Chapter 398: The God of Grace

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Seeing Xiao Mian's suspicious expression, the little monk sat cross-legged and said slowly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The whole thing has to start with the lineage to which the little monk belongs, and their lineage is very strange, there are only two people in each generation - one master and one apprentice, one old and one young.

After the fall or incarnation of the master, the apprentice will search the world to find the reincarnated spirit child of the master, and then take him into the door and accept him as the only disciple in the room.

This reciprocation is like a wheel.

It was a few lifetimes ago that even the little monk himself didn't remember, he had subdued a Yaksha demon in his previous life, and then the Yaksha demon was influenced by the little monk in his previous life, worshiped in Buddhism, and became the protector of the little monk in his previous life, which is the Venerable Baoxian.

However, with the improvement of cultivation and the rise of strength, Venerable Baoxian developed a demonic obstacle in his heart and gradually fell into the demonic path.

In the end, he designed to kill the little monk's previous life, but he was also beaten into the city of Shanjian by a magic seal of the little monk's previous life before his death, and was trapped in this leakless gate.

For countless years, the little monk has been reincarnated, and every time he is reincarnated, he will try to transform Baoxian and understand the cause and effect between the two, but none of them succeeded.

In the previous life, the little monk's name was Jiaye, and in the process of entering the city of Shanjian to transform Baoxian, he was even accidentally hit by Baoxian, and fell into the hands of Baoxian for the second time.

"You are really good enough! I know that I can't beat him, but you still come to trouble him?" Hearing this, Xiao Mian couldn't help rolling his eyes, but it was the little monk who explained with a wry smile: "I went to Tianlong Temple in Wanzong City a while ago, just to inherit the Buddha's inspiration and awaken Su Hui. After Su Hui awakened, all the past events were realized, and everything about Baoxian came to my heart unconsciously, if I don't go on a trip to the city of good sight, I will have demons!"

"Then you don't have to dare to die now, right?"

"If the demons in the heart are not removed, cause and effect are numerous, and it is not conducive to cultivation!" Speaking of this, the little monk glanced at Xiao Mian and smiled indifferently: "But before this trip, I once asked the predecessors of the god operators in Wanzong City to calculate a hexagram, saying that it is a good fortune when it comes to evil, and it becomes auspicious in trouble." ā€

ā€œ...... Is it accurate for a monk to tell a fortune?"

"Isn't this just going to meet Lord Xiao Shi? Anyway, this Shanjian City is floating above the Sandbar of Death, and the direction is different at every moment, even I, an old horse who knows the way, has spent a lot of effort to find the Shanjian City, and there is also the leakless door, if it weren't for my Su Hui awakening, I couldn't enter, how did you kid get in?"

"Hmph, you have Su Hui alone, Ben Shao also has!"

"Amitabha! Lord Xiao Shi really has deep roots in wisdom, and he has a fate with my Buddha!"

"It's fate! You still hurry up and tell me, how to get out of this hellish place, how to leave the sandbar of death, let's go our separate ways quickly!

"This ...... , I'm afraid it's a bit of trouble!"

"How?"

"Zenmi City wanders above the Sandbar of Death, similar to a kind of space fragment, from time to time cutting the main space we are in, and can only be entered when Zenmi City and the Sandbar of Death are intertwined with each other, and it is impossible to leave at all at other times. ā€

ā€œ...... When is the next staggered?"

"Three years from now!"

"What!?Are you kid lying to me?"

"Amitabha! Monks don't speak!"

ā€œ......ā€

Seeing that the little monk was calm and relaxed, Xiao Mian had a gloomy face and was silent in thought.

"Master Xiao, in fact, this city of good insight is not useless, at least the concentration of spiritual energy here is much richer than that of the outside world, it can be regarded as an excellent retreat place!"

"Little monk, are you sure you can leave here smoothly after three years?"

"The little monk has already said that the monks don't speak!"

"Okay! I'll believe you!"

"That's very good! It will take me nearly three years to convert these lonely souls and wild ghosts who have been enslaved by Baoxian, and during this time, Lord Xiao might as well retreat. Seeing that Lord Xiao's spirit is already stable, it should be able to attract the little heavenly tribulation, right? The aura here is strong, and it is beneficial and harmless for the monks to cross the tribulation, so Lord Xiao might as well try it. ā€

Seeing that the little monk didn't say anything more, and instead began to temper those lonely souls and wild ghosts, Xiao Mian's eyes turned and aimed at the Moon Demon Blade.

This thing - it's definitely a treasure!

But looking at the meaning of the little monk, it seems to be abandoned?

Slowly, slowly, Xiao Mian wrapped his true qi around the Moon Demon Blade, dragged it over, and quickly put it into the forbidden spirit box.

You don't want it? I want it!

After that, Xiao Mian'an endured the excitement in his heart and thought about it.

Now Xiao Mian's realm is indeed just like what the little monk said, the spirit and spirit of the whole body are highly unified, as long as he continues to condense more true yuan, he can successfully attract the little heavenly tribulation, and if he passes it smoothly, he Xiao Mian will also be one of the Jindan powerhouses.

