Chapter Eighteen: The Breeze Comes to Your Door
() "Storage bag!?" Luoyun stopped and looked at Qing Lei intently. He was extremely eager to get a storage bag, after all, he had this kind of storage space.
, some things are convenient to pick up.
"Yes! It's the storage bag. Don't you want it, junior brother?" Qing Lei smiled softly and returned to his original look of laughing to death. Maybe he found that Luo Yun didn't like him, so
There is no need to pretend anymore.
"Senior brother, didn't you just say there weren't any? Why are they there now? Are you afraid that I don't have enough spirit stones?" Luoyun's expression did not change, but there was some reproach implicit in his words.
Seeing Luoyun like this, Qing Lei laughed heartily.
"Junior brother, don't blame me. I really don't have a storage bag in my hand, but I happen to have a business deal in a few days. If it goes well, I can get a storage bag! I wonder if junior brother can give me two more days. I will decide when the time comes.
Send it to junior brother!!"
Luoyun had no interest in the business mentioned in Qing Lei's words. He didn't care about his affairs anyway, but asked softly: "Senior brother, are you really sure that you will have a storage bag in a few days?"
Qing Lei looked confident, stared at Luoyun and said: "Of course I'm sure, but I'm going to say something ugly in front of you, the storage bag will not be replaced with spiritual stones, only spiritual liquid!!"
Luoyun nodded lightly, said hello, and then whispered to Qing Lei: "I live in Foming Pavilion in Cuiming Mountain. If you have a storage bag, you can come find me here!"
As soon as Luoyun finished speaking, he turned around and walked away. In a flash, there was no trace of him. It seemed that he no longer cared about this so-called exchange meeting. The remaining young man named Qing Lei smiled softly.
, then walked to another lay disciple and started another round of verbal sparring.
Luoyun came down the mountain, and was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he wandered at the foot of the mountain, looking left and right, looking left and right. He looked like he wanted to buy but didn't want to buy. It was really funny.
After looking at it for about an hour, Luoyun finally couldn't hold it back and bought a book on refining talisman and seal scripts, as well as some materials for refining talisman and seal scripts. These two things were worth a lot of money and cost two dollars.
The bottle of spiritual liquid was bought from the monk half-heartedly.
Of course, although he spent two bottles of spiritual liquid, Luo Yun smiled broadly, because he asked the monk for more than ten copies of the materials for refining the talisman seal. After calculation, Luo Yun actually did not
Didn't suffer much loss.
With these thoughts in mind, Luoyun finally left Wuzuo Mountain and headed towards Cuiming Mountain, carrying dozens of kilograms of talisman and seal materials on his back.
Half an hour's journey is not very far, especially after Luoyun has connected the Buddha's Dharma to the first level, his body is even stronger.
Originally, Luoyun thought that the Great Tathagata Dharma was just a technique for restraining evil spirits. However, after Luoyun reached the first level of cultivation, he suddenly realized that he was wrong, and a big mistake. This restraint of evil spirits
It is just a part of the function, but the most important thing is to help cultivators improve their physique.
This unexpected result really made Luo Yun happy for a long time. The physique of monks is generally very weak. If they can obtain a method to enhance their physique, it will definitely be like adding wings to a tiger and adding icing on the cake.
At that moment, Luo Yun suddenly understood why the stern young man, the little girl with the braided hair, the extremely chic young man, and the monk covered in black robes wanted to practice Tathagata Buddhism. No monk would mind.
One more method for body training.
Then, Luoyun was filled with excitement and wanted to practice the second level of Tathagata's Dharma. However, in the end, Luo Yun found to his dismay that no matter how hard he practiced, it was always difficult to reach the second level. There seemed to be something there.
In general blocking.
He secretly sighed in his heart, fearing that he had encountered a bottleneck. Thinking of this, Luoyun finally gave up. When encountering such an invisible bottleneck, his master also said more than once, don't force anything deliberately, just do everything as you want.
That's it. Luo Yun also understood the meaning, so he planned to practice some auxiliary spells to see if he could encounter any opportunities, which would facilitate his practice.
That's why Luo Yun came to this exchange meeting, and according to his own ideas, he bought several methods that have the same origin as the Great Tathagata's Dharma. Maybe there will be some unexpected surprises in the end.
Luoyun's thoughts were racing, and he soon arrived in front of Cuiming Mountain, but what surprised him was that a familiar figure appeared in front of him.
"Hey, isn't that the guy who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger? Why is he here! Is he here to get the flame talisman and the magic sword!?" When Luoyun arrived at Cuiming Mountain, he saw the guy who was following Chan Ming.
Luo Yun had a very deep impression on the little novice monk in front of the master. He remembered that his name seemed to be 'Qingfeng'. Moreover, this guy was a ruthless person, and he managed to take care of the stern young man with just a few moves.
Luo Yun walked over quickly without saying hello, for fear that the ruthless man named Qingfeng would stop him and force him to hand over the flame talisman and the magical sword. According to Luo Yun's plan, at this time
I am no match for this ruthless man, and I will most likely follow in the footsteps of the stern young man.
But things went against his expectations. Just as Luoyun was about to miss him, a lukewarm voice reached his ears.
"I wonder if the donor still remembers the young monk! The young monk Qingfeng!!" The young novice named Qingfeng looked at Luoyun who was about to pass him by. He put his hands together and introduced himself humbly and politely.
Luo Yun's face showed embarrassment, he stopped, and turned around helplessly: "I wonder what the young master wants to do with me!"
Before Luoyun could finish his words, Qingfeng could not wait and said slowly: "I am here to tell the benefactor on the orders of my master that there will be a 'three sects and four sects' competition in three months. I hope
The donor can make a show on behalf of our Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple!"
Hearing this, Luoyun's face flashed with confusion, and he asked doubtfully: "Little Master Qingfeng, I heard you right, you asked me to participate in the competition between three sects and four sects!!"
"The donor did not hear wrongly. All this is what the master meant. I just came here to pass it on, and the master told me that you will definitely agree!" Qingfeng nodded and slowly explained.
Listening to Qingfeng's explanation, Luoyun became even more speechless. He didn't expect that the old monk Zen Ming would ask him to participate in a competition between three sects and four sects, which was somewhat difficult for him to accept. Firstly, he was not from Wanfo Temple, and secondly, he was not from Wanfo Temple.
Chapter completed!