Chapter 121: The Inside Story of the Fair
"Water Lingzhi with water in the sky, I don't know what level it will reach?" Lin Ning was secretly happy in his heart. [Ran^Text^Library] []. []. Fastest update visit: ΗυΗāНА.сОΜ.
At this time, there was already a commotion outside.
When he stepped out, he saw that many monks in the square had turned into a 'tide' and were crowding towards the lobby. "Presumably, the 'exchange' meeting has begun, and the action is fast." He muttered a sentence, and hurriedly released his mind and sensed it around.
The monks present were all heading towards the hall of the 'exchange' meeting, and the Confucian scholars and Han scholars did not know where to go, and the auction office was surprisingly quiet at this moment.
The auction office is next to the lobby, so you don't have to worry about being spied on.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Ning hurriedly took out the storage box, and when he didn't see any momentum, he saw a clear drop of water falling on the water lingzhi.
It's so fast that it's almost impossible to see.
When the water droplets fall on the translucent Ganoderma lucidum, it seems to have dried up and disappeared. Seeing this, Lin Ning was extremely relieved to put the 'medicine' into the storage box, swaggered out of the auction office, and flowed to the lobby with the sea of people.
After absorbing the water in the sky, no matter how fast it is, it will take several hours before it is completed, and the time to wait for the 'transaction' should be enough. However, this is his final measure, and he must not act lightly unless he has to.
Before this, it was all about a few thousand-year-old 'medicine' herbs in hand.
Whether it can contribute to this trip to the Three Demon Mountains depends on these 'medicine' herbs. At the moment, it is impossible to open the furnace for alchemy again.
However, traveling alone, alone and indispensable, this time, Lin Ning was really helpless.
In the crowd, there was a lot of bustling, and I don't know who hosted this 'exchange' meeting, and the monks who were so famous that they were rarely seen on weekdays were like a market on the street.
However, Lin Ning paid a little attention to it, and noticed that most of the people who came before were Qi refining cultivators, and Zhuji was stunned that he didn't see half of it.
Just like the old man and the big man in the auction office, the twelve levels of qi refining are already the best among them, and the internal cultivation is low, so that there are not a few people who refine qi six or seven times.
"Could it be a 'exchange' meeting specially opened for Qi refining cultivators?" Lin Ning thought about it to no avail, so he stopped here, regardless of his three seven twenty-one, anyway, he was here to buy and sell the pill 'medicine', what does it have to do with him if he refines qi or not?
After a while, Lin Ning entered the lobby, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he exclaimed in a low voice.
There is nothing surprising about seeing the lobby in the square, but after entering it, I found that it is very wide, and the lobby is lined with stairs descending one after another, and each step is left with a large space and neatly placed seats.
Facing down, I saw a white 'jade' stone platform spread on the red carpet.
Around the stone platform, multiple prohibitions have been set, the 'flesh' is not visible to the eye, and the mind is even more difficult to check. As soon as Lin Ning came in, he saw that the aura 'wave' movement here was much more powerful than the prohibition outside.
After thinking about it for a while, he understood that this was a meeting of the elixir 'medicine' and 'exchange', and the things that were 'traded' between the monks were indispensable to some natural treasures, just in case the people who were red-eyed, they made a sure sure of what happened.
As long as he doesn't pose any threat to himself, Lin Ning can rest assured, and with this prohibition, he can also boldly 'trade', and he is not afraid that the thousand-year-old water lingzhi will be robbed.
He breathed a sigh of relief, so he found a corner and sat down.
I didn't want to be disturbed, so I chose this place, but unexpectedly, a monk in cloth clothes and shoes, wearing a hat on his head, and holding a Zen staff, sat next to him.
Lin Ning glanced at him and saw that his forehead was shaved and naked, his clothes were plain and not 'messy', and his whole body exuded an empty pure qi, especially when he saw him holding a crystal clear round rosary in his right hand, he was even more surprised.
