Chapter 11: The glazed cup catches the soul of the peach blossom
"Eh, you apprentice, you're really curious. Well, the master will tell you, otherwise you will definitely have to stop. As a teacher, he used your urine as a medicine, and cooperated with a recipe for Xu Gongzi to drink, which saved one of his lives. ”
"What? Urine? Wuxin swallowed his saliva and frowned: "Alas, it's all my fault, I should have swallowed the snake gall directly to Xu Gongzi in the first place, and I don't have to be so disgusting." ”
Wuxin's appearance was very cute, and when Fahai heard what he said, he laughed and said, "Disciple, do you think that Bai Suzhen is stupid, if this move is really effective, it can still cheapen you?" That Xu Xian's three souls had been hooked away by impermanence at that time, and the seven souls were scattered, if he swallowed such a big tonic thing at that time, he would have died immediately. If you want to save him, this is the only way. However, Bai Suzhen is really an infatuated woman, who gave up thousands of years of cultivation, but just to hang the life of her beloved, which is a sigh. ”
"Well, that's the case, Lord Bai, Amitabha." Wuxin knew what was going on, and he no longer paid attention to the long tail that was as thick as a wellhead, and sighed slightly.
"Don't worry, apprentice, you have inherited the demon law, although I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse now, but in the future, you will go out of the mountain with your master to subdue demons, and you will have a helper along the way." Fahai said with a smile.
"Okay, master. It's just that there's a long tail behind me, so it's inconvenient, and I'll be treated as a monster when I walk down the street, won't I be beaten? Wuxin was a little scared, he didn't know how powerful the mana he contained in his body.
Fahai touched the head of the heartless little monk and said, "This is not simple, the master will teach you a few words of transformation formula, and you will be able to control your body at will." ”
"Thank you, master."
"Okay."
"By the way, I took the glass jar from the Buddha hall and put it in front of the Taohuawu Gate of the Peach Blossom Forest for the teacher, and sacrificed the demon soul for the white donor. You go and get it, and then go to the back door of the mountain temple to find me. ”
"Yes."
Fahai lingered in the room for a moment and then walked out the door. He didn't know what the fate of this little apprentice would be, he calculated that the relationship between Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian would not end easily after all, so when he saw that the little monk had no intention of appearing in Taohuawu, he expected his extraordinary life.
Without thinking about the transformation spell of the Fahai Church, the big tail that twisted slowly shrank and turned into two smooth white legs. I tried to exert my strength unintentionally, and it didn't hurt much.
I had been resting for a short time, and I had no intention of deciding to find the master first, so I got up and went to the peach blossom forest to look for the glass cup.
This glass lamp, speaking of which, is also a magic weapon refined by Fahai, which can slowly collect the spiritual weapons between heaven and earth to feed the fire, although the efficiency is extremely low, but it is more than enough to maintain a lamp for three days. Fahai is a naughty monk, and there are countless of these gadgets in the temple.
Unintentionally walked to Taohuawu with a light car, passing through the clusters of peach blossom forests along the way, and in the deepest part, he came to the place where Bai Suzhen lost her life.
There is no tombstone nearby, according to Fahai's temperament, if Bai Suzhen dies here, he must set up a tablet and engrave it according to the people's law, so it seems that Xiaoqing should have moved her sister's body. Xiaohe has not seen the monument yet, but he has seen a tree of blood-red peach blossoms. This is the place where Bai Suzhen's fetal blood was splashed when she took the snake gall, and the monks who cleaned everything returned everything to its place, but the only thing that could not help the blood-soaked peach blossoms of this tree.
Looking at the glazed cup under the peach blossom tree, he had no intention of bending down to worship, chanting Amitabha, the green fire in the glazed cup was burning slowly, and between the swaying firelight, there was a subtle and inaudible voice coming out: "Thank you, little master." ”
If it is an ordinary person, he must not be able to hear this soft voice, but without a hundred years of skill in the heart and body, he can already hear the life of all things, and this call startled him.
He opened his eyes and looked around, but he didn't see others, and he exhaled secretly, thinking that he was hallucinating, and he didn't think much about it, so he picked up the glass cup and went to the back door of the mountain temple to find the master.