The years when I opened a coffin shop in the world of Ninth Uncle

Chapter 176
Feng Lao shook his head when he heard this, stood up and said, "Zen Master Kongming, that's all Feng said, it's up to you whether you listen or not."

"Daozhang Zhang, don't worry, I, Feng, will do the job of hunting down the devil this time, and Feng will definitely not shirk it, so I leave."

"Red Light, let's go."

After speaking, he left the table and walked towards the door.

Wang Hongguang followed Master closely and left, looked at Monk Yuanben, and said, "Fat Monk, trust me, you will definitely regret it."

"You..."

As soon as Monk Yuan Ben made a sound, he saw that Wang Hongguang didn't pay attention to him at all, and just followed Feng Lao straight away, with nowhere to vent his anger.

Zhang Fengyi originally thought about coming out to smooth things over by himself, but now it seems that this matter may not be so easy to settle.

Thinking of what Feng Lao said just now, he was a little puzzled, even hard to understand.

Xu Ping!

This person was able to kill Shi Jian without any effort, so his morality must be high, but can a young man really practice such a morality without being afraid of anyone?

You must know that in Fahua Temple, there are two eminent monks with top strength, and any one of them will have a pivotal position in the world.

"Amitabha, let everyone see a joke..."

Until this moment, Master Liaokong spoke, his face was neither sad nor angry or happy, making it impossible to see his inner emotions.

"Where, where..."

"Master Liaokong is serious. It's clearly Maoshan and that young man who don't know what's good or what's wrong."

"Yes, yes!"

"As a cultivator surnamed Feng, he is timid and afraid of getting into trouble, so he turned to the official family. He is simply a cultivator. Master Yuanben, you must not take it to heart."

"..."

The people who remained were all pandering to Fahua Temple, although they had all heard about Xu Ping single-handedly killing Shi Jian and recovering the evil spirits.

But after all, I have never seen it with my own eyes, so how can it compare to Zen Master Kong Ming and Master Liao Kong, who are well-known and well-known monks.

As for Feng Lao who left just now, not many people talked about it, or even took it to heart.

In the chain of contempt in the practice circle, even Feng Lao and others were ranked at the lowest level, even worse than those demons of the White Lotus Sect.

"Zhang Daochang, Master Liaokong, now that you two are the leaders of our group, why don't you lead us to deal with the devil."

"That's right, I don't know if the one named Feng is reliable or not. Who knows if he will lead someone and suddenly stab a knife in the back."

Throughout the ages, practitioners have never had a good impression of the imperial government.

Zhang Fengyi readily agreed.

Master Liao Kong shook his head: "Everyone, I am old and weak, and I really have no strength to do it. Let my junior brother represent Fahua Temple."

A look of joy flashed in Zen Master Kongming's eyes, but when he glanced at his fellow disciple from the corner of his eye, he was disdainful, "Senior brother's words are serious, but since senior brother wants to rest, let me, a worthless junior brother, represent Fahua Temple , must be in the capital of Nanyue Province, to kill the devil."

After hearing this, Master Liaokong nodded, then got up and left.

After he left, the group of people began to discuss again. After a while, when they were about to go down the mountain like headless chickens, a young monk came over and said: "Master Uncle, Master Uncle, the Feng who left just now Donor, let me hand this over to you."

As he spoke, he handed out a note, before the fat monk circled himself.

Everyone was puzzled and remained silent for a while.

Yuan Ben frowned slightly, and instead of accepting it immediately, he pondered and said, "Did he say anything else?"

"No."

A golden light flashed in his eyes, and he found that there was nothing unusual about the note, so Yuan Ben reached out to take the note, and said casually, "Get back."

"Yes!"

The little monk exited the hall, Monk Yuanben spread out the note, glanced at it, and his expression changed slightly in an instant.

"what happened?"

"Master Yuanben, what is written on it?"

"Isn't it afternoon?"

Gathering his mind a bit, Monk Yuanben turned to look at the crowd, and when his gaze drifted past, he paused for a moment in front of Master Kong Ming.

Looking at the crowd, he pondered for a long while before slowly saying: "There is an address written on it, which refers to the location of the Nanyue sub-helm of the White Lotus Sect."

"what?"

"Is this address real or fake? Could it be that Feng, who wanted to deal with us, deliberately set a trap?"

"This is also very possible."

"That's right, he just left here, so quickly, he knew the location, and he was clearly deceiving."

"..."

The rest of the people in the hall had different opinions and generally didn't believe it, but only Zhang Fengyi said in a deep voice: "From the point of view of the poor, that fellow Feng Daoist should not be such a person, and he has been cultivating in Southern Guangdong for a long time, maybe he has already It’s not impossible to know something.”

