I am doing construction in the cultivation world

Chapter 101
"This little monk is going to cry!"

Xiao Zhong followed Tang Xiao's head and climbed onto his shoulders, poked his head out and looked at Zeng Xiaogua:

"Is he the younger brother of Sister Xiaohua? He looks about the same age as Daodao and the others. My master, let's take him back and raise him too!"

Only then did Zeng Xiaogua notice Xiao Zhong, who looked like a milk doll, and his eyes widened immediately:
"This... this doll is so small!! How can such a big one talk?!!"

"Xiao Zhong is a weapon spirit!"

Xiao Zhong raised his chin proudly.

Zeng Xiaogua immediately forgot his embarrassment, and curiously circled the little clock twice, looking at his slightly transparent body with a look of amazement.

"This is the weapon spirit! I heard from the great masters that you need a magic weapon of the fifth grade or above to have a weapon spirit! Our Sutra Pagoda at Shami Peak is a fifth-grade magic weapon. I heard that it won't be long before a weapon spirit can be born. , will its weapon spirit be like you by then?"

"Hey! Xiao Zhong is now the weapon spirit of the eighth-rank magic weapon, but it is not comparable to the fifth-rank magic weapon!"

"My God!"

Seeing the little monk's amazed face, Xiao Zhong became more and more proud.

Yishan patted Zeng Xiaogua’s little head and said:

"Okay! Alright! You two are still chatting, do you want me to help you take a leave of absence for the master or go back to class?"

"Ah! Is it okay? Thank you, uncle! Let's go, let's ask for leave! Xiaogua wants to accompany Engong around!"

Zeng Xiaogua took Yishan's monk's robe and walked towards the Hall of Training Sounds, his small steps were so joyous.

……

He took Zeng Xiaogua, who had been imprisoned for more than half a year, to play in Shengjing City for half a day, and left him a jade slip so that he could communicate with Zeng Xiaohua after evening classes.

Xiao Zhong's suggestion Tang Xiao also thinks it is good, after all, he is just a little novice novice in Shengjing Temple, if he wants to practice, but does not want to be so separated from his ordinary relatives, it will undoubtedly be better to go back to the city with her.

After all, Shengjing Temple has strict discipline. Even if he chooses to become a lay disciple in the future, he will have to wait until he is 12 years old to see his qualifications and understanding before he can be officially accepted as a disciple and taught the method of cultivation. For the remaining five years, he will still have to be locked up in Novice Peak to learn how to read. Practice Buddhism.

But Zeng Xiaogua refused, he was determined to be Yishan's disciple, but Yishan said that he would make an exception and accept him as a disciple if he had to complete all the lessons in the Sutra Hall and the Hall of Training Sounds ahead of time, and he had already studied in the past six months There are a lot of scriptures, and I don’t want to give up halfway.

On the second day, the selection competition, presided over by Master Wu'ai himself, began in the Foyin Square of the temple.

Tang Xiao and several sixth-grade monks are not the only ones participating in the selection. There are also two foundation building quotas to be selected from among the disciples. Eighth-grade, seventh-grade, and one quota for the fifth-grade have already been reserved, and will be led by Master Kong Min. He personally led the team, assisted by Zha Hongshun, a seventh-grade lay disciple of Master Kongkong, and then Yishan, a fifth-grade disciple.

Considering the time issue, there are too many Foundation Establishment disciples, and it is definitely not easy to wait for the selection of the sixth rank, so in the morning it is the competition between Tang Xiao and the other three sixth rank eminent monks.

Looking at the two people who suddenly appeared, Yishan looked a little unhappy. Master Kongmin had clearly said that there was only one person, and monks didn't keep their promises. No wonder he couldn't defeat his master with such a high level of cultivation. At first glance, he didn't practice Buddhism well. Pious!

Tang Xiao doesn't care, anyway, there is no difference between one and three. If you win, you will go to the secret realm to play, and if you lose, you will go home. It's just that she thinks she shouldn't lose. After all, the comparison is superpower and prohibition. The former is easy to trigger system tasks , the latter happens to be what I am good at.

The content of the competition is very simple. The six-rank ten thousand soul banner that Zha Hongshun collected in the secret realm, as the name suggests, contains tens of thousands of unjust souls, and the two main souls with the highest cultivation have reached the middle and early sixth ranks respectively.

Cha Hongshun will destroy the soul banner at the beginning of the competition, when tens of thousands of souls will rush out, Tang Xiao and the three Buddhist heavenly kings will stand on the east, west, north, south sides, whoever saves more souls within the specified time will win, Cha Hong Shun and several other masters would sweep around the formation to save the leaked souls, and whoever had more souls leaked out would be deducted double the amount of their souls.

