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Lin Fuping looked at the old and new maps in his hand and asked

"Master, can you understand these maps?"

Lin Fuping wanted to know whether these maps were drawn by Liao Kong by copying others or whether he knew and understood the contents clearly.

There is a big difference here.

If Kong didn't know, or only knew the basics, then these maps were a cover given to the sand bandits by the Buddhist high-level officials. After all, the two maps obtained were drops from killing the sand bandits, so he had to throw the maps in his hands back to the sand bandits as soon as possible.

But if Liaokong knew and was willing to give the map to himself after knowing it, then the authenticity of the treasure could be confirmed. The only question was why the Buddhists did not go and take the treasure themselves.

"Of course I know that."

Lekong glanced at Huang Tianming who was digging the hole with his bare hands, and then sent a message to Lin Fuping.

“When I entered the Arhat realm, my master told me everything about Sheng Rong tens of millions of years ago and the current mission of Buddhism.

These words of Sheng Rong were also taught to me by my master after I made my choice. "

Lin Fuping understood.

The forces in the East Region, Central Continent and South Sea have all broken through to the Lianxu level and learned about the battlefield and the foul air. The West Desert has broken through to the Luohan level (equivalent to Lianxu) and learned about Sheng Rong. Both of them are related to the foul air, so where does this foul air come from?

"Master, what is your choice?"

Lin Fuping already had the answer in his mind, but he still asked.

"Whether it is the choice made by that person tens of millions of years ago or Liaokong's mission today, it is all for the land and the lives on it. This is our unshirkable responsibility."

Lekong treated his past life as another independent individual. The choice he makes now is the choice of Lekong in this life.

"Master, since you know about these treasures, why don't you take them? Is there a trick here?"

Lin Fuping didn’t understand. Could it be that Buddhism looked down upon the remains of a country?

“The existence of the treasure is beyond doubt, but no one has been able to open it yet.

The abbot released these treasure maps in batches to attract people to come and gather their wisdom, hoping that someone could open them.

The reason why it is not distributed directly is because the abbot hopes that the people who go there are strong enough and have high luck. "

Hearing this, Lin Fuping's mouth twitched.

It’s...really.

"Then Master, what are the conditions for opening the treasure? Does Buddhism have any clues?"

Lin Fuping was not shy at all. Liaokong was willing to give his "homework" to him, which meant that Buddhism should have no taboos in this regard.

"Amitabha, I don't know, the master didn't tell me."

"profound!"

Lin Fuping responded and looked at the pile of maps in his hand.

"Then Master, what will you do if you give these to me? Will Abbot Huiming not accept them?"

As a humble student who has gone through nine years of compulsory education, I would rather die than lose my homework, especially the one I have finished.

"receive?"

Unable to understand

"Why should I collect them? The master has no use for them. I plan to make them look old and then distribute them while I travel."

Lin Fuping:

You Buddhists are the ones who know how to have fun.

"forget it!"

Lin Fuping decided to break the stubborn and rigid impression of Buddhism in his mind.

While Lin Fuping and Le Kongxian were chatting, Huang Tianming had already buried Feng Yun and set up some defensive formations around his grave.

Finally, Huang Tianming knelt down and kowtowed towards his grave.

"You killed my entire clan, and we are enemies of life and death. But you also raised me, and I have no way to repay you for your kindness. Now that you are dead, all the hatred and grudges have disappeared, and I can go see my parents and relatives without any worries.

I just hope that in the next life, you and I will never know or meet each other."

Afterwards, Huang Tianming came in front of Lin Fuping, handed over all his belongings one by one, then formed his right hand into a claw and grabbed towards his chest.

A yellow light flashed, and a look of pain appeared on Huang Tianming's face, but he did not stop his actions. Instead, he exerted force suddenly, and with a muffled groan, a bone about half a foot long and shining with golden light appeared in his hand.

"Senior, I have no way to repay you for helping my clan eliminate its enemies. This black ash bone is useless to me, so I will give it to you."

Lin Fuping took the bone, which was still covered in blood, without any embarrassment.

After all, even if he didn't give it to me voluntarily, I would still touch his corpse after killing him.

"Is this thing used for refining weapons? What is its function?"

After all, anyone can see that this thing is definitely not something that can grow on a human body.

"This is not a refining material, it's a key."

Huang Tianming was really afraid that Lin Fuping would burn the black crane bones as material for refining weapons. That would make him too ashamed to face the elders of the clan.

"It is the key to open the Wugui Secret Realm. Although our Huang family is not very powerful in the Western Desert, our ancestors have produced several Lianxu Daojuns."

Speaking of this, Huang Tianming showed a bit of pride on his face.

Then when he saw that Lin Fuping and Le Kong looked calm, the pride in his heart suddenly disappeared without a trace.

“Ahem, although these are nothing in front of the two seniors, for us, they are still enough to be proud of. And this Wugui Secret Realm was discovered by the first ancestor of my Huang family who was in the Lianxu period. After discovering it, the ancestor established the Huang family on the spot, which is the foundation of my Huang family. Now the Huang family no longer exists. Instead of letting this secret realm dissipate in the long river of time, it is better to hand it over to the seniors to repay the great kindness.”

"In that case, thank you very much."

Lin Fuping put the black crane bone into the storage ring and attached a trace of spiritual consciousness to it.

"Do you have any last words? Or any unfulfilled wishes?"

Huang Tianming looked back at Feng Yun's grave and sighed.

"No, between life and death, everything is false."

At this point, he paused.

"But if it is convenient, I hope that Senior Lin will take my body with him when he goes to the Wukui Secret Realm, so that I can also return to my roots."

"This is not a problem!"

"So, thank you very much."

After saying that, Huang Tianming sat cross-legged and waited to be killed.

The sword flashed, and Huang Tianming lost his life.

"Amitabha, good, good, good."

Liaokong started to recite the sutra for salvation, while Lin Fuping began to touch the corpses of the other people. Then, after Liaokong finished the salvation, she burned the corpses to ashes.

"Master, let's go! According to Huang Tianming, the Wugui Secret Realm is on the way to Yulin Temple. When we go back to deal with the nightmare over there, we can take a look at it."

Also take a look at the differences between the secret realms of the Western Desert and those of the Eastern Region and Central Continent.

"Then Fellow Daoist Lin, shall we continue along the original route?"

"Of course, the secret realm won't run away. It's okay to go there later. Don't delay important things."

Lin Fuping can distinguish between the important and the unimportant.