Starting from the Tiger Demon Yaksha, the demon immortality

Chapter 127 Chapter 126 Strange Monk Decong
"Junior Brother Yuan Ling, I'm really sorry to trouble you this time."

Yuanjue put the two porcelain bottles in his arms and handed over a stack of silver bills.

Yuan Ling gently pushed it aside and took a look at the denominations, all of which were silver notes worth one thousand taels.

He weighed it with his hand and found it was about ten thousand taels, then he smiled.

"Brother Yuanjue, you are too polite. We are all fellow disciples and we are just helping each other."

Yuanjue, who was always rude in front of his nephew Wei Bin, now had a smile on his face and responded to his demands from time to time.

If we really want to talk about age, Yuanjue entered the temple three years earlier than Yuanling and was also older.

If we talk about cultivation, Yuanjue has achieved the perfection of Huangting, but Yuanling is not even at Huangting.

The reason why we have to be so careful is simply because of the word "pill".

A bottle of Leopard Fetus Yijin Pills and a bottle of Dihu Su, both are top-grade secret medicines for skin training.

Its effect is indeed better than ordinary elixirs, but the price is unreasonably high.

Even if it was not from Decong but from his eldest disciple Yuan Can, it would still cost tens of thousands of taels of silver.

This kind of elixir with a serious overvaluation is specially prepared for the children of wealthy families.

Yuanjue is, after all, a deacon of the Arhat Hall of Tiangu Temple. If he uses internal channels, his expenses can actually be reduced by one third.

But since he first found Yuan Ling, he has always purchased it at the outside price.

All he did to spend so much time and effort and so much money was to establish a good relationship with Yuan Shen, the eldest disciple of the abbot De Cong, so that he would have a reliable channel when he wanted the elixir in the future.

"Brother, did you buy this elixir for me?"

Yuanjue sighed upon hearing this.

"I have achieved Huangting perfection for several years now, but recently I have found it increasingly difficult to break through to my true form."

"It's hard to get rid of inner demons. Who knows, one day I might die. I just hope my nephew can fight for his life."

Yuan Ling entered the temple a few years later. At that time, Yuanjue had not yet returned from his exile, so he had no idea what the other party's so-called inner demon was.

Upon hearing this, he could only say a few polite words and personally escorted him out.

The shape of the herbal house is different from that of the slaughterhouse. In addition to the yard used for processing and drying herbs, there are various warehouses on the side, which store medicinal materials with different preservation requirements in different categories.

Servants came through the corridor from time to time carrying medicinal herbs. When the two of them arrived at the main gate, Yuanjue was about to say goodbye.

A figure flashed past his eyes and his pupils suddenly shrank.

"Brother, there are more people here?"

Yuanjue instantly returned to normal, pretending to ask casually, and casually swept his fingers over the boy and girl who were leaving.

"Are these new here?"

"Yes, Master asked for some menial tasks, and Senior Brother Yuanhua brought them here quickly."

Yuan Ling didn't take it seriously, as these things were not a secret.

"Junior Brother Yuanhua has always been diligent."

Yuanjue said this and stopped talking. He looked in a certain direction, but forced himself to look away.

When Yuan Ling returned and disappeared, Yuan Jue almost immediately found a servant in the courtyard.
"Do you know the names of those two people who just walked by? They looked very unfamiliar."

When the servant saw that it was Yuanjue, he quickly put his hands together and bowed:

"Uncle Yuanjue, my junior brother is Ye Chengxiao, and my junior sister is Zhang Yuelu. They came here together ten days ago."

Zhang? That's it!
The girl's face gradually overlapped with the face of the man who had killed her brother. Yuanjue clenched his hands into fists in his sleeves, but his expression did not fluctuate.

"I see. It's alright, go ahead and do your work."

Zhang Yuelu and Ye Chengxiao didn't know they were being targeted.

They have been very busy these days. After all, they just arrived and have a lot to learn.

