"Impossible, it is absolutely impossible for this Sutra of Transcendence to not exist, Master, please think about it carefully. ”

Yang Qitian immediately denied it, this is a task assigned by the plot system, it can't be non-existent, maybe it appears in some different form, maybe it's not a scripture at all?

Thinking of this, Yang Qitian's eyes lit up, yes, why didn't he think that although this is called "Transcendence Sutra", who has seen it, what kind of thing is it? No, I have to look for it again, and there is not much time left, I can't toss anymore, otherwise I will wait to be pitted by the system, and prepare to be collectively dropped.

The sweeping monk Zou Mei pondered, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said to Yang Qitian: "I know what you want to be earlier, that thing is indeed called the 'Chaodu Sutra', and I don't know if it is the 'Chaodu Sutra' you are looking for at the beginning." ”

Hearing what the old monk said, Yang Qitian was overjoyed and said, "Master, take me to take a look." ”

The sweeping monk glanced at Yang Qitian a little strangely, he didn't think that thing was so worthy of surprise, and said with great certainty: "Little donor, are you sure that you are looking for the "Sutra of Transcendence", right?"

"Yes, yes, master, don't adjust my appetite, take me to see it. Yang Qitian looked at the sweeping monk with a strange expression.

Hearing this, the sweeping monk shook his head: "You come in with me." ”

Yang Qitian followed the sweeping monk to the thatched hut with hope, passing by rows of bookshelves, and saw that the sweeping monk took him to a corner of the thatched hut, where a large cloth blocked the way, and a foul smell came from inside.

"Little donor, what you said is here, you can go in and see for yourself. ”

Although Yang Qitian was puzzled, he immediately walked in, lifted the covering cloth, and the strange smell smoked out.

Yang Qitian hurriedly held his breath and breathed inside, covered his nose and said, "Master, weishenme here stinks so much!"

The sweeping monk said strangely: "This is the old man's royal latrine, of course it stinks, what kind of place should you be, this piece of cloth is specially recruited by me to block the smell." ”

"Also the royal latrine?" Yang Qitian was dumbfounded.

"Master, aren't you playing with me, I'm looking for the Chaodu Sutra, what are you letting me into the latrine, and I don't know how many years your latrine has not been cleaned, it stinks to death. ”

The sweeping monk said a little innocently: "Look for yourself, the words engraved in the upper left corner of my bucket are not what you are looking for?"

Yang Qitian lowered his head, and sure enough, he saw three ancient fonts "Chaodu Sutra" on the left side of the toilet. Yang Qitian's eyes were a little black, and he almost fainted, none of the tasks out of this system were normal, and he completely fell into the huge pit.

Seeing this dirty, smelly and black toilet, Yang Qitian waved his hand and beckoned the water element to flush it up, and after washing away the filth, he opened the lid, and the rice fields inside had turned into black lumps that were fermenting deliciously, and Yang Qitian felt that his stomach was about to vomit. "Nima, Master, how long has it been since you washed this thing?"

With an aftertaste on the sweeping monk's face, he said: "It has been thirty years since the last time Lao Qu sat on the bucket. ”

"Yang Qitian is absolutely down, no wonder it stinks, this old monk hasn't been in the thatched house for the past thirty years."

"Master, can you sell me this thing, it's useful to us. Yang Qitian looked at the sweeping monk.

The sweeping monk smiled: "If you want to take it, this is not a baby, I have already replaced it with a new one, soft and soft, it is much more comfortable than this, do you want to show you?"

Yang Qitian hurriedly shook his head, this one was almost smoked to death, and it would be too much to find fault if he wanted to go to see the pit of this old monk again.

"The old man went to the front to water the flowers, and the little donor is free to do it, hehe. After the sweeping monk finished speaking, he left, Yang Qitian muttered, isn't this old monk afraid of moving the things here.

Yang Qitian notified the old man and a few people, and everyone saw that the "Chaodu Sutra" turned out to be the legendary toilet, and they showed strange expressions one by one.

"Fourth brother, you go and pour out the meow inside, the second brother is responsible for cleaning, I'll go breathe the air first, and then stay, I'm going to hang up." ”

When Yang Qitian saw the rescuers arrive, he immediately flashed, leaving Qiao Gao and Li Shu staring wide-eyed. "Damn, boss, you're not human!"

The old man also felt speechless, he and others had been looking for a treasure for a long time, and it was actually this thing in front of him.

Qiao Gao and Li Suan covered their noses, frowned, and cleaned up for half an hour, Ji Yuanfang held it from time to time, and observed the "Chaodu Sutra" brand toilet with a magnifying glass from Yang Qitian.

