The First Thousand Seven Hundred and Fifty-Six Chapters Are Even Deceived

? The words have reached his mouth, but something is choked in his throat, and he can't say anything.

Xiao Nan was not surprised, coughed a few times, still speechless.

He was taken aback and thought to himself.

Could it be that he was inattentive that day and was banned by the Buddha.

Xiaonan has no desire to cry, no tears, Buddha son, Buddha son, you are too sinister.

It's not the first time that Zitangsu has done this kind of ban on others.

Earlier, Hong Mingyue had intention to harm Ye Lingyue, and Zitangsu placed a ban on her, which caused Hong Mingyue to suffer unbearably whenever she wanted to harm Ye Lingyue.

Compared with Hong Mingyue's ignorance, being Ye Lingyue's scapegoat, the monk Xiao Nanwu is already extremely lucky.

Besides, Zitangsu found that the ban was very useful, and he was familiar with it once and twice. If he wanted to let Ye Lingyue reach his current situation, he would say it himself, so why use the mouth of others.

Ye Lingyue saw that the monk Xiao Nanwu blushed and hesitated, unable to say why for a long time, and thought it was a bit funny.

"Forget it, even I can't find the whereabouts of Master Zi, not to mention you are a monk who doesn't care about the world. Whatever you want to ask me, even if you say it, don't use my Master Zi as an excuse. But then again, I'll answer it for you. Zen machine is fine, but if I figure it out, you have to pay me."

Ye Lingyue had a businesslike tone.

"Cough cough, monks don't lie, Shizhu Ye, it's not that I want to deceive you, but I can't help myself. This is the Zen machine. I also ask Shizhu Ye to take a look."

Xiao Nanwu said, and took out a piece of paper.

That day, after Xiao Nanwu got the reminder from Zitangsu, he copied the sentence down.

Entering the eyes, it is a neat line of small seal characters: a tree is not a tree, and a leaf cannot obstruct the eye.

Ye Lingyue didn't know what it meant.

She shook her head helplessly.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Nanwu, I don't know what this sentence means."

Even Ye Lingyue doesn't know,

Xiao Nanwu scratched his head and came up with a compromise.

"Donor Ye really can't think of it, so there is no way, but I also ask you to discuss with me. From the Holy Spring Temple, I want to enter the Ninth Abyss with you, to find the whereabouts of Jiuzhongyujingliu. "

Xiao Nanwu said so, Ye Lingyue became vigilant.

"Well, you little monk Nanwu, after all that, you actually want to snatch Yujingliu with me. Other things are okay, but I can't give you Yujingliu, but I promised Guan Lao, I must Go back with Yujingliu and refine it back to the Spring Talisman."

Not only that, but Ye Lingyue also uses Jiuzhongyujingliu's soul planting to awaken the mysterious imprint in her body. Naturally, she cannot share it with others. Of course, Ye Lingyue will not tell Xiao Nanwu about this.

"Don't get me wrong, Donor Ye, Nan Wu is not trying to win Yujing Willow, the line of Shengquan Temple only wants the nectar of the poplar branches of Yujing Willow. I don't want much, just ten drops."

Monk Xiao Nanwu thought that ten drops of Yangzhi nectar should be enough for the Buddha to regain his divine power as soon as possible.

Fearing that Ye Lingyue would refuse, the little monk Nanwu patiently explained to Ye Lingyue that the nectar of Yangzhi was the dew condensed by the nine-fold jade pure willow after absorbing the essence of heaven and earth.

"If it's just dew, for you..."

Ye Lingyue breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to agree, when she suddenly became witty, and the conversation changed again.

"Ten drops of Yangzhi nectar are very precious, and I can't give it to you for nothing. If you really want it, you might as well exchange it with a ghost bone hand."

Ye Lingyue's face was not blushing and her heart was not beating, and she offered her own conditions.

The ghost bone hand in the shrine is the upper limb bone of Yuan Shenzun. It originally belonged to the treasures of heaven and earth. The monks of Shengquan Temple have recited sutras to save it.

Thinking that the upper limb bones are still in the hands of monk Xiao Nanwu, Ye Lingyue has long been thinking about it, but she just doesn't know how to ask for it.

Monk Xiao Nanwu asked for ten drops of Yangzhi nectar, but he gave Ye Lingyue an excuse.

Ye Lingyue also saw that the monks of Shengquan Temple had no interest in collecting god bones at all when they got up.

Hearing what Ye Lingyue said, there was a bit of pain on the pink and tender face of Monk Xiao Nanwu.

"Master Ye, you can't change other conditions? Shengquan Temple has many Buddhist magical powers, such as the compassion mantra, which can dispel distracting thoughts, purify the mind, and increase your Buddha nature..."

The implication is that he wants to teach Ye Lingyue the Compassion Mantra.

Unexpectedly, Ye Lingyue didn't appreciate it at all, so she laughed dryly.

Looking at Xiao Nanwu's appearance, could it be that there is something mysterious about that ghost bone hand, Xiao Nan Wu Yue refused to give it, and Ye Lingyue wanted it more.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Nanwu, I want that ghost bone hand. If you don't give it, I won't talk about ten drops of Yangzhi nectar."

If it wasn't for Xiao Nanwu's cultivation, he would be bleeding from Ye Lingyue's qi at this moment.

"Wait a minute, the god bone can be given to you, but the promise of ten drops of poplar nectar must be abided by Lord Ye."

Only then did the monk Xiao Nanwu take out a box, which contained the upper limb bones that Ye Lingyue had coveted for a long time.

"Hey, what's up there?"

Ye Lingyue opened the box and saw that the Ghost Bone Hand was completely different from the previous one.

The ghost bone hand from earlier was full of evil spirits. After the supernatural chanting, the hostile spirit on the ghost bone hand disappeared, replaced by lines of incantations.

The upper limb bones looked ivory white, and the incantations were golden, and the incantations were still alive, constantly flowing on the bones like a trickle.

Ye Lingyue's fingers just touched the upper limb bone.

Just as soon as I touched it, I felt a clear stream penetrated into my hand.

A pair of divine bones turned into two glazes of light and penetrated into Ye Lingyue's arm.

A line of words suddenly appeared in Ye Lingyue's mind.

"Buddha's magical power, the magic hand."

It turned out that this precious bone hand passed the chanting of many eminent monks of Shengquan Temple, including the monk Xiao Nanwu, and the incantation had already entered the bones.

Originally full of evil spirits, the Guigu Hand was transformed into a high-grade Buddhist artifact, which contained a Buddhist magical power called the Demon Sealing Hand.

This magic hand seems to be inconspicuous, but when facing the enemy, it can contain the opponent's divine power. Taking a magical power as an example, the magic hand can greatly reduce the power of a great magical power and drop it into a small magical power.

The higher the cultivation base, the stronger the magical powers that can be contained.

Unintentionally, the monk Xiao Nanwu refined the Demon Sealing Hand. He originally wanted to bring it back to Shengquan Temple as the treasure of the temple's guardian. However, Ye Lingyue was fulfilled by chance.

"Amitabha, there is a certain number in the dark."

Xiao Nanwu let out a long sigh.