Sacrifice

The world is all for profit.

The world of cultivating immortals is no exception.

Master Xianxin's sword pointed at Wangqinghai, anyone who is not a fool would know that there is something tricky in it, the difference is only whether the real person Xianxin's actions will hinder the interests of the sect.

It stands to reason that Wuyin Temple is located in the western desert, and the change in the situation in the Wangqing Sea in the eastern sea has nothing to do with Wuyin Temple. The Bodhisattva only needs to watch the fire from the other side and it has nothing to do with him.

Hurting others and benefiting oneself is what he is talking about.

Therefore, after the disciples of the Golden Core stage of Huanhai Pavilion cried out, and when Master Zhongsheng, the head of the Yunhua School, asked to be the master of Huanhai Pavilion, he opened his eyes and stopped pretending to be asleep. Those big eyes like copper bells Look at this and look at that, even if he didn't speak, this kind of extremely aggressive gaze made Master Chongcheng look at him several times.

As soon as the Pu bandits started to make trouble, the real Shouwu sitting next to him also raised his head, his eyes rolled around, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Master Chongsheng looked at the few people who had been silent all this time, frowned slightly, and then relaxed it again.

"Since the development of our Cangmiao Realm, it is not easy to inherit the great sects of the great sect. As one of the seven major sects that have been handed down to this day, Huanhai Pavilion is qualified to discuss the Tao with us." Master Xianxin shook his head, "I don't know what the others think?"

Pu Bandit sneered slightly, Reverend Shouwu showed a sneer, Master Luo's expression remained unchanged, with a gentle smile, Reverend Xianxin shook his fan slowly, calmly, but Reverend Qinghu spoke.

"It's true that the great sect is not easy to inherit. Ten thousand years ago, the Yunming Sect was the leader of the East China Sea. Who would have thought that more than ten thousand years later, the Yunming Sect's sect would become a training place for Qi refining disciples. not sure."

His tone was flat, but what he said made everyone stunned.

The meaning of the real person Qinghu is very simple, any big sect is a scum in the long river of time, and now it is a big faction, but it does not mean the future, so the real person Zhongcheng uses the sect to talk about things, it is nonsense!

Master Xianxin suddenly raised his head, staring at Qinghu closely, and the slightly cold arc of his lips became softer.

The beloved daughter of the real Qinghu was plotted by the real Xianxin, and she almost died in the sea of ​​​​forgetfulness.

Master Chongsheng nodded, "That's right, because of this, we should watch out for each other, work together, and work together."

"The master of the Huanhai Pavilion is also a powerful party. Although the chaos in Wangqinghai this time, it can't obliterate the efforts of the master over the years." Luo Gu said softly, "With the strength, prestige, and experience of Zhongyang, I will You can establish a sect and pass on the orthodoxy."

Wangqinghai is just outside Fanhua Haiping, and it is the first front against the sea monsters. The reason why Huanhai Pavilion can occupy the resources in the sea and not be besieged by other big factions is because they are also responsible for guarding the entrance of Fanhua Haiping. If the sea monsters cause a large-scale beast tide, they must stop it immediately.

Luo Wanyi's meaning was more tactful. Even though the Huanhai Pavilion was removed, the owner of the Huanhai Pavilion, Zhong Yang Zhenren, could still preach and establish a sect again, but it was no longer a part of the seven major sects.

It is more acceptable than this condition.

Immortal Chongsheng looked at Luo Wanyi and heaved a sigh of relief. Wuyun Valley is located to the west of Wangqinghai and east of Yunhua Sect. It can be said that if Tianmen faction really controls Wangqinghai, then the area under the jurisdiction of Wuyungu It is extremely dangerous for Wu Yungu to directly connect with the Tianmen sect.

After all, the disciples in Wuyun Valley are all women, and most of the female cultivators have low combat effectiveness, and they are not opponents of Tianmen Sect at all.

And the key is...why did the real Xianxin do this.

Is it really just a resource coveted in Wangqinghai?

Daoist Chong Sheng couldn't believe it.

Pu Bandit also opened his mouth to be a shit-stirring stick, since Chongsheng Daoist and Luo Wanyi both helped Huanhai Pavilion, of course he had to help Xianxin!

——Even if he actually finds Xianxin very unpleasant, as long as the situation can be confronted, he doesn't mind being used as a gunman.

