After staring at Qianqiu Gu for a while, Changyue put it back into the wooden box.

This wooden box is special, with the spices developed by Xiaobai, as long as Qianqiu Gu enters, it will soon fall into a deep sleep.

Since the things have arrived, let's hurry up and send them to Qi Guanheng on the black market, I have been carrying debts, and it tastes strange.

Besides, she also happened to have something to find Mo Lao.

Coming out of Li's house, Changyue went straight to the black market, and when he arrived at the black market, he went straight to the Wind and Frost Weapon Shop.

Mo Lao was very happy to see Changyue, "The girl in white, you came just in time, the old man has built the storage props for you, you can see if it fits, this is the highest level of forging by the old man in recent years." ”

"Really? I'll have to look forward to it. Changyue held the venue and said, "Since it is Mo Lao's masterpiece, it must be the same." ”

Mo Lao smiled at Changyue's praise, and after a while, he took out a delicate brocade box and handed it to her, "Girl, take a look." ”

Changyue took the brocade box and opened it, only to see a green leaf-shaped pendant lying inside, which looked very exquisite, just ...... This storage prop is for her father, isn't this look too feminine?

Forget it, it's not easy to have, what kind of shape do you care?

After putting away the brocade box, Changyue looked at Mo Lao and asked, "Mo Lao, I don't know if you have a way to contact the Qiguan City Lord?" I have something to give him. ”

"The girl wants to see our city lord?" Mo Lao didn't know about the transaction between Qi Guanheng and Changyue, so he was a little surprised to hear that Changyue took the initiative to ask to see the city lord, this situation is rare.

"Yes." Changyue nodded, "I wonder if the city lord has time to come over and talk about it?" ”

"This ...... The old man didn't know much, but the old man could help the girl ask. The girl waited a while, and the old man came as soon as he went. ”

"Okay, there's Lao Mo old." Bai Feng nodded,

"It's okay, it's okay."

After Mo Lao left the Wind and Frost Weapon Shop, he came to the riverside of the river in the black market, took out a mirror and looked at the river, and soon the reflection of Qi Guanheng appeared in the slightly rippling lake.

"City Lord!" Mo Lao arched his hand at Qi Guan Heng and said.

"Mo Lao, but what's going on over there in Bright Moon City?" Qi Guanheng was a little surprised, and Mo Lao would contact him at this time.

"City Lord, Mingyue City is fine, ah...... It's not completely nothing. Mo Lao paused and continued: "The girl in white has ascended to the position of city lord. ”

Qi Guanheng was not surprised by this, he said with a smile: "Sooner or later, listening to your old tone, it seems that I am not specifically contacted for this matter." ”

"Yes, the girl in white is here with the old man at the moment, and she said that she has something to give you." Mo Lao said.

Mo Lao's words made Qi Guanheng's face show a rare look of joy, "Really? I'll go. With that, the river returned to calm.

Qi Guanheng's attitude surprised Mo Lao, could it be that the girl in white had something particularly important to hand over to the city lord?

It didn't take long for an extra whirlpool to appear in the sky above the black market in Bright Moon City, and Qi Guanheng slowly walked out of the whirlpool and landed straight in the Wind and Frost Weapon Shop.

"Girl in White!" As soon as he entered the door, Qi Guanheng arched his hand towards Changyue, he knew that the white clothes were Li Changyue, but he saw that Changyue was showing people in white, so he continued to call Changyue "the girl in white" with kindness.

"The lord of the city." Changyue also got up and greeted Qi Guanheng.

"I don't know if the girl wants to see here for ......" Speaking of this, Qi Guanheng's eyes revealed anticipation.

Changyue took out the box containing the Qianqiu Gu from her sleeve, and handed it to Qi Guan Heng with both hands: "This is the reward promised to the Qi Guan City Lord!" ”

Qi Guanheng carefully took the wooden box, and when he opened it, he saw a Gu worm lying inside with a body as green as jade.

"This is what the girl said about Qianqiu Gu?"

"Yes, I hope I can help the city lord of Qiguan." Changyue nodded and replied.

Qi Guanheng put away the Qianqiu Gu and gratefully said to Changyue: "If this Qianqiu Gu really works, the girl will be my eternal friend in the black market." ”

Hearing this, Changyue suddenly remembered something, so she said to Qi Guan Heng: "There is something I want to ask the city lord of Qi Guan for help. ”

Qi Guanheng said: "Girl, but it doesn't hurt to say. ”

"The black market is all over the cities of Minzhou, and the news must be extremely well-informed, I wonder if I can ask the Qiguan City Lord to help you pay attention to the same material called the Earth Evil Stone?"

