Chapter 272: Treasure Guarding Ghost, Huo Gongjia
"Yes, please help me get the three volumes of [Taiyin Metamorphosis Scroll], [Wusheng Guiyi Sutra], and [Dijun Corpse Transformation Chapter]."
Hearing Shiran's words,
Shugui didn't care about the breath in Shiran's body, and his figure instantly appeared on the bookshelf beside him.
"Little monk, how can you choose randomly? Although you don't need to change your life volume, there are many protective spells suitable for your practice here. Why do you have to choose these three volumes that are of no use to you?
And these three volumes of true scriptures have extraordinary origins, just like the [Pure Yang Heart Sutra] and [Great Brahma Conquering Demons Sutra]. They are all the means used by those major sects to select disciples.
Even if you take them out, you can't sell them at all. You, you are... Waste! Listen to me, choose something else! I recommend it to you, it's definitely suitable for you. "
Looking at the book ghost who was about to rush up and press his head to nod, Shi Ran was moved, but still shook his head slowly,
"Thank you for your kindness, but I have made up my mind and I am disappointed."
"You, you, you, hum, you are so angry, you really are incorrigible!"
The figure reappeared behind the citron, and the book ghost suddenly opened his mouth, and then three jade boxes flew out of it, whizzing straight towards Shi Ran,
"Amitabha, thank you, senior!"
The jade box flew into the monk's robe and disappeared with a flick of his sleeve,
Shi Ran raised his head and bowed to the empty citron, and then slowly withdrew from the Sutra Library.
"Oh, finally finished choosing? By the way, did the old man Shu make things difficult for you?"
Outside the door,
Zhao Anchao joked while looking at Shi Ran with an expectant face.
"Old Zhao, it's time to get the treasure."
"Tsk, boring~"
Not seeing the scene he expected happen, Zhao An curled his lips in boredom, and then walked towards the warehouse not far away with Shi Ran.
Looking back,
Looking at the closed door of the Sutra Library, Shi Ran bowed again and quickened his pace to follow,
"There's nothing I can do. Who told the uncle in the sea of consciousness to offer the highest price for the [Taiyin Sect], [Wusheng Sect], [Dijun Temple], which are obviously not righteous books?
You don't want the good righteous skills, ugh, this is naked discrimination, absolute prejudice!"
………
"You have a stupid head, and the stones in the cesspool are smelly and hard. As expected, I hate dead bald people the most!"
In the Sutra Library, the figure of the citron book ghost reappeared, with his hands behind his back, running back and forth angrily.
………
“Boom~”
The black iron door slowly opened, and then an old ghost dressed in butler’s clothes walked out of it.
“【Treasure Guarding Ghost】: There is a ghost named Bao, who often appears in places where treasure energy gathers. He lives by eating treasure energy, survives by refining treasure nature, and has the ability to feed back and nourish treasures.”
“Hello, sir, hello!”
This old ghost is not as eccentric as the book ghost, and his attitude is very gentle. However, after seeing Shi, the treasure guarding ghost suddenly brightened his eyes and his face flushed.
“This sir!”
“Okay, old ghost, you go and do your work first, we can go in by ourselves.”
However, Zhao Anchao on the side suddenly stepped forward and patted the flushed old ghost on the shoulder, which immediately woke the latter up.
“Yes~”
The moment he bent down, his figure turned into a dazzling treasure energy and disappeared.
"Don't mind it. The old ghost is just like that. He can't even walk when he sees a treasure. But you must have heard of his clan. Although they love treasures very much, they never seize them by force and have no ill intentions."
"Of course I know that. And I have also heard that treasure-guarding ghosts are also favored by treasures, so many cultivators will deliberately look for such ghosts to help them refine treasures."
"Yes, it is because of this so-called "help" that treasure-guarding ghosts are not common nowadays."
Seemingly feeling a little emotional, Zhao An slowly shook his head at the place where the old ghost disappeared,
"Okay, let's go and choose quickly."
He took the lead and walked into the warehouse.
………
"Well, since the old ghost is not here, let me introduce you. If you want a treasure that can protect you and help you escape, I recommend this [Huo Gong Armor]."
Looking in the direction Zhao An pointed,
I saw a black armor tightly wrapped by chains appear in my sight,
"It looks like a flying bird, with two heads and one body, brocade feathers and a red beak, and is the size of a chicken. This is the armor made from the corpse of Huo Gongsun, the spirit of Fuxiang?"
"I didn't expect you to have such knowledge?"
I thought Shi Ran couldn't recognize this treasure, but I didn't expect that even the origin of the so-called Huo Gongsun was clearly told by Shi Ran.
"This [Huo Gong Armor] is a protective magic weapon made by [Baoqi Sect], one of the thirteen sects of the left path. Although it is of a lower grade, a little damaged, and has been used, don't worry, it still has the magic that armor should have.
After wearing it, it can be invulnerable to swords and guns, and the size is as desired. What's more rare is that it can grow a pair of Huo Gong wings, and move as fast as lightning."
It is rusty and covered with traces of swords and guns. Even if you walk closer, Shi Ran can still smell the traces of blood coming from it.
"Cry~"
As if it sensed the approach of a stranger, the armor that was tightly bound by the iron chain suddenly let out a cry.
In the dark, it seemed that a real [Huo Gongsun] appeared in front of him, and it was roaring at him at this moment.
"Buzz buzz buzz~"
But at this moment,
The treasure bottle on Shiran's waist suddenly vibrated violently, and then appeared in front of Shiran out of thin air. With a burst of brilliance, it was about to hit the armor.
"Quiet!"
He stretched out his hand to grab it, and the vase was hung on his waist again, and everything returned to silence.
However, the armor seemed to be frightened by the aura just emitted from the treasure bottle. Black energy quickly surged back into the armor and remained motionless.
"Tsk tsk, your bottle is indeed extraordinary. It seems that you don't like this [Huo Gongjia]."
Zhao Anchao smacked his lips as if thinking of the introduction on the Tianjiao List, with a look of emotion on his face.
The two of them continued to move forward,
However, it seems that after the commotion in the Lotus Vase just now, most of the treasures in this treasure house have become silent, with their treasure energy disappearing and their divine light hidden.
"Haha, the old ghost has been taking good care of these treasures, so most of these treasures have not lost their spirituality. If you come in to choose treasures on weekdays, you only need to see which treasure has a high treasure light and enough treasure energy;
But just now you were a bit too angry, now it's better, you have to rely on your eyesight. "
With a look of gloating on his face, Zhao Anchao walked far away, pulled a box at random and sat down.
"You choose for yourself. There are three pieces. Whether they are good or bad depends entirely on luck."
He stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.
Then he pulled from behind again and pulled out the old ghost who had been hiding behind him.
"Haha, old ghost, you know this place best. You can't give this kid any hints. Come on, come on, sit down, let's just watch the fun."
"Sir, in terms of your familiarity with this place, you are actually no worse than me."
"You are just telling the truth. Come watch the show."
Zhao Anchao rolled his eyes at the old ghost and turned his head happily to look at Sheng Ran walking through the treasure house, his face full of gloating.
"By the way, I forgot to tell you. There are still a lot of scrap metal or treasures with no spirituality in this treasure house. If you pick these treasures, the monks will not tell lies, but you must not lie!"