The entire sect is unlucky, the little junior sisters of Koi come ashore

Chapter 317: Daocheng is here to find people, but also to kill people.

Rong Yi picked most of the thousand-year-old bodhi seeds, about fifty in total, which made the novice monk who was passing by twitch with heartache.

But those who are destined to get this thing have no right to stop it. If the Bodhi tree is not willing, then no matter how high the cultivation level is, people will not be able to take it away.

This donor must have a predestined relationship with the Buddha to make the Bodhi tree like him so much.

Rong Yi took out a pot of top-grade spiritual spring water, put a drop of ten thousand years of spiritual milk in it, and poured it into the Bodhi tree.

The branches on the bodhi tree trunk moved without any wind. Jingyuan looked at her and felt a little touched in his heart.

He has lived here for a long time, more than a hundred years. There are many monks and ordinary people who come here to seek Bodhisattva, but only very few can obtain it.

But no one has ever thought that after pouring a bowl of water on this tree, she would only take out everything and give something precious back.

After Rong Yi finished pouring, he patted the big tree and curved his mouth: "Do you want to come with me? We will have spiritual spring water to drink from now on."

Monk Jingyuan:...

Well, what was I just thinking?

The Bodhi tree branch stopped swinging and wanted to walk away, but it liked to listen to Buddhist scriptures. As a Taoist, this woman could not read Buddhist scriptures to it.

But the Lingquan water is delicious, what should I do? so tangled!

Rong noticed that it stopped swinging and thought it was unwilling, but he didn't force it and withdrew his hand with a bit of regret.

"Yuanyuan, do you really plan to stay here to practice?"

Monk Jingyuan shook his head: "When you come, I will leave with you. My fate with this place is almost over."

Rong Yi raised her eyebrows, she suspected that this guy just wanted to follow her around to collect merit.

But Rong Yi wanted to go find Feng Kuang. The monk she met in Donghai Continent told him about his situation. Unfortunately, she left Donghai Continent too quickly and failed to meet anyone.

I always miss this good friend who has been in the spirit world for so long and has not heard much about him.

After eating a delicious vegetarian meal in the temple, Rong Yi and the others were about to go down the mountain. Before leaving, they didn't give up and asked about the Bodhi tree again.

"Are you really not going to follow me? I have a lot of merit, and I also have a lot of spiritual spring water."

Bodhi tree:…

What should I do if I'm so excited? Otherwise, I'll cut down the biggest branches and plant them for her?

So the largest branch of the huge Bodhi tree broke. The branch that took at least a thousand years to grow was just broken.

Everyone was shocked, and some ignorant little novices burst into tears.

Rong Yi blinked and looked at the branch, and a root magically sprouted from the broken spot.

"Take it with you and treat me as if I'm leaving with you."

A voice came into Rong Yi's sea of consciousness. Rong Yi's brows and eyes crinkled, and he stepped forward to collect the big tree trunk.

"Thanks, bye!"

"goodbye!"

The Bodhi tree's voice sounded a little reluctant.

But Rong Yi was very happy. It was not bad for thousands of years, but it was good for thousands of years. He quickly planted the separated bodhi tree in the soul space.

And the tree began to grow crazily. While absorbing the spiritual energy, it was nourished by the flowing river of merit in the sea of consciousness and became denser and denser. In just a short time, it produced hundreds of small Bodhi seeds.

Rong Yi smiled and rolled her eyes. This bodhi seed that has absorbed her merits will be of great use to her when it matures and the monk will carve scriptures on it and consecrate it.

The purpose of this trip was achieved, exceeding his expectations. Rong Yi was very happy to leave the mortal world with them.

The group of four became a group of five, but there didn't seem to be much difference.

At night they arrived at Daocheng, a large-scale immortal city under the jurisdiction of Qixingyuan.

Not to mention that she was brave enough to post a reward for the Grand Ancestor of Qixingyuan, but she also dared to appear in the great city of cultivating immortals in Qixingyuan.

She still understood the principle of not being too high-profile as a person. She changed her name and changed her appearance. This was true for several people, except the monk.

"Little junior sister, there are so many places to go, what are we doing here?"

This Qixingyuan is the most difficult to get along with in the Spirit Realm Continent. Look, even the entrance fee is half as expensive as others.

