After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 732 Dharma
She Zijiang couldn't help asking.

"Qingyi, how many utensils do you have that need to be purified?"

Shen Qing thought for a while.

"It seems to be quite a lot."

Along the way, from the time she first entered the world of cultivating immortals to now, she has been to many places, especially the ruins of those ancient battlefields, and she has obtained a lot of strange things.

The corner of She Zijiang's mouth twitched involuntarily.

Fortunately he asked.

"Qingyi, if you are trustworthy as a teacher, as a teacher, you happen to know a master who is a Buddhist cultivator who crosses the evil path. And if you give these things to those Buddhist cultivators who cross the evil path, it can be regarded as a kind of exchange. In order to get things from the Buddhist sect, many monks exchanged other things with them, and this is one of them."

Now, the light in Shen Qing's eyes became a bit brighter.

Now this is, not only can you spend those things, but you can also get a lot of money!
made money!

She Zijiang was amused by the glowing eyes of his apprentice.

However, when he thought of the past few decades, almost half of his disciples were wandering outside, and there were still many dangers, She Zijiang couldn't help but feel distressed.

"Master, can you introduce that master to me? Or if I give those things to the master, the master will change them for me?"

She Zijiang rubbed Shen Qingyi's head.

A little helpless and gratified.

Back then, as a master, he was unable to keep his apprentice. They have been separated for so many years, and his apprentice still trusts him so much. It is a lie to say that he is not happy, but he is a little helpless.

In the world of cultivating immortals, not all masters are worthy of being masters. The principle of guarding against others is not only applied to friends and strangers.

But at this moment, She Zijiang couldn't say a word of reprimand, so he could only keep working hard, trying not to let down this trust.

"Little fool, looking at you, those things may have some origins. If you hand them over to the master, you can still form a karma. For you, it may be a better opportunity."

After all, there are some things that cannot be measured by Lingshi.

Shen Qingyi suddenly understood the meaning of his master's words, rolled his eyes, and then smiled.

"it is good!"

After the two entered the Bodhi Tree Sea, they walked along the road specially opened for the tree sea by the two Buddhist temples.

When they got to the center, looking at the two diverging roads, She Zijiang led Shen Qingyi to choose a road to the west.

"This is the direction of Luokong Temple, and that is the direction of Qingfeng Temple."

"The Buddhist master Master is looking for is the master of Luokong Temple?"

She Zijiang nodded, while making a formula in his hand, he spoke.

"I traveled as a teacher back then, and I also formed a friendship with that Buddhist master. It's just that the master practiced the evil way. Either he went out all the year round to transform the evil way, or he was practicing in seclusion. So in recent years, we have met each other. There are fewer."

She Zijiang's tone was full of emotion.

After all, when they were young, they had experienced together, not only the Buddhist master, but also many other friends who were close friends, but as time went by.

There are many friends who made good friends, those who fell and fell, and those who went to strangers halfway, and more and more people gradually lost contact.

After all, the higher the level of cultivation, the retreat of a monk may last for a hundred years.

And everyone will always meet different people on every part of the road, newcomers come, old ones forget...

"However, Qingyi can rest assured that the world of cultivating immortals has undergone major changes recently. Nowadays, all the major forces in Yunze Continent, high-level monks, except those who are closed to death, almost all of them can come out."

She Zijiang took Shen Qingyi back and forth quickly.

"After finishing those utensils, master will take you to take a good look at this sea of ​​bodhi trees."

"it is good."

When the two arrived at Luokong Temple, Buddhist disciples had already greeted them at the door.

"Amitabha, Fade has met Zhenjun She and friend Qingdao."

"Fade, where's your master?"

The person who came was Fakong's personal disciple Fade.

"Master heard that Zhenjun is coming today, and he is already waiting in the monastery, so he asked the little monk to lead the way."

Shen Qingyi followed behind his master, while Fa De led the way.

Along the way, I did not meet other monks.

She Zijiang did not hold back, and opened his mouth to explain to Shen Qingyi.

"Master Fakong is used to meditating alone, and there is a formation here, so other Buddhist practitioners generally cannot step into this land."

Not long after, the two arrived in front of a wooden meditation room, and Fa De, who led the way, also performed a Buddhist ceremony before saying goodbye and leaving.

The door of the meditation room opened automatically, and the two of them saw clearly the person sitting at the coffee table making tea.

Fa De's appearance made Shen Qingyi slightly surprised. He originally thought that the master who had friendship with his master should be a Buddhist cultivator who was about the same age as his master, but Master Fakong who was sitting at the coffee table making tea had already turned white with beard and eyebrows. , There are also wrinkles on the face and hands.

After just a hasty glance, Shen Qingyi immediately lowered his head and respectfully stood aside.

Seeing the two men coming, Fakong added tea for both of them.

"Amitabha, the two of you came from afar, and the poor monk greeted you with tea. Please sit down."

She Zijiang sat down, and motioned for Shen Qingyi to sit down.

Shen Qingyi bowed to Master Fakong.

"Sit down."

Shen Qingyi obeyed and sat next to his master.

"This little benefactor is your little disciple, right?"

She Zijiang nodded and took a sip of tea.

"She is my youngest disciple, Shen Qingyi."

"Qingyi has met Master Fakong."

"Don't be too polite."

As soon as Shen Qing raised his eyes, he happened to meet Fakong's pair of wise eyes, and Fakong smiled.

"The poor monk has long heard about little benefactor Shen."

Fakong's heart is happy at the moment. In the past few days, he has felt that his fortune is about to change.

After several calculations, he unexpectedly discovered that he was about to usher in a fortune.

For him, what is real wealth?
Naturally, those things that help him practice!

And today, he counted that there were guests coming from afar, and when he thought of the recent wealth, Fakong had a bottom line.

When he knew it was She Zijiang, he was slightly surprised.

It's just that when he saw the little girl next to him, Fakong suddenly had an idea, so it was so.

Shen Qingyi's matter is not only famous in Yunze Taoist sect, but also in demon cultivators, demon cultivators, and Buddhist cultivators.

Thinking of the past experience of the little benefactor in front of him, Fakong is almost sure that his fortune may be brought by him.

"Fakong, I came here today to discuss a deal with you."

She Zijiang is not worried about what Fakong will reveal. Others may not know, but She Zijiang clearly knows that Fakong has another layer of identity.

The guardian of Luokong Temple.

For a person like him, cause and effect should be more taboo.

(End of this chapter)