I live forever in the fairy world

Chapter 82 Qin Cao is forever, one handed down to six generations 【Subscription】

"Senior, can I go?"

Sun Tianyi was worried about staying any longer.

This senior who has passed the wild goose and left the wild goose behind will strip him down to nothing but his underpants.

You know, his whole body, except for his underpants, is all treasures.

"Don't worry, the old man sees your lifeless outfit from head to toe, you can't be a grave robber, right?"

Qin Yuan wanted to ask this question from the very beginning.

Sun Tianyi's expression changed.

He did often rob tombs inspired by his father who made a fortune by robbing tombs.

Many of them are still very powerful.

Once spread, he will definitely be hunted down by the whole world.

Thinking of that scene, he shuddered.

If it weren't for knowing that he couldn't beat the secret boss, he would have shamelessly attacked him.

"Sure enough"

Qin Yuan laughed strangely and said, "Don't worry, the old man is strict and won't say anything."

Sima Liang, Zhuge Yi, whether they are strict with their mouths or not, I don't care.

Qin Yuan added in his heart.

"Can the juniors go?"

Sun Tianyi didn't believe a word of this old monster.

It seemed to him another threat.

"Can"

Sun Tianyi cupped his hands and fled away with his jiao.

If possible, he would never want to meet this old monster again.

Qin Yuan touched the beard on his chin.

Accidentally, I became the feared and unpredictable villain in the story.

The next day, in the Zhaixing Building next to Qin Tianjian's cafeteria.

Qin Yuan sat on the futon, looking at the big tripod not far away.

Inside is floating a gifted sword.

The whole body is red, and there is enthusiasm in the domineering.

Like a very energetic young girl.

"almost"

Qin Yuan glanced at the sun outside, and sucked in his hand.

The sword appeared in his hand with a whimper.

Also with super high heat.

In other words, Qin Yuan is strong, and the other people are familiar with him on the spot.

"From now on you will be called Julang"

Julangjian gave a vague response.

Just like an immature baby.

Qin Yuan casually inserted the Julang sword into the scabbard beside it.

Then, the Julang Sword ran out again and inserted all the scabbards in the room.

It doesn't matter whether the original sword agrees or not.

"Suddenly I feel like we are a good match"

Qin Yuan laughed.

At this time, the conversation of people passing by came from outside.

"Have you heard? Tan Duolong was eaten by a demon last night, and when he found it, it had turned into a pile of poop."

"Hahahaha, what kind of monster has such a sharp stomach"

……

Regardless of Qin Yuan's expression or mood, there was no change.

This is not something he did.

Whether others believe it or not, he believes it himself anyway.

Picking up the Julang sword, Qin Yuan teleported a few times and came to his room.

There is a document on the table.

turn on.

The person who will record this time is Monk Donglai.

This man's experience is legendary.

Before he was born, his father was killed, his mother was captured by a demon, and he was picked up by a monk in the temple and brought up. When he grew up, the monk Donglai killed the demon and snatched his mother back. After a few years, his mother passed away. He embarked on the road of seeking Buddha, traveled more than 5 miles back and forth, and practiced profound Buddhism. After returning, he became the abbot of Daci'en Temple and was well appreciated by Huangmei.Huang Mei has repeatedly said in public that the Donglai monk is the most promising person to become a Buddhist disciple.

Such a person was thrown into prison.

It can only be said that the world is unpredictable.

After tidying up, Qin Yuan came to the prison.

After brushing your face and entering, ask the leader of the jailer about Donglai monk while walking.

If it was someone else, the leader of the prison guard would ignore him.

This Qin record is said to have been a family heirloom of Tianlao since his grandfather's generation.

Two years ago, after learning that Lao Qin's grandson had returned to record a line, many prison guard leaders couldn't sleep because of excitement, and they said that good days are coming.

The fact is as everyone guessed, Xiao Qin record is as bold as his grandfather.

A jailer leader even wrote in his diary: Xiaoqin records that he is a monk in the mountains and seas, and he can live for 200 years, which means that he can pass on six generations. My descendants will have an iron rice bowl.

The leader of the prison guard who wrote the diary will show the diary to everyone after writing.

I don't know who felt it and sent a sentence: "Qin Cao is forever, one handed down to six generations"

Soon, Qin Cao was forever, and everyone in Tianlong knew that one handed down to six generations.

When Qin Yuan heard the news, he felt that it was inconsistent with the reality, and in his heart he changed it to "Qin Mou Hengjiuyuan, one that will be passed down forever."

"arrive"

The jailer leader reminded.

Qin Yuan heard the words and looked towards the cell on one side.

There was a monk in white clothes sitting inside. He looked very good, but a golden hoop on his head spoiled the style of painting a bit.

With an unpleasant sound, the cell door opened.

Qin Yuan walked in, the inside was bigger than it looked from the outside, and it was quite clean.

These days, monks are in prison, and their treatment is better than others.

"Master, here are the records of the Zuo History Academy."

"Record?"

Monk Donglai opened his eyes and asked puzzledly, "What is there for this poor monk to record?"

"It is to record the master's journey to the west"

Qin Yuan explained.

The Donglai monk is the first local monk who went west and returned safely after the great change of the world.

Even in the entire Datong, the Donglai monk is a legend.

"Oh"

Monk Donglai reacted flatly.

In his opinion, this kind of thing is a trivial matter.

Qin Yuan took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone and asked the first question: "What is the purpose of the master's westward journey?"

"Seeking the Truth"

This is a bit familiar.

Qin Yuan wrote it down, and asked again: "Did you get it?"

Monk Donglai shook his head: "Even if there is no real Buddha, how come the scriptures?"

As soon as the words fell, the golden hoop on Monk Donglai's head tightened suddenly, and drops of blood flowed down his forehead.

Soon Monk Donglai's face was covered in blood.

"Master, let's talk about some local customs on the road."

Everyone is like this, Qin Yuan can't ask any more questions.

"Customs don't belong to Zuo Shi"

He is not happy anymore.

Qin Yuan thought for a while and said, "Did the master meet the Bodhisattva in Lingshan?"

"The poor monk went to Lingshan to worship the true...true Buddha, not a few demons who only know how to absorb the power of faith..."

Monk Donglai finished speaking through gritted teeth.

It was the first time Qin Yuan met such a tolerant person.

You must know that the damage of this golden hoop is hundreds of times stronger than ordinary physical damage.

"From the trip to Lingshan, I will get nothing but an indestructible golden body."

The monk Donglai said again.

Immortal golden body.

Qin Yuan reflexively thought of the Vajra Immortal Kungfu, which he could not practice for a long time due to the lack of follow-up scriptures.

After thinking for a while, Qin Yuan said: "Master, I have a friend who wants to cultivate the Immortal Golden Body. Is it possible?"

"Has that friend of yours practiced the Vajra Indestructibility Magical Art before? If he didn't cultivate the Vajra Indestructible Magical Art in his mortal body, he cannot practice the Immortal Golden Body."

Monk Donglai said seriously.

There seems to be no doubt that the friend Qin Yuan mentioned may be Qin Yuan himself.

Isn't that a coincidence?

Qin Yuan nodded and said, "My friend knows Lin Yidong."

With the name Lin Yidong, others will be confused when they hear it.

But the monk Donglai had heard that this man was the first person to learn the indestructible magic of the Vajra in the late Qing Dynasty.

After the fall of the Qing Dynasty, it was also written into the novels by many authors of popular novels.

(End of this chapter)