Painting of the Nine Immortals

Chapter 1608 Reversing Black and White

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In the hall, the steward had a wonderful expression and was extremely complicated. Please search (pin% book ¥ ¥ network) to see the most complete! fastest updated novel

The most obvious is greed and regret.

He couldn't help but regret it. Although he got 30 million spiritual stones, what was it compared to the lotus pedestal of the Bodhisattva?

It is no exaggeration to say that if he obtains the lotus platform of the Bodhisattva, he can make a request to Mount Sumeru!

You know, even if you look at the entire Big Dipper, Mount Sumeru is a well-deserved giant. It's a favor, the value is immeasurable!

Even if you don't give it to Mount Sumeru, this thing is priceless. Thirty million spirit stones are not even a fraction. If so, how could he not regret it?

"Haha, the Bodhisattva Lotus Platform actually produced such a divine object!"

The young man laughed loudly, except for joy, it was pleasure.

Especially seeing the steward's face full of regret, he felt at ease and hearty.

"Happy, happy."

The young man laughed loudly, and the anger in his heart was swept away. He gave the steward a playful look, and said, "I regret my bowels."

"you!"

The steward was furious, but had nothing to say.

"I thank you a little now. If it wasn't for you being a rascal, I wouldn't have gotten the Bodhisattva Lotus Platform." The young man smiled, full of sarcasm.

This made the steward burn with anger, and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes.

"Thank you for your honor, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have been ashamed today." The young man turned his gaze to Ling Xian, and in addition to admiration, he was also somewhat ashamed.

The admiration was because Ling Xianhui knew the pearl, and the shame was because he did not believe it.

Now, the result came out, and at the same time slapped the steward, it was also equivalent to slapped him.

"You're welcome, I just made this result earlier." Ling Xian smiled lightly, and suddenly frowned, feeling a strong but gentle aura, approaching at extreme speed.

Immediately, his expression froze, and he said, "Put the lotus platform away."

Hearing this, the young man was stunned for a moment, and then he put the lotus platform in the storage bag without saying a word.

The next moment, a Buddha's name sounded, solemn and grand.

"Amitabha."

The Buddha's name resounded, and an old monk with a benevolent face appeared above the hall, with deep and wise eyes, watching the young man closely.

"Can the donor take out the lotus platform and let the poor monk take a look?"

Hearing this, the young man hesitated and looked at Ling Xian subconsciously.

"It's okay, take it out, this eminent monk has no malice."

Ling Xian waved his hand, this person's eyes are clear, his breath is gentle, and he obviously has no malice.

Even if there is, he can stop it.

"Okay." The young man nodded and took out the Bodhisattva lotus platform.

Immediately, the Buddha's voice swirled around his ears, and the golden light filled the air, making the old monk smile.

"Amitabha, really is the lotus pedestal of the Bodhisattva."

The old monk folded his hands together and said, "I come from Mount Sumeru, and my name is Zhikong. I wonder if the donor would like to give me the lotus pedestal?"

"This..." The young man frowned, he had naturally heard the name of Mount Sumeru, and it was only stronger or weaker than the Extreme Yang Sect.

Therefore, he was a little hesitant.

"Master Zhikong, do you want to forcibly ask for it?" Ling Xian smiled lightly and said, "This move will probably discredit Mount Sumeru."

"It's the poor monk who forgot to say it."

Zhikong smiled gently, turned his eyes to the young man, and said, "The donor can make two conditions. As long as it does not violate the principle, I can agree."

Hearing this, the young man breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Ling Xian, revealing the meaning of asking.

"Promise Master, although the lotus pedestal of the Bodhisattva is good, it is of no use to you."

Ling Xian smiled lightly and said, "It's better to give the lotus platform to the master in exchange for what you need."

"What the benefactor said is very true."

Zhikong folded his hands together and said warmly, "I passed by this place, and I happened to meet a Bodhisattva's lotus platform. This is the fate of the Buddha, so please ask the donor to make a condition."

"This..." The young man hesitated for a moment and said, "I heard that Mount Sumeru has an elixir, which can wash the sutras and cut the marrow, so that the soul can be reborn, Master would you like to give me one?"

"This matter does not violate the principle,

Naturally. "

Zhikong took out a golden elixir and handed it to the young man.

This made the young man excited, his aptitude was not good, and cultivation to the fifth realm was already the limit. And if you take this pill, then there is the possibility of becoming a seventh-level monk.

As a result, it naturally made him excited.

"What about the second condition?" Zhikong said warmly.

"The second condition, let him mention it." The young man looked at Ling Xian with gratitude in his eyes.

This warmed Ling Xian's heart, and he felt a little more favorable towards this person, but he did not intend to make any conditions.

He made a move, but he couldn't stand the arrogant appearance of being in charge, not to gain benefits.

Therefore, Ling Xian waved his hand and said, "Come on, I don't need anything."

"But I don't know what I want." The young man smiled bitterly.

"Then let Xumi Shan owe you a favor, and I will mention it later when I need it."

Ling Xian smiled lightly and said, "Master Zhikong, this request is not too much."

"Naturally, but the premise is that the principle cannot be violated." Master Zhikong said softly.

"Then it's settled, Mount Xumi, I owe him a favor." Ling Xian smiled lightly, making the decision for the young man.

In this regard, the youth have no objection.

Immediately, he was ready to hand over the Bodhisattva lotus platform to the monk Zhikong.

But at this moment, the steward suddenly spoke up.

"Wait, Master Zhikong, the Bodhisattva lotus pedestal is mine."

Hearing this, Master Zhikong frowned, the young man was furious, and Ling Xian shook his head and laughed.

How shameless do you have to be to say such a thing? It's disgusting.

"Fart! You still have no shame, when did the Bodhisattva lotus stand become yours?" The young man was burning with anger.

"Why not mine? I agree to your return request."

The steward sneered, threw 30 million spirit stones to the young man, and said, "Take it, and then roll as far as you want."

Hearing this, the young man was trembling with anger, wishing he could smash this man to pieces!

When the lotus platform is not out, this person is a rogue, and when the lotus platform is in the world, he turns black and white. How hateful is this?

"It's shameless."

Ling Xian let out a laugh, and seeing that Master Zhikong was puzzled, he told the whole story.

"Amitabha."

Master Zhikong sang the Buddha's name, looked at the steward and said, "Donor, you are going too far."

"Master, don't listen to their nonsense."

The steward was in no hurry and said, "I am the steward of the Extreme Yang Sect, how can I confuse black and white?"

"It's here again, apart from moving out of the Extreme Yang Sect to bluff people, can you do anything else?"

Ling Xian was speechless, facing such a shameless person, he was too lazy to say a word.

"Donor, do you think my poor monk is a fool?"

"Or, do you think that with the support of the Extreme Yang Sect, you can be lawless and turn black and white?"

Master Zhikong's expression was calm, although there was no coldness, but his smile was no longer, and he was no longer gentle.

He stared at the steward and said, "If you really agree to return it, how can this donor open the strange stone?"

"Master, this is my Extreme Yang Sect and him."

The steward frowned and emphasized the words 'Extreme Yang Sect', even if it wasn't a threat, it was meant to be a warning.

This made Ling Xian not even know what to say. A mere fifth-level manager dared to warn the seventh-level powerhouse of Mount Sumeru. How stupid is this?

"You are really courting death."

Ling Xian's expression became cold, and then he spoke domineeringly, shocking the audience.

"The one hiding in the dark, if you don't come out again, I will demolish this place!"

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