Invincible little uncle

Chapter 161 164. Golden Horn and Silver Horn
Forget me Daozong.

Green mountains beyond the mountains.

The two children looked at each other, and soon got into the Taoist temple behind them, and when they came out again, they were already holding a small long and narrow sapphire box in their hands.

"Master said that the six elixirs among them can be invulnerable to all poisons and prolong life after taking them. Since real people don't seek the fruit of the Tao and are greedy for the world, then giving this small gift as a good relationship."

Xia Guang took the sapphire box, it seems that this old Taoist has a heart.

The little girl went on to say: "Master also said, since Daoist Xia won't leave, let the two of us follow Daoist from now on."

Xia Guang:.
The boy said: "Really, don't underestimate us. We have a high seniority in the Self-forgetfulness Dao Sect. Thanks to Master's guidance, we have already practiced Qingshan Fudo Kung Fu, one of the eight great masters, to the seventh level.

In addition, except for a few extremely complicated elixirs that have not been mastered, the rest are known, and you can continue to refine elixirs with real people in the future. "

When Xia Guang heard it, he understood that the two little Taoist boys Wuming Taoist couldn't take them to the upper realm, but he was worried about them, so he set a few questions to ask himself.

If he also goes to the upper realm, then everything will naturally not be discussed.

If he chooses not to go, then the nameless Taoist will entrust the two children to him alone. With the alchemy skills of these two Taoist boys and his own martial arts cultivation, naturally it will not be a burden.

Seeing the two Xiaodao boys looking at him eagerly, with nervousness hidden in their expressions, Xia Guang nodded and said, "Yes, do you have names?"

The girl said: "Master said, in this Taoist temple, I am Mingyue and he is Qingfeng, but if we leave here, the name will be decided by Master Xia."

The boy swallowed his saliva, nervous, afraid of getting a name like "Gouba, Goudan, Meowdai".

Xia Guang looked at the two children in front of him.

The girl is pink and tender, her pupils are quiet and flawless, her temperament is refined, and she looks otherworldly.

The boy's complexion was a little fuzzy, his eyes were narrow and slightly red, and his hands were hanging down there, like an ordinary little Taoist priest, but the internal strength circulating in his body was extremely pure.

After pondering for a while, Xia Guang said: "Since Wuming Taoist entrusted you to me, after birth, you should follow my surname. Mingyue, you will be called Xia Yinjiao, and Qingfeng, you will be called Xia Jinjiao."

The two children suddenly showed shock.

This.
What name does this get.
"Don't like it?"

Xia Guang thinks the name is not bad, it is rare for him to give someone a name.

The boy was about to say something, but the girl tugged at his sleeves, and the girl said: "Just as Master Xia said, from now on I will be Xia Yinjiao, and Qingfeng will be Xia Jinjiao."

King Shenwu nodded, and explained a few more words, telling the two of them to go to the official residence at the foot of Daozong Mountain after they finished their preparations, and someone would go to the capital with them.

After arriving in the capital, just go directly to Shenwu Wangfu to find the butler.

The two children of Jinjiao and Yinjiao agreed, and Xia Guang waved his sleeves and walked away on the wind. When passing down the mountain, he naturally went to the local government again and talked about the escort.

Then, without stopping, King Shenwu rushed to the nearby Buddhist monastery.

He was extremely fast, but when he arrived at these places, he was incomparably stunned, because the monks in the temple were packing up their things, as if they were about to leave.

Xia Guang casually grabbed a young monk and asked, "What are you doing?"

The little monk obviously didn't know King Shenwu, but he didn't hide it: "The jade statues are all down, the abbot said that everyone can leave."

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly went to collect some of the allocated property, for fear that it would be gone if he arrived late.

Xia Guang walked alone in this ancient temple that has been inherited for hundreds of years. The yellow walls were newly painted. In the setting sun, he looked up and could see the boulders with a sense of Zen. If he wanted to sit cross-legged on it and recite scriptures silently, it would be extremely peaceful .

On the bell tower in the distance in the twilight, there are monks who have taken off their robes. They are rolling up their sleeves and raising the bell to the highest level. The town reverberates.

It seemed that it was the last time the bell was struck, so the monk worked extra hard, and after he finished, he hurriedly descended the bell tower, carried a large burden along the stone steps, and left the gate of the monastery.

The monks were chaotic, and no one cared about the uninvited guest in coarse linen.

Xia Guang stood in a large hall. There were three Zenna jade statues in the hall. The one in the middle was obviously recently destroyed. It was a sword mark that cut the jade body in two.

Behind the curtain of the main hall, an old monk was sitting cross-legged on a futon, his skin was like withered bark, his eyes were sunken, and his dry lips were pouting.

Xia Guang approached a little closer and asked, "Who did it to destroy this jade statue?"

The old monk didn't open his eyes either, as if resigned to fate.

It wasn't until Xia Guang snorted coldly, and the sound echoed in the empty hall like rolling thunder, that the old monk opened his eyes in horror, showing a bitter expression: "All, all Zenas, will not Bless the world again, all haha"

Xia Guang was taken aback for a moment, the monk seemed to know something, so he didn't care too much, and directly used the 89th floor of the soul-absorbing technique, and at the same time, to prevent the old monk from fainting suddenly, he directly injected a life-saving pure qi into its body.

In this way, even if you are not far from death, you can still breathe a sigh of relief.

The old monk opened his eyes with an extremely confused expression.

Xia Guang sighed softly: "It's a pity that the jade statue in the middle fell down. I don't know who did it."

The old monk's lips moved twice, and then he said in a low voice: "A Taoist, he descended from the sky, and when he raises his hands and feet, he has the power of an immortal."

Xia Guang continued to guide: "This Taoist has gone too far, won't Zena be angry?"

The old monk suddenly laughed wildly, Xia Guang only felt that the soul-stirring technique had become extremely unstable, as if it had touched some restricted area, he hurriedly breathed out again, the old monk finally calmed down, and then said: " Zena gave up here, and brother Du Neng practiced hard for 30 years, and he never ate a grain of rice or drank a drop of water in 30 years, but he has some relationship with this temple, so he came to tell us before he left."

Xia Guang asked, "Where did Brother Du Neng go?"

The old monk said: "I have been led to the Land of Ultimate Bliss."

Xia Guang asked a lot of questions again, but the old monk obviously didn't know much, just these few sentences over and over again.

The Taoist destroyed the jade statue.

The ascetic monk Du Neng said that Zena gave up this land, and he was led to the upper realm.

After pondering for a while, Xia Guang lifted the curtain, and strode out of the hall where the jade statue was in ruins. Outside the hall, when it was already dusk, black clouds wrapped the rosy clouds, and the light would soon be obliterated.

Under Xiwei's brilliance, you can see monks running on the stone steps going down the mountain.

Spring cold, biting.

(End of this chapter)