Chapter 426 The So-Called Big Thief

Chapter 426: The So-Called Thief (The second update is here!)

His spiritual consciousness rushed back and forth in the Buddhist hall, and Wu Qi quickly exchanged opinions with Lao Ai.

"What are you pretending to be? Don't forget, this old monk is your benefactor." Wu Qi rolled his eyes at Lao Ai.

"I am used to being surrounded by fine clothes and food. Now that I am in such a state of decline, the Juyang Divine Sect has been eradicated. I will not recruit more disciples. I am not used to it. As for this old monk, with my guidance, He will at least be able to attain Arhat status and fruition in the future, which will be an advantage for him." Lao Ai, the Dharma minister, held his flowers and smiled solemnly.

"Don't mess around. They are serious monks. Don't make them become members of the Juyang God Sect." Wu Qi glared at Lao Ai again.

"Don't worry, there is kindness to repay, and there is hatred to take revenge. Lao Ai has always been aware of grudges and grudges since he was a child." He gave Wu Qi a disapproving look, and Lao Ai stretched out his hand and pressed it on the head of the old monk Zang Xin: "You and I are destined, today When you come to my door, you are the second largest disciple of my master. Use your skills, concentrate your mind, and teach you the techniques of enlightenment to help you condense the first relic lotus."

He saw the Buddha's light flashing around Lai Ai, and a stream of heat from his palm rushed straight into the old monk Zangxin Tianling. The old monk laughed happily and sat cross-legged on the ground. A crack opened between his eyebrows, a thin white light flashed, and a white and radiant relic about the size of a thumb shot out. Within the relic, there were faintly visible Buddha seals with ten thousand characters and lotus flowers flickering, and a soft and pure Buddhist power spread around. Wu Qi couldn't help but feel calm and his spirit became clear and condensed.

Lao Ai recited the incantation in a low voice, changing the fingerprints on her hands, and continuously injected her huge essence into the body of the old monk Zang Xin. A white air surged up from the center of the old monk Zangxin's eyebrows, gradually turning into a dense lotus-shaped mist.

Buddhist monks do not cultivate golden elixirs, do not form Yuanying, and do not transform Yuanshen. All their cultivation is on that relic. The relic is the collection of all the spiritual energy of Buddhist monks. The formation of relics is equivalent to the realm of Taoist golden elixir; after the relics, once they can be transformed into the first lotus platform under the relics, it is the cultivation of Nascent Soul, the formation of the second lotus is the realm of Yuanshen, and the achievement of the third lotus , three lotuses surrounded by relics have survived the catastrophe, and they are the immortal and immortal golden Arhat.

After arriving at the golden body of Arhat, the three lotuses that were impregnated with energy and spirit gradually merged into one, and finally turned into a physical third-level lotus platform. Those who can sit on the lotus platform are the fruits of Bodhisattva's merits, and that is the strength of the Taoist Golden Immortal. The number of grades of the lotus platform gradually increases with the growth of cultivation, from the third grade to the ninth grade. Once the ninth grade golden lotus platform is achieved, it will reach the status of Buddha, which is equivalent to the strength of the Taiyi Golden Immortal of Taoism.

Lao Ai used her own essence to help the old monk Zangxin condense the first relic lotus, in order to help the old monk Zangxin break through the realm of Yuanying.

Huge amounts of essence were continuously injected into the body of the old monk Zangxin. The old monk was covered in sweat, and his body was already emitting a strong golden light.

His Buddhist Vajra Indestructible Body technique is making rapid progress, but his realm has yet to achieve a breakthrough. A stubborn threshold stood in front of the old monk. He exhausted all his Buddhist practices to cooperate with Lao Ai's energy input, but he could not break through the mental barrier.

