Chapter 728: Buddha's Relic
"What Champion Hou said, can the little monk understand that as long as the Buddha Sect truthfully compensates Champion Hou for a treasure involving the Heavenly and Human Immortal Realm, Champion Hou can no longer pursue this matter and order to retire?"
Xuan Tang looked at Lin Ze's eyes and said very seriously.
Lin Ze replied lazily: "Don't want to use the words to cover Ben Hou, in case what you take out is the excrement of the Heavenly and Human Immortal Realm, how can Ben Hou easily put it down and no longer pursue it?"
Xuantang, who had just become serious, immediately broke his skills, and his face was blue and white for a while.
Even though Xuantang thought that he had cultivated Buddhism in two lifetimes and had an excellent temperament, when he heard this, he almost couldn't help but pounce and fight with Lin Ze.
Listen, is this talking about human language?
Xuantang recited the Heart Sutra as quickly as he could, calmed down his mind, and said calmly: "Champion Hou said that he was laughing, how could Buddhism and the little monk do such a shameless thing?"
Lin Ze sighed slightly and said, "I don't know my heart." ”
Seeing that Xuantang's face instantly turned black and almost went violently, Lin Ze coughed lightly and said: "Of course, Ben Hou didn't mean to target Buddhism and mages, just in case, mages don't mind, you continue." ”
Xuan Tang just wanted to speak, and suddenly realized that something was wrong: he was deliberately provoking me?
Realizing this, Xuan Tang began to think back to all the conversations from the time he arrived at the Southern Expedition camp to the present, and was surprised to find that whenever he wanted to lay out and foreshadowed to a certain extent, the rhythm would be interrupted by Lin Ze.
In other words, the rhythm has always been in Lin Ze's hands.
Thinking of this, Xuantang suddenly felt very interesting, and secretly laughed at himself: After cultivating Buddhism in two lifetimes, he was a little arrogant and underestimated the people of the world.
The rise of the cold door, can it really be summed up with just two words of luck?
So, Xuantang didn't plan to speak in a hurry, but was expressionless and silent.
Xuantang's silence made Lin Ze feel a little surprised, okay, why didn't he speak suddenly?
didn't realize that the few words he teased made Xuantang begin to doubt life.
After waiting for a while, Lin Ze frowned slightly, and couldn't help but ask, "When will the mage take out the treasure and let Ben Hou open his eyes?"
Can't hold your breath?
A mysterious smile appeared on Xuantang's face, and he took out a jade box from his arms and placed it on the table in front of him.
"Champion Hou Kezhi What is the most famous Buddha Gate?"
Lin Ze replied without thinking: "Bald ...... Ahem, unfathomable sutras?"
Xuantang was speechless for a while, gave up the idea of pretending to be mysterious, and said directly: "It's a relic." ”
"Buddhist martial artists, martial arts cultivation is above the fourth grade, when they pass away, they can use secret methods to smelt their life's essence and spirit into one, and turn them into one or even multiple relics. ”
"In addition to being put into the stupa for believers to worship, the relics also have a special effect, that is, for the same sect to refine and increase cultivation. ”
Lin Ze chuckled and said, "Such a method against the sky, there must be some flaws that outsiders don't know." Otherwise, Buddhism would have dominated the world a long time ago, so how can there be any Taoist and Confucian affairs?"
Xuan Tang glanced at Lin Ze with an appreciative look on his face, and said, "Champion Hou Yingming, there are three flaws in this secret method, one of them, no matter who it is, he can only refine one relic in his life. ”
"Second, after the refiner has completely refined the relics, he can reach the peak level of the original owner of the relics in a short period of time. Similarly, the refiner will be limited by the original owner of the relic, and can only stay at the height of the original owner of the relic for the rest of his life, and will not be able to break through at all. ”
"Third, the refiner cannot smelt the relics again through the secret method. ”
"Therefore, although there are those who have obtained cultivation through refining relics, there are not many of them. ”
When Lin Ze heard this, his first reaction was no, not so.
If Lin Ze remembers correctly, the eleven relics he got from Zhao Tuo at the beginning, but all of them were used.
However, it was with the assistance of Xiao Jin that all the miscellaneous thoughts in the relics were eliminated, leaving only pure energy, so it was not affected.
Therefore, the flaws that Xuantang said had no impact on Lin Ze.
Lin Ze focused his gaze on the jade box and chuckled, "Could it be that it contains a relic smelted from the Heavenly and Human Immortal Realm?"
Xuan Tang replied categorically: "Champion Hou guessed correctly, what was contained in the jade box was a relic transformed by the Heavenly and Human Immortal Realm. ”
"Uh~" Lin Ze was stunned for a moment, and said suspiciously: "All the heavens and people are immortal, how can they still pass away?"
Xuan Tang said meaningfully: "Immortality does not mean immortality, why can't the realm of heaven and man be immortal?"
"This treasure is worthy of the champion Hou turning the war into a jade silk to eliminate the misunderstanding between the two sides?"
Having said that, Lin Ze always felt that something was wrong.
The relics of the heavenly and human immortal realms, the Buddha is willing to take it out and give it to himself, just to let himself let go of the ordinary disciples of the Buddhism?
Could it be that the upper and lower heads of the Buddha are convulsed?
That is the relics transformed by the Heavenly and Human Immortal Realm, once refined, it is properly a Heavenly and Human Immortal Realm.
In front of the immortal realm of heaven and man, the three defects that Xuantang just said are a fart.
This kind of treasure, it is estimated that the inside of the Buddhism will have to break the head, how can it be taken out and given away?
Changing places, Lin Ze was reluctant to take out this kind of treasure, especially if he had to give it to the enemy.
So, Lin Ze looked at Xuantang with a look of "Do you look at me like a fool?"
"Champion Hou doesn't believe it?"
Lin Ze wrote his disbelief on his face, and Xuan Tang naturally would not turn a blind eye.
But Xuantang didn't rush to explain, but reached out and opened the jade box.
I saw a ingenious, crystal clear relic, lying quietly among the red silk.
A mysterious and mysterious aura permeated the living room.
Lin Ze seemed to see the picture of the Heavenly Maiden descending, dancing, the ground surging golden lotus, and pieces of fragrant pictures.
There are countless different chanting sounds faintly ringing in my ears, but I don't feel irritable, but I feel calm and calm.
The picture and the sound of chanting are getting clearer and clearer, like the Elysium described by Buddhism, and people can't help but fall into it.
"Whew~"
Just when Lin Ze was about to indulge in it and couldn't extricate himself, the villain spirit in Lin Ze's mind suddenly screamed and pulled Lin Ze back.
When he came back to his senses, Lin Ze only felt terrified, his back was soaked, and he almost fell on the road at a moment.
"Bang Dang"
After waking up, Lin Ze closed the jade box as soon as possible, and suddenly there were no more Heavenly Maidens and Jin Lian in front of him, and there was no chanting in his ears.
Xuantang looked at Lin Ze with a smile and asked, "This treasure, after the champion Hou has seen it, will he still think that the little monk is opening his mouth?"
Although Lin Ze didn't believe that Buddhism would come up with such a heavy treasure, the facts were in front of him, and he couldn't help but admit it.
Just by looking at it, he could make a high-level martial artist like himself in the Divine Soul Realm almost fall into it, except for the relics left by the Heavenly and Human Immortal Realm, Lin Ze couldn't think of any other possibilities.