"The old monk not only owns the earth spirit beads, but also knows the whereabouts of other spirit beads. If you can impress the old monk, all the spirit beads will naturally be yours."
Cao Yi said without raising his head.
The whereabouts of the other four spirit beads!
Jiumokong's body trembled and his breathing became rapid. He had already obtained the Five Spirits Immortal Technique from Zhao Ling'er. If he could gather together the powerful and mysterious Five Spirit Pearls, it would not be impossible for him to one day break through the shackles and become a Buddha-level existence.
Although the relics are precious, they are not on the same level as the Five Spiritual Pearls.
He immediately wanted to hand over the relic, but when he was about to take action, he hesitated.
Although the Five Spiritual Pearls are mysterious and powerful, they are too mysterious. Even descendants as close as Nuwa have been unable to control them. How could an outsider like him have complete control over them?
In comparison, the relic that saved him from danger last time was more realistic.
Just when the balance in his heart was leaning towards the relics, something Cao Yi said appeared in his mind - the old monk's days are numbered.
The old immortal is about to die. When he is really dead, he will take the relics back.
It's so simple, no need to worry at all.
As soon as the idea came to his mind, he said solemnly: "Master monk, the most precious thing for this young monk is the relic left by a Buddhist disciple. This young monk is willing to use the relic to show his sincerity."
After saying that, a small and exquisite stone appeared in Jiumokong's delicate palm, which was constantly emitting a holy and clean light, as warm as the spring breeze in summer.
Cao Yi, who had done so many things just to deceive Jiumo into leaving the relic in his hands, shook his head slightly and said, "The relic is a unique holy object. How can an old monk possess it?"
Jiumokong sneered in his heart. He had seen through it all. This old man was an extremely hypocritical person. Before, all I said was empty words, but after seeing the relic, it was hard to say anything.
He thought this in his heart, but he was very sincere in his words, "The young monk has a shallow cultivation and has never been able to understand the mystery of the relics. The great monk's meritorious deeds can definitely understand the truth of the relics."
Considering that agreeing too quickly would arouse Jiumokong's suspicion.
Cao Yi pretended to be tempted, took one more look at the relic, withdrew his gaze and continued to refuse, "How can an old monk do something to win someone's love?"
Jiumokong had the urge to come over and punch Cao Yi. This old immortal was so hypocritical. He clearly wanted it in his heart but refused to admit it.
He suppressed the anger in his heart and continued to request: "The relic was given to the senior monk willingly by the junior monk. The junior monk has a shallow cultivation and is not worthy of the relic. Just accept it."
"You can't say that. The old monk has been cultivating for hundreds of years, and you have reached today's realm. With your talent, you will definitely be above the old monk in the future. You'd better take the relic, the old monk doesn't want it. "
Cao Yi declined for the third time, but his tone was obviously not as tough as the first two times.
Rejected again, rejected again!
Jiumokong was already extremely angry, but his words were extremely sincere, "Master monk, just accept it! Junior monk, I beg you."
When it came to this point, Cao Yi couldn't refuse anymore and reluctantly nodded in agreement, "Since you insist on giving it away, the old monk is disrespectful."
Is it disrespectful?
I've obviously wanted it for a long time.
Jiumokong sneered in his heart and raised his hand to send out the relic.
Cao Yi reached out to catch it, looked at it for a few times, nodded, and put the relic into the Gate of Eternal Life space with a thought.
Jiumokong looked up at Cao Yi.
Cao Yi also looked down at Jiumokong.
Time passed bit by bit.
asshole!
Jiumokong suddenly understood that this old immortal was not satisfied yet.
But there is no treasure left in him.
Suddenly, he remembered what Li Xiaoyao said before - sincerity is nothing more than a precious gift and whether he is willing to lower his body, such as kowtowing a hundred times or something.
The old man has already accepted the expensive gift.
The next step should be to lower your body.
The treasure was given away, so it didn't matter if he lowered his body. He lifted up the monk's robe, bent his knees, and knelt down.
Cao Yi touched his gray beard and nodded slightly, his eyes flashing with appreciation, but he still did not speak.
When I take control of the Five Spiritual Pearls, I will beat you into a pig head.
Jiumokong suppressed the indignation in his heart and kowtowed firmly on the ground.
Originally, with his level of cultivation, the ground would have cracked if he hit the ground to such a degree.
But the Temple of the Emerald Buddha is different. It has been baptized by the light of the Emerald Buddha for hundreds of years and has become extremely strong.
"You are very sincere, and the old monk won't make it difficult for you. We Buddhists believe that ninety-nine times of return to true nature, you only need to kowtow eighty-one times."
Cao Yi looked indifferent, as if eighty-one ringings were not worth mentioning.
Not embarrassed?
Eighty-one rings?
That's enough!
Jiumokong felt like he was about to explode. He quickly recited the Heart Sutra to calm himself down, took a deep breath, and knocked down again.
one,
two,
…
twenty,
…
thirty,
…
On the surface, Cao Yi watched Jiumokong kowtow calmly, but in fact he kept gathering the power of Wanhua Dao Jue.
boom! The eighty-first ring finally fell.
"well"
Cao Yi came closer and after saying hello, he stretched out his hand to help Jiumokong.
Jiumokong, who had taken advantage of the situation, subconsciously asked: "Master monk, Earth Spirit Bead, where are the other four spirit beads?"
"Earth Spirit Pearl"
Cao Yi had a free hand, and an earthy yellow bead was suspended, emitting a soft light.
Jiumokong was overjoyed and stretched out his hand to take it. He only reached halfway and then hung down weakly. He turned to look at Cao Yi in shock, "Master monk, why are you like this?"
At this moment, he thought that the person standing in front of him was really the Emerald Buddha of the Emerald Buddha Temple.
Cao Yi, who successfully injected the power of Wanhua Dao Jue into Jiumokong's body, suddenly changed his face and turned into his original appearance.
"It's you, you lied to me, you are so treacherous!"
Jiumokong's eyes almost overflowed with murderous intent, he clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth.
He never thought that all this was Cao Yi's trick.
He became the monkey in the game.
"How can the matter of becoming a monk be called a lie?"
Cao Yi smiled, he didn't feel any guilt at all for using tricks against people like Jiumokong.
"The relic returns, formless and formless, helpless and selfless..."
Jiumokong kept chanting incantations and summoning the relics.
The relic that was originally hovering in the space of the Gate of Eternal Life suddenly became violent and kept hitting the crystal wall of the space, but no matter what shape it was in, it could not be broken.
"fall down"
Cao Yi increased the power of Wanhua Dao Jue.
Jiumokong stiffened and fell straight down.
Cao Yi turned around and waved his hand.
The door of the Scripture Collection Pavilion, which was originally a space of its own, opened wide, and Li Xiaoyao and Zhao Ling'er walked out.
Seeing Cao Yi, both of them had expressions of extreme surprise on their faces.
Cao Yi waved his hand again.
Jiujianxian, Jiang family, and Jade Buddha appeared.
