When he returned to the cave, he saw Dabao sitting in front of a stone table. On the table, there was a bamboo basket covered with a green cloth.
Dabao, who had always only worn a fig leaf, was now wearing a gray monk's robe and straw sandals, which made Liu Xia stunned for a long time.
"Senior, what are you doing?"
"Haha, I have already obtained the seven-color fairy grass. There is no point in staying here any longer. Before leaving the master's door, the master told me to go down the mountain and travel more. Now that my wish has been fulfilled, it is natural for me to leave."
Dabao Zhengdao.
"Uh, where are you going, senior?" Liu Xia asked curiously.
"I'm thinking about it, the world is so big, how can there be no place for a poor monk?"
With that said, Dabao took out a wooden box and put it on the table and continued:
"According to what you and I agreed, each person will have half of the seven-color fairy grass. The remaining parts are all here. Remember, only the leaves of the seven-color fairy grass are useful, and the remaining rhizomes are highly poisonous. There is no solution in the world, you are here
If you use it later, be careful."
"Uh, half is enough? If it's useful to you, senior, you might as well take them all."
Dabao was stunned for a moment, and said with a pleased smile: "One leaf is enough for such immortal things. You can accept the extra ones with peace of mind. By the way, I once said that you and I are very compatible, so you don't need to call me senior in the future.
, how do we match each other as brothers?"
"Senior, if you don't dislike it, I will naturally wish for it."
Liu Xia chuckled, knowing a brother from the Cihang Yin Sect was not a bad thing.
Dabao was very happy, and the two of them gathered soil to make incense.
"My name is Liu Xia, a disciple of Jian Yun Sect. I am fifteen years old this year."
"Poor Monk Dabao, a disciple of Cihang Yin Sect, is eighteen years old this year."
"What, you are only eighteen years old?"
Liu Xia asked in surprise.
"Tch, you just called me that from a senior. It's none of my business."
Liu Xia smiled helplessly, it seemed that he was fooled by this bear.
However, I was secretly shocked.
At the age of eighteen, Dabao was already at the peak of his martial arts. Of course, his physical constitution had a lot to do with it. From this, we could see that the Cihang Yin Sect was indeed very powerful.
I am really just a frog in the well, but how could I know that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in this world?
It seems that after finishing the matter of meeting Yunzong, I must go down the mountain to travel.
"Hey, idiot. Be more pious when you worship God."
Dabao pushed Liu Xia and said.
Liu Xia knew that he was similar in age to her, so she was no longer afraid of him and gave him a push.
The two people laughed.
"Lord Buddha, I, Dabao (Liu Xia), would like to become friends with Liu Xia (Dabao) for eight worships. I do not wish to be born in the same month and on the same day, but I wish to die in the same year, same month and same day."
After paying homage, Liu Xia cupped his fists and said, "Brother!"
Dabao laughed and said, "Brother."
The two people stood up talking and laughing.
After sitting down again, Liu Xia asked curiously: "Brother, most monks don't have a Buddhist name or something like that. I wonder what my brother's Buddhist name is?"
"What are you talking about? By the way, where do you plan to go next?"
Dabao changed the subject and asked curiously.
"I have to go back to see Yunzong to deal with some urgent matters. How about you, brother?"
Dabao looked disdainful, stared with a pair of dark eyes, and said meaningfully: "Emergency? Is there a little girl in the sect that you are worried about? Big brother understands!"
"Uh, you're not a monk?"
Liu Xia said with a black line on his head.
"Amitabha, what's wrong with the monk? Can't the monk talk about women? Wasn't the Buddha born of a woman?"
Dabao said righteously.
"Okay, okay, if the Buddha knew that he had a disciple like you, he would have committed suicide."
Liu Xia laughed.
"How about this? Brother, you have nothing to do anyway. Just go with me to see Yunzong. Isn't it different when you travel there?"
Liu Xia thought that it might not be peaceful on the way back this time, so it would be a good idea to call a thug.
"Meet Yunzong?"
Dabao hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said: "It's okay, you kid is very lucky. The poor monk has been unable to get the seven-color fairy grass for two years, and you can get it as soon as you go out. Maybe if I follow you, I can still find Ruyi Tian
beads.”
When Liu Xia heard this name, he was suddenly startled.
He had heard of the Ruyi Dzi Bead, which was a treasure of the same level as the Seven Color Immortal Grass.
I heard that it can only grow in the land of fire and can help people calcine bone marrow.
Dabao is now at the peak of martial arts. Looking for this thing must be to prepare him for entering the martial arts sect.
"Ruyi Dzi Bead, Seven Color Immortal Grass. Brother, are you preparing to refine the Nether Demon-Conquering Pill?"
Liu Xia asked curiously.
"Yes, the poor monk's cultivation level has improved too quickly, and the foundation has not been laid firmly. Now he is stuck at this important threshold. If he can find the famous demon-killing elixir, he will be somewhat sure of entering the martial arts sect."
Dabao let out a long sigh and said quietly, it seemed that he had put a lot of effort into finding this Nether Demon-Conquering Pill.
No matter who you are, no matter how extraordinary your qualifications are, the long journey of cultivation will never be smooth sailing.
The road against heaven is not that easy to walk.
"Listen to my master's saying that entering a guru is the beginning of cultivation. Now that I have stepped into a guru, I feel that what my master said is indeed true. After entering a guru, one can finally break free from the shackles of the body and enter a world where
A brand new realm. It's a pity that the poor monk can see this realm right in front of him, but he can't touch it. Hey, I hope I am really lucky enough to be able to practice the Nether Demon-Conquering Pill. Otherwise, my cultivation will be short-lived.
