"Two thousand spirit stones!" Mu Yu was overjoyed at first, but he groaned slightly and cut the price in half. Although he desperately wanted a copy of the secret book of the Sancai Sword Formation, he would not do this kind www.biquge.info of loss-making business.

Originally, this pair of broadsword spirit treasures, in terms of value alone, is not inferior to the cheats of a three-talent sword array, the latter is a little rare at most, but it is not rare in the world, only a few people will.

The masked woman groaned slightly, then nodded, took out a yellowed black-skinned book from the storage bag, and threw it to Mu Yu.

Mu Yu hurriedly caught it as if he had obtained a treasure, and after a little inspection, his face showed ecstasy.

Immediately, Mu Yu also neatly wrapped a pair of broadsword spirit treasures and two thousand spirit stones in his hand with a ball of spiritual power, and flew in front of the masked woman.

Next, seven or eight more people made a deal, and gradually, by noon, the deal came to an end.

"First of all, congratulations to the Taoist friends who have made today's harvest......" The innocent old monk first recited the Buddha's name, just like a verbal word, and then, he glanced around and said with a smile: "Actually, today the old man invited all the Taoist friends to come, on the one hand, he wanted to hold a trade fair, so that all the Taoist friends could take what they needed, and on the other hand, the old man also wanted to invite you Taoist friends to do something. ”

"Hehehe, I already knew that you, a monk, had other plans, and since you have talked about this, you don't have to hide it!" The yellow-faced man sneered a few times and said unceremoniously.

After hearing this, the innocent old monk did not get angry, this yellow-faced man is the same as him, he is a monk in the late stage of building the foundation, I heard that he was an outlaw in Dong'an in his early years, and after being chased and killed by the government, he fled into Xiling Kingdom, and he wanted to worship Shazong to settle down, but because of his second-grade spiritual root qualification, he could only become a miscellaneous disciple of the outer court, so he left the mountain angrily and did a loose cultivation.

I don't know what opportunity this yellow-faced man gets, he successfully built the foundation at the age of thirty-seven, and then broke through to the later stage of foundation building, which is only a hundred years before and after, compared to the five hundred years of life of the monks in the foundation building period, he only lived less than one-fifth of the years.

Therefore, the yellow-faced man hated all the monks very much, although he would not kill the monks when he saw them, but he would not give any good face.

"Amitabha, it's not that the old man deliberately hides it from all the Taoist friends, but that this matter is very important, so the old man can't be careless. Lao Wei also needs all Taoist friends to make a poisonous oath in advance, and they are not allowed to spit out what Lao Ge told outsiders today. "The innocent old monk said.

Many people frowned, wondering what the hell this old monk was up to.

"Before the master asks us to swear poison, we have to find out what you are about to say is related to it, right?" said one of them.

The innocent old monk hesitated for a moment, and then said, "It is related to an ancient cave mansion...... It is the place where a master of my Buddhist family passed away!"

Everyone was shocked, the person who could be called a 'master' by an innocent old monk must at least be a strong person in the Dan period, or even higher!

"Master wants us to go with you to the Ancient Cave Mansion to break the prohibitions and formations left over from the 'master' in your mouth?" asked Mu Yu in a deep voice.

The innocent old monk bows his head.

Everyone looked at each other, hesitated for a while, and then made a demon oath one after another.

After a while, the innocent old monk began to narrate slowly: "That ancient cave mansion is the place where my Buddhist Master Kuankong passed away, and the Taoist friends who know a little bit about my Buddhist culture should know some of the deeds of Master Kuankong, right?"

Mu Yu's mind moved, searching his mind for memories of the Broad Sky Mage.

After entering the Xiling Kingdom, Mu Yu had a detailed understanding of the culture and knowledge of Buddhism. With the strength of his current divine sense, ten lines at a glance, his memory is still fresh and there is no problem at all, and in only a day and a half of effort, he has read the thousand-year-old history of Xiling Kingdom thoroughly.

This Kuankong Master, famous about two hundred years ago, was the great master of Xiling Kingdom, the lecture Buddha of the True Jue Sect, and his status was very lofty, but later, he had reached the realm of false babies, and he failed in the infancy period of Chongguan Yuan, and he was ancient somewhere, and he did not even have a corpse left.

In the past two hundred years, people have speculated countless times about the place where the Broad Sky Mage passed away, but no one can find out, even if it is the True Awakening Sect, with the power of the entire sect, it has searched for a wide range of five times, but it has all been in vain, and it has gradually stopped.

"Is this true?" said a man with a look of ecstasy, if it was really the place where the Broad Sky Mage died, if he could get some edification in it, maybe there was hope for the Dan!

"Monks don't speak. If there are Taoist friends who want to join, the old man can pay six hundred spirit stones in advance. "The innocent old monk said.

The masked woman said abruptly, "How much is the master going to pay us?"

The yellow-faced man looked over at the same time, and everyone's eyes were also on the innocent old monk.

"In addition to the six hundred spirit stones that were prepaid in advance, in the place where the Broad Sky Mage is dead, in addition to taking one thing, the rest can be divided equally among the Daoists. The innocent old monk said.

"Great monk, what do you mean by that?" the yellow-faced man asked in a deep voice.

