"Hey," Yang Jian looked at the stupid appearance of his apprentice, and called him a little bored, "Speak, don't be in a daze!! "No way, smart people always can't see these stupid looks in their eyes." Speaking of which, since accepting such an apprentice, Yang Jian somewhat understood why Huang Yaoshi always looked down on Guo Jing, a stupid boy, at first......

"Inside, Master, if you say, cough cough okay, skip this topic of what kind of knife is not a knife, Master, you just said that your seal contains the power of two beliefs?"

"Hmm. ”

"That other faith is ......"

"It's anti-faith. ”

“…… Is that a curse?"

"Yes. ”

"Nima, what kind of sin has your old man created, how can he still be cursed?"

"Young man, have you heard the story of "Baolian Lantern"?"

“…… Understood, you've been hacked by sunspots. Hearing such an answer, Qin Yingwu was completely speechless, "But I really don't understand, what are these people going on? The story of "Baolian Lantern" sounds exactly the same as the story of your axe splitting Peach Mountain to save your mother, it's like a copy of a changed name!

"Hehe, then how do you prove to outsiders that these legends about me are not a copy of "Baolian Lantern"?"

"This ...... You can be respected...... That's not the kind of person!"

"So what? Besides, this "Baolian Lantern" is not wrong, I did suppress my sister at the foot of Huashan with my own hands. ”

"But, aren't you here to protect your uncle's family?"

Faced with such a question, Yang Jian only sighed lightly, as if he was just saying something that had nothing to do with him: "Let me ask you, if you haven't worshipped me as a teacher, or even known me, then do you think the story of "Baolian Lantern" is nonsense?"

Qin Yingwu was speechless for a moment.

"What's more, most of those who scold me because of "Baolian Lantern" are children, will you have a lot of trouble with children?"

“……”

"In this world, there are many people who believe in me and curse me, so I can only wrap them in my overflowing excess mana and put them in the seal together. In this way, the two diametrically opposed forces of faith and curse will annihilate each other, and the overflowing mana that envelops them will be greatly reduced - such a good thing, I wish someone had cursed me forever!"

"Master, you are also big-hearted, but I have to say, why do I think you are a loser?"

"Oh?"

"No, Master, you think, this is sanctification! This is a realm that many monks in the world don't even dare to dream of......! Can I understand it this way, your current situation is equivalent to that you have stepped on the threshold of the saint realm, and there is this huge force behind you that is frantically pushing you into the door, but you just stubbornly hold on to the door and refuse to enter?"

“…… You can understand it this way. Now, it was Yang Jian's turn to be speechless.

Buzz –

A sudden vibration sounded in everyone's ears - Yang Jian's mobile phone.

Yang Jian silently took out his mobile phone and clicked on an app.

"Nima ......" Sun Wukong, who jumped down from the tree, saw this scene and his eyes widened, and the fire in his eyes burned as if he was about to burst out of his eyes, "This black technology!!"

"It's called keeping up with the times, idiot. After habitually scolding Sun Wukong, Yang Jian's attention focused on the screen of his mobile phone.

Compared with Yang Jian's current concentration, Sun Wukong is also very quiet-this is really abnormal! You know, if according to his previous style as a great sage, he was so plain and unprovoked, and he was also his extremely disgusted old opponent Three Eyes, he scolded a sentence, no matter what, he had to reply a sentence, but now, ...... The current Monkey King seems to have not heard it at all, immersed in his own thoughts.

Strictly speaking, Sun Wukong is not thinking now, but reminiscing.

Because unlike Qin Yingwu, who has big nerves, just now, the sharp-eyed Sun Wukong found that when Yang Jian's hand reached into his arms and took out the mobile phone, his other hand brushed the belt around his waist without a trace.

Yang Jian's belt is not an ordinary belt, not to mention, from the nine bright red bloodstones inlaid on his belt—the middle one is the size of an egg, and the eight bloodstones on both sides are the size of a pigeon's egg—his belt is extraordinary.

Legend has it that the bloodstone has the effect of calming the nerves and nourishing the heart, and the nine bloodstones on Yang Jian's belt are full of rich fairy energy, and their god-nourishing effect must be far beyond ordinary products. However, Sun Wukong, who had six keen senses, noticed that when Yang Jian's hand was attached to the largest bloodstone in the middle of the belt, a soft wave of fairy rhyme emerged from his palm, and this fluctuation was also used to calm his mind.

Sun Wukong, who saw this scene, narrowed his eyes at that time. Although, in order to cover it up, he immediately widened his eyes and was even ridiculed by Yang Jian for this, but Sun Wukong couldn't care so much at that time.

If there was nothing wrong with his memory to defeat the Buddha, then he should remember that Yang Jian's move of brushing his belt and releasing his immortal power had appeared more than ten times since he entered this divine ruin.

The sharp-eyed Monkey King can see it clearly, and this piece of bloodstone contains the taste of the power of the laws of time and space, that is to say, this piece of bloodstone actually has the function of storage. Moreover, judging from the efficacy of the bloodstone itself, it is only a living thing that is contained in it.

If so...... Then it's all interesting.

What kind of living creature is it, it is not enough to parasitize on this largest immortal bloodstone that nourishes the mind, and it still needs an existence like Yang Jian, whose whole person is standing on the threshold of the Holy Realm, to strike from time to time to appease the mind?

…………

Zhang Mingcong, who was sitting at the bar, drank the drink in his hand, and he couldn't help but let out a long breath of delicious taste and comfortable feeling.

This turbid breath exhaled, and Zhang Mingcong felt that the fatigue, dark wounds, and bright wounds caused by today's fierce battle had all disappeared. Not only that, Zhang Mingcong even felt that his bottleneck shackles were faintly showing signs of loosening.

All this made Zhang Mingcong overjoyed, only to see him look up and say to the "good woman" in front of him: "Boss, your craftsmanship has improved again." ”

"Hmph!" The person in front of Zhang Mingcong sighed "resentfully": "It's a pity, I lost a bet with 'someone', and I am not allowed to raise the price without his permission, no matter how good the craftsmanship is, what is the use, so I still lose!!"

"Uh...... Boss, I think that even if you increase the price, it seems that it is still a loss-making deal!!"

"I want you to take care of !!"