Jagged God

Back in the cave, he saw Dabao sitting in front of the stone table. On the table, there was a bamboo basket covered with a green cloth.

Dabao, who had always only been wearing a fig leaf, was now wearing a gray monk robe and walking on straw sandals, which made Liu Xia stunned for a long time.

"Senior, are you?"

"Hehe, I've already got the seven-color fairy grass, so it's meaningless for me to stay here any longer. Before leaving the master's gate, the master told me to go down the mountain and travel a lot. Now that I have fulfilled my wish, I should leave naturally."

Dabao said righteously.

"Uh, where is that senior planning to go?" Liu Xia asked curiously.

"I'm thinking about it, the world is so big, where can there be no place for the poor monk?"

With that said, Dabao took out a wooden box, put it on the table and continued:

"According to what you and I agreed, half of the seven-color fairy grass is for each person. The rest is here. Remember, only the leaves of the seven-color fairy grass are useful, and the remaining rhizomes are highly poisonous. There is no solution in the world, you ri If you use it later, be careful."

"Uh, half is enough? If senior is useful, you might as well take all of it."

Dabao was stunned for a moment, and said with a gratified smile: "One leaf is enough for such a fairy thing. You can accept it with peace of mind as it is too much. By the way, the old monk once said that you and I are very close, and you don't need to call me senior in the future. , how do we match up as brothers?"

"If the seniors don't dislike it, I will naturally wish for it."

Liu Xia chuckled, it's not a bad thing to know a brother of Cihang Yinzong.

Dabao is also refreshing, and the two of them pinch soil for incense.

"My name is Liu Xia, a disciple of Yunzong, I am 15 years old this year."

"Poor Monk Dabao, disciple of Cihang Yinzong, this year."

"What, you are?"

Liu Xia asked in surprise.

"Tch, you're calling out one senior at a time. It's none of my business."

Liu Xia smiled helplessly, it seemed that the bear had robbed him of it.

However, he was secretly shocked.

Dabao is already at the pinnacle of martial arts. Of course, the physique of his spirit beast has a lot to do with it. It can also be seen from this that Cihang Yinzong is really powerful.

I am really just a frog at the bottom of a well, but I know that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in this world.

It seems that after the matter of seeing Yunzong is over, he must go down the mountain to travel.

"Hey, idiot. Be pious when you worship God."

Dabao pushed Liu Xia and said.

Knowing that he was about the same age as her, Liu Xia naturally no longer feared him, and gave him a push.

The two laughed.

"Buddha, I, Dabao (Liu Xia), would like to become friends with Liu Xia (Dabao) eight times. I don't want to be born on the same day in the same month, but I want to die in the same year, on the same day."

After the worship, Liu Xia cupped his fists and said, "Brother!"

Dabao laughed and said, "Brother."

The two laughed and stood up.

After sitting down again, Liu Xia asked curiously: "Brother, don't monks usually have a dharma name or something. I don't know what is the dharma name of elder brother?"

"What are you talking about, by the way, where are you going to go next?"

Dabao changed the subject and asked curiously.

"I have to go back to see Yunzong to deal with some urgent matters. How about you, brother?"

Dabao looked disdainful, staring at a pair of dark eyes, and said with deep meaning: "What's urgent? Is there a little girl in the sect that you are very concerned about? Brother understands!"

"Uh, you're not a monk?"

Liu Xia said with a black line on his head.

"Amitabha, what's wrong with the monk? Can't the monk talk about women? Could it be that the Buddha was not born of a woman?"

Dabao said righteously.

"Okay, okay, if the Buddha knew that there was a disciple like you, he would have committed suicide."

Liu Xia laughed.

"It's better than this. Anyway, you are free, big brother. Why don't you come to see Yunzong with me. Is it different where you travel?"

Liu Xia pondered, the way back this time might not be peaceful, so it's always good to call a thug.

"See Yunzong?"

Dabao hesitated for a moment, nodded and said: "Alright, you are very lucky, the poor monk has been trying to get the seven-color fairy grass that you haven't gotten for two years. You can get it right away. Maybe you can find Ruyitian after following you." beads."

Liu Xia was taken aback when he heard the name.

He had heard of Ruyi Dzi Bead before, and it was the same level of treasure as Seven Se Immortal Grass.

It is said that only growing in the land of flames can help people calcine bone marrow.

Dabao is now at the peak of martial arts, and looking for this thing must be a preparation for him to step into Wuzong.

"Ruyi Dzi Bead, Seven Color Immortal Grass. Brother, are you planning to refine the Nether Demon Subduing Pill?"

Liu Xia asked curiously.

"That's right, the impoverished monk's cultivation base has improved too fast, and his foundation has not been firmly established, but now he is stuck at this important threshold. If he can find the well-known Demon Subduing Pill, he will have a certain degree of confidence in stepping into the Martial Sect."

Dabao let out a long sigh, and said in a low voice, it seems that he had worked very hard to find this Nether Demon Subduing Pill.

No matter who it is, no matter how extraordinary its aptitude is, it will not be smooth sailing on the long journey of cultivation.

The road against the sky is not so easy to walk.

"Listen to my master's saying, entering the master is the beginning of cultivation. Now that I have stepped into the master, I feel that what the master said is really good. After entering the master, one can finally break free from the shackles of the body and enter a A brand new realm. It is a pity that the poor monk saw this realm in front of his eyes, but he couldn't touch it. Hey, I hope I really have this luck to practice the Nether Demon Conquering Pill. Otherwise, the cultivation base will be short-term. There will be no more breakthroughs."

