The homonym of black stone is actually the black market, the largest underground market in the world of cultivating immortals, and almost all the shady transactions come from here.

"Blackstone?"

'Banju' stared at the blood words on the tree, and said with some doubts: "What does Mr. Red Bean mean by this?" ”

Lichen smiled slightly: "From now on, if there is any information about the 'Black Stone', Nanguo will be rewarded. ”

"Bonus !!"

'Jackdaw''s eyes lit up when he heard this.

He had tasted the elixir given by Mr. Red Bean before.

After eating it, my whole body was refreshed, and I still have an endless aftertaste.

As soon as he thought of this, Jackdaw couldn't help but say:

"Mr. Red Bean, the 'Blackstone' organization has a long history, and legend has it that it was founded by the remnants of Yin Shang."

"Zhou Tianzi has ordered it to be eradicated many times, but the 'Black Stone' can always resurrect, and in the end, it can only be stopped."

"Generally, Blackstone strongholds are hidden in the corners of major cities, and they can only be entered at certain times and in certain ways."

Lichen nodded secretly, this was a bit like the way the Chamber of Commerce entered.

"In the Blackstone Stronghold, you can not only take quests, submit quests, but also exchange items for barter."

"But unlike the Chamber of Commerce, most of the things on the black market come from the wrong way."

"Whether it's killing, intelligence, treasure hunting, etc., as long as you dare to think about it, you can issue a mission in the Blackstone stronghold."

"Blackstone will rank the task according to the difficulty and charge a certain amount of compensation."

As soon as Jackdaw's words fell, Fenguang took over the conversation again: "Speaking of which, at this competition meeting, Blackstone also issued a blackstone hunt and kill order. ”

"It is rumored in the cultivation world that it is because the Killing Temple caught the monkey saint of Wanshou Mountain Villa before, which attracted the revenge of the demon clan."

"I see."

Lichen nodded.

Looks like there's a chance to go to Blackstone on your own.

The black stone itself is very mysterious, and when the two of them finished speaking, the others realized that there was nothing more to say.

Lichen was not ambiguous, and reached out to pluck two human yuan pills from the white bone giant tree and fed them to the two of them separately.

The jackdaw has long been salivating, but the splitting light is the first time to eat it, and the Renyuan Dan melts in the mouth, instantly turning into a warm current and circulating throughout the body.

"Good, good...... Pure vitality! ”

"There is no impurity?!!

"Well, I ...... It seems to be about to break through! ”

Splitting the light secretly screamed, hurriedly sat cross-legged, and entered a state of concentration.

He was no longer disturbed by the dust, and his mind moved, and he had left the southern country.

The information that Jackdaw and Splitter said about Blackstone was similar to what they knew.

But the doubts in his heart did not diminish in the slightest.

In his opinion, this Wanshou Villa is a black pot.

If they wanted to kill the disciples of the Living Temple, why should they be confined to the Ten Thousand Gullies Secret Realm? Therefore, there must be someone else who issued the Blackstone Hunt and Kill Order.

What is his purpose?

Test the Temple of Killing? Or...... Provoke the contradiction between the sects in southern Xinjiang and the Killing Temple?

Lichen shook his head, if you want to find really useful information, you have to start with Blackstone.

This matter can only be considered in the long run.

With a long sigh, he looked up at the sky, and it was already ten o'clock in the afternoon.

……

"Master~ It's finally coming."

"I've seen the Colorless Mountain!"

Since the fog on the colorless mountain has dissipated, you can see the handsome green mountains and quaint temples in the distance.

With the help of the moon bone and the rhino, a group of monks traveled under the stars and nights, and the original half-month journey only took less than ten days to reach the Killing Temple.

Along the way, with the help of the drunkard's 'drunken confession', Lichen finally gained a deeper understanding of his inner wonders.

After a few days of cultivation, he has been able to induce a change in the spectacle.

That's a lot of progress.

The monks were also exhausted and were about to take a break at the bottom of the mountain.

Bell, bell~

Suddenly six bells rang in the distance.

Deep and long.

The lonely Zen master's eyes froze, and he couldn't help but secretly say: "On the sound of the bell!" ”

"On the sound of the bell? What is the meaning? ”

Lisao couldn't help but ask.

"The bell rings six times, and there are monks coming to the door, and they want to open the altar to talk about the Tao."

The lonely Zen master frowned slightly, and couldn't help but look in the direction of the Killing Temple.

Lisao immediately became angry: "What?! Isn't that someone smashing the field! ”

When Lichen heard this, he hurriedly said: "Master, without further ado, let's go up the mountain and rest." ”

The lonely Zen master nodded: "It should be like this." ”

……

Killing Temple, Daxiong Treasure Hall.

The four major Zen monasteries occupy four directions, and each monk sits in a precarious position, as if facing a great enemy.

In the usually quiet treasure temple, there is a looming woman's coquettishness at this time.

And surrounded by the four great Zen monasteries in the middle is an extremely fat, tall monk like a hill.

His clothes are wide open, with his chest ~ exposed ~ ru~ , obviously very fat, but his skin is dark.

Layers of fat are stacked on top of each other, like a mountain of black meat.

And on this mountain of meat, there is a white woman hanging.

Misty sideburns, graceful, translucent thin shirt, reflecting the snow-white skin inside.

And if she is drunk with Hibiscus, she snuggles up to the body of the monk of bliss.

The coquettish voice came from her mouth.

The white and flawless body sank in the black sea.

Like the white soaked in milk and the black dyed in the abyss, grinding.

In the solemn and solemn hall of the Mahavira Treasure Hall, the coquettish anger ran over the Zen singing.

Circling in the ears of every monk.

At this moment, it seems that even the Buddha statue is addicted to it.

"Amitabha."

The obscure Zen master sat in front of the Sifang Monastery, his hands folded, and his expression was detached.

"Master of Bliss, my Killing Temple and Huanxi Zen Monastery have always been well water and do not interfere with river water, I don't know what is the purpose of here?"

The monk of Bliss has a pair of big hands like a fan, holding the round and jade beads around his waist, the woman's body trembles, and the lotus is warm and wet.

The sound of coquettish anger came and went, endlessly.

The obscure Zen master frowned inadvertently, and he was displeased with the concentration in his heart.

Looking at the surrounding monks, the lips with slightly better concentration moved slightly, and they were holding their minds and reciting Buddhist scriptures silently.

Those with slightly worse concentration have red cheeks and shortness of breath.

"Anapodi~"

The monk of Bliss smiled fiercely, and his voice was like a broken gong: "Master Obscure has seen the outside, eight hundred years ago, we were a family. ”

As soon as these words came out, the obscure Zen master's face was slightly gloomy.

Eight hundred years ago it was one.

The monk of bliss would put gold on his face.

But that's not entirely wrong.

Eight hundred years ago, the fourth-generation abbot of the Killing Temple, occasionally, since then the Killing Temple has flourished and declined.

He even gave up the Origin Technique for a while, embarked on the Demon Path, and recultivated.

Later, the southern Xinjiang shook up and down, and the disciples in the temple forced the four generations of abbots to abdicate and make way for the virtuous, and imprisoned the cliff for life to atone for their sins.

The disciples of the four generations of abbots rebelled out of the Killing Temple, and later established the 'Huanxi Zen Temple' in the Northern Wilderness.

Throughout history, the status of the Temple of Killing Temple plummeted at this time.

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