daily life of buddhism

After Mingliu, Liuliu also appeared in the space, followed by an opposing member and our female cultivator, and then...

Gone.

game over.

Everyone came out of the game and returned to the original place. Yan Yi was looking at them happily, and said: "I'm left, we won! Hey," Yan Yi asked with a puzzled face, "There are fewer people?"

Yes, the male Xiu surnamed Zhu is gone.

Obviously, his "travel expenses" were not enough, and he was sent to another place. Due to insufficient information, it is impossible to judge whether he is still in the secret realm or whether he has encountered any danger.

Ming Liu sighed, and said, "It's okay, if there are 6, you might be dragged into the team confrontation game again."

The remaining five exchanged information about the game.

Only then did An Yiyuan know that, except for himself, the other monks had experienced 3-5 games. What was even more difficult was that there was no reward at all for winning the game, and punishment for losing the game. I am very disgusted with the game, lest I avoid it.

Yan Yi enviously said: "Friend Daoist An, how did you manage to participate in only two games?" Doesn't this mean that except for the novice game that everyone can't avoid when you just came in, you only got tricked once?

This lucky value is only a little bit short of EX.

An Yiyuan said with a deep expression, "The secret is not to meet anyone."

Teammate*4: "..."

Female cultivator Lin Qing suggested: "Let's leave here as soon as possible. The remaining two people on the other side are probably not far from here. If we meet..."

Full 6 into 7, Sad.

The subtext is easy to understand, and everyone agrees, but the key point is: where are we going?If you go in the opposite direction, wouldn't it be cheating.

At this time, Yan Yi needs to make an appearance.

Although he claims to be a talisman cultivator, and his circle of friends takes photos of talismans every day, as a disciple of a divination master, Yan Yi is also quite accomplished in divination.Quickly figured out the direction, Liuliu naturally took his hand and walked in the line, Lin Qing sighed: "You two have such a good relationship."

Six or six times she gave a vicissitudes of life smile.

Ming Liu & Lin Qing: "???"

An Yiyuan looked sad and understanding.

When Yan Yi placed an order, he seldom calculated the direction.

Obviously, he still has some AC numbers for his own way recognition level.

Three minutes later, Ao Jingfan arrived.

Missed perfectly with An Yiyuan and others.

After leaving the game, Ao Jingfan realized that he might have misunderstood An Yiyuan's meaning.

Compared with the monster race, the human race is always too reserved, so it is almost impossible for humans to directly show love to a stranger who suits their taste.

Moreover, if An Yiyuan is such a person, it proves that he can accept others besides himself... To be honest, thinking of this, Ao Jingfan is a little unhappy.

But if he really misunderstood it, it would prove that something went wrong. Could it be that the "riding" was aimed at his true form?

Not right either.

Ao Jingfan thinks that the vest is very tightly covered, and the experience of getting along with Xiaoqi is enough to prove that the reincarnated Lihuo has not recovered the memory of the previous life, so maybe what he said just now was just a joke?

I can't figure it out, and I'm very irritable.

He was going to ask directly.

The thinking of beasts is mostly simple and rough, especially when they have enough strength to support them, but this time they couldn't find them, and it would be a bit difficult to find them again—the central area has been closed, and now he can't control the overall situation, and he can't get it. Know the movements of a specific monk.

Yu Busuan, a dragon with little talent, thought for a while, broke off a branch and threw it up, and followed the direction pointed by the branch.

And then of course missed it again.

The compass pointer in Ming Liu's hand rotated and stopped in one direction.

His eyes lit up: "There is a baby here!"

The magic weapon at the bottom of the box on Zhaoyao Mountain is trustworthy, and everyone rushed with their swords, but they didn't meet a few monks on the way, and there were only a few of them when they arrived at the destination.

Liuliu rubbed his chin and said, "Although I don't know how big this piece of Heavenly Court is, but I have met so few fellow Taoists...won't all those who fail the game be thrown out?"

Ming Liu agreed: "Very likely."

What they don't know is that there are less than 50 people still in the secret realm.

Lin Qing was indignant: "Let me know who made these games, I will beat him until his face is full of peach blossoms!"

The teammates agreed.

An Yiyuan did not participate in the discussion, but looked around the mountain in front of him.

This is a very magical mountain.

It occupies a very narrow area, and a single room can fit in. The length and width are only a few meters, but the height...that is very high.An Yiyuan looked up with his neck up, almost twisted his neck and didn't see the top.

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Yan Yi, who also did not participate in the discussion, threw six copper coins. After thinking for a long time, he put away the copper coins and began to use the tortoise shell. He frowned and said, "The things should be at the bottom of the mountain."

An Yiyuan: "..." What the hell.