"But don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case, Daoist!" the elder of Xingyimen said in a deep voice.

Zen Master Kongming, who had been sitting still, opened his eyes long ago when he heard Yuan Ben's words. At this moment, he looked at Zhang Fengyi and said slowly: "The Taoist priest is right. Now that we have clues, it's better Running around, as for whether it is a trap..."

"Everyone, everyone is the leader of each sect, are you still afraid?"

There is such a backbone here. When everyone heard it, they suddenly realized it, and said one after another: "With Zen Master Kongming here, what are we afraid of?"

"Okay, even if it's a dragon's pond and a tiger's lair, let's go and break into it."

Hearing everyone's echo, Zen Master Kongming was very satisfied, showing a gratified smile, nodding frequently, and then asked Taoist priest Zhang Fengyi: "What do you think, Taoist priest?"

Zhang Fengyi nodded: "The idea of ​​Zen Master Kongming coincides with that of Pindao."

"That's very good." Old Zen Master Kongming stood up slowly, and said with a smile, "Everyone, make some repairs first, and the old monk has to prepare. We will gather in the square in front of the main hall in fifteen minutes and then set off."

"it is good."

"Congratulations to Zen Master."

Zen Master Kongming smiled in satisfaction, and shouted, "Yuan Ben, come with me."

Fat monk Yuanben's smile froze, performed the Buddhist ceremony, bid farewell to everyone, and hurriedly followed Zen Master Kongming to the meditation room behind the temple.

……

Meditation nunnery.

The incense that has long since disappeared is now dilapidated, with broken walls and weeds everywhere, and it has become a habitat for wild boars and squirrels.

Under the afternoon sun, there was still a refreshing cold wind in the nunnery, which was very strange.

Xu Ping, Uncle Jiu and the others didn't stop at all, they came here directly.

Along the way, both of them couldn't finish talking.

After Xu Ping told the series of stories since he discovered the evil dragon, Uncle Jiu and Gu Nianhua were amazed.

As for the Dinghu real person in front of him, he still maintained his demeanor and walked in the front without hesitation.

But as Xu Ping narrated, his pace became slower and slower, and in the end, he directly expressed his confusion to Xu Ping.

"I do not believe!"

If it is true what this stinky boy said, then his morals and deeds are not below the poor ones... Dinghu Master just couldn't believe his own discovery, so he expressed his doubts to Xu Ping.

But this time, what surprised him was that no matter whether it was his apprentice or the charming and charming disciple, they all stood opposite each other, believing in what Xu Ping said.

"That's why Uncle Ninth, you and the other sects discovered the main altar of the White Lotus Sect in the Qinling Mountains, and successfully destroyed it."

Xu Ping listened to Uncle Jiu's narration, and he also yearned for it in his heart. He has never lacked this kind of pride in doing justice for the heavens.

Gu Nianhua was also grinning, and rushed to say: "And not only that, when I was in Maoshan, I won three games in a row."

"Win three games in a row?" Xu Ping asked enthusiastically, "Then let me listen carefully. How did you win and who did you win?"

Gu Nianhua was obviously very happy. Ever since she met Xu Ping, the corners of her mouth had been raised, "It's a competition of the same sect, and only the winner will be qualified to go down the mountain to encircle the main altar of the White Lotus Sect."

"The competition with her is a few senior brothers of the same generation as hers, and it will not be easy to win..." Uncle Jiu was also very pleased. He was naturally very happy to have such an apprentice fighting for him and earning face in the school.

He almost forgot about his home Yizhuang, and there were two apprentices waiting for him to go back.

After entering the nunnery, Gu Nianhua was extremely sensitive to Yin Qi, and said directly: "The Yin Qi in this place is very heavy, I don't know if it will breed evil spirits."

As the body of the most yin, after practicing now, staying in such a place makes her feel more comfortable.

Generally, even the dilapidated temples will still have a little aura left, especially those in the deep mountains and old forests.

Practitioners cannot intercept these remaining auras, but they are a great tonic for the spirits and ghosts in the forest.

Master Dinghu closed his eyes and concentrated, and after a while, he said: "There are no monsters here, and there should be no people here."

Xu Ping didn't know what kind of investigation method he used, but from his eyes, the situation he got was the same as Dinghu real person.

There are neither monsters breeding nor popularity here, so we know that the devil is not here.

Uncle Jiu took a few steps forward and asked, "Master, do you mean that the devil isn't here?"

Master Dinghu nodded, looked at Xu Ping, and said, "It seems that the trip was in vain."

