"Oh." Xiaoyun nodded reluctantly and left obediently.
There are only two people left in the pavilion: the poor monk and Zhuge Buliang. But the poor monk didn’t seem to mean to speak first, just smiling at Zhuge.
Helpless, Zhuge could only say before dawn, "Excuse me, Master, before you said, what treasures do I have? Why didn’t I know?"
The poor monk suddenly laughed and said nothing, just a little bit of Zhuge’s dull chest, and Zhuge’s dull clothes suddenly broke. On his chest, a piece of paper was revealed, which seemed to be connected with Zhuge’s dull flesh and blood, and black mantras appeared on it, like small snakes.
"Master, you are."
The poor monk smiled and said, "The mantra on this is used by my Buddhist."
"Buddhist mantra!" Zhuge didn’t light up unexpectedly. He subconsciously thought of the black gourd with infinite fire of Yin and Yang. Could it be that gourd is the treasure of Buddhism caused by poor monks?
The poor monk said, "It was caused by an old monk. This mantra dates back at least 20,000 years, because the old monk once saw this mantra in a Buddhist relic and heard some legends about it."
Seeing that Zhuge was silent before dawn, the poor monk continued: "It should be more than 20,000 years ago that a legend appeared in Buddhism, but somehow he fell into the demon path and became a demon monk. However, his cultivation was really terrible. At the beginning, three rumored immortals invited him to fight, and all of them were broken by him, beating the daylights out of them. The original cultivation of this demon monk was almost equal to that of the immortal emperor. "
"Xiandi?" Zhuge Liang frowned.
The poor monk said, "I also heard the title of immortal emperor from some rumors. It is said that in a very distant time, there was a man who was trained as a celestial being. He was born in chaos and was naturally raised. Later, he opened up a vast fairy land and was the master of this world."
When he heard this, Zhuge was surprised that he was not bright, and he created the master of the universe. What kind of person was that? But what surprised him even more was the demon monk mentioned in the poor monk population. He could stand side by side with the supreme immortal emperor, and his cultivation was probably the existence of fate.
"Of course, rumors are rumors after all, and none of us have seen them with our own eyes. Even there is no evidence to prove that this kind of character has appeared in Xiandi. No one in this era has ever seen the strength of the demon monk who lived 20,000 years ago. Maybe it’s just a myth. "
"There is nothing groundless in the world." Zhuge said this when he was not bright.
The poor monk nodded and said, "The legend about the immortal emperor is too illusory. However, the demon monk did exist. Before you came, you also saw the magic drop pestle guarding over Qianye City. This Buddha treasure was left by the demon monk at the beginning. "
"oh! ？” This is quite surprised that Zhuge is not bright.
"Although the demon monk fell into the demon path, he was the first Buddhist practitioner who was both Buddhist and magical in history." The poor monk said, and finally he pointed to the black mantra on Zhuge’s chest and said, "This mantra was the unique spell of the demon monk at the beginning."
Zhuge Liang did not touch the paper symbol linked to his own flesh and blood on his chest. This paper symbol looks like a Taoist symbol, but it came from Buddhism.
"Based on these, I conclude that I have a treasure of Buddhism?"
"Of course not." The poor monk said, "About 500 years ago, the old monk got something left by the demon monk, which seemed to be part of a magic weapon. When you arrived, the old monk clearly felt that the breath you gave off was completely consistent with the incomplete magic weapon breath left by the demon monk in my hand. "
Zhuge stopped talking until he was bright, but lost in thought. He was thinking about whether the black gourd on himself was the magic weapon left by the demon monk in those days.
"The old monk is the Lord of Qianye City, and all the practitioners who entered Qianye City can’t escape the old monk’s eyes." The poor monk added.
"Master, can you show me that broken magic weapon in your hand?" Zhuge looked at the poor and difficult monks without a bright eye.
The poor monk was not affected, and nodded without hesitation. His palm was a pool, and his palm * * * showed a palm-sized awl, which was completely black. But the awl is carved with an evil arhat.
"hmm."
Just then, Zhuge did not light up and snorted, only feeling a hot airflow surging in the body. The black gourd, which he had put into his body, flew out on its own and spun on Zhuge’s dim head.
"This is." The poor monk stared unblinkingly at the black gourd and said, "It can’t be wrong. This smell is exactly the same as what the old monk has in my hand. It seems that the two are integrated."
"The master should have a gourd plug in his hand." Zhuge judged that the dark awl was just right if it was stuck on the mouth of the gourd.
The poor monk raised his hand to touch the black gourd, but at this moment, a yin and yang wrapped the black gourd. The poor monk hurried back and looked at his palm again, and there was a large burn.
"Master, I’m sorry." Zhuge Liang apologized and quickly withdrew the gourd.
"Little friend, it’s inside. But yin and yang fire? " The poor monk’s face became solemn.
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Chapter 450th Demon monk residual arm
The poor monk seemed to have sensed something. He looked at the gourd in Zhuge’s arms in amazement and said, "Is it really yin and yang fire inside?"
Now that the other party has an induction, Zhuge will no longer hide it when he is not bright and nodded his head.
The poor monk’s face was dignified, and he suddenly woke up: "It turns out that Xiaoyou is the mysterious man who burned Taiyi Xianzong before."
"The master won’t snitch." Zhuge did not light up and laughed.