"What are you talking about so much? Winners and losers. If you lose, you lose. Zhongyang really has nothing to do, so he just throws a disciple out to help him avenge him. What about himself?" Bodhisattva looked at the disciple with a grin, and He said to Xianxin Zhenren, "Xianxin, you are really too, why are you so soft? There are still many people left?"

Pu Bandit actually doubts that the fact that so many people are left in Huanhai Pavilion is entirely intentional by Xianxin.

With Xianxin's alchemy ability, since he can kill the Huashen monks in Huanhai Pavilion, he will never leave a way out for Huanhai Pavilion! !

The Jindan disciple stretched his neck when he heard the words, his face was full of resentment and stubbornness, as if he wanted to say something, the Master Chongcheng gave him a light look, and the disciple immediately fell silent on the ground.

Master Xianxin shook his folding fan lightly, and sighed, "Oh, people are old and useless..."

"..." Bodhisattva was successfully disgusted, he curled his lips and fell silent.

Real Shouwu looked at Pu Bandit and Qinghu, then at Chongsheng and Luo Wanyi, and thought about it for a while. This seems to be 2 to 2, so he... let's continue to sleep =v=

Daoist Chongsheng didn't think that this matter could be resolved in one meeting, and what Bodhisattva said was right, if Huanhai Pavilion wants to gain a foothold in the world of cultivating immortals, it must show its strength.

To say that Huanhai Pavilion has been plotted by Xianxin for so long, there are still two Yuanying stage disciples, five Jindan disciples, more than ten Foundation Establishment disciples, and several Qi training disciples. It can be called strong, but it is not enough.

Stronger than ordinary sects, but lower than the other big sects, it is absolutely delusional to want to completely occupy Wangqinghai with this strength.

and so……

"Realist Zhongyang was seriously injured and couldn't make it in time for this meeting, so he sent his disciples here." Reverend Chongcheng picked up the tea bowl next to him, took a sip, and said slowly, "As Qinghu said, God's will is like a knife. No one can predict what our sect will look like ten thousand years from now, so let’s keep everything on the line. You might as well give the Magic Sea Pavilion three to five hundred years. If you can advance to a cultivator in the next three to five hundred years, you will naturally be eligible It is equal to advance and retreat with me. And if other sects have misfortune in the future, they can also use this as an example."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone fell silent.

Master Chongsheng is right, Fengshui takes turns, and maybe after thousands of years, his own sect will fall into the current field of Huanhai Pavilion. This proposal is mutually beneficial, but it is only about the details...

The real person of Shouwu said, "This is a great kindness. God has the virtue of loving life. My generation of cultivators should empathize with the heart of heaven and be merciful!"

Several other people looked at the pity on the face of Master Shouwu, and turned their faces aside calmly.

--I bother!It's time to speak up! ?What did you do before? !

The Bodhisattva is even staring at the real person of Shouwu with his eyes deadly - I will wipe you from stealing Lao Tzu's lines! !Who the hell is a monk, bastard! !

Master Xianxin was leaning on the chaise longue, playing with the folding fan in his hand, and said abruptly, "Three and five hundred years, Chong Sheng, you said lightly, I don't have that much time or such a good attitude to play with them for so long. "

Chong Sheng was not angry either, he said calmly, "What do you think of Xian Xin?"

"100 years, with a limit of 100 years, if there are no monks in the Huanhai Pavilion after 100 years, then don't blame me for being rude." Xian Xin chuckled, raised her head, her eyes were black and gray, like a whirlpool, Just being watched, there is a deep illusion, which cannot be extricated.

Chong Cheng pursed his lips, "Huanhai Pavilion has several spiritual veins. What Zhong Yang means is that these spiritual veins can be kept by us temporarily, and they will return them when they recover their strength."

The implication is that the long preservation time depends entirely on the recovery time, just 100 years, how could the other factions who have occupied the spiritual veins be willing?

Of course, the longer the better.

Xian Xin was still smiling, and he said leisurely, "I have no objection."

Daoist Chongsheng frowned, he really didn't know what the hell Xianxin was doing, resources?If it's resources, why don't you want to give Huan Haige more time?Could it be that there is a personal enmity?

But even if there is a personal grudge, with Xianxin's current cultivation base, it is easy to get revenge, there is no need to be so troublesome!

After Xianxin finished speaking, she looked at Bodhisattva, "I don't know what Master Bodhisattva thinks?"