Liu Xia nodded and said, "Don't worry, brother, I will try my best to find it for you."

Hearing this, Dabao was very pleased and said: "Speaking of this matter, I have to remind you a few words. In cultivation, you still have to go step by step. Your aptitude is considered top-notch among mortals. Don't After learning from the poor monk, relying on the extremely high talent, the cultivation base soared all the way, but neglected the basics. Now I am stuck here. It is really uncomfortable. Your shocking, weeping ghosts and gods move, I think it will be used less in the future Wonderful. You must wake yourself up at all times, and don't be too complacent. Forging your muscles and bones, and working your body and mind, is the right way."

After listening to it, Liu Xia was naturally very grateful.

His cultivation has indeed improved rapidly along the way, but some basic cultivation has been neglected due to time constraints.

Go back to remedy it after ri, I'm afraid it will take more time.

"Thank you bro."

"Go, hit the road."

Speaking of this, Dabao glanced at Liu Xia, took out a monk robe from his back basket and handed it to him, "Put this on, and be careful that others will treat you as a savage."

Liu Xia just looked down and smiled awkwardly.

The night clothes he was wearing had already been turned into rags during the fierce battles, but now his upper body was naked, and the trousers on his lower body were also turned into rags, no different from a beggar.

Especially his flirtatious bald dick, he is indeed a bit shameful.

After putting on the monk's robe, with the bald gourd on his head, he still looks like a monk.

Dabao laughed, took out a bamboo hat, and put it on for him.

Turning around and walking to the side of the stone bed, he took a deep breath and dropped his fist.

"boom"

With a loud noise, the stone bed cracked and dust flew up.

At this moment, Liu Xia saw a pitch-black Panlong Zen stick lying among a pile of rocks.

It was a Zen stick, as thick as a forearm, and it was pitch black, but it was engraved with many talismans and very strange Buddhist scriptures.

Eight golden dragons hovered above the Zen staff, lifelike, as if any one of them could be called out.

But at a glance, you know it's a good thing, maybe it's a mysterious soldier or something.

Liu Xia couldn't help sighing, Cihang Yinzong, after all, is a great family and a great cause.

This disciple who is traveling, since he will have mysterious soldiers to defend himself.

Because only after reaching the master level of yin and yang masters, can you choose a specialization to continue your studies.

Those specializations can be divided into subduing demons, poisoning, holy hands, sacrificial training, forging and so on.

To subdue demons is to refine spells, and to torment is to specialize in the study of poisons.

The holy hand is naturally the hanging pot to help the world, and the sacrificial training is of course the magic weapon of the sacrificial training.

Forging means forging weapons.

Magic weapons and weapons are divided into five levels, each level has three stages, a total of fifteen levels, which are:

Profound artifacts, immortal energy, divine artifacts, congenital spiritual treasures, supreme beings of heaven.

Although spiritual power can be transformed into reality after reaching the eighth level of martial arts, it is every martial arts dream to have a weapon forged by a master yin and yang master.

Although the transformed spiritual soldiers are extremely sharp, cutting iron like mud.

However, even compared to the lowest profound weapon, Lingbing is a scumbag.

Because, the great yin and yang master forges weapons, which can increase a person's attack power during a battle.

For example, the right of heaven in Liu Xia's hands.

And the magic weapon is even more wonderful, no matter it is the magic weapon of attack power or the magic weapon of defense, it will benefit monks very much.

The string of auspicious clouds on Liu Xia's wrist is a kind of magic weapon.

However, magic weapons and weapons are things that cannot be found.

After all, making a magic weapon or weapon is more complicated than refining pills.

Some yin and yang masters have to spend a lifetime to become a magic weapon or weapon.

That thing can't be bought with money.

That's why Liu Xia lamented that Cihang Yinzong is really extraordinary.

"This Zen staff is called Panlong. It was forged by my master himself. The Xuanbing is superior."

Dabao smiled smugly, but left Tianquan thrown in a corner, and said with a little jealousy:

"However, compared to your sword, it is far behind."

Liu Xia didn't expect Dabao to study weapons, but he really didn't know the origin of this sword, and immediately asked: "Then, do you know the origin of my sword?"

"Hey, I'm ashamed to say it. The poor monk has been fond of magical weapons since he was a child. But because of his physique, he can only choose martial arts. But I have a lot of research on these. Otherwise, I wouldn't know it at a glance. Your hand The string can avoid poison, so I dare to ask you to get the seven-color fairy grass. However, the poor monk can't tell the level of your sword. In this case, if it is not Fantie, it must be a good thing. You don't know this The origin of the sword?"

Liu Xia shook his head blankly.

Dabao also gave a helpless laugh, wrapped the Zen stick with a piece of black cloth, carried the basket on his back, put on a bamboo hat and said, "Let's go, while it's dark, so we can hurry."

Liu Xia responded, tied Tianquan behind her back, put on the bamboo hat, and the two left the cave.

Standing outside the waterfall, Dabao looked back reluctantly. Obviously, after living here for two years, he had some feelings after all.

Putting his hands together, bowing his waist respectfully, he followed Liu Xia and walked out of the woods.

"See Yunzong, I'm back."

Looking at the bright stars in the sky, Liu Xia couldn't help saying, because he knew that what was waiting for him next was a bloodbath.