Before the start of the competition, they had a stick of incense time to set up restrictions to prevent the souls from escaping.

As for the two sixth-grade main souls, naturally whoever has the ability to restrain and defeat them will be the one to save them.

Ordinary souls and foundation-building souls are counted as one point, Hundred Refiners are counted as five points, Martial Saints are counted as ten points, Golden elixirs are counted as fifty points, those in the early stage of the sixth level are counted as six hundred points, and those in the middle stage are counted as one thousand points.

Seeing that the three monks were busy taking out the materials in their storage bags, Tang Xiao directly threw out a set of small prohibition flags that Bai Buran had helped her raise, and leisurely arranged them to the west of the square she was responsible for.

Looking at the set of forbidden flags whose quality is close to the eighth grade at a glance, the monks stared wide-eyed.

"Is this...is this cheating?"

"Amitabha, this is my own magical weapon. If you are capable, you can take out this magical weapon."

"Almost forgot, that's Immortal Bai's apprentice!"

"Isn't this unfair to the senior uncles?"

The disciples below were talking one after another, but the uncles and uncles who were watching the show in the high tower were not anxious at all. They had no intention of letting the three disciples win, but they just heard that Cha Hongshun was going to use Wanhun. Banners were given to them to compete in salvation, which was a huge amount of merit. They usually practiced incense, but they could not accumulate so much merit, so they specially sent two more people to participate, in order to seize the opportunity to save a few more lives. I'm an unjust soul, I want to share this benefit.

The three sixth-rank heavenly kings completed their restraints one after another before the time incense burned to ashes. After Master Wu'an nodded, Cha Hongshun took out the black soul banner from the storage bag and violently crushed it.

The howling wind suddenly blew up, as if the gate of hell was wide open, and the sky was completely dark. The huge square instantly turned into a paradise for innocent souls. No matter where they went, they were finally blocked by the restrictions arranged in all directions. The evil spirit of tens of thousands of innocent souls made the disciples watching outside the restriction change their colors one after another.

The moment the wronged soul appeared, before he had time to feel the majesty and eerieness of the scene, Tang Xiao heard the familiar prompt from the system:

Ding!A large number of wronged souls that need to be released have been detected. In order to prevent the wronged souls from continuing to rise and fall in the sea of ​​suffering, imitating the wronged souls and affecting the safety of civilized society, let us all go to the right place!

Is it a direct salvation?

Um?Is this okay?There are two sixth-grade ones here!
Tang Xiao was still hesitating, so he looked at the female wronged soul in the middle stage of the sixth rank among the ten thousand souls and looked at her with cold eyes. She licked her chapped lips and felt that there was only this girl on the field, and she was still alive. It's beautiful, very suitable for seizing a house.

Just when the wronged soul felt that his chance to be reborn had come, tens of thousands of wronged souls on the field were suddenly shocked. Including the two sixth-level wronged souls and the thirteen fifth-level wronged souls, all of them had signs of struggle on their faces. However, within a few breaths, the three eminent monks had just begun to recite the salvation scriptures. The densely packed souls on the scene were directly enveloped by the golden light of merit, and their faces calmly dispersed in the light. The huge golden rain of merit hit Tang Xiao like a meteor.

The entire Shengjing Temple was silent.

After a brief period of silence, there was an uproar.

"What just happened?"

"Didn't I see that the door of hell is wide open?"

"What kind of ghost gate? That's the shattered banner of all souls!"

"I just bent down and picked up my shoes. Can any senior brother tell me where the ghosts in the sky just now went?"

"Why is there a meteor shower?"

Not only the uncles on the tower, but even the corners of Master Wu'an and Cha Hongshun couldn't help twitching, this is too disrespectful of martial arts! ! !

Tang Xiao was made golden by the light of merit, not to mention that she had picked up a dozen or so high-level skills. At this moment, her smile was undoubtedly very bright in every sense.

I didn't expect the system to be so considerate.

Immediately, the depression about the system's previous inaction on Cheng Suxin's matter was dispelled a lot.

Although Yishan was also very shocked, he couldn't help laughing immediately:

"Amitabha! Hahahaha! So good! Hahahaha! It's you!"

At this time, the most unbelievable thing is the other three eminent monks who participated in the competition. They looked at the empty square in front of them with the same bewildered expression, and half of the supernatural scriptures got stuck in their mouths, and they agreed. How about seizing the time to earn merit?With so many wronged souls, how could they be able to snatch hundreds or thousands of them?But now, the performance of the three of them is zero.

(End of this chapter)