The friends discussed for a while, and decided to dig a hole. An Yiyuan took out five Luoyang shovels from the storage bracelet, and suddenly froze.He looked at the text bubble of the storage bracelet—[Name: Storage Bracelet.Storage method: no requirement.Function: It can store 5X5 square meters of dead objects, normal temperature, stackable, and no living objects can be placed. ]

I remember Yan Yi said that the inside of his magic treasure was 5x5x5m in size. At that time, he thought it was a bit strange, but he didn't care. Now that he thinks about it, there is a height missing in the appraisal result of this bracelet.

If not mistaken...

An Yiyuan began to pour things out.

The others looked at him in bewilderment, and then looked at the tents, eye masks, sabers, multi-functional satchels, futons, disposable underwear, first aid kits, washbasins, towels, toothbrushes, wash cups, mosquito repellents that were gradually piled up on the ground. Liquid, snake repellent powder, soap flakes, competitive bow, slingshot, clothes rack, oxygen cylinder, diving suit, fishing rod, barbecue grill, incubator, retractable rope, swing stick, charger...

They couldn't bear to look straight away and looked away.

Lin Qing, a casual cultivator, is in a bad mood.

After the game, everyone introduced each other.

Liuliu belongs to Fahua Temple, and Mingliu belongs to Zhaoyao Mountain. This kind of big sect disciples can't be compared; Yan Yi obviously has a very good master, who is very good at divination, and often uses talismans to solve problems on the road, without any distress ;Only An Yiyuan and her were left as casual cultivators in the team. I thought that the two of them would have common experiences and troubles, but I didn't expect...

Ha ha.

Why does An Yiyuan have a magic weapon for storage?Still pouring out so many things that look expensive? !

It's a rich man.

Desperate for this cruel world.

Doubting life in 30s, Lin Qing was resurrected with full blood, and his inner OS was as follows: Hao, friends?

Uh, what about people?

People are by the mountain.

Just as Lin Qing shifted his gaze, An Yiyuan stretched out his right hand and pressed against the rugged mountain wall. In the next second, the entire mountain disappeared ==

What the fuck? !

This voice also applies to a certain pangolin that was suddenly exposed.

The pangolin nesting at the bottom of the mountain is a circle larger than ordinary pangolins, and it lives in a place full of spiritual energy like the fragments of the heavenly court. You can guess that it has become refined by looking at it. Of course, the degraded vision has returned, and you can see it clearly. To the monks in front of you.

Pangolin essence: "..."

Ming Liu & Liuliu & Yan Yi & An Yiyuan: "..."

The four people and one monster looked at each other affectionately.

In an instant, they moved at the same time!I saw Mingliu offering a magic weapon in the shape of a hood, changing into a shape slightly larger than a pangolin and flying away in the air; reciting scriptures in six or six mouths, with a golden "卍" character fixing this area; Yan Yi threw a talisman... ...An Yiyuan backed away directly, and gave up the opportunity to open up to his little partner.

In fact, he wanted to use steel plates to block the burrow where the pangolin escaped.

However, the steel plate...was not in the storage bracelet, it was just poured out together.

An Yiyuan looked at the inside of the storage bracelet. It was different from the piled up piles before. At this moment, there was only a tall mountain inside. The length and width of this mountain were smaller than 5*5. It seemed that there was room for other things.

He is going to put some supplies back, and the rest will go to his teammates first.

What do you charge?

It's really hard to choose.

In fact, at this time, it is also an option to directly remove the mountain to make room. After all, this is just an ordinary mountain, but he doesn't want to do this.

Keep thinking, what should you charge?

When An Yiyuan finally filled up the storage bracelet again and piled up a lot of outdoor items at the foot of the mountain/hanging it on the mountain, Ming Liu's side had already asked the pangolin trembling.

An Yiyuan listened quietly for a while, then walked over with a full set of barbecue equipment, and said with a smile, "It's not done yet? It's useless, just bake it. I haven't eaten a pangolin yet."

"Wow--"

The pangolin cried out in fright.

An Yiyuan displayed the seasonings enthusiastically: "Honey, cumin, soy sauce, sesame oil..."

The pangolin hiccupped from crying: "The strong man spares his life!"

An Yiyuan was very dissatisfied: "What did you call me?"

The pangolin carefully observed his expression, "Strong...a hero? No, no, please spare me, my lord!"

"It's almost there."

Picking up a futon and sitting on the ground, An Yiyuan crossed his legs, looked at the pangolin that was covered with a magical net and had a Zhang talisman on its back, "Tell me."

The small eyes of the pangolin were straight: "Huh?"

An Yiyuan said lazily: "You should be lenient when you confess, but strict when you resist, you understand."

pangolin:"…………"

No, I don't understand!

The two hypocrites, following the example of their friends to find futons, sat next to An Yiyuan, like the boys in front of the Taoist priest. It was fun to watch. Ming Liu and Lin Qing also followed the crowd, surrounding the pangolins. Ming Liu also manipulated the magic weapon to levitate, put the pangolin on the grill, and left the land.

