Plane of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 774
Qin Guan was eager to improve his cultivation. Thinking of what the sage said just now, embarrassing Tang Monk in the lower realm has merit, and merit is beneficial to cultivation, so Qin Guan began to think about it.

"Master, my junior brother and I go down to the realm, can we gain merit by stopping Jin Chanzi?" Qin Guan asked.

"It is the way of heaven for Buddhism to travel eastward. It is an indispensable part of your participation in this catastrophe. Naturally, there will be rewards." The saint said.

Qin Guan rolled his eyes, "Master, Jin Chanzi's westward journey, have all the 81 difficulties been decided, and what if there is a deviation?"

The sage said: "When the catastrophe comes, the secrets of the heavens are hidden. It is not a major event of the heavens and the earth. Even the saints like me can't figure it out. The actions of all parties are just calculations."

"The major event of Buddhism's eastward journey has been decided and cannot be changed. If you violate the will of heaven, you will suffer disasters. However, everything is always subject to change, and some small deviations in the middle are inevitable, as long as it does not affect the overall situation."

After Laojun finished speaking, he glanced at Qin Guan and showed a smile. Qin Guan suddenly had a feeling of being seen through, and his heart couldn't help beating twice.

Qin Guan didn't dare to ask any more, but thought of something in his mind, he asked the saint: "Master, I found three kinds of flames in the lower realm, namely fire in stone, fire in wood, and fire in sky. For one, you can cultivate into the real fire of Shenhuo Samadhi, I don’t know if it is or not.”

The saint looked at Qin Guan and said with a smile: "It's also your luck that you can gather these three kinds of flames in the lower realm.

The heart is the monarch fire, also known as the god fire, its name is Shangmei, the kidney is the minister fire, also known as the essence fire, its name is Zhongmei, and the sea of ​​​​qi below the navel is the people's fire, its name is Xiamei, this For the true fire of samadhi, the monks themselves contain it, but it does not appear in appearance.

But these three flames are the samadhi of righteousness, qi, and spirit. If the two are combined and nourished, they will be separated from the essence, and they can be practiced into supernatural samadhi real fire. Once practiced, it is also a good supernatural spell.

Qin Guan's eyes lit up when he heard it, and the saints said it was good, so it must be great for others, Qin Guan immediately bowed down, "I also ask Master to teach my disciples the method of cultivation."

Laojun stroked his beard, "Let me pass on a fire-refining formula to you." With a finger pointing at Qin Guan, a ray of spiritual light shot into Qin Guan's sea of ​​knowledge, and there was an extra fire-refining formula in Qin Guan's mind. Sage, the thing he has done the most for hundreds of millions of years is alchemy. It is estimated that there are not many people in the world who can play with fire better than him. This exercise is naturally not ordinary.

Qin Guan was overjoyed and bowed down again.

"Is there anything else you can do?" the old man asked.

"Master, I have one more thing to do." After Qin Guan finished speaking, he took out something from the space, which turned out to be a huge crystal pillar with a large black book sealed inside, which was the book of life and death that Qin Guan snatched.

"Master, in the lower realm, this disciple accidentally discovered this book. There was an evil spirit wanting to refine it. The disciple desperately snatched it, killed the devil, and resolved a crisis. However, I don't know if it is a real human book. Book of life and death." Qin Guan asked.

The old gentleman said: "Yes, and no."

"What does Master mean?" Qin Guan asked.

"This is indeed the human book of life and death, but it is not the original. There are three thousand big planes in the vast universe, and countless small planes. If there is a copy, it will be much more convenient for the deacon there to hold the copy, and this is the origin of the book of life and death in your hand." The old gentleman said.

When Qin Guan heard that this was the case, his mood suddenly collapsed. He thought he had snatched a great treasure, but he didn't expect it to be a copy, just like the relationship between a supercomputer and an extension computer. The one in his hand is at most an extension.

"That's useless." Qin Guan said.

Laojun shook his head and said with a smile: "It's not useless. If you have a chance, you can return this book to the underworld, and you can make a request to them. The crime of losing a copy is not small, let alone almost being refined by demons." For the disaster of that world."

Qin Guan's eyes lit up, that's right, although this book is useless, it can be used as a blackmail, and he is very good at doing this kind of thing by himself.

I think the sage reminded Qin Guan that he had a deep meaning. He almost destroyed the foundation of his Taiqing lineage in a certain realm. The sage would not argue with Lord Yan of the underworld because of such trivial matters, but letting Qin Guan threaten the underworld is also a gift One caveat.

Qin Guan flicked his sleeve and put away the crystal pillar, don't worry now, save it for later use.

Seeing Qin Guan's tricks, Laojun gave Qin Guan a meaningful look, but didn't say anything.

"If you have nothing to do, you can go, don't delay the important event of Journey to the West." Laojun said.

As soon as Laojun finished speaking, Qin Guan knelt down on his knees with a plop.

Before bowing down, he just bowed deeply, but this time Qin Guan knelt down directly, and the old man was also taken aback, "What are you doing?"

Qin Guan lowered his body, and said in a respectful and slightly sad tone: "Master, this disciple has just returned, and his cultivation level is low. I am afraid that even the cranes outside the Tushita Palace can't beat it. The monsters in the lower realm are rampant. Although the disciple has Master's treasure Protect yourself, but you will inevitably be bullied."

"It's not a big deal to be bullied by others. I'm afraid that others will know that I was born in the Great Chitian, but I have lost the face of my master and a saint. This disciple has a shameless face. Can I ask my master to give me a gourd of nine-turn golden pills to help improve my cultivation level?" .”

Jiuhua, who had been standing beside him without speaking, was stunned, his mouth was wide open, his eyes were about to pop out, and he looked like he couldn't believe it.

One gourd, one is jelly beans.

My heart is like thousands of ducks trampling past, and there is only one thought in my mind, this, how is this possible, is this still the original senior brother Qin Guan.

Laojun was taken aback for a moment, and then the smile on his face became wider. He looked deeply at Qin Guan, but nodded in a subtle way.

For a while, Laojun didn't speak, the atmosphere in the hall was quiet, Qin Guan lay there and didn't get up, he was determined to be a rascal.

But he was also apprehensive,

"Well, it seems that your reconstruction not only changed your body, but also improved in other aspects, um, not bad."

Laojun said in a calm tone, but he didn't look angry, which made Qin Guan slightly relieved.

Does that mean I have a thick skin?
It should be.

What the sage said was subtle, and it was considered to save some face for this disciple, but the sage was really right. Qin Guan's greatest magic weapon now is not Lei Juejian, Luobao money, six gourd babies, and the system , but his shameless demeanor.

"Forget it, I will give you a gourd golden pill."

Hearing what Laojun said, Qin Guanru listened to the fairy sound, no, it is much better than the fairy sound, it is the holy sound.

Qin Guan raised his head and showed a childlike smile, "Thank you, master, disciple."

As soon as Laojun waved his hand, a small gourd flew towards Qin Guan, but it was a purple gold gourd. As a disciple, Qin Guan knew that it was a Shengdan gourd specially made by Laojun to imitate the purple gold gourd. There were nine nine-turn gourds in one gourd. Golden Elixir.

Qin Guan took it with great joy.

(End of this chapter)