Spiritual recovery?It doesn't matter, I will speak out!

Chapter 102 The Arrival of Buddhism (additional 4000)

Putting away the seven-star array, Jiang Chuan looked at the time, and it was not time for meal. After thinking about it, he decided to continue to open the door needed for the Golden Bell Shade.

Because at present, apart from the Golden Bell Shade, which was practiced the first time, and has been used proficiently for a period of time, you can start to improve in the next step. The other spells have not been completed for a long time, and they are still a bit rusty, which is not easy to grow.

After thinking about it, his current improvement mainly lies in his technique. In order to ensure that he can get the Five Lightning Pill, he must win the Daomen Grand Ceremony.

Jiang Xi didn't think that the old heavenly master knew that the key lies in the sixth rank, and people in Buddhism would not know it, but from what the old heavenly master said, this bet was proposed by people from the Buddhist side, so it is naturally impossible to be unsure, even It can be said that the grasp should be greater than that of Taoism.

Then yourself becomes very important.

Even if the cauldron is not used, it is necessary to protect the body with a golden bell cover to ensure that no unexpected situation will lead to defeat.

Just do what you said, Jiang Lan took a deep breath, concentrated on it, and began to attack the remaining barriers with the Buddha's rhyme
Outside the house, Liang Zhiche was going to come to this independent small courtyard to ask Jiang Chou to have dinner.

"Brother, are you going to eat?"

Liang Zhiche stopped in his tracks, leaned suspiciously against the door, and listened to the movement from inside in disbelief.

"this is"

He clearly heard that it was indeed Jiang Xi's voice, but what made him make such a voice?

"Hmm. Heh! Uhhh!"

Hard to do.
Liang Zhiche frowned and screened carefully.
In the compound, Xuanqing was a little strange, and said to Lu Yun: "Liang Zhiche has been gone for so long, is something wrong, you go and see."

"Okay." Lu Yun nodded, got up and left the dining table to go to another courtyard.

Then it never came back.

"Tut Lou Leshan, you go."

"it is good."

never come back.

"Qin"

"Master, you don't need to say anything, I will definitely bring them here."

never come back.

Finally, Xuanqing couldn't sit still anymore, and got up to check in person.

The other courtyard is just behind the compound where everyone lives, but it is a short distance to get out of the courtyard gate.

When Xuan Qing arrived at the scene, he found four people standing neatly against the wall on both sides of Jiang Chuan's room door, their ears were pressed against the wall, and they were still whispering.

"Unexpectedly, Jiang Xi not only hides his cultivation base, but also his physical fitness is so strong!"

"You came the earliest, how long has it been?"

"It should have been half an hour since I came here. I don't know how long before that."

"I know that this is an ascetic practice that came from Dongpu. It's called Cunzhi. Long-term practice can achieve the effect of delaying time. Judging from the time, he may have been immersed in this way for many years."

"Is there such a thing? An eye-opener."

"You're not lying again, are you?"

"That's really not true. If you don't believe me, just check it online. Ordinary people can also practice."

"Hey, it's true, there is another link here, what is the challenge of inches, have you seen it?"

"There are too many challenges like this, and each one is full of difficulties. I have tried, but the most basic ones have failed, which is unexpected."

"Cough cough!"

Lou Leshan was talking excitedly when he suddenly heard a cough behind him, and when he turned around, he saw Xuan Qing with an ugly face.

The others immediately retreated to the sides, their faces full of embarrassment.

Lou Leshan waved at Xuanqing: "Uncle Master, come and listen, it's amazing."

"That's how you asked him to eat, and he didn't go in the house?"

Xuan Qing was a little angry.

But who knows, everyone's expressions changed, and they shook their heads frantically: "You can't get in, you can't get in."

Xuan Qing was puzzled, and frowned lightly: "Let me hear what it is that attracts you so much."

He took two steps forward, imitating their appearance, and put his ear on the door, but at this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open.

boom!
Xuan Qing covered his nose and took two steps back, Jiang Lan was surprised: "Oh? Why are you all here, what happened to your nose, Master Xuan Qing?"

"It's okay."

Eavesdropping is not an honorable thing, and it is even more embarrassing to be broken into. Xuan Qing quickly waved his hands and explained:

"Your nose hit the cabinet this morning, we're here to ask you to eat."

"Hey, with so many people, I thought you had any bad ideas that I needed to decide."

Jiang Shou practiced the third layer of the golden bell cover, and he was in a good mood. He pulled Xuan Qing out of his ears and walked out affectionately:
"Oh, why do you bother Master Uncle to come over for such a trivial matter? Just ask Liang Zhiche to come.

But uncle, how long has it been since you touched your nose? Why hasn’t it healed after such a long time? How about I go to the alchemy room to steal some pills for you?This cannot be delayed."

Looking at the two people who were drifting away, Lou Leshan looked back at Jiang Xi's unclosed room, and walked in curiously.