Lao Ai's forehead was also dripping with cold sweat. There was a price to be paid for pretending to be a ghost. He has not recovered from his serious injury. Now, in order to conquer the old monk Zangxin, he pretends to be a Bodhisattva and recruits him as a disciple. He barely outputs a little energy to help the old monk Zangxin break through the realm. He originally thought that the old monk Zangxin is close to the peak of the golden elixir. , it is easy to form the first lotus platform, but who knows that I am holding back here.

The most important thing for Buddhist monks is to cultivate their mental state. If there are no mental obstacles, an ordinary old monk can become a Buddha instantly in one day. If the mental obstacles are too heavy, a hundred lifetimes of reincarnation will be the cultivation of just one relic. The old monk Zang Xin didn't know what was in his heart. He suppressed it until his face turned purple, and Lao Ai trembled all over. The first relic lotus was still just a faint cloud and smoke, unable to form a solid body.

Wu Qi frowned, rolled his eyes, and suddenly walked up to the old monk Zang Xin, roared like a lion with all his strength, "Who are you sorry for?"

The old monk Zangxin was in a state where he wanted to break through but couldn't, and his whole spirit was in a trance. Hearing Wu Qi's roar, the old monk instinctively shouted: "Old monk has sorry for too many people. He has been entangled in reincarnation for thirty lifetimes, with his wife and parents, and countless grievances. How can the old monk just abandon him?"

Wu Qi slapped the old monk Zang Xin firmly on the face, and he cursed: "Idiot, no wonder you chose a dharma title because you are hiding your heart from your mother, who has been reincarnated in your thirties. Dig your heart out, take it out, and put it in the sun to wash away the things of the past life, the things of the past life, the things of the world of mortals, the world of mortals. You have jumped out of that dirty world, why are you still hiding a dirty heart?"

Wu Qi was slapped with a series of slaps, until old monk Zang Xin's face exploded with blood dripping all over his face. Wu Qi shouted loudly: "Wake up and let go of your hidden heart. The entanglements and grievances in the past life. When you reach the status of Bodhisattva, you will find their reincarnation. Repay kindness with kindness and revenge with hatred." , Why are you so entangled here?"

The eyes of the old monk Zangxin suddenly lit up, and two white lights shot out far away.

Wu Qi used up all his energy and spirit, and turned into a loud sound like a bell, which struck into the heart of the old monk Zang Xin: "If you don't become a Buddha, how can you cross people? The Clay Bodhisattva is crossing the river, and you can't protect yourself. You are here In the world of mortals, even a small Zen monastery cannot be saved. Who can you save? Who can you help?"

Lao Ai rolled her eyes and nodded with understanding.

The old monk Zangxin suddenly shouted a Buddha's name, and his body suddenly ignited without fire. Colorful flames burned around his body, emitting a strong scent of sandalwood. After his old and withered body was burned by the flames, he suddenly became golden, tall and strong, as if he was already a young and strong monk. A white light hovered above his head, and two white lotus flowers, like those just picked from the pond, were fluttering in the wind above his head.

The old monk's relic suddenly expanded in size and floated lightly between the two white lotuses. The relics emit bright light to illuminate the two white lotuses, while the lotus sprays out mist to nourish the relics. The two complement each other, and there is a vague meaning of the endless interdependence and destruction of the two rituals of Tai Chi. A ray of white light erupted from the fierce relic, and another white lotus gradually condensed with white light. It was only a hair away from condensing into a solid body.

"Wonderful, wonderful." Wu Qi clasped his hands and smiled at the old monk: "Master is now only one step away from the golden Arhat. In an instant, he has enlightenment and becomes an immortal golden Arhat. Congratulations, master. Congratulations, master."

The old monk Zangxin looked up to the sky and screamed in joy. He stood up slowly and walked three times around Lao Ai who was sitting cross-legged. After bowing respectfully to Lao Ai, he put his hands together and thanked Wu Qi: "Thank you Taoist friend for your enlightenment. This is a blow to the head." Doing the lion's roar will benefit the old monk immensely. Taoist friends with such understanding should be destined to be associated with my Buddhism."

