Volume 1 The Living Yama Hall Chapter 72 The Right Hand (II)
A lifelong monk naturally does not plan to leave, he is even very interested: "The story of Qingjia has not been made public in Yunzhou, I think this is a thing worth listening to, although the monk I am not good at Buddhism, my cultivation is poor, and I am bound to fight and have little ability, but I like the knowledge of each family, and I like the customs and history of a state." "The monk is very sincere no matter what he says, and sometimes Tang Qian really feels that he has at least one strict implementation of the Dharma, which is called the monk does not speak.
The finger has no name, at least it doesn't want to say it, but the woman from Qingjia's right hand can't see the characteristics of any body organ at all, and the finger has also said that Qingjia is more and more familiar with the spell of splitting his body, and he can create creatures that are more like people, but even if he is a lifelong monk and a descendant, there is no way to see with his own eyes how Qingjia once did it, but just from the words of the fingers and the living examples of the fingers, we can see how terrible Qingjia was at that time.
At the same time, this spell should have been created by Qingjia completely by himself, and this kind of improvement only took a small amount of time - how many times can a person use his own body organs as the raw materials for spell casting, and how many times can Qingjia have a total of opportunities? If this question is figured out, then Qingjia thousands of years ago is really terrifying. The lifelong monk suddenly sighed a little, it was a pity that there was no way to live in the same era with such an interesting monk.
The right hand is naturally very interested in this monk: "You actually possess a monk - this monk must be very, very weak, because he needs your mana, or does he need your spell to survive in the current Yunzhou?" Everyone doesn't have mana, that's why we need your little bit of Taoism to fill the faΓ§ade?"
Although the fingers were said to be hard to hear, they surprisingly did not refute it.
Tang Qian interjected appropriately at this time, because he always felt that if he didn't speak, this right hand would keep talking, and now they don't have much time.
"Can you tell us about the current Xudu?" Tang Qian said: "This place is about to go to Yunzhou, I think you should have experienced it once in the near future." β
The right hand raised his head and said, "Why should I tell you, are you the reincarnation ......of Qingjia? No, no, no, it's not us, we're almost dead, I've seen it. The right hand was a little hysterical: "So why should I talk to you?"
After she finished speaking, she really didn't plan to say a word to Tang Qian, closed her mouth, and her pitch-black head also turned to the other side and looked at the wall.
The lifelong monk walked to the cage at this time, there was a very heavy lock on the door, and the materials used Tang Qian didn't know, it felt like some kind of specialty from Xudu, there was a very complicated magic circle on it, very small, but very useful, it could be seen that this lock had not been opened for nearly a thousand years. The lifelong monk looked at this lock with great interest: "The ban above is very troublesome, it should be forged by the joint efforts of the Yunzhou monks, but I think they just made this lock indestructible from the spell, and generally the way such a lock is opened is very ...... Very mortal. β
This statement is very good, only Tang Qian understands what it means.
Tang Qian walked over, then half-squatted down, looked at the lock, and took out a very shabby brush in his hand - everything on him seemed to be very shabby: "Let me introduce grandly, in addition to being able to use a sword, I also like to show off that I used to be able to use a pen and draw." Tang Qian didn't even take out the paper, but just used the brush in his hand that had no ink and some bald hair, and drew a key out of thin air, this key looked very simple and flat for the first time, and then gradually became a real thing, and when Tang Qian rotated it, it could see that from different angles, this is a different key, there are many rotating structures on it, and it can become a lot of different keys.
"What is this?" Zhou Sheng couldn't understand it, but Zhou Sheng could think for himself and figure it out quickly, so it must be Xia Yubing who asked this question.
"A trap key, doesn't it sound relatively easy to understand, it was made by a monk when he was bored, and after I knew the principle, it would be very easy for me to make one with a spell. Tang Qian said, then thought about it, and did not say how he made a painting a real thing, but explained seriously: "That monk is an incredible genius, no matter what he likes to solve with tricks, but sometimes he will do things that he never uses - such as this key - no monk will study how to open the lock of mortals." β
Then he said, and inserted the key into the lock of the cell door.
Since there is no way to destroy it with a spell, and even the stability of this lock cannot even be affected by spells, this means that even if the Yunzhou monk has a way to open this lock, it will definitely not be a magic trick, nor will it be a unique spell, only a key.
So Tang Qian opened the lock.
The lifelong monk walked into the cell, and then stretched out his hand, facing his right hand.
The mouth of the right hand is still hard to hear: "You are very smart, you are very powerful with that finger on you, you just opened the lock, and you still want to use your little Buddhist spell to save me?" Her tone was full of unremitting mockery: "Even the aura of the capital can't do it, I'm almost over, it's useless." β
But the lifelong monk still squatted down, and the golden light in his hand was very weak, like a firefly in the dark night, and even a gust of wind could blow out several feet.
However, the firefly will still fly back to where it wanted to go.
A lifelong monk is proficient in medical skills, he uses his own meridians to transmit the mana of his fingers very lightly, the fingers and the right hand are naturally the same source, and the mana is the same, and the right hand actually found that his body is a little better.
And it was only better, she suddenly wanted to say something.
"Your most important trouble right now is the gods. When she said a name, everyone felt only a breeze in the house.
Tang Qian has heard of the name Shentu, and he is the door god of Xudu.