When you are almost familiar with it, that will be the most leisurely time for you as a disciple of the Grass and Wood House.

Until noon, the two men did not have lunch and went straight to the slaughterhouse.

As soon as I was led into the gate by a disciple from the slaughterhouse, a strong smell of blood hit me in the face.

Zhang Yuelu and Ye Chengxiao both frowned, their eyes darting around, and immediately locked onto the center of the courtyard.

A burly young man was holding a sharp knife, and opposite him was a white-headed, red-tailed horse with tiger stripes. Its muscular body radiated an astonishing heat.

"Ok?"

Li Cunxiao noticed the two of them and nodded with a smile.

Ye Chengxiao and Zhang Yuelu were about to say hello when their expressions suddenly changed.

"Brother, be careful behind you!"

Yuan Huai and the others looked at each other in surprise, but they were not looking at Li Cunxiao, but at the two people who made the sound.

"Is there anything to be careful about?"

Ok?
The two were stunned. In that split second, Li Cunxiao felt the strong wind behind him, and his body suddenly tilted like a fallen leaf.

It floated and turned in the low air, and with its fingers pressed against the ground, it seemed as if it was blown up by the strong wind from the charging strange horse, and landed lightly on its right side at the same level with its head.

Then, a hook shot down——

boom!
The two-meter-tall horse flew into the air and then slammed heavily onto the special bricks and stones, leaving no cracks.

The next moment, a silver light flashed, and before he could even scream, he fell into a deep sleep.

Li Cunxiao held the bloody crotch gun in his hand and handed it to his junior brother who had prepared a container beside him, while showing curiosity:
"Brother Yuanhuai, does Master Decong still refine this kind of elixir?"

"That's not possible. This is a private job that Senior Brother took on himself."

Yuanhuai chuckled and looked at Li Cunxiao's bloodless monk robe with increasing admiration.

"Don't be fooled by the alchemist's appearance. I don't know how many furnaces of elixirs he has refined before he succeeds."

"Master is well-known and has no shortage of training materials, but this is not the case for the eldest brother."

Li Cunxiao understood after hearing this.

Yuan Shen is not a famous master like Decong. Even if others want to curry favor with him, it is impossible for them to give him large quantities of materials for free for him to squander.

The temple had abundant resources, but they weren't unlimited. If Yuan Shen wanted to get extra prescriptions and medicine, he'd have to take on private work.

"Junior Sister Zhang, Junior Brother Ye."

Li Cunxiao washed his hands and then walked up to the two of them with a smile.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. Brother, your skills have become even sharper."

Ye Chengxiao's eyes were full of admiration, he knew the other party's abilities.

Even though he is now working in a slaughterhouse and dealing with the blood and flesh of demons, he believes that Li Cunxiao will soon be able to stand out and become outstanding.

Zhang Yuelu feels the same way, but she admires the other person's mentality even more.

If she were to work in the slaughterhouse, I'm afraid she would quit after just a few days.

But it seemed that Li Cunxiao had completely adapted to the life here. Even when he killed the demon just now, one could see a smile on the corner of his mouth.

'After ten days, the vajra was finally filled.'

Li Cunxiao was in a good mood as he sensed the precious pestle emitting golden light.

In the alchemy room, he had killed dozens of demons in the past few days, but the materials sent in did not cause any waves.

I just heard from Yuanhuai that Master Decong praised Yuan Ling a few days ago, saying that he prepared the materials properly and gave him some pills.

In this way, Li Cunxiao was completely relieved. These days, he slaughtered during the day and practiced at night, but the progress of Yintang acupoint was slower than he expected.

But in reality, every trick always takes more time when it comes to the final stage.

If there is no vajra, I'm afraid I'll have to wait another ten days.

"Brother, my father sent a message saying that my mother will give birth in the next few days. If you are free, we can go back together during our ten-day break."