Changyue wants to forge the Blood Knife, and she still needs a material of Earth Shatter Stone, she has already entrusted Cangyue Pavilion to help inquire, and she has no clue yet.

If the black market is willing to help, it is more likely to be found.

"Earthshatter Stone?" Qi Guanheng looked surprised, "This thing is not easy to find!" "He is also a well-informed person, and he happens to know the material of the earth-shattering stone, and the rarity of this material lies in the fact that it cannot be born unless the time and place are complete.

"But don't worry, the girl will send someone to pay attention to it below, and once there is news, I will inform the girl."

"Then there will be the city lord of the labor officer." Changyue said gratefully.

After chatting with Changyue for a few words, Qi Guanheng couldn't wait to leave the black market in Mingyue City with Qianqiu Gu.

And Changyue herself went to see Mo Lao, since she couldn't forge the Blood Knife for the time being, then she would ask Mo Lao to forge a makeshift first, she couldn't always be without a weapon, that would make her feel very insecure.

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Yuezhou, Fahua Temple, Lectern Pavilion.

"When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-reliance, when he walks in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering.

The relics are not different from the emptiness, the emptiness is not different from the color, the color is empty, the emptiness is the color, and the same is true for the thought and action.

……”

An old monk with gray hair was shaking his head and reciting the sutra with a group of small novices, and he recited a sentence, and the little novices did the same, and they also shook their heads and chanted.

"When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-reliance, when he walks in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering.

The relics are not different from the emptiness, the emptiness is not different from the color, the color is empty, the emptiness is the color, and the same is true for the thought and action.

……”

The novices are generally around eight or nine years old, and have not yet begun to practice martial arts, and the immature children's voices echo in the attic, making people listen to them clearly.

They are all orphans taken in by the temple, the temple never recruits disciples, the monks often travel down the mountain, if they meet homeless orphans on the way, they will bring them back to the temple, and these orphans will become new disciples in the temple.

However, there is an outlier in this group of little monks chanting the scriptures, everyone is shaking their heads and chanting, but he sits in the back row with his head bowed, and his round little head is little by little, like a chicken pecking rice!

The little monk also had a thumb-sized golden cicada lying on top of his head, and the golden cicada gently shook six pairs of transparent wings, looking a bit like some conspiracy was brewing.

"Squeak~~~"

Suddenly, the golden cicada let out a piercing scream.

The Elder's attention was instantly grabbed, his cloudy eyes widened, and he let out a roar of mid-air rage.

"Void !!"

The little monk who was pecking at the rice stood up suddenly, "Ah??? Class? Is class over? ”

"Hahaha~~~"

In an instant, the entire lecture hall was filled with the laughter of the little novices.

Six-winged Golden Cicada: Hmph~~ See if you dare to bully me next time!

After being separated from Changyue for so long, the little monk doesn't seem to have grown up at all, he is still eight or nine years old, with a childish face, but the momentum on his body is obviously much stronger.

The laughter of the little novices finally made the little monk realize what was happening, he scratched the back of his head, and said to the old monk with a smile:

"Senior Brother Xuanfa, do you have something to do with the little monk?"

"What do you say? What time is it and what have you just been doing? Xuanfa roared.

"Little monk...... Little Monk ...... Reciting the scriptures......" The little monk scratched his ears and cheeks and said, his tone full of emptiness.

"Still trying to fool me?" Xuanfa slapped the ring ruler in his hand on the podium, "How many times has it been this month?" ”

The little novices in the underground laughed and replied in unison, "It's the third time!" ”

"It's only three times, and it's not much." The little monk tried to exonerate himself.

"Not much?" Xuanfa was angry, "It's only the third day of this month today, you don't say much?" ”

Little Monk: ...

The novices burst into laughter again.

"That's how you set an example for your teachers and nephews?" Xuanfa simply hates iron and steel, this is the Buddha of their Fahua Temple, is their Fahua Temple a pill?

No, no! Xuanfa's efforts to calm his mind are not the fault of Senior Brother Xuankong, it is not the fault of Senior Brother Xuankong, it is all because Uncle Zhizhi did not teach him well!

That's right, it's Uncle Intelligent's fault!

"I ...... I didn't want to be a role model......" the little monk muttered.

"Enough, you give me a penalty station!"

Hearing this, Xuanfa finally couldn't hold it anymore, his face turned red, and he pointed to the door and shouted angrily.