Even so, the steps forward of the few people did not retreat. When Xu Ping came to a courtyard, the yin energy here was extremely strong, and he recognized it at a glance.

"It's so strange. I feel that many people should have died in this place. Why can't I see a single skeleton?" Daoist Dinghu looked strange.

Because the corpses were all taken away by Feng Lao's people... Xu Ping thought so in his heart, he judged that it would not be long before that group of people should come directly to this meditation nunnery under Feng Lao's leadership.

Walking through a corridor, what appeared in front of you was the main hall of the nunnery, where there was still a statue of Avalokitesvara, with one hand and one palm standing in front of the abdomen, and the other raised to the shoulder.

Although the Avalokitesvara dharma body is slightly mottled and worn out, with many damages, it is considered complete.

"It seems that this nunnery has been abandoned. It's better to burn it down, so as to save trouble." Jiu Shu suggested.

His attitude towards evil spirits is usually like a fire, and the matter is burnt.

"what?!"

"Even Guanyin Bodhisattva is burned?" Gu Nianhua exclaimed, this time he really became a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and it is hard to protect himself.

Looking at the statue of Avalokitesvara in front of him, Xu Ping frowned slightly, and said in deep thought: "There seems to be something wrong with the statue of Avalokitesvara?"

Gu Nianhua took a look and asked, "What's the problem?"

Where is the problem?Xu Ping didn't notice it for a while...

"and many more!"

Xu Ping yelled, and the startled people all looked sideways.

"Look, is there something missing from the Guanyin statue's hands?"

Uncle Jiu and Master Dinghu were going to look elsewhere, when they heard Xu Ping's words, they also looked up curiously.

After a while, Uncle Jiu pondered, "The jade bottle, the jade bottle is gone."

Xu Ping carefully recalled in his mind that when the nunnery was full of paper figurines, this jade bottle existed, and it seemed that out of awe, no one did anything to this Guanyin statue.

But now the jade bottle is gone!
"Could it be some small animal that accidentally knocked it off..." Gu Nianhua said her own judgment, after all, it was a deserted nunnery.

When they came back just now, they were on the road and saw many small animals climbing up and down.

Xu Ping nodded, and first agreed with her statement: "Xiao Hua, what you said is also possible, but..."

"If it was knocked down by a small animal, then this kind of muddy jade bottle should turn into a piece of debris when it falls on the ground. Have you found any debris on the ground?"

After hearing what Xu Ping said, the three of them took a closer look at the place, and saw lush weeds extending from the corner of the wall, and the ground was covered with dust, but there were no clods of soil.

"Hey, there's something there." Gu Nianhua pointed to a corner and shouted loudly.

The four of them immediately surrounded the past, and they found the jade bottle that was missing from the Guanyin statue.

Uncle Jiu picked up the jade purification bottle, and saw that the jade purification bottle was a clay sculpture, but the inner space was not small. He tried to turn the bottle mouth and shook it.

Nothing but some broken earth.

But there was a burst of fragrant breath, with his shaking, quietly spread from the bottle mouth, and spread to the surroundings.

"Back off!"

Uncle Jiu called out in alarm.

But smelling this smell, the body did not feel uncomfortable, on the contrary, I felt that my breathing was smooth, and my body was much lighter.

From this smell, Xu Ping felt something familiar.

Among the few people present, he was the only one who had been exposed to the power of incense, and he immediately recognized that the liquid contained in this jade bottle must have been influenced by incense.

Reminiscent of the leader of the White Lotus Sect, after arriving in Nanyue, Tianji Pan could not trace his aura...

Could it be related to the things in this jade bottle?
It is not an easy task for the leader to absorb the contents of the jade bottle.

Maybe it was because of panic, maybe it was because he thought it was useless, so he threw away this jade bottle at will.

Seeing Xu Ping lost in thought, Uncle Jiu asked, "Xiao Xu, what did you discover?"

"I suspect that the reason why the leader of the White Lotus Sect was able to block the secret plate is related to the contents of this bottle..." Xu Ping said his own analysis, looked at the three people in front of him, and sighed: "We are still a step late .”

"No!"

"It's not too late!"

Immortal Dinghu suddenly said, took the jade purification bottle from Uncle Jiu, and said with a smile: "If it is true what Xiao Xu said, then we can use this jade purification bottle to find the whereabouts of that devil."

Xu Ping asked: "Shall we look for it?"

Dinghu real person felt that he had regained his face, and proudly said: "Water has no permanent shape, and this jade purification bottle is made of clay. Although it seems useless, if you dissolve this jade purification bottle in water and refine it again, you can pass The refined liquid is used to search for the whereabouts of the devil with the secret plate."

(End of this chapter)