Lu Yun followed closely and grabbed Lou Leshan: "Not good."

But Lou Leshan didn't speak, but his expression became more dignified.

Qin Shenbo looked serious: "What's wrong?"

But Lou Leshan just shook his head and sighed: "I still underestimated him."

"What did you find?" Liang Zhiche also followed.

Lou Leshan pointed to the bed and explained solemnly: "Look, the bed is clean and tidy, the trash can is empty, but the sound you heard just now really came from the room, not the bathroom.

And the most important point is the air! "

"Air?" Qin Shenbo's eyes were filled with confusion.

"Yes, the air is too fresh, which is very wrong." Lou Leshan's nose twitched slightly, and he was very sure.

Others couldn't understand what Lou Leshan meant, but Liang Zhiche could. He immediately felt sick and took two steps back in horror: "You're quite a pervert."

Lou Leshan glanced at him, ignored him, and continued to talk to himself:
"Calculating the time, the interval between Uncle Xuanqing's appearance and his coming out is very short, which means that it is impossible for him to complete the processing in such a short period of time, then the answer is obvious."

"What is it?" The three asked in unison.

Lou Leshan turned his head, looked out from the gate, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said slowly:
"This is the highest state of stopping, and you can't let it go!"

All of a sudden, everyone gasped.

Qin Shenbo sighed even more: "As expected of being born in Buddhism, you must be self-disciplined!"

Lou Leshan also sighed: "He looks handsome and looks like a gentleman, but I didn't expect to practice such a stunt in private. He really knows people, knows his face, but doesn't know his heart."

Jiang Xi was picking up the rice, counting the harvest from last night to just now, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

With the current proficiency and spiritual strength of the golden bell cover, the third floor is the limit. Although there is still a long way to go before the seventh floor is perfect, the effect of the third floor alone has surprised him.

Today's golden bell can not only counteract melee physical attacks, but also has a good defensive effect on spells. As long as it does not exceed the threshold that the golden bell can withstand, even spells can be resolved by it. Then integrate part of the power into the golden bell cover, and when needed, it can be transformed into a torrent of spiritual power to bounce back.

It is somewhat similar to the traits of the gluttonous ghost Wuqi Dynasty Yuan who fought and became stronger in the big tomb back then.

Another harvest is naturally the Seven Star Sword Formation. Even though it is only a frame, the effect is top-middle-top. Although I don't know how it will be in actual combat, at least in terms of breath, it is equivalent to launching seven embedded spells at the same time. There are still connections between them, and they can cooperate.

If in the future, every time a technique is completed, a backup is made as a module that can be disassembled and replaced at any time. For just one technique, Jiang Sui's combat power can be increased by seven times.

Of course, this is only an ideal situation. After all, it takes time to disassemble and replace, and the battle situation changes rapidly. Sometimes it is necessary to use several spells at the same time. In this case, the flexibility of the Seven Star Sword Array is not enough to support the demand.

But even so, although it can't reach seven times, it can be increased several times.

And the most important point is that so far, apart from the fact that the corresponding strength will also be doubled, there are no side effects.

However, power consumption is actually not a problem at all. Jiang Xi’s main focus is to eat hundreds of meals. The Buddha’s rhyme is not enough to change the Dao Qi, and the Dao Qi is not enough to change the Haoran righteousness. Just wait until you get the Five Thunder Pill and re-train the usable Haoran Righteousness, starting the cultivation of the white tiger's secret method, and solving the problem of spiritual power, he will be able to let his future opponents have a good experience of what is called a magic machine gun.

If it is said that the inventor of cultivating immortals, then it must be me, Jiang Chen thought happily.

Unable to help, he looked at Xuan Qing.

If he knew that the Seven Star Sword Formation he cultivated was still a little pure who hadn’t been developed, he wouldn’t be angry~ he wouldn’t beat me up~ Hey, it’s so scary, the Quanzhen Sect, unlike me, only develops the formation fiercely ~
Xuan Qing felt a chill all over his body, and suddenly raised his head to look at Jiang Xi, who pointed his chin at himself and looked at him with his nostrils.

The corners of his mouth were bent, his lips were pursed, and the brows on both sides were raised, and he looked down forcibly, with pitiful, mocking, regretful, smirking, and joking expressions in his eyes.

This made Xuan Qing feel very awkward, and couldn't help but frown and said, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I suddenly thought of something funny."

Jiang Shou realized that his inadvertent expression was too arrogant, so he restrained himself, lowered his head and continued to cook.

Xuan Qing's eyelids twitched, and his intuition told him that the so-called funny things had a lot to do with him.

Jiang Xi didn't dare to look at Xuan Qing again, fearing that he couldn't help laughing, so he looked at other people.

But when he saw it, he felt a chill all over his body.

What are you looking at?

