"Spiritual liquid!!" The first moment Cidu came back to his senses, he jumped up like a horse monkey, "Where did you get the spiritual liquid?!Isn't this thing already exhausted?!! you not only have spiritual liquid, but also so much!!"

Humming smiled mysteriously, but smiled but did not answer.

Cidu sneered, "The old man has said a lot, this is Lord Lanshi's own secret, and the old man really shouldn't snoop on it." As he spoke, Cidu clasped his hands together and bowed deeply, "Thank you for the spiritual liquid that Lord Lan poured for the immortal purple bamboo, and for hundreds of years after that, the Demon Swinging Temple will not worry about even the rod swinging wand being gone." ”

Naturally, Hao Ming didn't waste so much medicine river water in vain, she naturally asked for something, "Abbot, in addition to the purple bamboo that Fang just allowed me, can you dig up a purple bamboo shoot with roots for me?" - this is her purpose, since she has met the spiritual root, how can she resist not transplanting a plant in the medicine garden world?!

Every time a spiritual root is added, the area of the medicine garden world will be doubled! Although the thirty-two acres radius is not small, the red sandalwood that has already become a forest occupies a large area, and the medicine garden world is full again. And she wants to advance to the next level, but I'm afraid that it will be impossible in a short time.

So when she learned from Yan'er's mouth that there was a fairy Zizhu's storage zài, she moved her mind.

Moreover, this immortal purple bamboo can cleanse the yin and secret, with this thing, she, her husband, and children will no longer worry about being assassinated.

The immortal purple bamboo increased so much at once, Cidu was naturally embarrassed to refuse Hao Ming's small request, so he nodded, personally exerted his mana, cut down a purple bamboo, dug out the purple bamboo shoot with roots, and handed it to Ming together.

As soon as the things arrived, Ming Ming immediately threw both of these things into the medicine garden world. Bamboo shoots with heels, directly thrown on the edge of the medicine river, let it absorb the water of the medicine river, and grow at will. As for the purple bamboo, it still needs to be slightly sacrificed before it can be used.

Although the purple bamboo is smaller than the ordinary master, it is also two meters long and the calf is thick, so it is really inconvenient to hold such a large bamboo pole to beat people, and it has to be sacrificed to be smaller, just like the size of the Zen staff in the hands of the abbot of Cidu is the most suitable.

But these are all afterwords, and he said, "Does the abbot remember the squirrel a hundred and thirty years ago?"

Cidu was stunned, "Squirrel?"

Humming nodded, "It's that red squirrel, more than a hundred and thirty years ago, he strayed into the magic circle in the backyard of the Demon Destroying Temple and almost died, but fortunately he was saved by the abbot." ”

Cidu suddenly realized, "You mean that little red and round thing!" Cidu squinted his eyes and smiled, "That little guy is very cute, and the old man saw that it was really pitiful by the purple bamboo thunderbolt, so he took out his hand and slipped it out." As he spoke, he smiled "hehe", holding a wooden Zen stick in his hand, dancing with his hands, "That little thing is oily and slippery, especially the big tail, shaking and shaking, I really want to pull it!"

Forehead......

Seeing Cidu's appearance, the words suddenly popped up in his mind: Old naughty boy!! If it's a big bad wolf, I guess I won't be bothered to save Cidu......

When she first arrived at the Demon Temple, Cidu was still a master in her eyes.

But she slowly saw out, where is this immortal wind Dao bone outside the world? It is clearly pretending to be for outsiders to see! Accidentally, the abbot of Cidu revealed his true nature.

"Ahem!" Abbot Cidu realized that his actions were a little rude, and he hurriedly put away his Zen staff and held it, looking like an old monk.

Boom suddenly blackened, old child, old child, it's really not wrong at all!

He couldn't bear to pierce his old bottom, so he said: "That little squirrel is now my righteous son, and he has been transformed." ”

Cidu was stunned for a moment, and showed a little envy, "Back then, he was only in the early stage of foundation building, but he didn't expect to enter Jindan Avenue so soon?" Cidu sighed, thinking that he was already dying, he couldn't help but sigh, and then said with a smile: "Lord Lan Shi's magic power is profound, with you, the stepmother, taking care of him, it is also expected that he can enter Jindan Avenue." ”

Cidu was very polite to Ming, mainly because Ming's mana was far above him, if Mingming wanted to get the immortal Zizhu, he could take it directly, but Mingming didn't do that, so Cidu was also quite grateful. Then Bo Ming did not hesitate to use the spiritual liquid to help him water the immortal purple bamboo, and Cidu was naturally full of gratitude.

Yu Ming took out two small jade bottles from his sleeves and said, "This is the pill I have been refining in my spare time, so I will thank the abbot for saving my son, and I hope the abbot will not shirk." ”

The pill was contained in the jade bottle, and the spiritual power was not leaked at all, and Cidu naturally didn't know what was inside, so he took it and opened it to take a look. As soon as he heard this, Cidu's face was shocked, and he hurriedly excused himself: "How can the old man afford such a precious immortal medicine?"

He smiled, but it was an unshirkable meaning: "No matter how precious the immortal medicine is, is it more precious than my son's life?"

For a while, Cidu was speechless. And this elixir has a great attraction to Cidu, the abbot of Cidu is already more than one hundred and ninety years old, if there is no accident, he is impossible to go further, seeing that his life span is exhausted, and the disciples and grandchildren can not be alone, the abbot of Cidu is also afraid that after his death, the Demon Temple will be gone.

Holding the two bottles of ginseng Huadan, Cidu still couldn't say a word of refusal after all, he choked in his throat, and said, "In this way, thank you to the donor for your generous gift." Cidu sighed again, "With this thing, the old wounds of the old man can also be healed." ”

She was stunned: "Old wounds?" She glanced at Cidu busily, and sure enough, Abbot Cidu was very weak, and she hadn't paid attention to it just now, and only then did she realize that Abbot Cidu's mana was weak, and he didn't look like a monk at the peak of foundation building at all. The only plausible explanation is that he suffered internal injuries from Yan zhòng.

The abbot of Cidu said: "That was thirty years ago, the old man went out to travel, and when he arrived in Huijiang, he didn't expect that there was a monk in Huijiang who was on par with the old man, and he coveted the wand in the hand of the old man, so he fought a fight. The old man was already old at that time, and the monk who returned to Xinjiang relied on the younger ones, the old man fell to the upper hand, and was injured by him, but fortunately he had a wand, and the old man escaped back to the Demon Temple, and since then he has been recuperating from his injuries and has never left the temple again. ”

"Huijiang monk?" said Ming, who lowered his eyebrows and groaned, "The person the abbot said should not be the Huijiang prophet Kurban, right?"

Abbot Cidu was taken aback and hurriedly asked, "How does Lord Lan Shi know?"

Hao Ming sneered, "This is the one who cursed my husband this time!!" - this Kurban is really not a good thing, this time I went back, and I simply got to know him! )