My disciples have hidden identities

"Sanqing returns to the source qi!"

Chapter 135: Master of Divine Communication Wants to Eliminate Demons!

There is a problem with the Mysterious God Realm.

It's a powerful world that's been around for a long, long time.

But its history is buried in the unknown.

The Great Yan Dynasty was established for more than 1000 years, and the Chaotic Demon Sea has been less than a thousand years old. The oldest known monk has lived for more than [-] years, and the oldest holy place has a history of only a few thousand years.

All these are created by new people, new monks.

But the old man has disappeared with history.

The old suzerain created the Sanqing Jue.

Ji Pingsheng used the Sanqing Jue to fuse the three breaths together, creating a new source of energy.

With the current him, he still can't know what kind of concept this is.

But he knew.

I exploded myself!

Ji Pingsheng looked at the brand new Genesis Qi in front of him, his face showed an unconcealable excitement, and his heart was extremely surging.

"Little baby, come."

Ji Pingsheng spread out his palms, palms facing up, and said in an extremely gentle tone.

Even Qiluo Youkun hadn't enjoyed this kind of tone.

The small amount of silver-gray Genesis Qi heard the call, jumped a few times in mid-air, and landed in Ji Pingsheng's palm.

"Sanqing Guiyuanqi, the name is really nice."

Ji Pingsheng stared intently at the source qi floating in the sky above his palm, and said happily.

The source qi formed by the three-in-one combination of purple qi, spiritual qi, and wood-type spiritual qi is really quite appropriate to call it Sanqing Guiyuan Qi.

"It's amazing, it's amazing!"

Ji Pingsheng fell into an intoxication and couldn't extricate himself from the Sanqing Guiyuan Qi, which was like a beautiful work of art.

Even just looking at it, he could feel a trembling and terrifying energy beating.

Don't look at this little thing, seas and rivers are also formed by the convergence of a drop of water.

He has succeeded once now, and has mastered the ratio of Sanqing Guiyuan Qi. The aura and wood-type aura are endless. As long as there is a supply of purple energy, he can continuously condense the Sanqing Guiyuan Qi.

At this time, he turned his attention to Qi Luo.

"Qi Luo should have accumulated quite a lot of purple energy. They are all from her own family, so it's okay to borrow a little?"

Ji Pingsheng murmured to himself, after he transferred this ray of Sanqing Guiyuan Qi from the Minggong world back into his body, he himself also went out from the Minggong world.

The consciousness separated from the soul returned to the body, Ji Pingsheng felt the body slightly, and he found that when the Sanqing Guiyuan Qi was flowing, all spiritual energy would retreat.

Perhaps this is the noble atmosphere.

Ji Pingsheng got up, and was about to go out to take care of Qi Luo borrowing Ziqi next door, when he heard a knock on the door.

5 minutes before that.

In another room of the yacht.

This is a large private room in which nine monks lived.

It's not that they can't afford a single room, it's just that the single room affects their group activities.

Inside the private room.

Eight monks formed a circle and sat on the ground, chanting scriptures silently with prayer beads in their hands.

Among them, a fat monk is very eye-catching.

Just as Ji Pingsheng's Sanqing Guiyuan Qi was refined, the master Shenjiao surrounded by the eight monks suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a faint Buddha's light in his indifferent eyes.

Master Shenjiao seemed to have sensed something, stopped chanting, and stood up slowly.

"Xia Che."

The fat monk known as Xia Che stared blankly at Master Shenjiao, and asked, "Master, why are you going?"

Master Shenjiao said two words with a flat face.

"Exorcism."

These two words made Xia Che even more confused: "Master, why do you ask me to get rid of demons?"

"I told you to get up and drive, blocking my way out."

"Oh."

The fat monk obediently moved out of the way, looked up at Master Shenjiao and said respectfully: "Master, please."

Master Shenjiao shook his head: "This time you blocked the door."

Fat monk: "..."

Master Shenjiao raised his foot and stepped out of the gate.

And when his footsteps fell, his body had already reached Ji Pingsheng's door.

Looking at Master Shenjiao's footwork, which is within easy reach, the fat monk showed admiration.

Then silently closed the door.

In the room, the fat monk looked down at a circle of monks chanting silently, with a simple and honest smile on his face.

You get rid of your demons, and I get rid of my Buddha.

awesome.

The other side of the yacht.

Master Shenjiao slowly knocked on the door of Ji Pingsheng's room.

