This devil can't get through

Chapter 114 Can't Escape Death?

Master Qingyang...

Gee.

Xia Qingyang sighed helplessly and melancholy, then lowered his head and continued to clean up his trash.

Zhao Caishen said unhappily: "Junior Brother Qingyang, do you know what it means for me to cut off the sect leader?"

Xia Qingyang raised his head expressionlessly and said, "Brother Gongming, wait until I collect these things before we talk about it, my little brother is very poor."

Zhao Caishen was speechless at the time, he wanted to say how could the leader of Jiejiao 'picking up trash'?
But no, because the current teaching is poor and useless.

Most of the living people were sent to the Western Buddhism, and the dead were either scattered or hung in the sky like him.

Except for the once-popular name of the great religion, there is really nothing left... But this name is very important to some people, representing the orthodoxy of Taoism, which is also a symbol of luck.

Of course, it's useless to Xia Qingyang... At least at this stage, it's useless.

He isn't even a fairy, so what is he doing in the name of a leader?Is it hateful?

Zhao Gongming was speechless, and his face covered with needles showed annoyance and embarrassment.

At this moment, with a movement of his expression, the incense avatar disappeared.

The woodcarvings in the entire temple also concealed their spirituality at once, as if they were 'quiet'.

"Squeak~"

The gate of the temple was opened.

Xia Qingyang raised his head in surprise, and saw his master Xuanyin's wife Song Xiaoci walking over with a straight face.

He wanted to be cowardly at the time, but thinking that the temple was under the watchful eyes of everyone, wouldn't it be embarrassing to be so cowardly?
He straightened his attitude and said, "Master, are you looking for me?"

Song Xiaoci glanced at him and felt that something was wrong with him.

But it's okay, she just came over and dropped a sachet and said, "Here, this is the spiritual material accumulated by the teacher over the years, you can take it out and use it yourself if you see what is suitable... enough for you to make another pair 'Blood-drinking claws'."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Xia Qingyang's reaction, he turned his head and left in a hurry.

Xia Qingyang froze for a moment, his divine sense swept over the spiritual materials in the sachet...

I saw that all of them are relatively advanced refining materials, at least two grades higher than the main material of his previous 'Blood Drinking Claw', the star iron.

And the 'Blood-drinking God's Claw', which was made of star iron, was already a very convenient refining material that he could get... After all, he was too poor, so he could only find something of similar quality to make do with.

He originally thought about continuing the blood sacrifice with the blood of monsters, whether he could forcibly improve the quality of it.

It's good now, you don't need to waste that energy, just use better materials for refining.

But is Master caring about him?
Xia Qingyang shook his head with emotion.

Song Xiaoci left.

"Tsk tsk."

Someone next to him is smashing his mouth.

"Brother Gongming, you still..." Xia Qingyang turned his head to look, and saw a big bald man in Taoist robe shaking his head and gossiping.

Not Zhao Gongming.

He hurriedly cupped his fists and asked, "Dare to ask this senior, who are you?"

The rather handsome bald head said: "Little brother, you can call me senior brother."

Xia Qingyang blinked and asked, "Are you... Senior Duobao?"

Taoist Duobao immediately said with a straight face: "Call me senior brother!"

Xia Qingyang was taken aback, and called weakly: "Senior brother..."

Daoist Duobao immediately narrowed his eyes, and said with a face of a master of Taoism: "Okay, okay, brother, you can see that I have cut off the teaching and left the inheritance, so you can let it go."

Xia Qingyang suddenly felt that Daoist Duobao looked so dangerous, as if he was thinking of some terrible idea?
At this time Zhao Caishen also appeared, he looked at Taoist Duobao...with a hesitant look on his face, he said: "Eldest brother, you are... the incarnation of merit?"

Duobao nodded silently.

Zhao Caishen sighed secretly: "So, it seems that brother is doing well in that Buddhist gate."

Duobao said indifferently: "Those two uncles promised me to be the leader, and I can only do my best to consider the development of Buddhism."

Xia Qingyang was trembling, and only then did he remember that Daoist Duobao was turned into a 'Duobao Tathagata' at this time, right?
When the boss talks, he just wants to be a little transparent. He doesn't know if he will be silenced if he listens too much...

Unexpectedly, Zhao Gongming suddenly asked again at this time: "Eldest senior brother, do you need my brother to help?"

Daoist Duobao shook his head and said, "No need, I'll just take a look over there... Junior brother Zhao is my big disciple from the outer sect of Jiejiao, so just be our little junior brother and help us be the leader of the Jiejiao."

Zhao Gongming nodded silently and stopped talking.

Taoist Duobao also turned around melancholy, and then disappeared into the temple.

Xia Qingyang regarded himself as a little transparent.

However, Zhao Gongming sighed and said, "Brother, it's too difficult."

Xia Qingyang: "?"

I heard Zhao Caishen already said to himself: "There are many things in the world that don't need to know, but you are the new leader, junior brother, so you must know."

"Our senior uncle asked the senior brother to share the luck of Buddhism, and those two senior uncles planned to use the senior senior brother as the key to the prosperity of Buddhism... and also the person who will take the blame for them."

The amount of information was too much, which made Xia Qingyang a little confused.

Fortunately, Zhao Caishen didn't want to talk too much on this heavy topic, so he suddenly smiled and said: "Little brother, your beautiful master is a bit interesting."

Xia Qingyang immediately had a black thread... He felt that Brother Gongming would not be able to spit ivory out of his dog's mouth.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Gongming said: "Your mundane master is afraid that there will be a catastrophe that cannot escape in his life."

Xia Qingyang quickly asked: "Brother Gongming, may I ask why?"

Zhao Gongming stopped talking at this time, with a lazy expression, as if saying: Let you just ignore me!
Xia Qingyang is a very powerful guy, and said directly with a straight face: "Brother Gongming, good brother, hurry up and talk about it."

Zhao Gongming was speechless, and suddenly felt that it was a wrong decision for the sect leader to let such a shameless guy do it?

He said: "Okay, my brother will teach you a lesson..."

"Your master, did you commit a lot of murders in your early years?"

Xia Qingyang nodded, and then asked suspiciously: "But those murders have been washed away with merit?"

Zhao Gongming said: "Where is it so easy?"

"If it is really possible to kill at will and then cleanse with merit, wouldn't everyone be able to do whatever they want?"

"Although karma is cleared, cause and effect are hard to determine!"

"All spirits have the instinct to live well. How many lives was taken away by your beautiful master, the cause and effect of these lives will be gathered into killing and robbery to kill her."

Xia Qingyang was in a bad mood, so he stopped talking.

Zhao Gongming had already said: "I know you want to ask for a solution."

"It's okay to tell you."

"Once the catastrophe comes, there are only two solutions."

"One is to use close people to go through calamity instead of death... Chanjiao those shameless like to use disciples as substitutes for calamity."

Xia Qingyang's scalp felt a little numb at the time... Isn't that what Master thinks?
Zhao Gongming also said: "The second is to kill those who should be robbed, and then the robbing will pass... True monks of the magic way act in this way."

"Generally, there are only two paths. Junior brother, you can take care of yourself."

As soon as the words fell, the incense incarnation of Zhao Caishen disappeared in place.

Xia Qingyang, on the other hand, was silent for a while, as if nothing had happened, took out the refining materials Song Xiaoci sent and began to think about how to refine the weapon...

　The normal three chapters, see my codewords at night to see if there are more changes, I am very busy today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)