Peck of Rice Immortal Fate

Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 592

2021-03-02

Chapter 592 It turns out that you are...

Fang Dou quickly measured the size of the sweeper, used his fingers to write and calculated it on the ground .

While scribbling, Fang Dou asked without raising his head, "What are your requirements?"

"It's beautiful, stylish, and comfortable to wear!"

The sweeper rubbed his hands together, "Let's have a discussion, can you give me the leftover scraps?"

Fang Dou sighed, "You are a good senior, why do you like this philistine look? , can you change the style?"

"It's easy to say!"

The sweeper asked solemnly, "Promise to give me the leftovers first, everything will be easy!"

Fang Dou rolled his eyes and stopped talking to him.

But the floor sweeping monk is a talker, and after holding it for a while, he couldn't help pulling Fang Dou to start a conversation.

“Fang Dou, you are doing well. Golden silk is a specialty of Jinshan, and blood silk is a specialty of Honghuashan. One of them is in the south of Sichuan and the other in the west of Sichuan. They are far apart.”

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"You can get these two kinds of Shu brocade. It can be seen that when you are in Shu, you go to many places!"

Fang Dou said perfunctorily, "It's okay!"

Sweeping the floor The monk asked, "Fang Dou, do you know what Shu Brocade is a specialty of Que'er Mountain?"

Fang Dou stopped and looked up at his eyes, "senior, this is nothing but death. I'm afraid no one knows about Cao Dongxuan, right?"

The sweeping monk mysterious smiled, "Don't talk about that, when you finish your monk robe, I promise to answer all your doubts!"

He was talking here when he suddenly saw something was wrong.

"Hey, what are you doing with the monk's robe?"

"Why don't you see the cassock?"

Fang Dou simply replied, "Yes, I'll check it. Your old conditions have come, you usually sweep the floor, a monk's robe is enough, what kind of cassock do you need?"

The floor-sweeping monk was furious and said righteously, "I can't, you can't! "

Seeing that Fang Dou was silent, the floor sweeper gave another condition, "I can't be worse than the two children of martial law and Hai Yuan, the golden silk cassock and the blood silk robe, nothing less!"

"That's it!"

Fang Dou pinched his chin, lost in thought, "I originally wanted to make you a celestial silk robe, didn't expect your request. It's so low, good..."

The sweeper heard the word 'celestial silk' and asked in shock, "What, celestial silk, do you mean the celestial silk exclusive to Soaring Firmament City?"

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Fang Dou nods, "Yes, I only have a piece of celestial silk on hand, and there is no other Shu brocade worthy to make a cassock, so I have to do it like this!"

"Your opinion just now, Very good!"

The floor sweeper raised his palms in front of him and said decisively, "Old monk think about it, your method is very good!"

Tian silk, but Soaring Firmament City The monopolized Shu brocade is the top of the Shu brocade.

The golden silkworm cassock and the blood silkworm monk's robe combined are not comparable to a trifling silk daoist robe.

The sweeping monk laughed ecstatically, "haha, we can also enjoy the treatment of the ages."

"Fang Dou, work hard, the old monk will give you sweets!"

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How do you listen to these words, why do you feel tired!

Fang Dou's face was expressionless, but his heart was tumbling sharply. This sweeping monk has definitely been in Shu, and he knows the situation of sword cultivators in Shu very well!

However, the other party's tone was very strict, and he couldn't ask questions through the listening test.

Fang Dou had to concentrate on making monk robes, hoping that the other party would fulfill his promise and answer his doubts after getting the monk robe.

The sweeping monk is undoubtedly a hidden boss, which Fang Dou has already determined.

Therefore, Fang Dou did his best to make his robes.

The sweeping monk looked at it, and his expression gradually became solemn. This hand ability is extraordinary!

Fang Dou has long decided to put aside the fire and water daoist robes and make a new set of daoist robes by himself. He is in the accumulation stage, and every time he makes clothes is regarded as an experiment.

This time is no exception!

Concentrate on your work, time flies!

