I have 99 innate treasures

Chapter 106 Spectral Transformation (Part )

"Squeak-"

Qin Mu pushed open the courtyard door and immediately saw four pairs of tearful eyes.

"Why is it that just after leaving home for a short while, there is another child at home?"

He looked at Uncle Cang with confusion on his face, only to see Uncle Cang sitting on the stone bench, sighing and looking at the manuscript of the Analects of Confucius in his hand.

Even the sound of Qin Mu pushing open the courtyard door didn't alarm him.

"What's going on here?"

Qin Mu raised his eyebrows, glanced at the four children standing at the door, walked to the stone table, and patted Uncle Cang on the shoulder.

Only then did he come back to his senses.

"My boss?"

When Uncle Cang saw Qin Mu, he was startled at first, and then his eyes instantly turned red.

"My boss, I'm sorry for you!"

"what?"

Qin Mu was a little confused.

After seeing Qin Mu's expression, Uncle Cang immediately burst into tears and talked about everything just now.

Everything from the entry of Cangshan Old Demon to his departure just now was told.

When Qin Mu heard the demonic revised version of the Analects of Confucius written by Cangshan Old Demon, the expression on his face suddenly became extremely wonderful.

Uncle Cang looks old, but not only is he not confused, but he has a very strong memory. Otherwise, his parents would not have allowed him to be the shopkeeper of the bookstore.

He pointed at the Analects of Confucius copied by Qin Mu, and explained the explanation of Cangshan Old Demon one by one.

"Look at this sentence, Confucius said: "Knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing, this is knowing. The old man actually squinted his eyes and explained in a cold voice: You should know what I want you to know, and you can't know what I don't want you to know. Do you understand? ""

"And this..."

When Uncle Cang was complaining about these things, Cangshan Old Demon had already arrived at the restaurant in Baishi City based on the memory of the Nine Sons Ghost Po Yuan Shen.

It's just that he came late.

When he arrived at the restaurant, the only people left in the building were the chef and the waiter.

Cangshan Old Demon looked at the empty restaurant and his triangular eyes suddenly narrowed.

"I wonder if the young monk participated?"

Thinking about this, he took out a transmission talisman and sent a message to Master Bujie.

At the same time, outside Qixiao City;

In a cave in a certain mountain in the mountain range, Zhang Qianren's aura suddenly surged.

The next moment, he opened his eyes suddenly, and a light flashed in his cloudy eyes.

"I have been cultivating Taoism for decades, and today, I have finally advanced to the pill-forming stage!"

Zhang Qianren murmured softly, recalling the past in his mind.

"If my magic power hadn't been abolished back then, I might have become Yuanying today, or even... Yuanshen!"

Thinking of this, Yue Yang, who looked like a sick ghost, appeared in his mind.

"Yue Yang, I have endured the hatred you had for informing me for decades!"

"Do you think you can erase this matter by taking care of my food and clothing?"

"The hatred for blocking the road is irreconcilable!"

Zhang Qianren sneered and raised his hand to grab the Ruyi golden cudgel standing beside him.

"Now, I hold the innate treasure in my hand, and my cultivation level has reached a higher level. I have reached the elixir formation stage. Even if you have a thousand more lives, you will definitely die one day!"

As soon as he thought of this, his mind moved, and the Ruyi Golden Cudgel immediately turned into a jade hairpin and was inserted back into his head.

The fat monk, who was invisible a hundred feet away, noticed this scene with his spiritual consciousness, and his heart immediately moved.

"It turns out that this is what you want, big and small, and can change as you wish..."

He secretly remembered this matter in his heart, and at the same time withdrew his consciousness and began to perceive other places. After discovering that there were only two of them on the mountain and the other elders had not searched here, they immediately took out the talisman used to signal others from the storage ring.

Just by spitting out his spiritual power, the talisman paper immediately ignited, and at the same time, he also printed the mark of his spiritual consciousness on it.

In Qixiao City, Zen Master Baiyun, who was reciting scriptures, seemed to notice something and immediately took out a handful of burned talisman ashes from his arms.

"Is this... Master Jueli's messenger talisman?"

Suddenly, his originally kind-hearted face suddenly showed a sinister look.

"What a thief, I finally let the old monk find you!"

After saying this through gritted teeth, he immediately turned into a light on the street and hurried towards where Master Jueli was.

Since the Baiyun Temple was reduced to ashes and their fates were also scrapped, Master Baiyun used secret techniques to link the messengers between them.

Therefore, the first time he saw Fu Hui, he sensed the aura of the secret technique that he personally performed and the imprint of Master Jueli's consciousness.

When he was high in the sky, his huge consciousness immediately began to scatter.

In the cave, Zhang Qianren released the Clear Spring Technique, which caused a clear spring to flow out of thin air in the cave, washing his whole body and removing the odor of sweat from being in seclusion for several days.

At the same time, his somewhat sluggish spirit suddenly revived.

After the spell dissipated, he released the Qingfeng Technique to dry his clothes and long white-black hair.

Zhang Qianren felt the breeze evoked by the technique, and a faint smile appeared on his skinny face that had been serious for a long time.

Since his cultivation was abolished, he has suffered serious old injuries in his body, making it difficult for his spiritual power to function, making it difficult to perform many spells.

Although Buddha Fashan used the Holy Land Kung Fu to heal his old injuries, he didn't have time to use it until now.

At this time, the nine alchemy-stage elders of Baiyun Temple also received the messenger talisman from the fat monk, Master Jueli, and flew towards here quickly.

Master Jueli (the fat monk) couldn't wait for a long time, so he subconsciously explored his spiritual consciousness.

But almost instantly, Zhang Qianren sensed him.

"Where did the bald donkey come from?"

In an instant, this thought came to his mind.

But at the next moment, his expression immediately became serious, a cold light bloomed in his eyes, and inexplicable thoughts welled up in his heart.

"This place of retreat that I chose has no village or shop in front of it, and it is dozens of miles away from Qixiao City."

"Why did a monk suddenly arrive here?"

"I hope he has not arrived here long ago... If this is the case, it means that my whereabouts are already under their control."

"The only one in the world who can use such methods is the imperial court!"

Thinking of this, the cold color in his eyes became more intense.

Immediately afterwards, he slowly walked out of the cave and said in a cold voice: "Who is this fellow Taoist who is secretly spying on me? Please reveal yourself quickly."

Listening to the coldness in his voice, Master Jueli's fat face showed a look of regret.

"Why did I suddenly lose my consciousness?"

"It's embarrassing now."

Thinking of this, he immediately spread out a hundred feet away with an embarrassed look on his face.

During this period, his consciousness kept exploring the surroundings, wary of several elders of Baiyun Temple and Zen Master Baiyun.

A few breaths later, he appeared in front of Zhang Qianren.

Jue Li knew very well that with his cultivation methods, it would be difficult...or in other words, the hope of surviving in the hands of Zhang Qianren, who held the innate treasure, was very slim.

Thinking of this, he speeded up and appeared in front of Zhang Qianren in just a few breaths.

Sensing that other people did not appear within the range of his spiritual consciousness, he smiled and said: "The leader of the Li Zi Banner of the Demon Suppression Division has met Zhang Daoyou."

Zhang Qianren narrowed his eyes fiercely, sneered, and said word by word: "Flag Master of the Demon Suppression Division!"

(End of this chapter)