Look at those burrows under the mountain, what if this pangolin digs holes very fast?

Yan Yi thought for a while, put the solid alcohol under the grill, and Liuliu knowingly lit a small flame.

pangolin:"!!!"

Although the flames are not painful or itchy, the atmosphere is really scary!

The pangolin was shaking until its scales were ringing.

An Yiyuan stretched out his human... animalistic hand, "How about this, we'll ask you ten questions, and as long as you answer them all seriously, we won't eat you, how about it?"

The pangolin nodded like a pounding garlic.

Considering its body shape where the neck cannot be distinguished, this movement is actually quite difficult.

On behalf of the team, Lin Qing asked the question that everyone wanted to know: "Who made the game in this secret realm?"

Such a modern game must not have existed in the first place!

Murderous.

The pangolin trembled again, and tried to open its sincere eyes: "Pretty fairy, the little one is also a victim! There is a rotten ginseng essence in the center of the secret realm, and he did it!" the pangolin cried, " Wuwuwu, there were many spirit beasts and monster cultivators here, but he killed them all, because he thought we were stealing spirit energy from him..."

"The little one hasn't seen a living thing for a long time, I don't know if everyone has hidden away, or, or..."

It began to cry, choked up and couldn't speak.

Liuliu urged, "Tell me about this ginseng essence."

"Good, good."

The pangolin’s narration is intermittent, and many joints are missing in the middle, because it often burrows and hides underground, sleeping for an unknown number of years.

Take a look at its memory. In short, after it opened its intelligence, it lived in a secret place. At that time, the style of painting here was similar to that of a zoo and botanical garden. Although everyone did not get along very harmoniously, there was also a biological chain of comings and goings, forming a personal life. Complete ecological cycle circle.

Until the ginseng essence turned out.

The ginseng spirit planted in the central area of ​​the secret realm seems to know more key things than the other spirits. Through these, it grows silently, and finally grows to the point where it is strong enough to suppress the two strongest demon cultivators at that time. Become the new strongest.

Three legs.

Originally, this situation should be very stable, but the ginseng spirit suddenly became smarter under someone's guidance, at least smarter than these monster race spirit beasts that were born and raised in the secret realm, and killed a few of them before everyone could react. A powerful monster, gathered his power, and started... to play games.

Man in Brocade: I'm sorry, I just made a few random suggestions.

The first game was a history of blood and tears for a spirit beast like a pangolin. If you lose, you will be injured and weak. What you will face next is often to be eaten.

"When we were all about to die, some human monks came in, and the ginseng spirit preferred to watch them play games, and ignored us, so the young ones survived."

He even learned idioms from humans.

Ming Liu was thoughtful: "In other words, the Zongmen's classics seem to have recorded that there was a very tragic exploration of the fragments of the Heavenly Court 300 years ago. Few of the people who entered at the time came out, and the few who came out were all forgotten. The memory in the secret realm, but the location is not in Kunshan."

Yan Yi and Lin Qing answered at the same time, "It's the teleportation array."

So it seems.

An Yiyuan felt a little heavy: "So, those who quit the game are all dead?"

The field of comprehension has been greatly reduced.

Young people living in New China seldom see such a large-scale death. At this time, the manpower is meager, and they can only pray that the people they know will be safe.

Others thought so too.

What everyone doesn't know is that this time the ginseng essence wanted to mix with the monks to play in the secret realm, so it didn't do it so badly.

The pangolin thought that An Yiyuan was asking it, but it shook its head when it heard the words, "I don't know." Seeing that the monks' expressions were not good, it said cautiously, "If you haven't answered this, it doesn't count among the ten questions."

An Yiyuan: "...Oh."

Next, Yan Yi asked where the center of the secret realm was, Liuliu asked about the topography, game information, and distribution of valuables such as spiritual plants in the secret realm, and Lin Qing asked about pangolin recipes... The female cultivator smiled and said, "Since you If you say you haven’t seen any other living things except yourself, then what are you eating?”

At any rate, it is a spirit beast that has only reached the fourth-rank Nascent Soul. Although its cultivation is based on the elixir and spiritual grass, and it also eats life-prolonging treasures according to its age, it basically does not know the skills and has low combat power. Even an average third-rank team can't do it and can't escape, and they can't even figure out how to change form-wait a minute, isn't this very sweet?

Lin Qing suddenly wanted to see the pangolin lie and deny it.

Maybe her eyes revealed something, the pangolin lowered its head after seeing her, and said in a small voice, "Spirit grass?"

This uncertain tone sounds like a novice lying.

There is nothing wrong with the pangolin outside eating ants, and the pangolin inside eating spiritual herbs, but this attitude... Mingliu scowled, "To be honest." The solid alcohol was about to burn, so he added a piece.

