"Who?" Several people focused their attention on Monk Yan at the same time, looking at him curiously with big eyes and small eyes. ()
Monk Yan held the scroll in his hand and looked around, the shocked expression on his face getting worse.
"Do you know the person in the painting?" Zhuge Buliang looked at him.
Monk Yan nodded solemnly, solemnly spread the scroll in front of him, and said: "If the person in this painting is true to my expectations, he is the demon monk who was famous in the ancient immortal realm."
"Monk!"[
"That's him!?"
Several people were immediately stunned by these words and stared at the heroic monk in the painting in disbelief. Although it was just a portrait, the eyes of the man in the painting were extremely terrifying, like two bottomless devil abyss, which was breathtaking.
mind.
Monk Yan said: "Back then, I found the ancient cave where the demon monk retreated, and obtained his inheritance there. I once saw a picture scroll there that was exactly the same as the one there, so I suspected that the person in the painting was the demon monk.
I didn’t expect to see the same painting here again.”
Zhuge Buliang frowned, stared at the scroll, and said: "If it is true as you said, it seems that the demon monk also practiced here."
"En" said the monk and nodded slightly.
"Look, there are words written on it, but they are in Sanskrit and I can't understand them." The Calf Witch pointed at the few lines of words on it and said.
Monk Yan stared at the lines of fonts, considered them for a moment, and said, "It says 'gift to mentor Yan Tianbei'."
"Yan Tianbei?" Zhuge Buliang asked: "Could it be the name of that demon monk? Don't you Buddhist disciples all pay attention to the name of the dharma?"
"I don't know. If it is true, the owner of this skeleton must be the disciple of the demon monk." Monk Yan said. He rolled up the scroll and then bowed respectfully to the skeleton three times. He
His current identity is that of the descendant of Monk Yan, and the person in front of him is naturally Monk Yan's senior brother, even though he has passed away for an unknown number of years.
At this time, Zhuge Buliang vaguely felt a strange fluctuation under the skeleton. After seeking the consent of Monk Yan, Zhuge Buliang carefully moved the skeleton away, and then used a palm to remove the soil under the skeleton.
Blast away.
A red wooden lotus stand was exposed in the soil. The lotus stand was covered with soil and looked a little worn out, but it could still be seen that this red red lotus stand was engraved with some complicated Buddhist mantras. There were a total of twelve pieces of wood.
Lotus petals, each lotus petal is engraved with a "卍" character.
"It smells so good," Xiaoyun said after taking a deep breath.
This wooden lotus table exudes a refreshing fragrance, which is the same as the fragrance on the skeleton before, but it is more intense.
Monk Yan said: "This lotus platform seems to be refined from the ancestral roots of the red lotus. It is rumored that there are three kinds of lotus flowers in the world: green, white and red. They are all priceless treasures and rare treasures in the world. And the ancestral roots of this lotus are even more precious."
It is of extraordinary value and the best material for refining magic weapons."
There was a look of excitement on Monk Yan's face. There was no doubt that the lotus platform in front of him was a Buddhist treasure. He walked to the front of the lotus platform and raised his hand to knock away the soil on the lotus platform. He was suddenly attracted by the twelve raised places on the lotus platform.
Pay attention, these twelve raised places are similar to the positions of the lotus chain. Monk Yan raised his hand and injected a stream of pure Buddhist power.
Immediately, twelve points of golden light lit up in twelve raised places, and then the entire lotus platform was suspended, floating in mid-air, pure Buddha power rippled out, and the fragrant aroma in the air became more intense.
concentrated.
"I understand, these twelve raised places are inlaid with twelve relics of great saints in the Buddhist world." Monk Yan showed a rare expression of ecstasy on his face.
"Hahaha, Senior Brother Yan, you have become rich now. This is a rare Buddhist treasure." Hua Lao couldn't help but show a hint of joy.
Zhuge Buliang smacked his lips, shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "It is indeed a sacred place in the Buddhist world. You can find treasures wherever you dig a hole."[
Monk Yan raised his hand, and the lotus platform washed out streaks of bright rays of light, which eventually turned into the size of a palm and slowly flew into Monk Yan's palm. The lotus platform was as red as blood, but vaguely revealed the golden light of Buddhism.