Qi Wan was more attentive and saw Rong Yi constantly using the Spiritual Immortal Token along the way, guessing that she must have come here because of something.

"Come to find people, and also to kill people."

"Amitabha, who do you want to find? Who do you want to kill?"

Monk Jingyuan was very curious. He had never seen Rong Yi take the initiative to make a grudge against anyone. It was the first time he saw her taking the initiative to seek revenge, which was a bit exciting.

Dongfang Xu and Qi Wan were also surprised. Their eyes fell on Rong Yi, waiting for her to speak.

Now they were in a famous restaurant in Daocheng. They were still sitting on the second floor near the street. There were big windows next to them. Looking down, they could see a lively market, with monks setting up stalls and people coming and going.

Psychic fairy order popular science, sit in this restaurant for a day, you can get all kinds of gossip in the surrounding area.

As big as which big shot in the fairy world the city lord received today, which genius from the Seven Stars Academy has improved his cultivation level, as small as how many strange monks have come to the city today, and which loose cultivator has hunted something good in the mountains outside.

All in all, if you want to find someone to come here to listen to the news, you might be able to get what you want to know.

Feng Kuang was an unknown person among casual cultivators. Rong Yi searched the Psychic Immortal Order for a long time and finally found some information.

The west side of Daocheng is a gathering place for some casual cultivators. They rely on Daocheng to survive, pay rent, and take on various tasks in the central square of Daocheng to earn cultivation resources.

There is no alliance of casual cultivators in the spiritual world, or it may be said that there is but it is not a force, and it is almost impossible to truly form a force. Therefore, almost all casual cultivators are like this, relying on various forces to survive.

There is a relatively famous casual cultivator in the west of the city, named Feng Kuang. There is information about him in the Psychic Immortal Order because he killed an evil beast years ago and saved the daughter of the city lord of Daocheng from the evil beast's mouth. Daughter.

Therefore, in Daocheng, it was in the limelight for a while, but it was just such a piece of news, and then nothing happened.

This was to find someone, and there was another murder, so Rong Yi kept it secret for the time being and did not tell them.

It made them itchy and wanted to know this.

"So you are here to see Brother Feng. Do you want him to join the Tianheng Sect?"

Monk Jingyuan expressed Rong Yi's thoughts in one word.

Rong Yi nodded: "But he always likes freedom. He has never come to see us in so many years. I don't know if he will be happy."

Monk Jingyuan turned his prayer beads, and the Buddha light flowing above them flickered slightly. He also saw something in his pupils that others could not see.

Rong Yi seemed to feel something. She raised her head and looked at him, raising her eyebrows slightly.

"Yuanyuan, what did you figure out? What did you see?"

Jingyuan's heart skipped a beat, well, he was discovered again!

"It's a fog, it's a fog. There must be a reason why Brother Feng hasn't found us for so many years. Let's ask him carefully when he sees us.

Wei Chi, over the years, I always ask the poor monk if he has met him. It seems that he has been avoiding us. "

Rong Yi naturally felt strange: "Well, sit here for a while, and then we will go directly to the door to ask for details."

There was a cry of hawking coming from downstairs. Rong Yi took a look and saw a low-level monk carrying a basket on his back, with bursts of jujube aroma exuding from it.

"Daocheng Lingzao Cake, Lingzao Minle."

The Lingzao in this city is also a famous delicacy in the spiritual world, and Rong Yi thought that Hammer and the other foodies would definitely like it.

He turned to look at his little apprentice with a smile on his face.

"Xiao Qing'er, Master wants to eat."

In the past, serious masters all called Xiaoqing, but now informal masters call them Xiaoqing'er just like uncle and uncle.

Yan Qing has begun to get used to it in the past two days, and is used to the master's irregularity.

"Okay, I'll buy it."

She quickly went downstairs, Qi Wan and Dongfang Xu looked at her speechlessly.

"Rong Yi, which master is like you, always acting coquettishly with his disciples? Can you please save some face!"

Rong Yi glared at her: "Qi Wan, your guy brings you lots of food every time you go out. Don't think I don't know."

Qi Wan:......

She shouted to Yan Qing who was already buying jujube cakes downstairs.

"Xiao Qing'er, buy more, my uncle wants to eat too!"

Rong Yi:......