Pu Bandit twitched the corner of his mouth, "I don't care."

Master Shouwu pondered for a while, and then slowly said, "Generally, this is fine."

Guzhu Luo nodded lightly, and Daoist Qinghu snorted coldly, "If you want to talk about the details, let's wait until tomorrow."

Daoist Qinghu said very frankly that he is not good at bargaining, so it is better to call the younger brother.

Reverend Chongsheng heaved a sigh of relief, "This is a trivial matter, we can talk about the details slowly."

Then he looked at the disciple of the golden core period, the disciple looked downcast, but he had to take out a scroll from the Qiankun bag. Master Zhongcheng took it, glanced at it roughly, then quickly copied five copies, and distributed them to the scrolls. Everyone sitting here.

After Bo Bandit got the material list, he put it in his sleeve without even looking at it, and was about to go back and throw it to Xiangruo. The real person's voice transmission, "I heard that there is a Zen master named Puye among the disciples of your sect. I wonder if I have leisure today? Xianxin has a new pot of immortal wine, and I ask Zen master Puye to give me some advice."

Pu Bandit frowned, he took a deep look at Xianxin, greeted Master Shouwu, and the two left together.

Guzhu Luo bowed slightly, and turned away. Daoist Chongsheng waved his sleeve robe, and the Jindan disciple disappeared. In an instant, only Daoist Xianxin and Daoist Qinghu were left on the entire Jiantai table.

Master Xianxin smiled softly, looked at Master Qinghu, and said softly, "It's really rare that you will help me."

Master Qinghu said calmly, "I believe in you very much."

So when Master Xianxin told him that his daughter was in trouble, he rushed out without even thinking about it.

Master Xianxin lowered his eyes, trying to say something, suddenly his throat itched, and he coughed violently, the sound of coughing was like the rumble of an old axle, and his whole body was trembling.

Daoist Qinghu got up and stood leaning on the railing. He looked at the misty clouds in the distance, and his heart was as calm as water.

After a while, the coughing gradually stopped. Xianxin's face was pale, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. He leaned weakly on the imperial concubine's couch, and raised his hand to pull up the bright yellow quilt, covering most of his body. Only then whispered, "I thought you understood."

"I didn't quite understand it before, but then I thought I understood it, but now, I really understand it." The tone of Qinghu's real person is extremely peaceful, but it is this kind of peace that makes Xianxin's real person smile bitterly in his heart.

He caressed the folding fan in his hand for a while, before saying, "If I could go back in time, I would still do that."

Daoist Qinghu said, "I understand you, just as you understand me, so we have nothing to say between us."

Master Xianxin felt extremely tired, he closed his eyes, as if he was taking a nap, just when Master Qinghu thought he was asleep, Master Xianxin said abruptly, "One sand, one world, Qinghu, I am not that obsessed obsessed with the past."

"But the entrance to a small world is about to appear in Wangqinghai. You should understand how important it is for us to control a small world."

Master Qinghu suddenly turned his head, his face finally changed.

As soon as Pu Bandit got off Jiantai, he saw many monks waiting on the Qushuiliu banquet on Minglang Peak.

The heads of several major sects discussed matters on Jiantai, and other monks discussed on Minglang Peak next to Jiantai. The peak master of the peak has long sleeves and is good at dancing. He invited many monks to take turns to give lectures, or to give lectures, or to play music, or to talk about some strange things. For a while, the scene was quite harmonious and enjoyable.

After the water mist gradually dissipated on Jian's table, several masters came down from above, and the monks on Minglang Peak gradually calmed down, and secretly watched the expressions of several masters.

Puye, Xiangruo and the others were sitting cross-legged on a lotus-leaf-shaped lotus platform, talking in low voices, when suddenly there was darkness above their heads, and when they looked up, it turned out that Bodhisattva had returned.

Pu Ye picked up the jade bottle obediently, "Taste it, brother, you must be thirsty after talking for so long, right? The taste of this stuffed fruit is very strange, not only refreshing, but also sweet!"

Pu Bandit stretched out his big palm and touched the head of his junior brother. The smile on his face became more real. He took the jade bottle and drank it in one gulp. "Let's go, go back and talk."

Back to the small courtyard where the disciples of Wuyin Temple lived, closed the door, and everyone gathered in Tingtao Pavilion, Pu Bandit briefly explained the content of the meeting, "Basically, it is almost the same as what we expected, this is what Huanhai Pavilion is willing to hand over. If you have a look at the resources, what do you want?"