Now Xiao Mian's cultivation of the "Ten Thousand Poisons Entanglement Mantra" is almost over, and the poison relics have also become bigger after Xiao Mian refined the leather armor of the Panshan Dragon Carp Beast, but the "Soul Splitting Spirit**" of the refining spirit vein is still a little lacking.

Everything is ready, only one spirit grass is missing!

"Hey!

"What's the matter? Isn't there any hardship for Lord Xiao to deliberately suppress his cultivation? Although this can make the monk's foundation stable, it is not harmless! Practice, when you are brave and diligent, if Lord Xiao can marry before the age of thirty, he will benefit a lot!"

Xiao Mian was stunned when he heard this, the little monk's words were similar to Bai Haonan's ancestors' words, obviously this was the experience of the little monk after awakening Su Hui.

"It's just that Xiao still lacks a spirit grass now......

"Spirit Grass? Could it be that the sixth-order Spirit Grass Gold is swaying? Could it be that Master Xiao Shi plans to refine the Condensing Gold Creation Pill? With Lord Xiao's situation, it shouldn't be enough, right?"

"It's not like that, what I need is a spirit grass that can store the soul!"

"Is that so?" Seeing that Xiao Mian's words were vague, the little monk didn't ask any more questions, but closed his eyes and pondered. Just when Xiao Mian thought that the little monk had settled down to meditate, he suddenly said: "Lord Xiao might as well go to the Golden Buddha Cave to have a look......

"Golden Buddha Cave?"

Hearing this, he was stunned, and seeing that the little monk did not say anything after saying this, he just meditated, Xiao Mian got up and came to the huge golden Buddha that was split by his own sword.

At this time, the Golden Buddha was split by a sword of the Star Magnetic Divine Sword, and collapsed in two halves, but under the base of the Golden Buddha, there was a hole in the ground, and thousands of ghosts before came out of this hole. Xiao Mian looked at it carefully, and saw that the hole in the ground was bottomless, but it was similar to the nameless abyss where the fire beast was buried.

According to the little monk's instructions, Xiao Mian carefully observed the surroundings of the cave.

Suddenly, Xiao Mian's eyes froze.

Entering the eye, it is a cluster of flowers, the flower shape is round, like a full moon, from a distance, the snow-white flowers seem to roll a thousand piles of snow, there is a auspicious atmosphere.

Surprised and delighted, Xiao Mian carefully picked the white flower, and was about to leave, when he suddenly saw a black grass swaying near the left of the white flower.

With a thought, Xiao Mian picked one of them easily.

Jumping out of the hole, Xiao Mian came to the little monk, now this little monk is the reincarnation of the awakened Su Hui, maybe he knows some secrets of cultivation.

Without waiting for Xiao Mian to ask, the little monk had already opened his eyes, looking at the white flower ball in Xiao Mian's hand, the little monk's face was stunned. This couldn't help but make Xiao Mian suspicious: Could it be that this uncommon flower is not a spiritual flower that the little monk wants to pick by himself?

"Amitabha! I didn't expect Lord Xiao to be able to see Youhepha!"

"Does Epiphany work?"

"Youyou, this is a good word. Once in 3,000 years, now the king of the golden wheel is out. ā€

"I'll just ask you, is it useful?"

"No! Although the Epiphany is the auspicious flower of Buddhism, according to the grade, it is also the highest spiritual flower of the ninth order, which can be called the most revered, and the relics and the Bayeux Sutra are called the three treasures of Buddhism, but it is not able to store the soul. Speaking of this, seeing Xiao Mian's depressed expression, the little monk smiled: "Isn't there another spirit grass?"

"This black grass? You mean, this black grass can store divine souls?"

"This grass is called Yin God Grass! It only grows in places where the yin qi is strong enough to a certain extent, it is the most pure thing of the yin, and it can indeed store the divine soul. Saying this, the little monk looked at the golden Buddha that was broken in half, and said to himself: "Under the base of this golden Buddha, there is a ghost cave that leads directly to the Huangquan Underworld, so that Baoxian can attract so many lonely souls and wild ghosts for him to drive, and the shade god grass can thrive." ā€

Xiao Mian was in a slightly relaxed mood, and instead took out the Tibetan God Fruit and the Divine Flower, put them in front of the little monk, and humbly asked for advice.

"It's rare that you have found these two spiritual materials, but the Hidden God Fruit and the Yunshen Flower are both sixth-order spiritual grasses, but this Shade Divine Grass is an eighth-order spiritual grass, so I am afraid that it will be suppressed. ā€

"Eighth Order, this black grass is an Eighth Order Spirit Grass!?"

"Eighth-order spirit grass, 10,000 years of medicinal effect!"

"Monks don't speak?"

"Monks don't speak!"

As soon as the little monk said this, Xiao Mian rushed back to the vicinity of the cave again, but he never found any spirit flowers and spirit grass or other spiritual materials worthy of attention.

The little monk smiled bitterly when he saw it, and he couldn't help but shake the thought in his heart: Can this Xiao Mian really take on the huge responsibility of protecting my Buddha?