"Woooooo... yes..."

An Yiyuan looked up at the sky.

It seemed that they were the same as Huang Shiren.

But there doesn't seem to be anything wrong.

The pangolin finally surrendered its Xi'er, ahem, the secret: ectoplasm.

That is, liquid aura.

The aura is invisible, as transparent as air, but when the aura is thick enough, it will appear as a spiritual mist, which can be seen by ordinary people, such as the white mist that circles the palaces at the bottom of the deep sea; Turning into a liquid is called spiritual fluid.

The water in the transformation pond is the spirit liquid.

No matter in which era, spiritual liquid is a very precious treasure for monks, especially at this time when the spiritual energy in the outside world is thin, spiritual liquid is even more priceless.

Now that I have encountered it, there is no reason to let it go.

The pangolin said with a mournful face that it only knew how to get through the burrow, and didn't know how to go on the ground. Moreover, the burrow was deep and narrow, and it couldn't pass through it with a human body.

Its small eyes rolled around, as if it was thinking of running away.

"It's easy." An Yiyuan blinked, took out the golden rope-shaped magic weapon, and tied it tightly, "You dig a hole in front, and we can follow behind." The young man's smile looked very gentle, " Don't worry, with this rope, we won't lose it."

The pangolin cried like a little daughter-in-law and turned away.

Yan Yi poked the golden retractable rope curiously, "What kind of magic weapon is this? It looks like..."

An Yiyuan: "Counterfeit tied fairy rope."

Just about to say something like Binding Xiansuo Yan Yi: "..."

Ming Liu looked over, "It's pretty similar, what's its name?"

An Yiyuan said strangely: "It's a copycat binding fairy rope."

Ming Liu: "..."

No, is this actually a name? !Can't you come up with a nice new name? !

To this question, An Yiyuan's answer was like this, "Beast binding rope?"

Ming Liu: "...Change."

Isn't it too imposing? !

An Yiyuan pondered: "The trapped dragon chain?"

Ming Liu commented: "It's not bad...but it's a bit empty, how can there be a dragon to trouble you?"

An Yiyuan smiled and said nothing.

really have.

This magic weapon is very expensive, and it was one of the big items that An Yiyuan bought in Bianxiao's shop for his own safety after he realized that Xiaoqi's identity was wrong.

Exploration has entered the leisure (digging) stage. As the owner of the imitation Xianzuo, his teammates can leave him but he can't. Fortunately, An Yiyuan is used to the house, and he didn't even think it was a big deal to be isolated from the crowd by black hands. Of course he doesn't now. I don't feel bad.

During this period, the most worrying thing is whether the game will send you away before the spiritual liquid is found. Unfortunately, the game is equivalent to a natural disaster in the secret realm, and there is no way to avoid it. Yan Yi and Liuliu failed to quit one after another. The team Only An Yiyuan, Ming Liu, and Lin Qing were left.

Almost entirely luck value.

Counting from the perspective of God, the number of people in the secret realm at this time is less than 10.

There is no Ao Jingfan.

When a game failed, the man in red originally wanted to rely on his strength to stay in the secret realm. Unexpectedly, the exit mechanism seemed to be related to the secret realm itself, and it was not so easy to destroy. While he was still trying to crack the method, It was thrown out.

"........."

bad mood.

Especially when there are a bunch of reporters outside.

It has been seven days since the opening of the secret realm. The monk who was thrown out at first was unprepared and suddenly appeared in the crew of "Storm" surrounded by reporters and fans. After realizing it, Yu Jian flew away and disappeared suddenly... …it was reported as a paranormal event, and it hit the headlines—because it kept coming.

Commissioner from the Ninth Office: "..."

The monk who was thrown out: "...we didn't do it on purpose."

What can I do, the news is so loud that I can't suppress it, and what's worse is that I can't tell the monks who are still inside to change their posture when they come out, so I can only let nature take its course... right.

So the crew left, some reporters left and some didn't, and new reporters, travel friends, tourists, ghost lovers, etc. came...

"Look!"

"Appeared!"

The sound of excitement and excitement sounded, and the sound of taking pictures continued.

But this time is different.

The red clothes were gone in a flash, almost like an illusion, and then all the electronic equipment burned out inexplicably, Ao Jingfan looked cold, and finally calmed down his emotions.

however--

"The cameras are all burned..."

"A supernatural event! This is definitely a supernatural event!"

"Red clothes, is it a ghost? It can show itself during the day, amazing!"

Ao Jingfan: "..."

Feeling even worse, and a little dazed.

What to do now?

Ao Jingfan thought about it, and thought of two things to do on the way back to Zhongzhou City.

First of all, kill the group of human traffickers who abducted him earlier; secondly, kill Fairy Liuguang who knew about this and watched him for a long time.

Let's do this first.

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