Inherited a magic weapon shop after rebirth

Qi Rong followed behind the old abbot unhurriedly, led by the old abbot as he walked, the figures became sparser.

Until you come to a pagoda.

After years of wind and rain, the pagoda looks mottled with age. Walking up the stairs, there is a dim feeling of an old building.

Qi Rong saw that there were long-burning lamps on some floors, and the bean-like candles were burning quietly.

The old abbot led Qi Rong all the way to the top floor. He was a little old, and he was panting slightly while holding the door on the top floor.

Qi Rong frowned, stepped forward lightly, touched his arm, condensed some spiritual power and sent it to his body.

The old abbot felt a little lighter, calmed down, and nodded gratefully to Qi Rong.

Then he took out a bunch of old keys, opened the wooden door in front of him, and said, "This is what the poor monk wants Mr. Qi to see. This is also the most important duty and secret of our Fanyin Temple here."

His voice was soft, as if he was afraid of startling his sleeping ancestors.

The wooden door "squeaked" opened, and what fell into Qi Rong's eyes was a huge aura. The thick and dense aura was condensed and not scattered, fluctuating according to a mysterious frequency.

Qi Rong took a step forward and crossed the threshold.

At that moment, there was a slight sound of something breaking in his mind, no, it wasn't breaking, it was a crisp sound of a butterfly breaking out of a cocoon.

The world is spinning in front of his eyes, and countless indescribable lines occupy his sight.

Qi Rong closed his eyes, followed his intuition, and walked straight towards the center.

Walking to the thing that caused all the visions, Qi Rong stood still and curled his fingers several times.

This kind of thing with such a strong aura must have been around for a long time. If he encounters it, he will probably have to recall this long time with it.

But he had to figure out what was wrong with him.

Qi Rong: I have a headache.

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In the eyes of the old abbot, Qi Rong walked towards the center without realizing it, stopped in front of the huge golden Buddha statue, and then stretched out his hand devoutly to touch the huge Buddha statue.

At the same time, Qi Rong's whole body tensed up, and his consciousness fell into the river of time.

He saw skilled craftsmen outlining the outline of the Buddha statue, saw them affixing gold foil to it bit by bit, and saw an old man with white hair and long beard in Taoist robe stroking his beard and smiling with satisfaction.

Many strong men, sweating like rain, worked together to transport the Buddha statue from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the thousand-meter-high mountain.

As a result, a hilltop temple named Fanyin Temple was built little by little, and the Buddha statue was enshrined on the top of the pagoda.

Monks chanted scriptures, old Taoists held the emperor's bell to practice, the green smoke pierced the sky, and the sound of music was solemn and solemn.

Invisibly, in the distant sky, there are two air mechanisms like rainbows, which are connected with the Buddha statue.

Afterwards, only the abbot of Fanyin Temple came regularly to the top of the pagoda, and the ancient Qingdeng Buddha was hundreds of years old in a blink of an eye.

Qi Rong opened his eyes, looking at the compassionate and majestic Golden Buddha in front of him, the name that everyone called the old Taoist at the beginning flashed through his mind——

National Division!

The person who erected this Buddha statue was actually the national teacher!

Just when he was shocked, the old abbot opened the window, Qi Rong turned his head, and clearly saw two air mechanisms outside the window that were almost the same as in memory, connected to the Golden Buddha, vibrating slowly.

His mind was in a daze again, as if his soul had come out of his body, and his consciousness went straight up to the blue clouds, overlooking the whole city from the sky.

It was in a triangular shape, covering Rongshan City, and even a small half of the neighboring city.

Looking further away from Rongshan City, Qi Rong saw the billowing red dust in his eyes, and at the end of his vision was a huge mountain range, where all the fortunes in the world belonged, and the faint sound of dragon roars echoed between the heaven and the earth.

He retracted his gaze and returned to his eyes.

Eyebrows furrowed little by little, Rongshan City's stable feng shui formation was like duckweed without roots, crumbling, and the qi mechanisms connected with each other were intermittent.

The whole Rongshan City gave him a sense of fragility in the wind and rain, with a hint of twilight and decadence.

Qi Rong felt a pain in his head, his mind was exhausted, and he recovered from that mysterious and mysterious state.

"Mr. Qi, you have a nosebleed." The old abbot reminded.

Qi Rong wanted to touch it subconsciously, and his nose suddenly felt wet, and blood dripped out.

The old abbot handed him a handkerchief, and Qi Rong blocked his nose while meditating.

If he guessed correctly, the mountain range he saw just now is the ancestor of the mountains - Kunlun, and it is also the source of the world's dragon veins.

Before his death in his previous life, he was at the grand ceremony for the canonization of the national teacher. Although he died with a cup of poisoned wine, the canonization ceremony had already been completed at that time, and he was indeed the national teacher.

And the reason why the strangeness didn't appear until now may be because he hadn't been in contact with the town thing guarding one's luck before, and he hadn't reached the threshold of opening it.

Qi Rong's nosebleed finally stopped.

"The abbot asked me because of the Buddha statue, right?" Thinking of the intermittent appearance of the Fengshui formation in Rongshan City, Qi Rong already had some guesses in his heart.

The old abbot bowed his head and said the Buddha's name.

"Exactly, one and a half months ago, the Buddha statue fell down suddenly. After being lifted up, the Buddha statue was damaged in many places. As time went by, the damage became more and more, and the aura was often disordered."

Qi Rong nodded and listened carefully.

The old abbot hesitated for a moment, and said hesitantly: "To tell the truth, Mr. Qi, this Buddha statue was arranged by the national teacher Liu Fengyu 500 years ago. Together with the other two towns, it formed a large feng shui formation near Rongshan, suppressing the feng shui and luck here. .

Now that the Buddha statue has suddenly changed, it is really worrying. I invited the Feng Shui master in this city, but no one can do anything.

A few days ago, I had already sent someone to look for the national teacher, and someone should come over in a few days. "

"Then the master abbot is looking for me?" Qi Rong asked.

"Mr. Qi is the most proficient person in the field of magic weapons I have ever met. I wonder if Mr. Qi can try to repair the damage on the Buddha statue. Even if the national teacher comes, the Buddha statue still needs someone to repair it, sooner or later."

When Qi Rong heard it, he understood.

There are specializations in the art industry, that's all.

but……

Qi Rong paused, and raised his wrist slightly: "I need to see the other two instruments before that."

"Sorry, I don't know where the other two old monks are. Liu Guoshi hid the formation, and Fanyin Temple only knows about the Buddha statues here, and the other two have their own guards." The old abbot apologized.

Then he paused, and he said uncertainly: "But I guess one of them is in Rongshou Temple, Mr. Qi can go and ask."

The reason for uncertainty is that Rongshou Temple and Fanyin Temple are on the same mountain. It stands to reason that there is a three-way Fengshui formation of heaven, earth and people, and the three points are far away from each other. It is unlikely that the two are in the same place.

Qi Rong smiled and pressed his hands, and said to the old abbot: "No problem, I know where it is. Since the national teacher will come here soon, it happens that I need time to go to see the other two towns, so when the national teacher arrives , let's deal with the Buddha statue together, lest I disturb the judgment of the national teacher after the restoration."

"That's fine, but will this trouble Mr. Qi too much?" The abbot felt a little sorry, he didn't expect things to be so troublesome.

But Qi Rong was surprised to know where the other two towns are.