When Fang Dou stopped, the day and night had already alternated six times, and a brand new monk robe fell in front of the sweeping monk.

The celestial silk, with a white background, glows with azure.

Therefore, the final monk's robe is slightly gray, which is in line with the identity of the sweeping monk.

"Not bad!"

The sweeper squeezed his robe, very satisfied.

Fang Dou reminded, "This monk's robe is just an empty shell. If you want to refine it into a magic weapon, you can put something in it yourself!"

Including the previously given to Fang Dou only made the outer appearance of the martial law robes. As for the inner mantra, Formation, prohibition, Divine Ability, everything is blank.

The sweeping monk was satisfied with the nodded, "If you do it, won't the old monk feel at ease?"

After that, he put his palm on the monk's robe, and the golden light poured into it like flowing water. in the monk's robe.

Fang Dou's eyes widened, and for a moment, various patterns appeared on the surface of the monk's robe, what 'Vajra mantra', 'divine foot passage', 'Ming Protector Wang fire', 'Quiet glass pestle', 'Red lotus with feet' etc.

In one breath, there are more than a dozen Buddhaism Divine Ability, carved into the depths of the monk's robe.

Fang Dou's heart skipped a beat. Could this old monk be the Buddha enshrined in some temple who walked down from the Lotus Throne to experience the flavor of the world?

shua~ shua~ shua~!

"As expected of celestial silk, thousands of Divine Ability can be carved into it!"

Sweeping monk indifferently said, "It's like a daoist robe of water and fire, the texture is not good enough, it is bearable. Formation, incantation, only a few hundred!"

Fang Dou's heart pounded violently when he heard it, could it be...

"Boy, don't guess, the one on your body The fire and water daoist robe is the original thing of the old monk!"

It really is you, Fengchen daoist!

Fang Dou exclaimed, "But you are old, you are a Taoist daoist, how did you take refuge in Shimen?"

"The word "take refuge" is too ugly!"

The sweeping monk shook his head, "The old monk is to gain the best of hundreds of schools, and he wants to break through an unprecedented omniscient daoist."

Fang Dou is awe-inspiring, this is a senior, people When I was playing with a vest, I hadn't crossed over yet!

"senior, dare to ask..."

"I am in the famous teaching, and I also have an identity, Jianghan scholar, Feng Lang, have you heard of it?"

Fang Dou, a genius who died, has heard it. It is said that he was the most likely to become a rising star of the great Confucian 50 years ago. Unfortunately, he became seriously ill later.

"It's a fake death to get away, I really want to become a great scholar, the cause and effect is too heavy!"

"I also entered Shu under a pseudonym, have you heard of Bing Fire Sword!"

Fang Dou blurted out, "So, this is also your old vest?"

The Ice Fire Sword is a senior among the sword cultivators in Shu, who is famous for its strange ways. When Fang Dou entered Shu, The other party has long since passed away, didn't expect...

"That's right, I learned secretly in the middle of Shu, ah no, I learned from Flying Sword Technique, and got some water silk and fire silk along the way, and then I refined it. A daoist robe."

Speaking of this, the sweeper looked down at Fang Dou, "If it weren't for the fate of this daoist robe, do you think the old monk would look at you more when he was hiding in Shimen? ”

Fang Dou looked back and sweated profusely. It turned out that he never escaped the cause and effect of the sweeper.

The floor-sweeping monk looked at the monk's robe with satisfaction, "This monk's robe, in terms of material and workmanship, is far beyond the daoist robe of water and fire. Your fate is worth it!"

Fang Dou modestly said, "Where, where!"

"It's just that the old monk doesn't know what your roots are. Trifling mage realm can see the causality involved!"

"More didn't expect, you are so high-spirited, you can't wait to unravel the causal relationship with the old monk before you become a daoist!"

Speaking of this, the tone of the sweeping monk It seems plain, but in fact it is like thunder in the cloud.

"Tell me, how did the name Fengchen daoist humiliate you?"

(end of this chapter)