Those years of bking for green tea apprentices

(54)

"Master Zhiqing, after this mountain is where I live." Huang Yinger chirped all the way, Ji Qianshan and Zhiqing followed her and went their separate ways.

Ever since seeing Zhi sober, Ji Qianshan seemed to have forgotten that Zhiqing was injured, and refused to help, just watching Huang Yinger busily supporting Zhiqing.When Zhiqing was able to leave by himself, he let go of his hands and fell far behind Huang Yinger and Zhiqing to listen to Huang Yinger talking by herself.

Huang Yinger, this girl, is fine.Where is she?It's good that she can talk.

As an oriole, she upholds the good qualities of a bird who can speak well. Her lung capacity can suffocate a cow, and she can speak a whole long sentence continuously. What's more, Huang Yinger talks a lot and has a big heart.No matter whether anyone talks to her or not, she can talk endlessly, and she can chat with herself when no one talks to her.

"Master Zhiqing, your clothes are dirty, take them off when you get to my house and I'll wash them for you." Huang Yinger led the way and said as she walked, "Don't worry, I'll find clothes for you. Uh... But my clothes are all for girls, you may not be able to wear them, I will go out and borrow them for you. No, no, how can you wear other people's clothes if you are so clean? I will fly to the city to give you Go buy it. It's not good or bad, why don't I take you to the city directly, go to the store and buy it directly..."

Zhiqing fiddled with the Buddhist beads, and walked slowly while pressing his belly with one hand.The power of Xue Beng was too great, he didn't completely restrain it, but received part of the power of Xue Beng with his physical body, about one-tenth of it.

Don't underestimate this one-tenth. The force of an avalanche often weighs more than a thousand tons. If ordinary people are buried under the snow for a few hours without rescue, they will die soon. What's more, this is not an avalanche. Pure avalanche.

It was an avalanche that came 1000 years too late.

During the Underworld War, fire demons ravaged the world. After the war, Fang Yanchu wiped out all the saint's blood in order to maintain the stability of the world.The blood of these saints is actually temporarily stable. Maybe after thousands of years, the earth will finally repair itself, and the blood of the saints will return to Fang Yanchu after it is useless.

But now that Zhiqing forcibly took out the saint's blood, it was equivalent to degrading this area to the state it was a thousand years ago. Others didn't know what it was like at that time, so how could Zhiqing not know?The sky and the earth hang upside down, and the people on earth are devastated. That is a disaster for the whole world.

The moment the saint's blood was taken out, the support in the ground suddenly decreased, and the ground under their feet began to gradually collapse.The fire element left over from the Battle of Underworld Fire exploded in the snow, and the snow gradually melted from the bottom layer, forming an avalanche.And the ground did not know how much it had subsided, which added another fire to the already raging avalanche.

In fact, they should have thought of the coming of this avalanche. Taking a step back, if Ji Qianshan didn't expect it, then Zhiqing should have thought of it too; if Zhiqing didn't think of it, at least Fang Yanchu in the stone should have thought of it.

Zhiqing slowly stopped in his tracks, waiting for Ji Qianshan to catch up, "Where did you know that the Buddhist sacred relics were stolen? Did Longyou tell you?"

Ji Qianshan still walked at his own pace, leaving the slow Zhiqing behind without looking back: "Is that why you don't trust Master?"

"No one else knows about the theft of Buddhist sacred relics except me and Mr. Longyou. How did you know? Could it be..."

"You want to know?" Ji Qianshan turned his head suddenly, "I'll tell you when I bring the saint's blood."

"There is only one drop of a saint's blood."

Ji Qianshan said: "That belongs to my master too."

Why are you holding it in the hands of a monk?

"Okay." Zhiqing touched his cuff, took out a small bottle from his sleeve and handed it to Ji Qianshan, "Saint's blood."

The vial was crystal clear, and it was not ordinary at first glance.When Ji Qianshan held it in his hand, the tentacles turned out to be extremely cold. When he put it under the sun and took a closer look, he found that the bottle didn't even have a lid or a stopper.This ice bottle is less than ten centimeters in size, smaller than a small glass bottle for injection medicine.Ji Qianshan recognized that this bottle was not made by manpower at all, but was picked out directly from the ice near the saint's blood.

A drop of bright red blood was wrapped in an ice bottle and rolled in the bottle, like a red bean rolling on the snow.

"Is this the master's blood?"

"Exactly, in the past years, Lord Longyou went to the mountain for retreat after he lost all his blood. After that, no matter how big things happened, he never came out. I only received the news of his departure 30 years ago. He might not have imagined it himself. Blood is needed so quickly."

Ji Qianshan put the small bottle in front of him and looked at it carefully. Through the light and shadow of the bottle, he thought of the past 1 years. Fang Yanchu was like a god in his life, standing in front of him forever, amiable and lovable. Respect, it's not enough to put all the praises in the world on him.Everyone fears him like a god, but no one thinks that the blood of the god is also red.

