I have 99 innate treasures

Chapter 102 Qixiao City

Qixiao City is a town located at the junction of Yangzhou and Xuzhou. Because it connects the two states, the city has a population of up to one million. On weekdays, there is an endless stream of merchants traveling between the two states.

Outside the city, there is a Xuyang River dozens of feet wide, which separates the two states and leads directly to the East China Sea.

Both sides of the river are covered with rolling mountains.

It was dusk at this time, and five days had passed since Baiyun Temple was burned to ashes by a fire.

Zen Master Baiyun, who is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul Realm, is not only the head of Baiyun Zen Temple, but also an inner disciple of Pushan Zen Temple in the Holy Land.

At present, he and the remaining ten elders in the Dan Formation stage of Baiyun Temple all landed on the official road outside Qixiao City from the air with cold expressions.

"Everything is as usual. I'm searching the city. You guys go to the nearby mountains to search. Don't fight with the villain after you find him. He can kill Fa Shan and Jue Yun, and his cultivation will be above the Nascent Soul stage."

"You put the formation disk away. All you need to do is send out a signal when the time comes, and the law enforcement monk from Pushan Zen Temple will immediately transmit it through the formation disk on us."

Zen Master Baiyun is a thin, charitable monk wearing a white cassock.

But after he said these words, his face, which had always been kind and kind, turned livid, and his eyes shone with a fierce light.

Two hundred years ago, when he was sent from Pushan Zen Temple to the border of Yangzhou to establish Baiyun Zen Temple, he was also given the task of establishing a teleportation formation. Over the past two hundred years, he has been showing great care in his work, and has established good relations with nearby large and small sects. , show compassion to yourself.

Dayu was very strict about all the resources of the teleportation array. He finally collected the materials for the teleportation array through various nearby sects, covertly and openly, and built a teleportation gate directly connected to Pushan Zen Temple a few years ago. Array.

As long as Dayu collapses, the virtuous and eminent monks from the holy land of Pushan Zen Temple will use these teleportation arrays to instantly arrive in major towns in the world of Dayu and plunder the population to the Buddhist world!

But seeing that there were only a few decades left, Baiyun Temple was burned to ashes, which not only ruined his efforts in the past two hundred years, but also ruined his future!

Originally, as long as he waited a few more decades, he would be able to return to Pushan Zen Monastery with perfect merit and become a disciple of a law enforcement elder.

As long as this elder passes away, he will be the next law enforcement elder of the Holy Land.

But now, not only did he have no merit, he also had to bear a heavy debt.

When he thought of this, the fierce light in Zen Master Baiyun's eyes became even more fierce, and he gritted his teeth and said grimly: "The thief would never have thought that the incense of meditation that is burned in the temple all the year round is colorless and odorless. , but it will be attached to the body and will never dissipate within a few months.”

"As long as this fragrance comes into contact with Buddhist scriptures, it will demonstrate the effect of meditation, and it will also emit a special sandalwood fragrance!"

"After you enter the mountain, recite scriptures all the way. As soon as you smell that special sandalwood fragrance, you will immediately send out a signal!"

After that, he turned around and walked towards Qixiao City alone, reciting the Diamond Sutra in a low voice.

The ten alchemy-stage elders, all of different heights, short, fat, and thin, glanced at Zen Master Baiyun's back, and then each chose a direction to leave.

Zhang Qianren didn't know that Zen Master Baiyun and ten elders from Baiyun Temple had already arrived at Qixiao City at the foot of the mountain.

All the spiritual energy in his body has been turned into spiritual liquid. Now, as long as the spiritual liquid in the Dantian is compressed, the inner elixir will be condensed.

This is the most critical moment.

Although Zhang Qianren was surprised that he felt inexplicably calm during this retreat, he didn't think much about it. He just thought that his old wounds were gone and that all the hardships were finally over, so he became more serious.

He stayed in seclusion for five consecutive days without opening his eyes.

He devoted himself wholeheartedly to the process of condensing the elixir.

And in the Yin Corpse Valley, the one hundred and eight evil corpses were just as Cangshan Old Demon expected. After being promoted to walking zombies, they were promoted to jumping zombies within a few hours.

Sitting cross-legged on the large oval bluestone, Cangshan Old Demon jumped stiffly when he saw them standing neatly, with a ferocious look in his eyes, and with a look of joy on his face, he said: "Go back to the coffin!" Following his words After falling, the one hundred and eight zombies returned to the coffins scattered on the ground not far away, and used corpse energy to absorb the coffin lid.

Cangshan Old Demon jumped down from the stone, stroking his sparse goatee with his right hand, and moved toward the coffins with his left hand.

The next moment, these coffins rose from the ground and flew towards him.

As they got closer to him, these coffins, which were originally seven feet high, quickly shrank.

When they came to him, they had become the size of fingernails and returned to Cangshan Old Demon's waist, wrapping around his waist like a belt.

Cangshan Old Demon turned his head and glanced at Cang Ziling, who was sitting cross-legged under the blue stone and practicing hard. His consciousness woke her up like a needle, and he said coldly: "Girl, let's go."

Cang Ziling quickly stood up and came to him holding the black robes.

After Cangshan Old Demon saw those black robes stained with dust, he frowned and said, "Why did you pick up these robes again and just throw them there?"

Cang Ziling raised her head pitifully and whispered: "These are new robes. As long as they are washed, they will be as good as new."

Cangshan Old Demon originally wanted to say something, but looking at her big, watery eyes, he finally pursed his lips, used the storage magic weapon to take away the robe in her hand, and said in a cold voice: "Hold on to me."

The next moment, black light shot into the sky.

He planned to go to Guanhai City to see the three little brats and leave Cang Ziling behind as well.

Now that the evil corpse has been completely transformed into a zombie, he can officially go to find trouble with those demon cultivators and the Dragon Controlling Demon Lord.

There are many demon cultivators with terrible methods. Under such circumstances, he has no intention of protecting Cang Ziling beside him.

In the courtyard of the Qin Mansion, Uncle Cang was lying on a rocking chair under the tree, reading the Analects of Confucius manuscript in his hand amidst the creaking and shaking.

"The Master said: How wonderful it is to have friends come from afar."

Cang Ziyu, Cang Shasheng and Cang Sharen stood in front of the rocking chair. After Cang Bo recited it, he also recited: "The Master said: It is a great pleasure to have friends come from far away."

Compared with the 'Asking the Sky' used for enlightenment two days ago, the Analects transcribed by Qin Mu was more in line with their age group.

Even the naughty Cang Shasheng and Cang Sharen were reciting the words while shaking their heads.

It’s not that they really want to learn the Analects of Confucius, but compared to the Analects of Confucius, the Wentian they studied before is almost the same as the Book of Heaven.

While I can't understand, it's also difficult to write.

After Cang Bo saw the three of them reciting to him seriously, he couldn't help but smile on his old face and said, "What this sentence means is, isn't it nice to have like-minded friends coming from afar?"

They have recited the Analects of Confucius several times and are currently reviewing it.

Cang Ziyu secretly remembered the original text and meaning of this sentence.

Cang Shasheng and Cang Sharen both nodded in understanding.

(End of this chapter)