Secretly beheaded this captive, unknowingly? Don't be kidding! That girl didn't escape, it's okay to say, now that she has escaped, once the sword cultivator surnamed Wu is tracked down, with the supernatural powers of the Yuanying monk, the apex clues may be traced.

"Poof!poof!" Two red lights suddenly flashed, bounced off the bone ring on the collarbone, Wan Qingping only felt that his body was loosened, and the mana sealed in the dantian surged again.

"Put your things away!" the Holy Wheel Dharma King's tone changed slightly, and he was less stiff than before.

"Thank you Buddha! Buddha rest assured, the little ones won't run away!" Wan Qingping hurriedly assured respectfully, but he was extremely disdainful in his heart, this group of bald donkeys turned out to be bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, phew!

It's good to be strong, just one sword sticker can make others jealous to this point, live to this point, even if you die, then there is no regret! Wan Qingping secretly clenched his fists.

Half an hour later, a lotus flower rose into the air and headed northwest.

Xiaozhao Temple, the second largest Buddhist holy place in the Western Plateau, not counting the other courtyards under its jurisdiction, there are thirteen lamas in this temple alone, as for the disciples, there are almost tens of thousands, the real overlord.

In the Zen hall, there were two people sitting opposite each other at this time, and one of them was the Holy Wheel Dharma King who captured Wan Qingping.

"Namuqu is an important town on the border of the plateau of the Western Regions, and we need to send capable people to rebuild it as soon as possible!" said a middle-aged lama dressed in a bright yellow monk's robe.

"Senior Brother Tashi, these are all easy to do, but is that person really dealt with like this?

"How to restrict? There are several special prohibitions or pills in this temple, but if that junior is really Wu Benqing's nephew, wouldn't this kind of method be tainted with cause and effect in vain?" the middle-aged lama shook his head.

"Moreover, Fengtianxi's deputy seal is already in our hands, and the junior is just in the middle of the contact, whether it succeeds or not, Fengtianxi can't run, so what's the worry?"

The Holy Wheel Dharma King pondered for a while, and finally nodded, he, Senior Brother Tashi, had always been thoughtful, and since he said so, there must be nothing wrong.

While the two Buddhist masters were talking, Wan Qingping, accompanied by a lama, to be precise, walked towards a large hall in Xiaozhao Temple, where a monk, if not accompanied by a lama, might be slaughtered as soon as he went out, and the accompanying person was the young lama who had captured him.

It stands to reason that in the Western Regions Plateau, where he is not familiar with life, he should honestly stay in the quiet room and wait for the disposal of Xiaozhao Temple, but now he is abnormally out and hanging, not that he really doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, but after analysis, Wan Qingping is very sure that he will save the day this time.

In addition, I heard that there is an exchange of goods in Xiaozhao Temple today, the specifications are very high, and the participants are all lamas who are equivalent to Jindan monks, and in the Western Plateau, the things used by monks have always been very cheap, and he is the kind of greedy person, after hearing about it, he immediately couldn't sit still, and begged the young lama to take him to see and see if he could exchange some good things.

The young lama was attacked by him and didn't want to see him, but before he left, His Holiness had instructed him that as long as he didn't run away, he could ask the young lama for help if he needed anything, which led to the current scene.

The main hall is not very big, when Wan Qingping walked in, the lamas present all stopped their movements, looked at him with their eyes, and a few people even muttered quietly, as for what to say, he didn't understand.

The young lamas who accompanied him seemed to be very familiar with the people here, and said something in the language of the Western Plateau, and only then did those lamas show a sudden look on their faces, and even a few people showed mockery on their faces.

This bald donkey must have said bad things! Wan Qingping cursed secretly in his heart.

After waiting for half an hour, seventeen or eighteen lamas had already arrived, and everyone formed a large circle, and an old lama walked up to the center and muttered a word, and then the other lamas each took out some miscellaneous things from the bodhi leaves and placed them in front of them, while looking at the things placed in front of the others.

If someone likes someone else's stuff, they will talk to them in a secretive way, trying not to disturb them.

Most of the things placed by the lamas are Buddhist things, and there are some that can be used by Buddhism and monks, and there are extremely rare ones used by pure monks, but there are also a few, it is estimated that the lamas here saw him coming, so they took them out, and they were used for the purpose of "waste disposal".

p> But those few things, Wan Qingping looked at them a few times, and he was not interested, they were all ordinary things, and they couldn't get into his eyes at all.

But this does not mean that these lamas do not have good things in their hands, it is nothing more than that these lamas look down on him as an early Jindan monk, and there are some special trading channels between the lamas and the grassland monks, so there is no need to worry about the real good things not being able to sell, which is why the current situation is achieved.

It seems that we have to take out some good things as bait, otherwise these bald donkeys will not take out good things, Wan Qingping thought secretly.

The good things that the lamas use, he is not lacking, not to mention anything else, the high-grade spirit stones, the demon pills, etc., the lamas must like them, but he will not take out the high-grade spirit stones, there are only three pieces in total, and they can't be replenished after using them, so they can only use the demon pills to lure these bald donkeys.

Sure enough, as soon as a few stone spear worm demon pills came out, the eyes of several lamas looked at them in unison.

"Master, what did he say?" Wan Qingping couldn't understand the language of the Western Plateau, so he had to rely on the young lama to translate, since he felt that he was not worried about his life, the title of Buddha disappeared from his mouth, and he became a master again, and his title to himself changed from a small to a subordinate.

"The poor monk, this junior brother, asks you, how do these demon pills be exchanged?" the young lama said lightly.

It was too troublesome to talk one by one, so he said to the young lama: "Trouble the master to talk to these masters, just say that you need the things used by the monks, whether it is elixir, refining materials, secret arts, you can do it, but you need really good things!"

Although the young lama looked down on Wan Qingping, he had the orders of the Holy Wheel Dharma King, and he was also dutiful, and immediately said something to the other lamas.

After listening, the lamas took out some monk supplies from their respective Bodhi leaves, and some were even afraid that Wan Qingping would not know the role of the items, so they took the initiative to introduce them.

Wan Qingping listened and nodded incessantly, not afraid of what these lamas would deceive, one of the most important precepts of the lamas is "do not lie", which means not to tell lies.

These bald donkeys, there are a lot of good things!

Looking at the items that the monk could use, Wan Qingping couldn't wait to sweep them all into his pocket.

However, after listening to the introduction of a lama, he was slightly stunned at first, and then his heart swelled up, there is still such a thing in the world?