There are more than the same treasures in the box.
Knife, fork, pestle, long rope, bell, chime, drum, pipa, four small weapons, and four small musical instruments are arranged in a ring in the box, surrounding a black flower in the middle.
No matter the murder weapon, the musical instrument or the eye-catching black flower, they are all stained with blood and steaming with violence, making them look like demonic objects at first sight.
But the monk said beforehand that there is no good or evil in utensils, they only matter in how they are used.
Surprise flashed through his eyes, and there was some hesitation on Xiang Liu's face. It was not that he was not satisfied with the treasure, but he had other concerns in his heart. He said to the shadow monk: "Xiang Liu is at ease. He doesn't worship gods or Buddhas. You give it to him."
Even if I, a Buddhist master, use the magical weapon, I will not take refuge and take the precepts."
The shadow monk smiled: "If you think about it too much, Motiansha's treasure can still kill good people. You can use it however you want. No one will force you. I hope you can truly feel free."
The words had a Zen meaning, but Xiang Liu didn't think about it. He nodded, shook his body and released eight other monks.
The nine people bowed together to thank the shadow monk.
The shadow monk chuckled, stretched and yawned: "I'm sleepy and tired. I'm going back. I'll come back in seven months."
"Master, wait a minute." A delicate voice, a little aggrieved and implying sadness, Qi Donglai spoke: "Sao Qi Donglai, the ferocious beast Xiangliu, and Lishan Su Jing entered the temple together, and everyone worked together to fight against the 'Shatianmo'. The master rewarded this
, gave that one a generous gift, but ignored Dong Lai. They all say that before me, the Buddha, all living beings are equal, but you favor one over the other. I can’t figure out the reason for this.”
"Su Jing saved me first, and Tu Wan asked me to take care of him later. After the battle at the Lingtai, I saw clearly what this son has in mind, so I gave him a treasure." The shadow monk pointed at the little Xiangliu again: "The Purple Gold Bodhi is for me.
Refined with my heart and blood, this nine-headed snake accepted my Bodhi and inherited the Dharma in my heart. This is my fate with him, so I give him a treasure."
After talking to each other, the shadow monk looked at Qi Donglai again: "What does it have to do with you and me? Why should I give you a treasure?"
"I used the devil to relieve the blood of Emperor Shitian." Qi Donglai picked up his greatest achievement: "If I hadn't sacrificed my life, Su Jing would have died long ago, and the master would not be in such a good situation now. I planted a reason, master
I have achieved something, even if you don't pity me, you should at least thank me."
Su Jing joined in and helped: "It's true. Being able to escape from the evil attack all over the body must be attributed to Brother Qi."
But the shadow monk did not change his mind because of Su Jing's words. He shook his head and said, "If you save him, let him thank you; if he saves me, I will only thank him. One cause can lead to thousands of consequences, but one result can only be for one."
Cause, I only follow my cause through my effect, not others’ cause and effect, that’s all.”
Qi Donglai was disappointed and looked at Su Jing.
What he meant was that he hoped that Su Jing would help him speak a few words again. Su Jing did think so, but the three corpses on the side misunderstood what Qi Donglai meant and said that he wanted to pay Su Jing to pay off the debt. Lei Dong immediately spoke
: "We all appreciate your saving Su Jing, but don't forget that you were caught by the evil Buddha when you were at Shatianmo, and why didn't Su Jing turn around and save you?"
Before he could finish speaking, Su Jing waved his hand to interrupt Lei Dong. With his temperament, he would never be pretentious about this. At this moment, the monk smiled again, and his words were slightly loose. He did not allow others to say anything and looked directly at Qi Donglai: "It's convenient for others.
, it is convenient for you. You have treasures for others, and monks also have treasures for you. For thousands of years, the skyscraper ancient temple has only allowed people to take advantage, never let others suffer."
Qi Donglai asked: "What do you mean?"
"Look at your wisdom." The monk yawned, turned around, and hid in the ghost robe, and the robe flew back into Su Jing's body.
"Master's meaning is very clear," Nian Hua smiled and approached Qi Donglai: "Give your treasure to Su Jing, and he will give you other good treasures."
Qi Donglai turned over and took out the 'Qi Mingzi' inheritance wooden box first and handed it to Su Jing: "Try this?"
Su Jing said "Ouch" and said with a smile: "Thank you Mr. Qi for the generous gift." He reached out to take the wooden box and Su Jing grabbed one end of the wooden box, but Qi Donglai didn't let go of the other end. Su Jing pulled him hard and didn't let go. After a while, Qi Donglai
The secret message came into my ears: "I agreed in advance that if the treasure is given to you, if the monk doesn't repay the debt, you have to return it to me again."
After Su Jing nodded, Qi Donglai loosened his fingers with great pains.
After Qi Mingzi's box, the same treasures were taken out from Qi Donglai's sleeves and entered into Su Jing's bag. In the end, Qi Donglai only had a few personal treasures that were rewarded by the devil.
Qi Donglai was very thick-skinned, but he would not make fun of the master's reward. After testing for a long time, the shadow monk remained silent. Qi Donglai was not angry, but the doubts in his expression became more and more serious, and he asked Su Jing: "
What treasures do I have that are really useful to you?"
Su Jing was just as doubtful as him. He shook his head and said, "What the holy monk is referring to is probably not these ordinary treasures. Besides, he doesn't know if you have any treasures."
Qi Donglai nodded: "He won't just throw out a riddle for me to guess. There should be traces to follow."