He put the vial away properly, thinking to himself: "It's fine as long as I'm the only one who knows."

"After returning to Lingyun Temple, I will use the saint's blood to separate the soul of Lord Longyou." The implication of Zhiqing's words is that no matter how well you hide it, you will be consumed when you go back. After using it, it will naturally return to Mr. Longyou."

"I know." Ji Qianshan patted the small bag beside him, and there were Fang Yanchu's soul-casting stone and the vial of saint's blood lined up side by side. He could only feel at ease if he kept these things by his side.

It is natural that the saint's blood will return to Fang Yanchu's body, because the saint's blood is part of Fang Yanchu's power, as long as it is not consumed, it will return to Fang Yanchu sooner or later.But what if he could go back?

Ji Qianshan thought: "It must have been very painful during the bloodletting, but it's a pity I wasn't there at that time..."

Thinking of this, he was even more eager to return to Lingyun Palace and Fang Yanchu's side.Doing nothing, just sitting next to him, touching his clothes, pestering him to tell a story or a book, and hearing his voice is very good.

"I want to go back to Lingyun Palace."

Zhiqing managed to catch up, and seeing that Huang Yinger was about to go out of sight, no one dared to say after looking around: "How did you know that the sacred relics of Buddhism were stolen?"

"I shouldn't have known." Ji Qianshan replied.

The answer was endless. Of course Zhiqing knew that Ji Qianshan shouldn't know about it, but the question now is not that he already knew it.

"I just wondered why you have a good relationship with Master. When Master collected the Four Sacred Objects, the first thing he looked for was not the Buddhist Sacred Object but the Essence of the East China Sea that had already escaped." Ji Qianshan said in one sentence. Got to the point.

There were originally four sacred objects in heaven and earth, one belonged to Penglai Xianshan, one belonged to the human world, the other one was pressed to the ground and belonged to the underworld, and the other one belonged to Buddhism.

The one in Penglai Fairy Mountain is tightly guarded by Penglai people inside Penglai, except for the real fairy, no one knows where it is.The one in the human world disappeared as soon as it entered the human world. Some people say that the sacred object has turned into a human being and entered the cycle of reincarnation.The essence of the East China Sea in the underworld has been kept underground all year round, and was released by Lord Longyou ten thousand years ago.And the Buddhist one is held in the hands of Buddhist Master Zhiqing.

"The sacred objects of Buddhism should be in my hands." Zhiqing walked slowly, while sorting out his thoughts, "I have been bound by Buddhism since I was born. I entered Lanruo Temple and entered the country very quickly. In the end, I should have been guided by Western Buddhism. I am a true Buddha. At that time, I had a sacred object of Buddhism—the ever-burning lamp in my hand, and the guide said that I was titled to carry the lamp. But only I know that the ever-burning lamp in my hand has long since disappeared.”

"If you lose a sacred object, you will be punished by God." Ji Qianshan felt a little gloating.

"Yeah, I can't be more clear. Back then, Lord Longyou was almost condemned by the heavens for releasing the essence of the East China Sea from the ground. If it weren't for the advanced saints who were able to eliminate the thunder, I am afraid that now he is also a dead soul under the thunder of heaven." Zhiqing With a long sigh, "At that time, I knew that if I couldn't find the sacred object in this life, I might not be able to become a true Buddha."

"That's why you are so supportive of my master's collection of heavenly relics."

"Mr. Longyou is my great benefactor. If he hadn't persuaded me to take him away, I might have been struck to death by Tianlei on the spot. I'm not like Mr. Longyou, who is enough to eliminate Tianlei."

Ji Qianshan smiled: "At that time, I hadn't come to Master, and he couldn't dispel the thunder. It was just a coincidence at best. If it wasn't for Xuan Tianjun's sudden whim, he wouldn't have saved you, and he wouldn't have saved you later. There will be so many things."

"Oh, the relationship between Lord Longyou and Lord Xuantian was really good at that time." Zhiqing stopped fiddling with the Buddha beads and smiled slightly. There was provocation and spectator in the smile, "Mr. Jun's character who doesn't care about anything actually follows him around."

"You don't need to provoke my relationship with Master." Ji Qianshan was generous, because he knew very well that Fang Yanchu was not interested in Xuan Tianjun.Although Zhiqing has known Fang Yanchu for a long time, his understanding of Fang Yanchu is really limited to the identity of "Longyou Lord", and he doesn't even know about Xuantian Lord and Kong Qu, "To tell you the truth, I I didn’t know about the theft of Buddhist sacred objects through Master, I saw it with my own eyes.”

"You..." Zhiqing stopped suddenly, looked at Ji Qianshan's back seriously, and said vigilantly, "Although Xuehai watched everything, he was unconscious. The theft of the ever-bright lamp should be before you gave birth to consciousness. What are you doing?" Where did you see it?"

Ji Qianshan turned around and smiled sweetly: "Don't be nervous, I didn't see it from the past, I saw it from the future."