine mixed with the aroma of barbecue spread instantly. He turned slightly sideways, pointed at the old man, and said in a deep voice: "This is Elder Lei."
The two people understood immediately, turned around and said respectfully: "I have met Lei Changlao."
The old man first looked at Jiang Shangzhen, and then looked up and down carefully at Huang Shuo. Suddenly there was a flash of lightning, and everyone in the pavilion disappeared without a trace.
In a deep valley somewhere in the back mountain, lightning suddenly appeared, and the four old men appeared. Before Jiang Shangzhen could stand still, he was taken aside by Xu Jingtian, leaving the bewildered little fat man and the old man standing facing each other.
Without saying a word, the old man raised his hand and released a slender line of light blue lightning, which hit Huang Shuo in the blink of an eye. Huang Shuo was startled, but before he could react, lightning had entered his body, and then there was a loud thunder, and slender purple thunderbolts emerged from his body, intertwined with lightning, beating non-stop, and disappeared in an instant.
The old man smiled and nodded with satisfaction, and then asked: "Are you willing to become your teacher by me?"
Huang Shuo was stunned when he heard this, not knowing what to say for a moment. When the old man saw that he did not answer immediately, with a thought in his mind, light blue thunderbolts emerged from his body like small snakes, entangled with each other, and in the blink of an eye they turned into a thunder garment with blazing lightning.
Huang Shuo was stunned. The old man smiled slightly and asked, "Want to learn?"
The little fat man suddenly had a clever idea and fell to his knees with a plop, shouting: "I would like to worship the elder as my teacher. From now on, I will serve you with all my heart!"
The old man laughed and said, "Get up." Then there was a flash of light, and a blackened wooden sword appeared in his hand, and he threw it directly to Huang Shuo.
"This broken sword is just a greeting gift." The old man said casually.
Huang Shuo took the wooden sword, bowed without looking at it and said, "Thank you, Master!"
The old man waved his hand and motioned for him to stand beside him. He glanced at Jiang Shangzhen and then said in a deep voice to Xu Jingtian: "It seems that this method of 'raising gu' is quite interesting. Now that it's over, my nephew should return to the sect as soon as possible. I took the doll away."
When Xu Jingtian and Jiang Shangzhen heard this, they immediately bowed and said, "Send me off to my uncle."
The old man's thoughts moved slightly, and the lightning flashed under his feet, and Huang Shuo was rolled up and turned into a blue thunder and flew away through the sky. The sound of thunder was rolling and continuous.
Jiang Shangzhen looked at the sky with a complicated expression. Suddenly, a vicissitudes and powerful voice came to my ears: "When the five elements unite, yin and yang are born, and when yin and yang change, thunder appears, so you can take care of yourself..."
Xu Jingtian turned around and was about to take Jiang Shangzhen back to the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion. Seeing his sudden look, he felt a move in his heart and did not disturb him. After a while, Jiang Shangzhen came to his senses and bowed to the horizon. Xu Jingtian realized something in his heart and said nothing. He waved his hands and a green light flashed. A green rainbow enveloped the two of them and disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye.
In the large cave at the belly of the mountain, Su Ming and others called Yuan Qing and Zhu Ling'er to the high platform.
When the two arrived, they saw a pile of spiritual stones on the stage, with more than a hundred or so, including several medium-grade spiritual stones; more than ten talismans of various colors; three small bottles with unknown contents; two ships. A spirit boat less than a foot long; two black tokens; a narrow black blade; a small blue shield with a hole as thick as a thumb; a black iron shield; an ebony short stick; a peach branch and a A pitch-black poisonous needle.
Su Ming glanced at everyone, and then said: "Su will hand over these two identity tokens to the sect."
Seeing no one objected, he paused briefly and continued: "Su said before that not a single cent of the material for the magic weapon is taken. The black blade is the secret magic weapon of the Su family. Su is willing to exchange it for something of equal value. Stones are also acceptable, I hope you all can make it happen."
"Easy to say, let's divide this pile of things first." Wang Qing said slightly impatiently after hearing this.
Zhao Yimu heard this and said, "I wonder what Junior Brother Wang has to say?"
Wang Qing glanced at him and said loudly: "Of course they are divided equally according to their value. There are eight magical instruments here, including three of the best, one of the top grade, and four of the medium grade; twelve talismans, among which... "
Yuan Qing stood quietly on the side, without saying a word, and a different feeling arose in his heart, as if the people in front of him were not monks who had taken spiritual food and escaped to the sky, but businessmen in the market who worked hard all day long and spent their money with each other. , even more barbaric, not much different from the bandits and bandits who killed people, set fires, and divided the spoils on the ground.
Zhu Ling'er seemed to have seen what Yuan Qing was thinking, and opened her lips slightly, and a soft voice sounded in his ears: "Practice is not easy, and what is needed is very much. At this moment, when external wealth is at hand, it is inevitable that you will lose your mind for a moment."