Unknowingly, both of them frowned slightly and thought carefully. After a while, Qi Donglai slowly shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I can't figure it out, I don't think about it anymore!"
Su Jing couldn't figure out the answer either, so he patted the Qiankun bag, took out all the treasures 'gifted' by Qi Donglai, and returned them.
Qi Dong came to take back several other items, but he did not touch the 'Qimingzi Box' except for it: "Back then, I didn't grab treasures and kill people, but killed people and collected treasures. Can you understand the difference?"
On his way to Xihai, Qi Donglai encountered an evil cultivator from Xuantian Avenue who was doing evil. He couldn't stand it and punished him. After killing someone, he accidentally discovered this treasure.
"This thing is precious, but it has nothing to do with the practice of my Heavenly Demon Sect. I have no use for it, so I'm giving it to you." Qi Donglai had previously pretended that he had saved Su Jing, but the disciples of the Hatred Demon knew better.
If it weren't for Su Jing who cares about everything at the end, he wouldn't even be able to pass the Shuo Yue Tianzun test, so there would be no need to talk about what happens next.
Su Jingdao said "Thank you" and put the box away. Qi Donglai laughed and said, "I'm so angry because of the shadow monk. I'm going to beat 'Di Shitian' when I get back!" He got up and flew away, continuing to torture the prisoner.
Su Jing temporarily withdrew his thoughts and no longer thought about anything else. He held the 'Arhat French Staff' given by the shadow monk flatly on his knees, and inserted a line of true essence into it to experience it carefully. Xiao Xiangliu also fell silent, and his demonic power slowly recovered.'
Turtle Shell', and at the same time began to explore the box of treasures that the monk gave him.
The three corpses were not without things to do. The monk said they could go out after seven months, so they started counting again.
For almost a month, Su Jing, who had been sitting silently, suddenly stood up, picked up a long black stick, and lightly slapped it on the ground. There was only a muffled sound of "dong", and the air around Su Jing trembled endlessly, and heavy ripples spread.
Come and completely blur his figure.
After a short time, the air returned to calm, and Su Jing disappeared, replaced by a young monk standing in the distance, with an ordinary appearance but a smile on his face, and a heartfelt joy between his eyebrows.
The three corpses were startled, and Xiang Liu was also alarmed. Before his companions could ask questions, the young monk smiled and said: "There is a body shape change hidden in the French stick, how about it?"
Knowing that the monk was transformed by Su Jing, if you look closely, the more the monk looks like Su Jing; but if you don't know why, even the three corpses will not be able to tell that the monk is Su Jing!
After being surprised, Nian Hua was very disdainful: "It would be so boring to become a monk! It would be interesting to become a flower picker."
Akame was fair enough and nodded: "With a change, I have an additional identity, and it will be more convenient to do things in the future."
Lei Dong was even more pertinent, nodding his head and praising Su Ding: "It's only been a month since I figured out how to use the baguette. It's pretty good."
The reason for the breakthrough so quickly is mainly due to the fact that the outer gang that Su Jing won this time has been trained in ancient temples for many years. It is full of the true flavor of Buddhism and is consistent with the power of the magic stick.
Xiang Liu was thoughtful and asked Su Jing: "You have changed into a monk. Is it an illusion, a Dharma appearance, or a deception like painted skin?"
Su Jing shook his head and said: "No, it's just the most simple change that the baguette gave me."
Xiang Liu's voice was inexplicably weird and low: "And it's not a change in destiny."
The so-called "life change" refers specifically to fairies. After the little fairies cultivate to the fourth spiritual level, they become demon eyes and gain human form. From then on, they can change between human skin or demon true form. When the cultivation reaches the realm, a demon body will be reflected in a human form.
, is called 'natal change'. Just like a squirrel turns into a Liuliang shopkeeper, Liuliang can turn back into a squirrel at any time.
But if the squirrel turns into a bird, or if Liuliang wants to turn into an old lady, it is not a 'natal change'.
The statement referring specifically to goblins could not have anything to do with Su Jing, but after Su Jing thought about it for some reason, his expression changed for some reason and he looked at Xiang Liu: "What kind of change do you mean?"
"It's not that kind of thing, but it could still be that kind of thing." Xiang Liu laughed: "But you still have to be careful, just in case it doesn't work."
Su Jing also smiled: "I really didn't dare to think about this." In one sentence, eight words, he still had a normal smile when he spoke, and when he finished speaking, his face was already smiling.
The three corpses were confused by what they were talking about. Akame was irritable and blurted out: "What do you mean, please explain clearly!"
Xiao Xiangliu answered word by word: "Generally, real change is a good life!"
Normally, a change is a life! And it’s not just for practitioners. This is a truth that even ordinary people know. But the truth is easy. How many people in the world can really create a change for themselves?
However, the changes in the goblin's destiny are no longer in this category, and the phantoms and skin-painting skills that Xiao Xiangliu mentioned before are not included.
The three corpses looked at each other, gasping, not to mention the joy in their eyes. With me having another life, they could live more securely.
After a while, the stiffness on Nianhua's face disappeared, and he was filled with joy from the bottom of his heart. He burst into laughter: "Su Qiangqiang!"
No one answered.
The three corpses turned around and looked at Su Qiangqiang. They had already sat cross-legged and sat back on the ground. They firmly grasped the French stick with both hands and went to do some updating and exploration.
Another month passed in a flash, and Su Jing jumped up again, with a happy face. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)