Xiangruo Xiangwu and Xianghe immediately read the scroll carefully, and Bodhisattva pulled Boye to sit aside, "Junior brother, have you settled your matter?"

Bo Ye smiled, "It's all right, Senior Brother."

Pu Bandit looked Bo Ye up and down, nodded, "In that case, prepare yourself this afternoon, Xian Xin will come to you."

Pu Ye was taken aback, "The Immortal Xianxin is looking for me?"

Pu Bandit nodded, "You know him?"

Pu Ye shook his head again and again, "I've never seen a real Xianxin!"

"Then just adapt to your own circumstances!" Pu Bandit rubbed his head, thought for a while and said, "Forgive him he doesn't have the guts to trouble you right under my nose."

Bo Ye involuntarily looked at the river picture scroll hanging down at his waist, could it be because of this?

It's useless to think too much, Xiangruo and others discussed for a long time, and finally finalized two spiritual veins, five islands and a sea eye. Wuyin Temple is located in the western desert, so I don't have time to take care of it if I want too much. Why don't I just ask for a little. At the same time, discuss with Yaowang Pavilion, and exchange several countries that are close to Wuyin Temple but belong to Yaowang Pavilion.

As for how to compete specifically, it depends on the results of tomorrow's negotiations.

The afternoon sun was unusually warm, Bo Ye sat on the futon and closed his eyes to adjust his breath.

Ever since Teng Xiaohong took root in his body, there has been no movement, and he has checked several times, but Teng Xiaohong's aura seems to be gradually recovering, and the recovery speed is quite fast. It is estimated that after the seven faction conference is over, Xiaohong can wake up.

It seems that the method of Yaowang Pavilion is quite effective!

The so-called halving of the speed of practice has no effect on Boye. When he adjusts his breath and practice all day long, spiritual power absorption is not the most important thing, but the comprehension of the meaning of Buddhist scriptures, which he needs to settle down.

The golden sunlight slowly flowed in the air like brewed wine, and the clear fragrance of flowers drifted past faintly, like a phantom of flowing water, a monk in a sky-blue robe suddenly appeared in front of Bo Ye.

Bo Ye's eyes were fixed, and he felt it at the same time, very good, Brother Pu Bandit, an unreliable guy, actually went out! !

He stood up and saluted respectfully, "Puye has seen the real Xianxin."

Master Xianxin smiled faintly, as if he could see through what Boye was thinking, and he said softly, "I asked Qinghu to ask Pu Bandit out. With him by the side, we can't talk about anything."

He walked slowly to the balcony, leaned on the railing, raised his face slightly, and let the golden sunlight shine on his face, as if he was bathing and feeling enlightened.

His long black hair spread all over his body, and under the wide sleeves, his body looked so thin, and his fair skin seemed transparent under the sunlight.

Master Xianxin holds a folding fan, rubs it with his fingertips, curls his lips, smiles softly and elegantly, like a banished immortal, untouched by the world.

Bo Ye's eyes fell on the folding fan in the hands of the real Xianxin, and it took a long time before he looked at the almost transparent face of the real Xianxin.

He hesitated, "Is this Luo Shuchu?"

Master Xianxin showed a bright smile, and joy flashed in his black and gray eyes, "I knew it, only you can understand."

He opened the folding fan. The bones of the fan were made of bamboo slips, and the surface of the fan was made of nearly transparent thousand-year-old blood silk, on which was painted a picture of surging Luoshui, with a turtle swimming in it.

Bo Ye made the Hetu scroll into a waist pendant, and Xianxin made the Luoshu book into a folding fan.

Bo Ye quietly looked at the real person Xianxin, with an inexplicable light flickering in his black eyes. After a while, the sea of ​​consciousness in his body suddenly set off a huge wave. There was inevitably a trace of regret in the eyes of the real Xianxin.

Master Xianxin was stunned for a moment, and then sighed, "So that's how it is. The river map can show people's fate, breaking cause and effect, and entering reincarnation!"

Pu Ye nodded silently. This ability gradually appeared after he inspired the river map scroll. However, his cultivation base is low at the moment, and it is natural to see those who are weaker than him. For example, when he looked at the old woman before, the old woman A person's longevity and future appear in his mind clearly like flowing water, but it is more difficult for a person like Xianxin whose strength is countless times higher.

