Xie Zhenghong's answer was decent, but you can't say that he didn't answer well.

He was talking about the "Dependent Origination" made by one of the first five bhikshus, which is quoted many times in the Buddhist scriptures, and is almost a truth-like existence. Sansi originally wanted to take the opportunity to test Xie Zhenghong's bottom, but he didn't expect Xie Zhenghong to show his affection at all.

In this case, thinking twice will not be in vain.

Everyone has their own secrets, and it is normal for Xie Zhenghong not to want to reveal his origins and inheritance.

"The poor monk said before opening the altar* that there would be a Buddha heart bead as a gift, if the Taoist friends do not dislike it, the poor monk has another one here." Sansi stretched out his hand, and in the palm of his hand was a pure black Buddha bead, which was engraved with dense scriptures, which was worth a lot of money at a glance.

The 1,300-year-old Buddha heart wood beads are absolutely chilling when used as a greeting gift.

"Thank you." Xie Zhenghong calmly took the Buddha beads from Sansi's hand, "If there is a chance, the master will come over again next time." ”

"I will sweep the couch to welcome it." Sansi replied with a smile.

Xie Zhenghong smiled in return, as if nothing had happened, and left the temple.

After Xie Zhenghong left, several novices wearing the same style of monk robes approached Sansi's side, "Senior brother, why did he come here?" ”

Neither the people who came to kick the restaurant nor the Dharma exchange, are they really just here to listen to the Dharma? But what Sansi said today, almost every Buddhist practitioner knows it, and it is useless to listen to it.

"Where he came from, where he went, what he came to do, you don't have to mind." He replied leisurely.

Several senior brothers glanced at each other helplessly, and the senior brothers were really getting more and more chattering!

Almost the next moment after leaving the Sacrifice Temple, Wen Chunxiang automatically woke up, and I have to say that his timing was very good.

"Did you get anything out of listening to what he said?" Wen Chunxiang asked with one hand on his chin, in fact, he was almost awake when the Buddha lecture was finished. There were no powerful Buddhist cultivators in the temple, so he still had the leisure to listen to what they were saying. However, I didn't expect Xie Zhenghong to have the slightest intention of communicating, which is really incomprehensible.

Shouldn't a person who has never experienced an orthodox Buddhist education take such a good opportunity to learn more?

"Yes, this bead is pretty good." Xie Zhenghong replied solemnly, "Does this bead of Buddha's heart wood meet the conditions you said before?" ”

Before, Wen Chunxiang said that Xie Zhenghong needed a bead of Buddha's heart wood to refine the magic weapon, but who knew that the Buddha's heart wood was all bought, so he had to buy a ready-made one with a spirit stone. Wait a minute!

"You're here for such a bead?" Wen Chunxiang's face was black.

"Yes." Xie Zhenghong answered honestly.

“…… Don't tell people you know me. ”

Wen Chunxiang still told Xie Zhenghong about the purpose of the Buddha heart bead.

The three-party seal that Xie Zhenghong bought before was so broken that if he wanted to repair it, in addition to using the "Immeasurable Immortal Sutra" to warm up, he could also choose to use some other materials to speed up the speed. The Buddha heart wood bead is originally a thing that can be used by many Buddhist instruments, since there is no shortage of magic tools now, it is better to use it for repair. In Wen Chunxiang's opinion, at present, with Xie Zhenghong's cultivation, the first three styles of the Great Sun Divine Palm plus the Seven Treasures Bodhi Bead and these three party seals are enough, and the rest is just a matter of experience.

As soon as the waning moon hung high, the breeze came slowly, and a young monk wearing a monk's robe sat on the top of the peak, and the aura generated by the gathering spirit array on the side was sucked into the young man's body. A pair of hands as white as jade changed their handprints back and forth, constantly pushing forward with various spells.

In front of him, an ordinary ink pad was suspended directly in front of him, and the speed of rotation with the various Dao methods was also very different.

Wen Chunxiang floated beside Xie Zhenghong, and every little time he instructed Xie Zhenghong and taught him how to practice his magic weapon.

Xie Zhenghong has stayed on this deserted peak for seven hundred and forty-nine days.

And these three seals, he also practiced for more than forty-nine days.

Since getting the Buddha Heart Tree, Xie Zhenghong has been collecting necessary materials under the guidance of Wen Chunxiang, and some robbers he met on the way have also cleaned up a lot. He also went up the mountain and down to the sea to look for some extremely scarce objects, and after half a year, he found such a place forty-nine days ago and began to quietly practice the three seals.