Li Cunxiao was stunned at first, then nodded.

Calculating the time, Mrs. Zhang is already ten months pregnant, and it is almost time for her to give birth.

The three of them chatted casually about their recent lives. After they left, Li Cunxiao had a special lunch with extra ingredients provided by the slaughterhouse and was about to continue working when someone suddenly shouted:
"Junior Brother Li!"

"Senior Brother Yuanhuai?" Li Cunxiao looked at the big monk who walked in from outside the courtyard, feeling a little confused.

"Brother, come with me. Master wants to see you."

After leaving Yaowang Courtyard, Yuanjue returned to Arhat Hall as quickly as possible and looked through the list of disciples.

All disciples who are recommended to enter the temple must have their names recorded in the register, in order to avoid people with ulterior motives from infiltrating.

Even if there is a traitor, at least we can follow the clues to find the culprit.

Yuanjue flipped through the pages quickly according to the date, and sure enough, he found three names next to Yuanhua's.

"Li Cunxiao's muscles are perfect, the slaughterhouse"

"Zhang Yuelu Ye Chengxiao. Grass and Wood House"

"Hello, Zhang Lishi! Hello, Yuanhua!"

Yuanjue's face was so gloomy that water could drip out of it. Murderous intent surged, and he couldn't suppress the internal energy. He broke the four legs of the table in an instant, but the tabletop was still intact and was held in his hand.

"Uncle Yuanhua, what's wrong?"

A cautious question came from outside the house. Yuanjue closed his eyes, then opened them again, and seemed to have regained his composure.

"I'm fine. Ask someone to get another table."

Yuanjue always had a cold attitude towards people, so his disciples did not dare to offend him and retreated after hearing his words.

But the hatred and murderous intent in my heart repeatedly hit my soul like a tide.

"We can't act rashly. Bin'er will be entering Tiangu Temple in a month. How can we ruin his future in a moment of impulse?"

"But Ah Yun died so tragically, so why not avenge him?"

"No, no, no, Wei Jun, calm down. We can't be sure whether Zhang Lishi has come to the state capital yet. We should at least make a decision after we figure it out."

Yuanjue talked to himself in front of the mirror, his expression sometimes cold, sometimes ferocious, like a schizophrenic madman.

It took a quarter of an hour before things gradually returned to normal.

The deacon of the Arhat Hall is also on duty, and today should be the time for him to hand over to Yuanhua.

But in Yuanjue's current state, he didn't dare to see the other person at all.

He was afraid that he would not be able to suppress his murderous intent and kill the greedy monk who was helping his enemy.

What's more, the two are at the same level, and it may not be possible to kill them, which will cause big trouble.

After instructing his disciples, Yuanjue first went home, gave the elixir to his nephew, and ordered him not to go out for the near future.

Afterwards, he immediately mobilized the Wei family's spies to look for people Yuan Hua had recently contacted.

After all, Yuanhua is the deacon of Luohan Hall and a minor celebrity in the state capital, and many people pay attention to him.

At dinner time, stacks of information and portraits were placed on Yuanjue's desk.

Looking at the familiar image of the man above, even though he had a beard and looked much older, Yuanjue still recognized him at a glance.

"No doubt about it, it's Zhang Lishi!"

"That Zhang Yuelu is most likely Zhang Lishi's daughter, and the two people with her, Li Cunxiao and Ye Chengxiao, are probably his disciples."

"Yuan Hua never gets up early unless there's something to gain. When Zhang Lishi was expelled, he didn't do anything."

"To be able to squeeze these three people into the Medicine King Academy, that fat guy Yuan Hua must have secretly given Yuan Ling and the others a lot of benefits. In other words, Zhang Lishi must have given Yuan Hua even more benefits!"

"Well, Mr. Zhang, if you don't leave for Paradise, then Hell will come to you without a door."

"If you stay in the countryside, you can still survive."