"Oh~~"

The little monk obediently walked out with his golden bowl in his arms, and then Xuanfa roared again, "Put your golden bowl on your head!" ”

"Oh~~~"

The little monk responded obediently, anyway, it's not the first time, his posture of holding the bowl is really upright and steady, and he can't be skilled.

In this way, the little monk was punished to stand at the door with a golden bowl on his head, and was not allowed to leave until the end of the lecture.

As soon as the lecture was over, the little monk rushed towards the canteen, and the monk who was cooking saw him and said with a smile: "Uncle Xiao, today is your first again!" Still the same as usual? ”

"Mmmmmm~~" The little monk nodded quickly.

"Okay!"

The rice monk neatly filled the little monk with a pot of food, and gave him a wooden bottle the length of a baby's arm.

"This is your animal milk, my nephew went to the animal garden early this morning to squeeze it for you, and almost let the tigress bite it."

"Senior nephew, you are so good, I like you the most!"

If the intelligent monk is here, he will definitely say: you like everyone the most!

The monk who was cooking was coaxed by the little monk to smile in a few words.

The little monk took the food, found a place and began to gobble it up, eating and eating, he suddenly put down the rice spoon in his hand, and then sighed deeply and said:

"Hey~~ It's fun to follow the female benefactor on an adventure!"

After saying that, he picked up the wooden bottle on the table again, uncorked it, and poured it violently.

After lunch, the little monk tied the waist of the six-winged golden cicada with a golden rope, he held the golden rope, let the six-winged golden cicada fly in front, and he followed the six-winged golden cicada to walk around.

After a while, a young monk suddenly came running up to him and said, "Uncle Xuankong, the host asked you to come over." ”

"Uncle Shi called me?" The little monk's eyes lit up, and he ran away with the six-winged golden cicada.

The six-winged golden cicada was led by a golden rope, and its internal organs were about to be displaced in the air.

This little bald donkey, just wait for me, and you will give me a penalty station if you have a chance!

Soon the little monk came to the door of a meditation room, he tidied up his appearance, and then cleared his throat and shouted in a sweet voice: "Uncle Shi, Xuankong is here!" ”

"Come in!"

An old voice came from the meditation room.

"Uncle !!"

As soon as he entered the door, the little monk was about to pounce on his host uncle, and the host uncle hurriedly put his hand against his bare head.

The little monk uses both hands and feet, but his hands are short and his legs are short, and he can't reach the host at all.

The host said helplessly: "The old man is old, his bones are brittle, he can't stand you so hard, I heard that you have been punished by the Xuanfa again." ”

When the little monk heard this, he sat directly on the futon on the ground and said aggrievedly: "Uncle, can the little monk not go and chant with his nephews tomorrow?" The little monk is an uncle, how can he follow the teachers and nephews to recite the scriptures every day! ”

The host said with a smile: "Then you recite a piece of the Heart Sutra to the uncle." ”

The little monk struggled for a long time, and finally failed to memorize a complete paragraph.

The host knocked on his head and said, "Look at it, you can't recite it, right?" You can recite it to any teacher and nephew. ”

The little monk covered his head and looked embarrassed.

"You, you ......" the host shook his head helplessly, "You don't learn from your master, but you learn ten out of ten!" ”

"The little monk is not like the master!" The little monk got up from the ground, hugged the arm of the presiding master and said, "The little monk is like the master." ”

The host looked at him with a smile, "Really like Uncle Shi?" ”

"Uh-huh~~"

The little monk nodded quickly.

"But when the teacher was six years old, he was able to memorize the scriptures taught by the elders......"

Before the host uncle finished speaking, the little monk hurriedly covered his mouth with both hands and said, "No, no, most of the little monks are like the master, and a small part are like the master!" ”

"Just your slippery head!" The host couldn't help but knock on his head again, "But ...... It's okay if you don't go tomorrow to recite the scriptures with your teachers and nephews. ”

"Really?" The little monk jumped up from the host in surprise.

"Really." The host master nodded, "There seems to be a demon path demon near Jinguang City recently, you can take them to take a look tomorrow." ”

Hearing this, the little monk's eyes lit up, isn't that okay to go out?

Seeing the expression of the little monk, the host uncle hurriedly instructed again: "You have to listen to Yuanxin's orders, and you are only responsible for beating people, and you will do whatever other Yuanxin asks you to do." ”

When the little monk heard this, his face suddenly collapsed, "Huh? Do you want to listen to the nephew of Yuanxin? ”

"If you don't obey, you won't go." The host immediately said with a straight face.

"Go! Go! The little monk must listen to everything from the Yuanxin master and nephew! The little monk immediately swore an oath.