She dragged Fang Fold towards the door in her memory, and before she had taken a few steps, she found that she suddenly couldn't move.

Fang Fold stopped.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Su frowned slightly and asked puzzled.

Unexpectedly, the next moment she felt something touching the back of her hand.

"Huh?"

She took the fold and slowly groped for the shape of it with her fingertips.

"Bowls? Where's the bowl? ”

"Wait, could it be that this is the treasure that Li Xueqing and the evil cultivator transmitted the message?!"

The fingers are smooth and fluent, and the fingertips gently tap the edge of the porcelain bowl, and the sound is crisp.

"Huh...... Real people don't show their faces, did the monks of the year like such strange things? A bowl...... Interesting? ”

Jiang Su didn't leave, and stood in place to study this secret realm inheritance.

"I'll send you." Fang Zhi suddenly spoke, his voice smooth, not the slightest dull.

"Huh?" Jiang Su subconsciously took it, thinking in his heart, "When the spiritual power is full, this person can speak more fluently, and sure enough, even if the monk's brain is broken, there is a possibility of recovery." ”

It wasn't until the Son of Heaven's hands were stacked with four neat bowls that she froze in place, and the smile on the corner of her mouth stiffened.

“……”

"There are five of them?"

"Hmm."

The next moment, Fang Zhi reached out and took the single bowl on Jiang Su's other palm, and landed neatly on the four bowls in his other hand.

He nodded in satisfaction.

Jiang Su: "......"

What's he doing? Sick? Obsessive-compulsive disorder???

The weight of five bowls stacked on the palm of her hand is not light, and it is not easy for her to skillfully shake the palm of her hand slightly to maintain the balance of these five bowls.

"I'll just say it once, take three." Jiang Suqiang endured the inexplicable anger in his heart, and said in a low voice.

There is no movement in the square fold.

“……”

"I'll just say it once, take two."

Old patient, give him a step down.

Fang Zhen still didn't move, and Jiang Su felt that his words were just a gust of wind in his ears.

“……”

"Oh. Then don't. ”

The corners of Jiang Su's mouth turned up slightly, her smile was cold and full of mockery, her patience was only once, and the patient's consultation was worth the second time.

Third ......

Her palm holding the porcelain bowl turned slightly sideways, and the height of the five bowls in the palm of her hand was even higher than the top of her head.

The five bowls fell to one side at the same time, and in an instant they were about to fall to the ground.

The dragon robe turned into green clothes.

At this moment, Fang Zhe suddenly made a move, and his fingertips flicked with a certain pattern on the five bowls that were poured.

After a breath.

There was no expected sound of porcelain slices shattering the ground.

Jiang Su's palm was re-placed with a porcelain.

"It's ...... Vase? Her anger was not yet gone, and her palm clenched the thing fiercely, trying to crush the magic weapon with all her might.

Obviously, the power of medical cultivation was not enough to destroy a magic weapon that might have a lifespan of thousands of years with bare hands.

"The magic weapon is fake, the truth is fake, and the new master is replaced."

This disguised magic weapon is getting old. With the power of the blessings of the evil cultivators, it is almost impossible to forcibly subdue the true body of the monk when it is not his true body.

Fang Fold is waiting for an opportunity.

Jiang Su turned back into "Jiang Su", the palace turned into a desert, and the real body of the magic weapon turned into a disguise.

This is also the reason why Li Xueqing, a mortal, can use magic weapons to fake his body.

Jiang Su was silent.

The things in her hand were now connected to her own spiritual power, and she could clearly feel the space in this vase that could be manipulated with spiritual power, not to mention the pile of old paper that she actually touched.

“……”

She got this magic weapon, and in a sense, she really became the owner of this magic weapon, and only she could manipulate and apply this magic weapon.

"The young master of the Great Refining Sect...... Extraordinary. ”

Affirmation from a monk surnamed Jiang who is in a very good mental state in Shifangmen.

However, Jiang Su was not embarrassed, she did not rule out that Fang Zhen wanted to stack the five bowls in his hands because he wanted to see himself joking.

This guy has always had inexplicable jokes and paranoia.

For example, animal lovers who like to tuck their horns along the entire body structure of a person, plus are obsessed with the growth of deer antler velvet on the top of their heads.

"Looks like Infernal Church should be in the forest." Jiang Su sighed.

"Nonsense!! Our Infernal Sect is clearly located in the most prosperous street market in the Eastern Regions, and there are many shops on both sides, and all kinds of ore and spiritual materials are available! ”

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from her stomach.

"Yo, you're still alive, old Wang Ba." Jiang Su attracted spiritual power into his stomach and quipped casually.

Previously, several of them entered the secret realm, and their divine consciousness entered the body in the secret realm, while their own body was more like staying in an independent space.

Fang Zhe's master, that is, Shi Yan, naturally cut off the connection with Jiang Su.

"Naturally, my life is endless now, and I can be described as a true immortal."

When Jiang Su heard this, her smile was faint, and she didn't answer immediately, but patted the vase, took out the old paper, stood leisurely, and said with emotion to herself:

"Yes, the physical body dies out, and the divine consciousness exists in the magic weapon, and it turns into an instrument spirit, which is indeed a kind of eternal life."

"But what does it have to do with me?"

She doesn't condense her spiritual power into her stomach, and Shi Yan's voice is not clear when she hears her, and it is intermittent, like a modern network card.

The girl in Tsing Yi put the vase in her hand into the storage bag, leaving a few letters in her hand.

Her fingertips touched the four corners of the letter, borrowing the ability to recognize the plastic objects in the sea, imagining that the old paper in her hand was the object that Li Xueqing had used in her previous studies.

The next moment, the old paper was neatly stacked one by one, turning into an old book.

The girl hooked her lips slightly, and she thought it was true.

After the Dharma Weapon recognizes the Lord, the things hidden in the true body will also be restored to the true body.

It is a form that only appears when facing the master.

"What's written on this......"

She groped through the two sides of the book at the same time, thinking that one side was the first page, and began to turn to the first page of the contents.

The touch under the fingers has the rough texture of the paper, the rough edges, and the unfamiliarity of the words that are not obvious after being soaked in ink.

“……”

"Hmmm......"

"Why didn't he write books in Braille, or use carved bamboo slips!! Isn't it !! to look down on the blind? ”

Jiang Su roared incompetently, as soon as the pages of the book were closed, he turned around and frowned, facing the direction of Fang Fold.

It was noon, the sun shone on the red clothes, and the yellow sand was against the background. It was supposed to be more similar to the color of blood, but at this time, there was a bit of the dazzling feeling of the sun.

If the monk next to him had seen this scene, he would have thought that the nine-foot-tall red-robed monk was a monk with great merit.

It is a monk who has cultivated an arhat elephant in Buddhist practice.

The two stood opposite each other.

The surrounding heat wave accompanied by the yellow sand of the desert turned the sound of the wind into sparse dots.

“……”

“……”

A fake blind man can't open his eyes, and a fake dumb man can't speak.

"Jiang Su! You're here! ”

"We're so lucky, once in a lifetime, this secret realm was broken without much effort!"

The white fox fluff fell off at the right time, and the hot wind blew towards Jiang Su's neck.

The girl in Tsing Yi grabbed the hair, bared her teeth, and smiled in the direction of the comer, "The fifth prince of Qi came just right." We're just a healthy person."

Qi Wu was walking quickly in the direction of the two of them, and at this time, the sound suddenly slowed down for a moment.

“…… I? ”