Yuan Qing turned his head and smiled at Zhu Ling'er, indicating that he understood, but then he thought firmly and said in his heart: "Even if there are thousands of weapons and techniques, one sword of mine is enough!"
As soon as this thought came out, the sword shadow in the sea of consciousness shone brightly, and the sword embryo shook violently, just like last time, it seemed to shed a layer of its shell. Yuan Qing hurriedly collected his mind and calmed down the sword energy, and it took a long time to temporarily suppress this impulse.
After about a stick of incense, everyone finished "dividing the spoils". Wang Qing took two storage bags and handed them to Yuan Qing and Zhu Ling'er respectively, and then said: "Brother Yuan must look down on me and others in his heart."
Yuan Qing was stunned for a moment, but without denying it, he said, "Such behavior is different from Yuan's imagination."
Wang Qing smiled slightly and said: "A certain family, like you, felt that this move was too demeaning at first, but as practice deepened, I realized that instead of leaving things without an owner and letting them rot, it is better to bring them to me. Use it to help me practice. This is no different from picking up a stone on the roadside. It is an owner's thing. If it is what I need, what's the harm in killing people and grabbing treasures? We monks Isn’t it enough to kill monsters and obtain treasures?”
After hearing this, Yuan Qing pondered for a moment, and then asked: "Isn't that the same as a robber or an evil thief? Is it possible that those who practice Buddhism lose the distinction between good and evil?"
"Hahaha, there is no good or evil in this world. It's just something made up by those in power to restrain the people's hearts! We monks are not bound by laws, so naturally we respect the strong! Besides, how can you be sure of me? Whatever you do must be evil, and perhaps to others, it is a great good."
Yuan Qing still wanted to make a distinction, but he heard Han Xin say in a warm voice: "The distinction between good and evil has never been finalized from ancient times to the present. The two junior brothers can argue again when they have time in the future. At this moment, we should go back to Hanjiabao first. "
Wang Qing laughed and said, "Someone is talking too much, don't blame me."
Su Ming glanced at everyone and said calmly: "Let's go back to Hanjiabao first." After saying that, he released the magic weapon and left the cave first. The rest of the people stopped talking and followed with their weapons.
An hour later, the group returned to Hanjiabao. After repairing for a while, they arrived at the meeting hall. Han Xin sat in the main seat, and Han Hongrui sat on his left hand side. With a clap of hands, seven young men in blue robes filed in, holding a tray with a fist-sized spiritual stone on it.
"Thank you all for your help. Han is very grateful. However, the clan is so weak that he can only take out five hundred spirit stones to express his feelings. I hope you will not dislike me."
Everyone took the spirit stones and put them in their pockets. Su Ming then asked: "There are still two demons at large, and they are quite powerful. I wonder what the master's plan is?"
Han Xin chuckled and said: "Qilin bloodline, I believe if you report this to the sect, there will be a lot of people vying to take over the matter, and then there will be no need for Han to worry."
"The head of the family sees things thoroughly." It was Zhao Yimu who said calmly.
Su Ming pondered for a moment after hearing the words, then stood up and raised his hands and said, "In that case, I won't bother you anymore, and I will say goodbye and return to the clan."
The others all stood up after hearing this. Seeing this, Han Xin immediately swallowed back the words of restraint he wanted to say. He straightened his expression, cupped his hands and said, "Everyone, have a good journey. See you soon!"
The group of people left the meeting hall and were about to get their weapons when they saw Han Hongrui following them.
"Do you want Junior Sister Han to return to the sect with me?" Wang Qing asked in a naive voice.
"What happened here is that I naturally have to return to the sect to practice hard." Han Hongrui said lightly, but her eyes glanced at Yuan Qing from time to time.
When Wang Qing saw this, he immediately understood, laughed, released the magic weapon, and flew away through the air. The rest of the people stopped dawdling and followed up with their weapons.
One day later, the group returned to the sect, handed over tasks, and received achievements. Under Wang Qing's strong advocacy, everyone unanimously agreed to give Li Tianren his due credit to Yuan Qing.
Yuan and Qing did not refuse and accepted it calmly. With these one thousand points of merit, I won’t have to worry about mission issues for a while, and I have gained a lot from this trip, so I just took the opportunity to retreat and cleanse myself.
After exchanging spiritual energy with Ling'er and Wang Qing, Yuan Qing returned to Miaomiao Lake, plunged into Qingyuan Residence, and slept peacefully all night.
Early the next morning, he came to the secret room and took out three storage bags from his arms. There was a flash of light, and he looked at the items on the ground and fell into deep thought.
Pingdingding, Suyuan.
Su Tianqi drank tea and listened to his servant's report, his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking. At the same time, the news of the Kirin cub quietly spread among the sects and major families. For a time, there was an undercurrent and rumors flew.
Deep in the mountain forest, by the rock spring, a three-foot-long green wolf and a pure white beast were resting. Suddenly, there was a flash of blue light, and a green figure appeared in front of the beast. He knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: "Little princess, Please follow me back to the palace."