Talking about admiration is not like admiration, talking about worship is not like worshiping.

Especially Qin Shenbo, what's the matter with you kid?You didn't show such a heaven-defying expression when I gave him Guitu Rong in front of you, did you?

"I'm stuffed."

Jiang Xi put down the bowl and chopsticks, turned around and left.

He really can't bear the look of looking at rare animals.

"Could it be that they felt the arrogance of domineering when I practiced? It's outrageous."

Jiang Chou shook his head, scolding them as idiots in his heart.

Just as he was planning to hang out and have some fun, he suddenly remembered something. After thinking about it, he walked straight towards the road in his memory.

Today's Tianshi Mansion is extremely lively.

Not because of anything else, but because people from the Buddhist sect have arrived.

They didn't come here separately, but more like they went up the mountain together after making an appointment to meet at the foot of the mountain.

At this time, they came together, and the momentum was extremely huge.

If Jiang Xie was present, it would be easy to think of the scene when Linglan beat Fengxian. It happened that the Buddhist side was full of bald heads, which was very visual.

The Daomen side is not bad either. The Daomen masters who participated in the meeting in the Tianshi Hall the day before have all received the news at this moment and have come to the mountain gate to wait for the people from the Buddhist sect to arrive.

At the forefront are naturally Zhang Zexing, Qin Zhenren, Wang Zhenren, Li Xi and other masters of Guiyuan Wuji, but the old master is not there.

Some main fighters in the Taoist sect who are usually very hostile to the Buddhist sect are a little dissatisfied when they see the Buddhist sect making great fanfare, but because of the face of the old heavenly master, they still suppressed their words.

It's just that indifferent eyes are definitely not friendly.

"Amitabha, it seems that friends from the Taoist sect don't welcome us very much."

An old monk who was also in the forefront was smiling and spoke very politely, but faintly made people feel a little arrogant.

Li Xi had a hippie smile on his face, and he didn't look like an expert at all: "Zhizheng, you don't know this, it took a long time to persuade everyone to come over to greet you.

Don't talk about others, just talk about me. Zhang Tianshi asked me three times before I was willing to come and have a look.

If I had known that the voice I heard first was yours, I would definitely not have come. "

The old monk's smile gradually faded, and he shook his head helplessly: "Why bother?"

Someone from the Buddhist gate wanted to help, but the person in the front just raised his hand slightly, and no one in the entire Buddhist gate made a sound.

Because in Buddhism, his status is similar to that of an old celestial master. He is now the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Ci'en, and the only master of Buddhism.

"Master Zhang, do you know where the old master is?"

"My father is in the medicine field. He asked me to receive you first, arrange your residence, and then take you to see him."

Zhang Zexing's words and deeds are very decent, but his face is always expressionless, showing no emotions or dislikes.

"Amitabha, that's fine, the guest is up to the host."

Ci'en performed a Buddhist ceremony, and then the Taoist gate followed the Buddhist gate, and a group of people walked up the mountain in a mighty manner.

Zhang Zexing's planning was meticulous and watertight. He not only settled all the nearly a hundred people from the Buddhist sect, but also took care of the relationship between the various sects of the Buddhist sect and their respective preferences. After settling down, no one was dissatisfied with the residence.

On the way to visit the old celestial master, Ci En, who brought only two apprentices to see the old celestial master, couldn't help sighing: "Zhang celestial master has the style of everyone, and the celestial master's mansion can be rejuvenated for another hundred years."

But Zhang Zexing just thanked him politely, and then said seriously: "It will be prosperous again for thousands of years."

Ci'en was taken aback for a moment, and said sincerely: "It's the old monk's fault."

"It's okay." Zhang Zexing continued to lead the way without joy or generation.

But Ci'en didn't care, and a young monk beside Ci'en was a little dissatisfied.

He is still childish, he may only be sixteen or seventeen years old, but his eyes are very firm and upright.

In his opinion, the only respectable people in Tianshi Mansion are his master Ci'en and the old Tianshi. Zhang Zexing is nothing at all, and he dares to look down on his master.

Sensing the apprentice's anger, Ci'en sighed and reprimanded: "Have you forgotten what you said for the teacher?"

The little monk wanted to explain, but Ci'en shook his head: "You are not sure, taking you to see the old heavenly master is just a laughing stock, so you can just wait here for me to come out, your senior brother will just go in with me."

The little monk looked at the big monk behind Ci'en as if asking for help.

The big monk looked simple and honest, seeing this, he was helpless, rubbed the head of the little monk, and said to him: "Listen to Master."

The little monk had no choice but to watch the figures of the three disappear into the pass of the valley ahead.

At this moment, a figure emerged from a haystack next to the little monk.

The little monk looked vigilantly, but found that the man was holding a handful of herbs, coughing and spitting out a mouthful of straw.

"Damn it, I was scared to death. I thought they were here to arrest me."

(End of this chapter)