Needless to say, Xie Zhenghong's understanding, Wen Chunxiang is also a very good teacher, and the two of them teach and learn like this, and the days pass very quickly. Today's three-way seal looks unremarkable, but it is more than twice as powerful as when it was bought. Now, if the treasurer of the Treasure Pavilion were to be appraised, I am afraid that it would be placed among the best magic weapons.

Suddenly, Wen Chunxiang chuckled, and in a blink of an eye, he didn't get into the skewers, "A few little insects are coming, you can avoid them for the time being, maybe there will be an accident." ”

Xie Zhenghong suddenly understood, and immediately performed a stealth duel, and disappeared above the peak.

"Senior sister, now that the situation is critical, we can't act according to the original plan, there is no way to retreat, let's go our separate ways. When I got back to the door, I asked my sister for help. The young man wiped his face, his hand holding the spirit sword was already purple, and his speech was intermittent, obviously not lightly injured.

"Division...... Brother! The young woman hesitated for a moment, but still accepted the storage ring, "I still have some pills here, you can take them." ”

"No need." The man's voice was calm and terrifying, "I can't hold it anymore, and sooner or later I will die after it is broken." I don't want to be robbed of our hard-earned treasure by these villains. I'll go and block them first, you hurry down from the other side of this mountain, and when you return to the sect, you will tell Master Sù about the matter, and ask them to decide. ”

"Senior brother!" The woman's voice was already a little choked.

"Why don't you go quickly?" The man shouted angrily.

"None of you can leave." A few spiritual lights flew in, and several monks with the same clothes and styles came down, and the monk led by him looked proud, "Yang Cheng, if you know each other, hand over the things, and I can reward you with all the corpses." Otherwise, you will be scattered, and you will not even be given a chance to be reincarnated! ”

"Whew! I've seen the decent demeanor of a family. Yang Cheng glanced at these monks coldly and protected his junior sister behind him. If it weren't for their rhetoric, how could I have agreed to go with them to explore that site? As a result, now that they have a treasure by themselves, they still covet what he and his sister have worked so hard to get, which is really shameless.

"No matter how hard you struggle, it won't help, those who know each other should hand over that magic weapon, anyway, it's a waste for you to use it." The monk at the head didn't mind Yang Cheng's sarcasm at all, "With your qualifications, you are also a big one in Jindan, so just help us selflessly, and it won't be a loss for me to burn pillar incense for you in the coming year." ”

"If you want to take something, you have to exchange your life!" Yang Cheng retracted his gaze, the spirit sword in his hand shook, and in an instant, the sword roared in all directions, reflecting Yang Cheng's pale face, which was very amazing.

"Master ......" Obviously, Yang Cheng's junior sister had already recognized this as the secret method of the master, and her eyes immediately turned red. It's all to blame for her uselessness, if it weren't for her dragging, although the senior brother couldn't deal with them, it was more than enough to escape. It's hateful that these Yuanyang Sect monks, one set in front of them and one behind their backs, deceived them by wasting countless spirit stones and elixirs in front of the ruins, and finally took advantage of the fire to rob when they were out of danger!

"It's just a struggle to the death." Seeing this, the monk at the head grabbed it empty-handed, and turned out a spirit sword with a golden dragon entwined, on which the golden dragon seemed to be alive, and a pair of dragon eyes stared at the enemy in front of him, so majestic!

Yang Cheng and his junior sister's faces changed, and they recognized that this spirit sword was one of the treasures of the ruins, and they never thought that in this short period of time, the other party had already successfully cultivated it, but instead used it against them.

"Huh? The refining technique of the Golden Dragon Sword is quite familiar. Wen Chunxiang and Xie Zhenghong watched from the side, and they didn't have the slightest idea of wanting to help. It is common for you to die and live in the cultivation realm, and you can only blame yourself if your strength is not as good as others. Moreover, this is obviously the result of the uneven distribution of spoils, and the pair of brothers and sisters were fooled and deserved to pay some price.

"Little monk, what do you think of that girl?" Wen Chunxiang wanted to take a good look at the golden dragon sword in the monk's hand, but he didn't say it directly, but instead asked Xie Zhenghong about the appearance of the female cultivator. Since the last time he asked Xie Zhenghong how he felt choked back when he killed someone, Wen Chunxiang couldn't help but want to try where Xie Zhenghong's bottom line was.

"It's no different from her brother." Wen Chunxiang didn't say anything, Xie Zhenghong really didn't notice, he looked at it again, and found that the appearance of those two people didn't make him feel anything special.

"Oh?" Do you really regard the red face as dry bones, or is the slender woman too bad? Wen Chunxiang wanted to ask clearly.

But soon he couldn't laugh out loud.

"The appearance of the predecessors is peerless, and it is difficult for others to compete with the sun and the moon for glory."