Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

But when these words fell into the ears of Li Canghai, Li Nanxi and Jin Nansong, they felt nervous and looked at each other, with obvious panic in their eyes.

As for Bai Xifeng, he sneered at the side.

"Your senior brother... could it be a holy monk who saves the world...!"

Jin Nansong frowned and stared at Bai Chen and asked tentatively.

But before the other party could reply, a steady voice of chanting Buddha's name suddenly came from the bottom of the mountain.

"Amitabha, I am invited by my junior brother to come here, sorry to bother you!"

The voice was neither fast nor slow, as if it contained a sense of emptiness, which made people feel calm and natural when they heard it, but the voice was far and near, very penetrating, as if all living beings in the world could hear it.

But when these words fell, Li Canghai, Jin Nansong and Li Nanxi's faces changed again, and they hurriedly turned their heads to look at the mountain behind.

Among them, Jin Nansong had a bitter look on his face, his eyes kept shaking, and no one knew what he was thinking.

As for Bai Chenjin and his nephew, their eyes lit up after hearing the words, and they turned their heads happily to look.

At this moment, a man slowly walked up from the mountain.

This was a young monk wearing a cassock and holding a scepter. He was white and clean, with no wrinkles on his face, but he was extremely handsome. He looked like a young man in his early twenties.

However, if you look closely, you will find that this man's eyes are full of vicissitudes, and he looks compassionate, which is very different from his appearance.

But what is surprising is that on this monk's shiny bald head, there are actually twelve scars, the most common. You know, people who can reach twelve scars represent the highest level of cultivation and the highest generation. Even a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul generally only has nine scars.

In this way, this person's identity must be extraordinary.

The monk was seen walking with his left palm erected in front of his chest, and the golden scepter in his right hand was rhythmically tapping the ground as he walked step by step, as if the heart of the person was beating with the rhythm. Although he seemed to be walking slowly, he came to the front in a few steps, then stopped and gave a Buddhist salute to several people.

However, at this time, Li Canghai, Li Nanxi, and Jin Nansong turned pale, as if they had forgotten to return the salute, and just stared at this person without saying a word.

And Jin Nansong involuntarily took a few steps back, looking very daunted.

It's no wonder that he was like this, because he was very familiar with this monk. You know, the other party is one of the four major Buddhist sects in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and one of the only two holy monks in Jinguang Temple.

Although this person has just been promoted to the late Nascent Soul stage for more than a hundred years, and his strength is far inferior to that of Bai Chenjin's master, the abbot monk, his own strength should not be underestimated. It is said that when this monk was still in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, he fought hard with a great monk. Although he was defeated and retreated in the end, he was not seriously injured. Such a record was a sensation in the Eastern Jin region at that time. It is hard to imagine how terrifying this person's strength has reached now.

However, since this monk was promoted to a great monk, he has not heard of fighting with others. No one knows how strong he is now, but it must be extraordinary.

Jin Nansong looked at this person and secretly complained in his heart. If he had known this, he would not have come. In this case, he did not think he could still grab the treasure.

But he didn't understand why Bai Chenjin didn't call his master, but called this person instead, since he was looking for help. This is really unreasonable! If it was his master who came this time, there would be no need to fight for it, and the relic could be given directly to Bai Chenjin.

Of course, even if this person came, he might not be qualified to fight for it.

But fortunately, it is said that this person has a kind personality and generally will not hurt others at will, so he can still try to fight for the treasure next time.

"Brother, you have worked hard this time!"

At this time, Bai Chenjin glanced at a few people with pride, and then gave a Buddhist salute to the monk.

And Bai Xifeng looked respectful, and hurriedly bowed with his fists.

It can be seen that the two people's way of saluting is different, and it is obvious that Bai Chenjin is still following the Buddhist etiquette.

"It's okay, it just happens that I have nothing to do recently, so I came out to travel."

The young monk smiled kindly, his voice soft and pleasant.

"That's good, so Junior Brother will not feel guilty. To be honest with you, if my master is not in seclusion, I am ready to trouble my master this time!"

Bai Chenjin smiled and nodded, and then said with a turn of his eyes.

It is not difficult to see that he said this in order to ask this senior brother to help convey it to the master after he returned. After all, his original intention was not here. It was only one-sided to say that he could not be disturbed in seclusion. The real thought was that he was afraid that the master would come and rob his treasure. Because he knew the character of his master and this senior brother very well. When he sent the message, he only promised to give this senior brother a copy of the Prajna Heart Sutra, and the other party readily agreed. If it was his master, it would probably not be so simple.

As for why he asked for help without telling Li Canghai, there is no need to explain more. When he agreed to the other party, it was just a stopgap measure. How could he really share the treasure with the other party?

"Well! Senior brother will be in seclusion for a long time this time, and he will not come out in a short time. Junior brother's not disturbing him is also a filial piety. I will convey the message back."

The young monk said with a smile. It seems that although this person is honest and kind, he is also a smart person. He immediately heard the meaning of Bai Chenjin's words.

However, he called the other master "senior brother", and the two of them called each other "senior brothers", which was quite interesting. According to seniority, this situation should not happen.

"Uh...! Haha, thank you very much, senior brother!"

Bai Chenjin smiled awkwardly, performed a Buddhist salute again, and then turned his head to look at the other people, especially Li Canghai, and found that the other party's face was extremely gloomy and looked very angry, but for some reason, he could see pity in the other party's eyes.

Seeing this scene, Bai Chenjin couldn't help but frowned and thought secretly.

At the same time, Jin Nansong also realized that the other master was in seclusion, so he didn't come.

"Saint monk Ji Shi, I don't know why you came here this time? If I remember correctly, Brother Bai and I have already discussed that this relic should belong to the two of us."

As soon as Bai Chenjin and the other two finished talking, Li Canghai narrowed his eyes and asked coldly, looking directly at the monk without any respect!

As soon as he said this, Jin Nansong's eyes flickered and he smiled.

But Bai Chenjin and his nephew looked unhappy, and the former wanted to say something immediately.

But before he could open his mouth, the monk next to him turned around and looked at him with a smile.

"Daoyou Li, you are wrong. Since Daoyou Jin can come uninvited, why can't I come? Besides, I am invited by my junior brother. In addition, didn't Daoyou Li also find helpers!"

The young monk spoke calmly, his eyes were clear and bright, without any ripples, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.