The black shadow didn't care whether the old monk believed him or not, and that man knew that the old monk would not give up any possible opportunity to cultivate and ascend.

Sure enough, the abbot Master Mercy told his junior brother Compassion about this, and Master Compassion was very willing to give it a try: "Anyway, I am the one who has died once, and anyway, I know the pain of spiritual power collision best, so let me continue the trial." ”

After returning to Puhui Temple, the disciples captured a hundred-year-old yellow dog demon, so the Master of Mercy once again absorbed the spiritual power of the dog demon. The spirit power of the dog demon was black and thick, and the uncomfortable feeling in the heart of the Master of Compassion immediately began again. According to what the abbot said, he sent his most trusted disciple to prepare the spirit fairy herb liquid, and the master of compassion drank it with the belief that he would die, but he didn't expect the spiritual liquid to quickly dissolve his discomfort and make his whole body comfortable.

This day and night, the abbot also greeted him several times, afraid of any sequelae. After receiving affirmative answers from his junior brother again and again, he couldn't suppress the ecstasy in his heart. I don't know how many demons there are in the world, and the demons that I hated and even feared in the past are about to become endless sources of spiritual power, thinking of this, the demons are much cuter than the selfish and narrow Hanshan Sect.

Looking at the abbot's face full of joy, the Master of Compassion frowned imperceptibly and asked, "Senior brother, who told you that?"

The abbot took a slight rein in his joy and said, "I have promised 'him' not to tell his identity. ”

"Can't you say anything about me?" Master Compassion was unhappy in his heart and said, "I am a relative of Senior Brother and you who have practiced together for decades, and he is just a traitor to the Hanshan Sect, what can I maintain?"

The abbot said: "It's not maintenance, it's just that I know that this person has different intentions, and I don't show it for the time being, just because there will be a time when I can use it in the future." So it's inconvenient to say it now. ”

In the end, he is the abbot, he likes to play official, and if he says it, he doesn't say it. Saying his identity and using it in the future are clearly two different things, but he said it as if there was a connection, could it be that if he revealed his identity now, he would not be able to use that person in the future? Even if he knew who was the traitor of the Hanshan Sect, would the dignified monk of Puhui Temple go to tell Xuanyuan Feng that hypocrite? In fact, he just didn't want to say it, he didn't even believe it himself?

The Master of Compassion thought about it a few times, and then asked, "Then, what is the difference between the preparation method of the Soul Immortal Grass Liquid and the ones we used to boil?

The abbot shook his head, looked left and right, and whispered, "There is another difference, this fairy grass liquid must be boiled for an hour and a half with a rootless fire to obtain it. "A fire without roots is not a fire ignited by plants and trees, but a heat that is spurred out by cultivation.

I see. This is the case with boiling spiritual liquid, the difference is thousands of miles, in addition to the material, the details are even more important. Master Compassion asked, "Now that the most important information has been obtained, what are the plans of Senior Brother Abbot?

"This method is too miraculous and subtle, and it is necessary to guard against people with ill intentions, so naturally I can't tell every disciple. What's more, where does the world's spiritual power need so many people?" the abbot thought and said. Even the Hanshan Sect only knew the specific formula for a few island masters and the most respected disciples, and Puhui Temple naturally wouldn't be so stupid and spread the word to all the disciples, otherwise wouldn't it be in vain to leak it out?

"People's hearts are unpredictable, and it really can't be known to all the disciples in the temple. The Master of Compassion also nodded, this method is like a ladder to the sky, those young juniors are all ambitious and have a strong learning ability, they can't let all the disciples step on their heads.

The abbot said: "There are only the two of us, and there is too little help to get started, so it is better for us to select a few disciples of the Xinzi generation and go up with us." The number of people should not be too large, four of them, and the abundant spiritual power is just enough to open the 'Quartet Guardian Array'. ”

Although it was a suggestion, he had already planned this matter carefully in his heart, right? Master Compassion thought for a moment and nodded: "Find a few stable and honest apprentices, you can't ask for too many disciples." ”

"Naturally, on the path of cultivation, the mind is the most important. ”

"Which disciples does Senior Brother plan to choose?"

"My personal disciples Xinqi and Xinkang are the most stable, and their qualifications are also good, and they all respect us, so they should be selected. Senior brother, can you also recommend one or two?"

Only cares about his own personal disciples, then don't blame him for being polite, the master of compassion said: "Xinxuan, Xinyu." "This is the eldest disciple and the second disciple under the seat of the Master of Compassion himself.

The abbot hesitated for a moment: "When the time comes, our cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds, and we can only claim to the outside world that we have obtained the cultivation secrets. Since that's the case, we can't completely leave the disciples of Senior Brother Tzu Yi, right? "Senior Brother Ciyi died at the hands of mercy, why didn't he take care of Senior Brother Ciyi's disciples and take a step back himself?"

"Then what are the plans of the senior brother?"

"Or, do you give up a place to Xinyuan or Xinqing?"

"......" the Master of Compassion stopped talking.

As a senior brother who has been getting along for decades, the abbot naturally knows that this hard-tempered junior brother is unwilling.

The two were silent for a while, and the abbot saw that the Master of Compassion had no intention of giving in, so he had to say: "In this way, let's each choose a personal disciple, and then call both Xinyuan and Xinqing, and others will naturally not say that we favor one over the other." ”

Compassion can only nod. In fact, he was not willing, but when it came to the tolerant Master Ciyi, he still felt guilty, after all, when he was eroded by the demonic aura, he prevented himself from killing his disciples and causing a catastrophe, and he also died under his own hands.

The abbot was pleased with the agreement reached: "Just the heart enlightenment, the heart mystery, the heart is far away, and the heart is clear." "Although their own apprentices only account for a quarter, the master with a long heart and a clear heart died at the hands of the master of compassion, and their hearts are even more towards themselves.

A soft knock sounded on the door.

Xin Qi asked outside: "Master, the nobles in the palace sent someone to see Master and discuss something." ”

"Let him wait. The abbot said proudly.

Xin Qi seemed to be stunned for a second, and it was the first time he saw that the master was so indifferent to the nobles in the palace. But he quickly answered "yes".

"Senior brother, why don't you hurry up and see you?" Master Compassion was also a little surprised. The nobles in the palace generally refer to the emperor or queen of the Great Han Kingdom, Puhui Temple is rooted in the Great Han Kingdom, and the main temple is in the capital, they sent people to find their senior brothers, how can they delay? Last time they said that they would arrange for someone to help the eldest princess of the Great Jin Kingdom disrupt the court situation, and Puhui Temple immediately sent Master Ciyi to bring his disciples.

The abbot smiled lightly: "It's not what it used to be. ”

What are these ordinary mortals now, why bother groveling to them?