"Hey, it's weird, the more I look at this, the more it doesn't look like a toilet, I feel like this thing has a lot of origins, but I don't understand what it does. ”

At this time, Yang Qitian also came back after breathing, and when he heard Ji Yuanfang's words, he grinned at Qiao Gao and the others: "Have you done it, don't look like pain, in fact, it is good for the body to smoke the smell occasionally, and it is good for the body, look, after a smoke, I will breathe fresh air, and now I feel that the air is sweet." ”

"Vomiting Animals"

"The boss doesn't take you to play like this, I'll vomit"

Li Suan and Qiao Gao couldn't help but explode under Yang Qitian's blow, and the two of them ran to the side together and began to vomit.

Yang Qitian also saw that at this moment, the toilet was already very clean, but after studying a clear water trick, he took out a few disinfectant gloves from the boundary ring before squatting down to observe.

With this disinfectant glove, several people were about to rob themselves, and the five of them began to fence the toilet and discuss.

"Boss, you see this toilet so gorgeous, it must be very powerful. ”

"You know a fart, boss, I see that the copywriting on this toilet is very old, it must be some kind of treasure. Several people discussed for a long time, but they still didn't see what this "Sutra of Transcendence" was.

The sweeping monk had come back from outside at this time, and when he saw that Yang Qitian and a few people were still here, he also surrounded his car to discuss, and he felt interesting.

"Several, you sit on the bucket around the old man's dear, have you studied anything, I can't imagine that in the past more than three hundred and sixty days, the old man rode it every day, but I didn't know that this thing was still a treasure. The sweeping monk looked longingly aftertaste, and several people who watched it had a chill.

Kilgour muttered: "You ride every day, ride every month, and you don't ride famous." ”

Yang Qitian laughed in his heart, stopped Qiao Gao, and said to the sweeping monk: "Master, I didn't completely expect that the "Transcendence Sutra" was such a thing, so I want to ask the master, this toilet, eh, is the big night pot, when you used it before, did you find anything different?"

The sweeping monk glanced at the toilet, shook his head and said: "There is no special place, and it is also uncomfortable to sit, every time the old man sits down, he feels the wind gusting below." ”

Yang Qitian despised it in his heart when he heard this: "This thing is still a hair dryer, and it is still cloudy!?"

"By the way, I don't know if this is special, it's just that the grains pulled out by the old man condensed very quickly in this bucket, and it only took a few breaths to fix. The sweeping monk said seriously.

Yang Qitian felt that his stomach, which had just calmed down, began to churn again, Nima, is this going to play with the dead master!

"Master, I beg you, stop playing with me, how can you say this, this is a night pot, not a microwave oven. ”

"What is a microwave oven? But, little donor, don't believe it, why don't I prove it to you?" Seeing that Yang Qitian didn't believe it, the sweeping monk immediately said.

Yang Qitian estimated that he couldn't figure out the reason for touching a few of his own people, so it was better to see if what the sweeping monk said was true. "Okay, then there's Master Lao. ”

Kilgour looked angry: "Boss, no, how can there be such a strange thing, it is still solidified, and I still have diarrhea! My second brother and I finally washed it, and now you have to use it for the master again, then next time the two of us will resolutely not wash it." ”

"Well, fourth brother, don't worry, I believe the master won't laugh, if it really doesn't reflect, next time I'll wash it myself, okay? ”

Qiao Gao and Li Suan looked at Yang Qitian with disdain. said in unison: "Boss, you don't have back pain when you stand and talk." "Yang Qitian is absolutely down.

The old man only spoke at this moment: "Okay, don't make trouble, the master came into contact with this "Transcendence Sutra" much earlier than us, let's take a look first." ”

The five people looked at the sweeping monk, and Li Shu said directly: "Master, you see that we have washed cleanly, now you can pull it." ”

The sweeping monk smiled: "The old man thanked the little donor, I saw a few people who were so loving, helped the old man clean the night pot, and the old man will give it to you after he finishes using it, but now the old man has not eaten, the old man's stomach is empty, and there are goods after dinner, let's take a look, wait a while, don't be in a hurry." ”

"Oh my God, I want to hit the wall. Li Suan shook his apple face, feeling aggrieved.

Ji Yuanfang was deeply sympathetic, hugged the heads of Qiao Gao and Li Shu with a painful face, and sighed: "At this moment, I deeply sympathize, I don't know if this is the end of the comedy or the beginning of the tragedy." ”

"Get out!" What Ji Yuanfang got in exchange for was naturally kicked over by the two of them.

When it was time to eat, Yang Qitian and the others saw Fahai and appeared in front of everyone with a ruddy face.

"Master Fahai, it seems that you have recovered, and your cultivation seems to have improved. Yang Qitian said.

Fahai looked interested, and said: "Amitabha, the little donor has a great heart, and he has to give such a spiritual object to the old man, so that the old man's unmoved realm has been loosened a little. ”

Yang Qitian was very depressed in his heart, this good thing was really taken by a dog, this is an eight-thousand-year-old ripe peach, although it is only one-tenth, how can it be advanced to Jindan Consummation, this old monk is just loose, and he seems so happy, Yang Qitian is helpless.

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