There will be no more breakthroughs.”
Liu Xia nodded and said, "Don't worry, brother, I will try my best to find it for you."
When Dabao heard this, he was very pleased and said: "Speaking of this matter, I have to remind you a few words. To practice, you still have to go step by step. Your qualifications are among the best among mortals. Don't do it.
I learned from the humble monk and relied on my extremely high talent to soar in cultivation, but I neglected the basics. Now I am stuck here. It is really uncomfortable. I think your shocking move, which makes ghosts and gods cry, will be used less in the future.
Wonderful. Always wake yourself up and don't be too complacent. To temper your muscles and bones and work your body and mind is the right way."
After hearing this, Liu Xia was naturally very grateful.
His cultivation has indeed improved rapidly along the way, but some basic cultivation has been neglected due to time constraints.
If you go back and make repairs later, I'm afraid it will take more time.
"Thank you, brother."
"Let's get on the road."
Having said this, Dabao glanced at Liu Xia, took out a monk's robe from his backpack and handed it to him: "Put this on, be careful that others think you are a savage."
Liu Xia then looked down and smiled awkwardly.
The night clothes he was wearing had long been turned into rags in the fierce battles. Now his upper body was naked, and the trousers on his lower body were also in rags. He was no different from a beggar.
Especially his striking bald man, he is indeed a bit shameful.
After putting on the monk's robe, with the bald gourd on his head, he still looked like a monk.
Dabao laughed, took out a bamboo hat and put it on him.
He turned around and walked to the stone bed, took a deep breath, and punched down.
"boom"
There was a loud noise, the stone bed cracked, and dust flew up.
At this moment, Liu Xia saw a dark coiled dragon Zen staff lying among a pile of rocks.
The Zen staff was as thick as a forearm. It was pitch black, but it had many talismans and very strange Buddhist scriptures engraved on it.
Eight golden dragons hovered above the Zen staff, lifelike, as if any one of them could be summoned.
But at a glance, you can tell that this is a good thing, maybe it is a mysterious weapon or something.
Liu Xia couldn't help but sigh, after all, Cihang Yinzong has a great family and a great cause.
Since this disciple who is traveling will have mysterious weapons to defend himself.
Because only when you reach the master level of yin and yang master can you choose a specialty to continue your studies.
Those specialties can be divided into subduing demons, poisoning, holy hands, sacrificial training, blacksmithing, etc.
Conquering demons means refining spells, and poisoning means specializing in the study of poisons.
The holy hand is of course the hanging pot to help the world, and the sacrificial training is of course the magic weapon of sacrificial training.
Forging means forging weapons.
Magic weapons and weapons are divided into five levels, each with three stages, for a total of fifteen levels, which are:
Mysterious weapons, immortal energy, divine weapons, innate spiritual treasures, the Supreme Way of Heaven.
Although spiritual power can be realized after reaching the eighth level of martial arts, it is the dream of every martial artist to have a weapon forged by a master yin and yang master.
Although the transformed spiritual weapon is extremely sharp, it can cut iron like clay.
However, even compared to the lowest mysterious weapons, spiritual soldiers are scum.
Because the Great Yin Yang Master forges weapons that can increase a person's attack power during battle.
For example, the power of heaven in Liu Xia's hands.
And the magic weapons are even more wonderful. Whether they are offensive magic weapons or defensive magic weapons, the monks will benefit greatly.
The auspicious cloud bracelet on Liu Xia's wrist is a kind of magic weapon.
However, magic weapons and weapons are things that can only be found but cannot be found.
After all, making a magic weapon or weapon is more complicated than refining an elixir.
Some yin and yang masters may only master a magic weapon or weapon after a lifetime of hard work.
That thing cannot be bought with money.
That's why Liu Xia sighed that Cihang Yin Sect was really extraordinary.
"This Zen staff is called Panlong. It was forged by my master himself. He is a top-grade Xuan Weapon."
Dabao smiled somewhat proudly, but threw Tianquan aside and said slightly jealously:
"But it's far behind compared to your sword."
Liu Xia didn't expect Dabao to study weapons. He really knew the origin of this sword and asked immediately: "Then do you know the origin of my sword?"
"Hey, I'm ashamed to say it. The poor monk has been very fond of magic weapons since he was a child. Unfortunately, because of his physical condition, he could only choose martial arts. But I am very knowledgeable about these things. Otherwise, I wouldn't know at a glance what your skills are.
The string can avoid poison, so I dare to let you get the seven-color fairy grass. However, the poor monk cannot tell the level of your sword. In this case, if it is not ordinary iron, it must be a good thing. You don't know this either
The origin of the sword?”
Liu Xia shook his head blankly.
Dabao also laughed helplessly, wrapped the Zen staff in a piece of black cloth, carried the basket on his back, put on his bamboo hat and said: "Let's go while it's dark so we can hurry on."
Liu Xia responded, tied Tian Quan behind his back, put on a bamboo hat, and the two of them left the cave.
Standing outside the waterfall, Dabao looked back reluctantly. Obviously, after living here for two years, he has some feelings.
He put his hands together and bowed respectfully, then followed Liu Xia and walked out of the woods.
"See Yunzong, I'm back."
Liu Xia looked at the bright stars in the sky and couldn't help but said, because he knew that what was waiting for him next was a bloody storm.