The innocent old monk recited the Buddha's name, did not hide it, and replied: "The relics of Master Kuankong!"

Everyone realized that for dealing with Buddhist monks, the relics of a virtuous monk are more precious than anything, but for those who cultivate immortals, a relic is not as valuable as a superb spirit stone.

Mu Yu thought about it for a while, and felt that this matter should not be fake, lying did not do any good to the innocent old monk, but offended a large number of foundation building monks, unless he fled from Lingnan, otherwise in the entire Xiling country, he could not stay.

The yellow-faced man asked the innocent old monk a few questions one after another, but the innocent old monk was silent. It also made the yellow-faced man glance over his head and snort lightly.

Mu Yu came back to his senses, exhaled lightly, and asked, "Master, when are we leaving?"

"Two days later, in the meantime, everyone will go and prepare. This trip, it stands to reason that there is not much danger, besides, we are also mainly based on breaking the formation, but no one knows how terrible the ban left by the Broad Sky Mage is. It's better to be cautious," said the innocent old monk.

Buddhists don't advocate killing, but that doesn't mean they can't kill!

How can a monk who doesn't kill people live for a long time in the world of cultivating immortals?

The cultivation of Buddhism only says that killing is purification, which means: I kill you not to end your life, but to sublimate your soul, enter the Western Pure Land of Bliss as soon as possible, and obtain an alternative eternal life.

......

After leaving Chiba Posa Garden, the pastoral wandered through the streets of Moro Castle.

The Buddhist halls and pagodas are lined up in the line of sight, which is magnificent and majestic.

Mu Yu walked to a shop, a wisp of divine consciousness shrouded him, and then, he walked in with a slight smile.

"Amitabha. A young man with long hair and a string of Buddhist beads around his neck walked towards Mu Yu and first recited a Buddha name to him, much to the latter's astonishment.

"Although I am not a disciple of Buddhism, as long as I have a Buddha in my heart, what does it matter if I don't worship Buddhism?" the young man smiled slightly, and said after seeing that Mu Yu was not dressed as a native of Xiling.

Mu Yu bowed his head, and then asked straight to the point: "This ...... Shopkeeper, is there a puppet for sale?"

The young man's eyes flashed, and his expression showed a hint of surprise.

Mu Yu indifferently released a wisp of foundation building period breath, which made the young man's pupils shrink suddenly, and he hurriedly bowed: "It turns out that the seniors are coming! Please go to the back hall with the juniors." ”

Mu Yu nodded, and after a little effort, he came to the back hall, where several teenagers had already prepared fragrant tea, and immediately retreated under the wave of the young man's hand.

"May I ask your senior's surname?" the young man bent over, his expression remaining respectful.

"The surname is Mu. ”

"Senior pastor, please wait a moment, I'll go and ask my master. ”

Looking at the back of the young man leaving, Mu Yu picked up the teacup and took a sip. There was a hint of thought in his eyes.

Just now, when he walked to this shop, Mu Yu sensed a fluctuation of consciousness from the plaque on the beams of the house.

This fluctuation of divine consciousness was not subtle, but seemed to be deliberately trying to make fellow Daoists aware of it.

In fact, this practice is very common in the world of cultivating immortals, some monks are tired of the life of the world of cultivating immortals, or simply want to live a comfortable life for a few years, so they hide in the downtown area, open a shop, accept a few apprentices, and run a secular business on the surface, but behind the scenes they are doing the business of monks, they often leave a divine imprint in conspicuous places such as plaques and stone lions at the door, deliberately attracting the attention of fellow monks.

Just as Mu Yu was thinking, suddenly, the door curtain was lifted by a big rough hand, and a strong man with a thick beard, wearing a plain clothes, walked in laughing.

The bearded man first glanced at Mu Yu, and after sensing the early aura of foundation building emanating from his body, he arched his hand to him and said loudly: "My surname is Ge, and I am the shopkeeper of this shop. ”

"Ge Dao is friendly. Mu Yu stood up and returned the salute.

Shopkeeper Ge said with a smile: "I see that Daoist friends are young and strong, and they are young and young, so dare to ask how old they are?"

"Twenty weak crowns. The shepherd said.

Shopkeeper Ge was secretly surprised, the person who could become a foundation builder in his twenties was either a disciple of a great sect or a famous family!

"Twenty to build a foundation?!" Shopkeeper Ge smiled bitterly and said: "In comparison, Ge is twenty-eight years old and builds a foundation, and his qualifications are simply a mess. ”

"Why should Ge Daoyou be arrogant, the later the foundation builder, the lower the success rate, you can build the foundation at the age of twenty-eight, how can the qualifications be described as poor?"

Shopkeeper Ge shook his head and sighed lightly: "I also took a pill in Xia and built a foundation by luck, and the consequence is that in this life, Ge will no longer be able to refine his qi refining path further......

After hearing this, Mu Yu was slightly stunned, and then fell silent.

Many monks who have no hope of building a foundation will indeed choose to swallow some extremely domineering pills with endless sequelae, and forcibly push their cultivation to the foundation building period, and most of these consequences will be the same as Ge's shopkeeper, staying in the early stage of foundation building for the rest of their lives, unable to make a breakthrough. (To be continued.) )