Wu Qi, who was originally smiling, suddenly changed his face. He stared at the old monk Zang Xin and snorted coldly: "Your family is related to Buddhism." Waving his hand, Wu Qi sneered: "Don't thank me, you Thank the others. If I enlighten you, the person who plagiarized it from someone else is destined to be a Buddhist, and his whole family is destined to be a Buddhist."

With a flick of his sleeves, Wu Qi strode towards Master Sanle and his group who fell to the ground. With a casual grab, he snatched the storage ring from Master Sanle's hand. Wu Qi couldn't help but frown as his consciousness glanced inside the ring. Is this still the new city lord of He'an City? Why is it so shabby? In such a large storage ring, there are three high-grade spiritual stones, a dozen high-grade spiritual stones, and hundreds of low-grade spiritual stones. Isn't this too poor?

On the contrary, there were several bottles of messy pills in the ring, dozens of good-quality talismans, and three high-grade magic weapon-level flying swords. These things were somewhat valuable. But added up, the total assets in Master Sanle's hands are probably worth three to five million low-grade spiritual stones. Fortunately, he is still the dignified lord of the city, and fortunately he is still a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

After carefully remodeling Master Sanle's body, Wu Qi plundered all the valuables on him, including a belt made of Hanshi silk, then kicked Master Sanle aside with one kick, and ran towards him again. Taoist Huo Ya.

Seeing that Wu Qi had wiped out Master Sanle with such professionalism, Lao Ai finally realized what he was doing. He screamed like a rooster with its neck strangled: "Disciple!"

The old monk Zangxin put his hands together respectfully and asked, "Master, what do you want me to do here, disciple?"

As soon as the blood madman heard Lao Ai's cry, he rushed towards Taoist Huo Yao with a howl like a hungry wolf. At the moment when he was ahead of Wu Qi, the blood madman threw himself on Taoist Huo Ya. His hands were groping Taoist Huo Ya's body, as if a pervert had seen a beautiful woman. The posture was indescribably ambiguous.

Unfortunately, professionals are professionals. Madman Xue pressed and touched Taoist Huo Ya, and finally took out a few red talismans, but Wu Qi casually rolled one on Taoist Huo Ya, and wrapped a large silk hand with his hand. , invisible energy has rolled over the two storage bracelets on Taoist Huo Yao's wrist. His consciousness glanced into the bracelet, and Wu Qi burst out laughing with joy.

Taoist Huo Ya was quite rich. Although he didn't have many spiritual stones, he had enough spiritual talismans, spiritual elixirs, sets of magic weapons and formation flags, fire-attribute elixirs and minerals to fill three large rooms. Wu Qi exclaimed in surprise, "That's right. The aura of Pangu Continent is much richer than that of the Outer World, and its products are also extremely rich. You should have such a fortune to be serious."

Lao Ai watched with hot eyes, and he hurriedly blasted over with a spiritual thought: "Don't beg, don't go too far, the rules of the world are half the time when you meet."

Wu Qi was stunned for a moment, then he turned around and nodded to Lao Ai with a grin: "Halfway through the meeting, we stripped these guys naked, and we will occupy He'an City later. Hey, go to He'an City first, and It’s up to us to heal our wounds.”

Lao Ai was horrified: "Occupying He'an City? The Min family has the support of the Celestial Immortals. Now, how can we have the strength to deal with the Celestial Immortals?"

Wu Qi waved his hands disapprovingly, and said calmly: "Believe me, hey, blood maniac, come on, take off this guy's pants, he actually hid the storage bag in his crotch, what kind of shameful thing is there? ?”

In the Buddhist hall, clothes were flying, and dozens of monks accompanied by Master Sanle and Taoist Huoya were stripped naked.

Just when Wu Qi was happily looting these unfortunates, a hurried voice suddenly came from outside the valley:

"Ancestor, please return to the city quickly. There are bald donkeys from Kinkakuji Temple blocking the city gate."

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