Chapter 1287: Thank you
At this time, Monk Huiguang had a hint of surprise on his pale face because of the departure of the five people, obviously he didn't expect that the five ghost cultivators of the Yin Ghost Gate didn't fight much in front of this white-clothed young man, and left. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
His life was saved, and Monk Huiguang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Little monk, thank you seniors for saving your life."
Monk Huiguang hugged the white-eyed old monk with one hand, and with the other hand, he saluted Qin Yang with one hand, and bent down respectfully.
"Huiguang Daoyou, you don't have to be polite, we have seen it before, otherwise, this matter may not be taken care of by the deity."
Qin Yang looked at Monk Huiguang, smiled slightly, and said.
The current Huiguang monk has also advanced to the early stage of the Immortal Venerable Realm.
Otherwise, even if he had a flying spirit treasure, it would be impossible for him to escape such a long distance under the pursuit of those five ghost cultivators.
"Huh?"
Hearing this, Monk Huiguang was stunned for a moment, and looked at Qin Yang carefully with a pair of eyes.
Qin Yang chuckled lightly and said.
"You, you...... It's the one-eyed senpai. ”
Monk Huiguang was stunned for a moment, and then, there was a touch of excitement on his face.
"One-eyed is just a whim of the deity."
Qin Yang said with a smile.
"The little monk is ashamed, this is the second time that the seniors have saved the life of the little monk."
Monk Huiguang's face was full of gratitude.
"Hmm."
Qin Yang nodded slightly, and immediately, his gaze fell on the white-eyed old monk in Monk Huiguang's arms.
"How could you be hunted down by the people of the Yin Ghost Gate?"
Qin Yang asked, it could be seen that the strength of this white-eyed old monk should not be weak, and he was actually hunted down and killed so badly.
"Back to Qinyang's predecessors, when my junior brothers Hui Ning and Hui En were training in this Moon Reflecting Forest, they found a quasi-king-level treasure medicine birth Xuan Spirit Fruit in a valley, but there was a demon beast that commanded the peak of the middle rank in that valley."
"Therefore, the two junior brothers invited Uncle Xuanhao, and the little monk also went with him, but Uncle Xuanhao had just experienced a big battle and killed the demon beast that led the peak of the middle rank, and he was attacked by the Yin Ghost Gate."
"Uncle Xuanhao was seriously injured, and the two junior brothers were also killed, only the little monk escaped with Uncle Xuanhao with this flying spirit treasure."
Monk Huiguang had a look of gloom on his face, and immediately, he raised his head and looked at Qin Yang.
"If it weren't for Qin Yang's seniors to come to the rescue, I'm afraid my uncle and uncle would have died here."
Monk Huiguang said gratefully.
"Hehe, this is what Buddhism calls fate."
Hearing this, Qin Yang smiled slightly and said.
Monk Huiguang nodded and respectfully chanted the Buddha's name.
"Ahem......"
Just as the two were talking, the white-eyed old monk held by Monk Huiguang frowned painfully, and immediately, coughed up some black blood, and his breath became more and more sluggish.
On the black blood, there were wisps of tiny black yin fire beating.
"Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi, are you okay?"
Monk Huiguang's face was pale, there was a trace of anxiety in his voice, the white-eyed old monk's face was still extremely painful, and the black gas at the center of his eyebrows lingered.
Qin Yang glanced at the black blood, and then looked at the back of the white-eyed old monk, where there was a pitch-black five-finger palm print on the monk's robe.
"This should be the Yin Fire Palm."
Qin Yang's eyes condensed slightly and said.
The Yin Fire Palm is a high-level supernatural power of many powerful ghost cultivators, and it is quite vicious and domineering.
Once injured, the blood of the whole body will be in that kind of coldness, and the dantian will also be filled with yin fire, unable to use spiritual power.
"Yes, Senior Qin Yang, Uncle Shi was attacked by that black plate elder."
Monk Huiguang nodded and said.
