But it's not hers, it's not hers, Yuan Yuan thought that if she went out, she should be worried, what should she take back such a precious thing? According to her current situation, she can't afford to pay it back at all!

Unless there is some great opportunity in the future, he will get another merman tear or something comparable to Ling Ling to accompany him.

She was already in debt just by practicing the second layer of qi, and Yuan Yuan felt that she was too tired.

There is also the drop of Sanfan Purification Water in her right eye, although it can wash away all the filth, but she can't control it at all, it is equivalent to living in her right eye, which has nothing to do with her.

With a huge treasure, not only do you have to worry about your guilt, but you can only look at it and think about compensation all the time, one second you feel that you are the chosen son of Yuanyuan, and the next second you feel that you are thinking too much.

After getting used to the drop of pure water in his right eye, Yuan Yuan began to play around in the Zen room of the Yushan Sanfo, the Zen room is very large, divided into three rooms, Huaiyuan feels the Zen in the outermost outer room, and she is now in the innermost inner room.

The layout here is very simple, put a wooden collapse, and three futons, in front of the futon is a Buddha statue equal to her, the appearance of the Buddha statue is exactly the same as the painting in front of her, it should be the same Bodhisattva, but Yuan Yuan still doesn't read enough books, she can't recognize what kind of Buddha this is.

In addition, there is a photograph and a desk, on which there are all pens, ink, paper and inkstones, which should be the place where the Buddha usually writes Buddhist scriptures.

There is a row of pen curtains on the desk, which is not ordinary at first glance, it must be a high-level magic weapon, Yuan Yuan reached out and took it, and then instantly felt a burning sensation in his hand, and one after another big blisters appeared.

Yuan Yuan looked at his burned hands, blew in distress, and then smeared some ointment, "Hey, probably because I'm a Taoist cultivator, I can't touch these things." ”

Then Yuan Yuan didn't believe in evil, and reached out to touch the other things in this house, without exception, she couldn't touch all of them, and her hand was swollen like a pig's trotter, which fully told her a truth - don't force it all the time in life.

Looking at this full room looks unpretentious, in fact, any one of them is a magic weapon that can shock the Northern Underworld, she can only sigh and give up on them.

It's not that there is no reluctance in her heart, but Yuan Yuan understands a truth, she can't be too greedy, she can come out of the twin sacrifice array smoothly, she is already blessed, even if she comes to the cave of the half-step first Buddha, because the Taoist system is different, she can hardly get benefits, she should be grateful.

At least the vast and vast air in it, she may never encounter it again in her life.

Yuan Yuan took one last look at the room, and then was about to leave her legs, but found that her feet couldn't move, as if something was holding her feet and preventing her from leaving.

"Why can't you go?"

Then came the jingling of empty bells, which was particularly striking in this empty Zen room.

Yuan Yuan had a fine layer of cold sweat behind her back, which was frightened, and then pretended to be calm and lowered her head to look at her right foot, and found that it was the string of Jiugong bells that prevented her from leaving.

It kept shaking, and then dragged her in the opposite direction, as if it was desperate to take her to find something, this string of nine palace bells was nine bells.

Jiuling has been living with Yushan Sanfo, and is very familiar with everything here, where is this Jiugong Ling going to take her?

Yuan Yuan was very puzzled in his heart, but he felt that she had no malicious intent, and then squatted down to comfort her, "You are so spiritual, I don't know if you have cultivated the instrument soul, but I know that my cultivation is too low now, and I can't communicate with you at all, where are you going?" ”

Jiugong Ling shook it in response, and then Yuan Yuan followed her strength and walked in one direction, coming to the incense table full of scriptures, and she saw that this place was all related to Buddhist cultivation, so she chose to ignore it.

Now that she appeared in front of this incense case again, she was still a little confused, and she didn't know what Jiugong Ling wanted to do, or what she wanted her to do.

Then she found that her feet were raised, this was the strength of Jiugong Ling, she looked at her feet, opened the scriptures full of incense, and a piece of yellow paper flew on the ground, and her feet were so painful to touch them that even her shoes were burned, and her feet were burned like charcoal.

But whenever she wanted to pull her foot back, the string of Jiugong bells on her feet shook wildly, as if telling her not to give up.

Simply this pain will not make her faint for the time being, and the place where the three spirit ointments on her hands have also healed, and if she wants to come to Yushan Sanfo, it is only a small punishment, and it will not hurt its foundation, so Yuan Yuan simply broke the cauldron and let the Jiugong Ling make it at will.

When Yuan Yuan felt that his feet were completely unconscious, he saw a book with a golden cover on the table, which began to be covered by layers of scriptures, and only after brushing away all the scriptures did it reveal its original appearance.

And the string of Jiugong bells on her feet no longer moved, hanging quietly on her right foot, and she couldn't see the cheerful appearance that she had just shaken.

It turns out that this is the book she is looking for? Yuan Yuan took a closer look, and there were four big characters written on the cover in vermilion ink—the Dish Spell.

These four words instantly attracted all of Yuan Yuan's attention, if she remembered correctly, a long, long time ago, the Dish clan was famous for its spells, shocking the whole world.

The disciples of the same class were so strong that they could suppress the sword cultivation with the power of spells, which was a very difficult thing for other monks, but they were able to do it easily, which was enough to show the breadth and depth of the spells.

It's just that later, the powerful Dish Clan disappeared overnight, and no one knew the reason, and then the spell was not systematic, and it was extremely difficult to cultivate, so it gradually disappeared.

Is this vessel the other dish?

Yuan Yuan's heart was like thunder, she knew that the books that could appear here were true.

Yuan Yuan remembered that Lantern Xiao had taught her a spell - Dripping Water Evil, she used this spell to influence several monks who had completed Qi refining, although it was only one breath, it was enough, she had personally experienced the power of the spell, and it was definitely only more powerful than the rumors.

And now, the Dish Spell, which symbolizes the pinnacle of spells, is placed in front of her, and it is difficult for Yuan Yuan not to be moved, so he reaches out to take it in a daze.

But before she could get it, the whole person fell to the ground in a very indecent posture, she forgot that her right foot was still injured, and now she was completely unconscious, only one foot supported her body.

Wonderful Book House