Ji Pingsheng opened the door, looked at the light bulb outside the door... no, he was bald, and asked with a puzzled face, "Master, is there something wrong?"

Master Shenjiao looked at Ji Pingsheng calmly, and said, "This benefactor, I am the presiding priest of Heyi Temple in Beizhou. Can I invite this old monk in?"

The word benefactor made Ji Pingsheng feel numb all over his body, his skin was about to rise, and he quickly said, "Master Shenjiao, can you please stop calling me benefactor?"

Although he said so in his mouth, he was secretly startled in his heart.

Where did this old monk come from!

He actually felt a wave of aura from this old monk, he couldn't even feel his breath.

This is nothing more than two situations.

One, this is an ordinary monk Fan.

Two, this is an eminent monk whose realm is far beyond him!

What does it mean for a master monk to come to his room in the middle of the night?

Throw small cards or throw Buddhist scriptures?

Hearing that Ji Pingsheng didn't like the title of benefactor, Master Shenjiao thought about it, and then called out seriously: "This fellow Taoist..."

"Master, please come in, you should call me benefactor!"

Ji Pingsheng interrupted.

He understands a truth, those who come who are not kind will not come.

Although I really want to say good night to this spiritual teacher, but I guess he won't let it go.

Ji Pingsheng was three-point suspicious, and seven-point vigilantly invited Master Shenjiao in.

The two sat opposite each other.

Ji Pingsheng casually took out two jugs of low-quality sake from the Najie and put them in front of him, said with a smile: "Master is coming late at night, I don't have anything to entertain, so let's drink two glasses of wine to warm up."

Master of Divine Communication: "..."

Master Shenjiao looked at the jug in front of him in a daze, he was a little confused about Ji Pingsheng's connection.

From opening the door and asking him to change his name to serving a jug of wine.

He vaguely felt the person in front of him.

It's not that easy to transcend.

Ji Pingsheng didn't care whether the old monk opposite was drinking or not, he blew on the pot himself first.

For some reason, since the night he taught Qi Luo a lesson, he fell in love with drinking.

"Benefactor, can you listen to the old monk."

Master Shenjiao pursed his lips, pierced Ji Pingsheng's face with piercing gaze like an arrow, and said in a calm tone: "Benefactor, I don't know what you think about the magic way."

A master is a master, speaking is direct.

He disdains lying, and the Buddha does not allow him to lie.

"puff!"

Hearing Master Shenjiao's words, Ji Pingsheng's eyes froze, his heart was shocked, he couldn't hold back a sip of wine and spit it out.

It was sprayed on the face of the master of divine communication on the opposite side.

so.

What Ji Pingsheng is best at is interrupting the rhythm of others.

Chapter 136 False: Sit and Talk!

"Sorry sorry, I couldn't hold back!"

Ji Pingsheng hurriedly apologized, quickly took out a clean handkerchief and handed it to Master Shenjiao.

Master Shenjiao was a little skeptical of his life after Ji Pingsheng's sip of wine. It was the first time he was treated like this, and the rhythm of his brain slowed down by half a beat.

If it was someone else, he would have been angry a long time ago.

But Master Shenjiao is an eminent Buddhist monk, how could he be angry because of this?

"nothing."

Master Shenjiao shook his head and rejected Ji Pingsheng's handkerchief, and the dim Buddha light flashed and evaporated the wine stains on his face.

He looked at Ji Pingsheng with a calm smile on his face, and said lightly: "An irritable person is not easy to become a Buddha. This old monk has already passed this stage."

This... this is really a master!

Ji Pingsheng was slightly taken aback. Although he didn't understand, it didn't prevent him from raising his vigilance against this old monk.

If you are not angry, what should you do if you are angry?

"I would like to ask, what is the benefactor's opinion on the way of magic?"

Master Shenjiao saw that Ji Pingsheng chose to ignore his previous words, so he couldn't help asking again, and invited Ji Pingsheng to sit down and discuss.

"Magic way?"

Ji Pingsheng frowned, and said in a deep thought: "I have no contact with the magic way, so it's not easy to express opinions, so keep your attitude."

The word Mo Dao gripped his nerves, making him not know how to speak, so he could only slur his words.

It's not very good to comment...

Attitude reserved...

Master Shenjiao's face froze, is it any different from saying nothing!

Have you ever had contact with the magic way? Didn't you count it?

He came with the mentality of purifying Ji Pingsheng, and he didn't even break Ji Pingsheng's defense after asking.

This made him feel tricky.