Seeing this, Qin Yang was silent for a moment, forget it, send the Buddha to the west.
At that moment, Qin Yang's right hand grabbed in the storage bag, and a pill bottle appeared in Qin Yang's hand, and in the pill bottle, there was an ice and snow crystal pill.
"This is the Ice and Snow Clear Cold Pill refined by the deity, although it can't completely dissolve this Yin Fire Palm, but it can also solve most of it, you can take another Burning Sun Pill after you go back, you can completely dissolve this Yin Fire Palm."
Qin Yang said, handing the Dan bottle to Monk Huiguang.
A few days ago, when Qin Yang was refining the Ice and Snow Qinghan Pill for the Seventh Princess in the palace, there was still a surplus, so Qin Yang naturally stayed.
The Ice and Snow Qinghan Pill has a restraining and suppressing effect on most fire poisons, and this kind of Yin Fire Palm is also a kind of fire poison, but it also needs the Burning Sun Pill that truly restrains the Yin Fire Palm.
"Thank you, Senior Qin Yang."
Monk Huiguang said gratefully.
At this moment, Uncle Xuanhao's face was extremely painful, and he was not hypocritical.
At that moment, after Monk Huiguang took the pill bottle, he sent the Ice and Snow Clear Cold Pill into the mouth of the white-eyed old monk.
The Ice and Snow Clear Cold Pill entered his abdomen, and suddenly turned into a stream of ice and snow clearing, and dispersed into Xuan Hao's limbs, and Xuan Hao suddenly turned from the pain of being burned by the yin fire to a cool place.
The black qi lingering between the eyebrows dissipated most of it, and the frowning brows and painful complexion were quickly smoothed out, becoming peaceful and calm.
After a dozen breaths, Xuan Hao slowly opened his eyes, and the old eyes were quite clear and clear.
"Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi, you're awake."
Seeing Xuan Hao wake up, Monk Huiguang's face suddenly showed joy.
"Amitabha."
The old monk Xuanhao sent a Buddha call, at this time, he was already able to use part of his spiritual power, and stood up straight from the support of Monk Huiguang at the moment.
"Don't worry, after taking the elixir, I'm already half better."
Xuan Hao said a word to Monk Huiguang, and immediately, a pair of clear old eyes fell on Qin Yang's body.
"This is the famous Qinyang donor, the old monk thanks the Qinyang donor for coming to the rescue."
Xuan Hao folded his hands in front of Qin Yang.
"Master Xuan Hao is polite."
Qin Yang nodded and said.
Although Xuan Hao was in the pain of being burned by the Yin Fire, as a powerhouse in the Immortal Venerable Realm, he still had a certain perception of the outside world.
Xuan Hao reached out and touched the storage bag on his waist, and a crystal clear bead appeared in Xuan Hao's hand.
On the body of the bead, a golden Buddhist symbol "swastika" is very distinct, exuding a solemn Buddhist glory.
"Qinyang donor, this is my Xuanci abbot, it took seven seven and forty-nine days to refine the high-grade fixing bead by hand, which can be used three times and given to Qinyang donor, thank you Qinyang donor for saving my two lives."
Xuan Hao handed the orb in his hand to Qin Yang and said.
Seeing the clear Buddha Gate Orb, Qin Yang's eyes suddenly lit up.
The Buddha Gate Fixation Bead has a great reputation in the world of cultivating immortals, and when it is displayed, it can freeze the time of the demon beast or the human monk.
Don't underestimate the time of this breath, it is enough to decide the victory or defeat of a battle.
In addition, Buddhist body beads are also very rare and consumable.
That night in the Tiancang Mountains, when everyone was dealing with the Jade Horned Dragon Leopard, Monk Huiguang used a fixed body bead.
However, the Huiguang monk should have used only a mid-level fixing bead that night.
This high-level fixed body bead was refined by the abbot of the Vajra Gate himself, and its power was obviously not comparable to that of Monk Huiguang. (To be continued.) )