"But if you insist on fighting for a future for your descendants, then don't even think about running away this time!"

"Brother, what is it that Master Decong wants to see me about?"

Li Cunxiao was a little nervous.

I was just about to roll up my sleeves and get to work, but could I have been discovered?
"wrong."

"I've read a lot of books from the Medicine King Academy these past few days, but I haven't heard of any innate evil spirit holy body in this world that can absorb the evil spirit of demons and flesh."

"I have a preconceived notion because the vajra is with me."

"If someone else comes, they will just think that the degree of evil spirit is a matter of concoction techniques and materials."

"Senior Brother Yuan Ling is in charge of this matter, what should I be afraid of?"

Thinking of this, Li Cunxiao straightened his back even more.

Upon hearing this, Yuanhuai reached out and touched the big bald head.

"I'm also confused. Master only said he wanted to see you, but didn't say what it was about."

"arrive."

The three rooms of grass and trees, metal and stone, and butchering are in the shape of a Chinese character "品", and the alchemy room is in the center of the three rooms.

Abbot Decong is obsessed with alchemy. Unless there is an important event in the temple, he usually eats and lives here.

"Master, I've brought Junior Brother Li here."

Yuanhuai knocked on the door respectfully. The next moment, the door opened automatically, and he saw an old monk sitting in the simple tea room.

He was tall, only slightly shorter than Li Cunxiao, but he did not look bulky in the wide crimson monk's robe.

His face was ordinary, except for his two long and thick white eyebrows, which looked like the wings of an eagle.

"Oh."

The old monk responded and said nothing, just looking Li Cunxiao up and down.

The latter felt uncomfortable being looked at by him, so he took the initiative to ask:
"The abbot summoned me, but what did I do wrong?"

Hearing this, Decong looked at Yuanhuai and asked, "Did he do anything wrong?"

Ah this
Yuan Huai knew that his master had a strange temper, and although he felt helpless, he still said seriously:

"Junior Brother Li works quickly and effectively, without making any mistakes."

"Then go back and get him a bottle of Wuzang Dan," Decong said and waved his hand without waiting for an answer.

"You go down first. I still need to ask him a few questions."

Yuanhuai left in confusion.

"Master, I remember that the Five Organs Pill is used to refine the internal organs."

Li Cunxiao looked at the old monk tentatively, but saw that he was puzzled:
"Your breathing is powerful, far surpassing ordinary muscles. Could it be that you are about to refine your lungs?"

what? !

Although he already knew that all the leaders were masters of the sixth realm, Li Cunxiao still broke out in a cold sweat when the other party revealed his realm in one sentence.

But from the sound of it, the other party only knew from his breathing that he was about to refine his lungs, and he probably didn't know more.

"The abbot's insight is as sharp as a torch, and this disciple did not intentionally conceal anything."

"Stop, stop," Decong waved his hands impatiently.

"I'm not interested in why you're hiding your cultivation level. It was Senior Brother De Zheng who ordered you three to enter the Medicine King Academy."

But when he said this, he touched his chin again, revealing a bit of curiosity.

"I still remember what happened to Zhang Lishi back then. I didn't expect his disciple to be even more outstanding than him."

"Isn't that the little Yasha sword that was practiced at the age of nineteen when entering the Zang-Fu realm?"

Li Cunxiao did not dare to neglect, "That's right."

"What a shame! If I hadn't been studying martial arts as well, I might have been able to try my hand at alchemy if I had come to the temple earlier. A garden ginseng is stupid enough. I don't want to take in another disciple."

Listening to Decong muttering in a low voice, Li Cunxiao finally understood what kind of strange personality the other person had.

But because of the other party's straightforward behavior, he couldn't help but boldly ask:

"Master Decong, I heard that you have a tiger-subduing skill. Can you practice Buddhism and Taoism at the same time?"

"Yes," Decong looked puzzled.

"But what does this have to do with you?"

(End of this chapter)