Suddenly, a black shadow flashed past, and the lotus platform that turned into a palm-sized lotus was grabbed by the black shadow and flew out of the temple in an instant.
"Oh no! Robber!" Hua Lao screamed.
Seeing that the Buddha treasure they had obtained was suddenly snatched away, several people couldn't help but became furious. Zhuge Buliang raised his hand and hit it with a palm, but the black shadow reached extremely high speed and disappeared in a flash.
to the temple.
"So fast!" he stuttered.
"Chase!" Zhuge Buliang snorted coldly and rushed out of the temple. Monk Yan, stammering and chattering, and a few others followed closely behind. Although they didn't get this Buddhist treasure with much effort, they still couldn't get it.
You can't watch it being snatched away by others.
"That black shadow doesn't look like a person." Monk Yan said. Although the speed of the black shadow was so fast that I didn't even feel its approaching breath, I can be sure that the size of the black shadow was only more than a foot long.
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Several people rushed out of the temple and saw more than a dozen cultivators gathered outside the temple at some point. They were all dressed in green clothes. They seemed to be disciples of a certain immortal sect.
The leader, a man in green clothes, was holding the vermilion lotus in his hand and playing with it. On his shoulder, squatting was a raccoon with dark and bright hair, jumping around with a pair of cute big eyes.
Hu Shan stared at the man in green clothes, then licked the man's face twice with his bright red tongue.
"Hahaha, I'm so lucky. I found a good baby as soon as I came here." The man in Tsing Yi smiled and patted the cute raccoon on his shoulder.
A female cultivator standing next to the man in green said with a smile: "Senior Brother Feng has this little treasure-hunting beast. During this trip to the Holy Land, I am afraid that all the treasures will not be able to escape from the palm of Senior Brother Feng."
"Hehehe, what's the matter? Are you jealous of junior sister Yun? How about if you find something good later, I will give it to junior sister?" The man in green said with a smile.
"Now, this is what you said, senior brother." The female cultivator said with a smile.
"Treasure thief!" the calf witch angrily stood in front of a few people with her waist straight, pointed at the man in green and said: "That thing is ours, it was snatched away by you, a mouse who doesn't want a mouse or a cat to be like a cat.
.”
"Wow, squeak, squeak."
As if he was dissatisfied with what the Calf Witch said, the little bowl bear jumped up on the shoulder of the man in green and barked wildly.
"What do you call it? You are just a treasure thief!" the Calf Witch shouted angrily.
The female cultivator next to the man in green looked up and down at the Calf Witch, lifted her black hair on her forehead, glanced at her red lips, and hummed: "Where did this wild girl come from, so ignorant of etiquette, shouting and screaming."
"You are the wild girl, the coquettish little Langhozi." The calf witch spoke mercilessly, and her words directly made the female cultivator turn red with anger.
"Girl Xiaoye, what did you say!?" The female cultivator suddenly raised her eyebrows.
"Junior Sister Yun, don't panic." The man in green suddenly shouted softly, patted the raccoon on his shoulder, then looked at the Calf Witch, and finally fixed his eyes on the pair of eye-catching horns on her head, and said: "You are a bull-headed
"Mountain People"
"So what?" The Calf Witch raised her head.[
At this time, Zhuge Buliang, Monk Yan, Stuttering Hua Lao and others also came out of the temple.
The female cultivator sneered: "How dare you, a wild girl, be so polite? It turns out there are helpers."
Hua Lao stood up and shouted: "Give us back our things."
The man in green smiled when he heard this and said, "What's yours? Which one is yours?"
"Isn't this nonsense? Of course it's the thing in your hand." Hua Lao said angrily.
The man in green robe played with the vermilion lotus in his hand and said with a smile: "What can prove that it belongs to you? Since it is in the hands of my Xiaoyao Sect, it naturally belongs to my Xiaoyao Sect."