"It's actually a person in the 'door' of Buddhism." As far as he knows, Buddhist monks are rare, because Buddhism is difficult to cultivate, and with some harsh conditions, there are very few people who can truly escape into the empty 'door' and seek Buddhahood wholeheartedly.
But to be able to debut from this very few people to become immortals, if it is not a person of great opportunity, it is absolutely impossible.
Among them, some necessary luck is also indispensable.
However, the progress of those who cultivate Buddhism is extremely slow and slow, and the cultivation of Buddha is about attaching importance to perfection and emptiness, so it is not surprising that they stay in one realm for many years and spend their whole lives.
Because of this, it is not surprising that once a Buddhist disciple becomes an immortal, his mana will be much more pure and profound than that of a monk of the same level, or even one or two orders higher than that.
Buddhism really does not dare to be underestimated.
"Ten layers of qi refining." Lin Ning glanced at it curiously, and then lost interest, he didn't think that his tenth level of qi refining could be compared to the ten levels of Qi refining of other people's Buddhist cultivators, so if he could not provoke it, he would try not to provoke it.
Some things are born because of a second look.
The monk seemed to notice the strange gaze of the same seat, and was silent for a while, but he took the initiative to turn his head, nodded at Lin Ning with his hands folded and said: "Amitabha, the poor monk's law is called Kongxuan, the donor can call me an empty Xuan, the poor monk can meet the donor here, it is really fate, good, good!" ”
Lin Ning didn't want to pay attention to this monk, he didn't want this monk to take the initiative to talk, he was afraid of the other party's strength, he still grinned and smiled dryly, "It turned out to be Master Kongxuan, and he was polite here." ”
The monk Guan'er, seeing that his face was extremely kind, and his eyebrows did not see any evil spirit, he was completely relaxed. The people in their Buddha's 'gate' have a kind of thaumaturgy, which can only be seen by people's murderous aura.
The murderer is very different from the one who has a good face.
The most taboo thing in Buddhism is killing, and if he is allowed to sit with a wicked person who kills impermanence, then it is Amitabha. He said with a smile: "Could it be that the donor is also here to prepare for the Three Demon Mountains to open up wasteland?" ”
This cold sentence made Lin Ning frown completely, he didn't remember who he had said to the real purpose of his trip! Could it be that this monk can also read minds?
Seeing that he was surprised, Kong Xuan was not in a hurry, and said eloquently: "Don't blame, listen to the poor monk, a few days ago, the three demon mountains that have not been born for a long time suddenly burst into a demon wind, blowing away the demon fog on the mountain, 'exposing' the original face of the three mountains, and directly exposing the road up the mountain, has the donor ever heard of this?" ”
"Is there such a thing?" Speaking of which, Lin Ning really hadn't heard of it, Kong Xuan smiled for a while, "If the donor doesn't know, it doesn't matter, it just so happens, the poor monk also happens to want to find someone to enter the mountain together, the mountain is sealed in the world, so many years, there are naturally a lot of treasures, and the poor monk is not a greedy person, he just wants to find a few spiritual 'medicine', so as to prepare for the relics." ”
Lin Ning said that this is the case, and then he remembered that the people of the Buddhist family, refining qi only need ten times to achieve perfection, as long as the origin of the Buddhist family is transformed in the body, the thing called the relic, it is a breakthrough.
This is the same as ordinary monks, advanced foundation building period, but it is much more difficult to cross the relics than to build a foundation.
Hearing Kong Xuan's words, Lin Ning faintly felt that this trip would not be as simple as imagined, and some clues could be seen from this inexplicable 'exchange' meeting alone.
Isn't it, according to him, that most of the monks here have come for this purpose? It's a bit of a coincidence. Lin Ning couldn't help frowning, his eyes looking at Kong Xuan had already sunk.
A few days ago, he couldn't pay attention to it because of other trivial matters, and he took this opportunity to inquire about the Three Demon Mountains......