But Master Xianxin didn't care at all, and didn't cover up anything, so Puye saw a little bit.

Xianxin Daoist actually uses the book of Luo as the basis of Daoism, observes the luck of the world, and seizes others for his own use, but this method seems to have serious sequelae. own lifespan.

The most important thing is that he actually used Luo Shuchu as his foundation!

I am afraid that Master Zhong Xianxin will not be able to set foot on the Supreme Dao in his whole life, no matter how hard his cultivation is to improve.

Bo Ye couldn't imagine that Master Xianxin knew that his future was bleak, but he could still behave gracefully, calculating the whole world with a flat expression, stirring up many causes and effects with a smile, and turning the clouds and rains upside down.

This alone makes the bodhisattva feel respectful.

Master Xianxin watched Boye's complexion change with a smile. The young monk in front of him had a solid foundation. Even if he practiced the Hetu scroll, he was only scratching the surface, which was completely different from the situation he was in.

How wonderful...to have the protection of the sect, to have a systematic and formal Taoism passed down from generation to generation, and to have caring and kind brothers...only in such an environment can we cultivate direct disciples who are as broad-minded as the sky and the blue sea.

Just like himself back then.

"I've been curious about the Hetu scroll ever since I repaired the book of Luo." He stretched out his hand towards Puye with a smile on his face, "I finally have a chance today, can you let me have a look?"

Pu Ye was taken aback for a moment, then calmly untied the waist pendant, and handed both hands to Xian Xin.

Immortal Xianxin took a deep look at Boye, his smile grew wider, his eyes were full of admiration and... coldness, "It's really... a transparent child."

Think back then, he didn't see it so clearly.

Bo Ye thought for a while and said, "I just don't think it's necessary."

The treasure has spirits, and the river map scroll has recognized the Bodhisattva as its main body. Even if Xianxin took it away, it would not be able to play the role of the river map scroll, and just like the real person Xianxin was curious about the river map scroll, he was also full of interest in the Luo book.

"Can I have a look at Luoshu?"

Immortal Xianxin laughed, he casually threw the Luoshu book over, Puye immediately picked up the Luo book book, and slowly unfolded it.

Luoshu book is different from Hetu scroll, it is made of bamboo slips, with obscure characters carved on it, like patterns and handwriting, he carefully tore off the tail of the fan, and arranged nine bamboo slips in a row to form a square , In an instant, those obscure characters turned into flowing black lines, and finally formed the Jiugong pattern.

Pu Ye pursed her lips, but in the end she didn't use her spiritual power to investigate.

He reorganized the bamboo slip into a fan, and returned it to Immortal Xianxin.

Master Xianxin has complicated feelings in his heart. When he got the Luoshu book, he was extremely excited and cherished it very much. Every monk has a natural enthusiasm for the formula, but Puye can clearly and calmly eliminate this influence and make a The correct move is really... I have to feel that he is really old as time goes by.

Caressing the scroll on the river map, Xianxin said meaningfully, "I hope you can live longer."

Most of the eminent monks who held the river map scrolls in the past were short-lived. After hearing this, Puye was noncommittal, but immediately responded, "The catastrophe once in a thousand years, I hope you can get through it safely."

Master Xianxin laughed again, yes, his Dao foundation has been destroyed, and it will be a matter of time before he embarks on the road of Sanxian. As a Sanxian, he can only passively wait for the catastrophe once in 1000 years, and only survive nine catastrophes , to advance again, this is really a long road.

Returning the river map scroll to Boye, the real Xianxin got up, and his body gradually turned into a phantom.

"If I'm not mistaken, one year later, the Cangmiao Realm will collide with a small world, and the entrance will be in the Sea of ​​Forgetfulness." The immortal Xianxin smiled and dropped a bait, "I don't know Wuyin Temple may wish to be in the new world." Carry forward the Buddhadharma and pass on the orthodoxy?"

Bo Ye suddenly looked at Xianxin Xianren, so it was so! !

No wonder Master Xianxin plotted against Huanhai Pavilion, aiming at this small world, no amount of calculations can be overstated! !

Pu Ye's face remained calm, "It depends on the brother's intentions." Enduring forbearance, he still opened his mouth to test, "Senior Brother Pu Bandit and Master Qinghu seem to have a very happy conversation, and they haven't come back yet."

Master Xianxin said meaningfully, "It seems that you don't know! Our Tianmen sect and Kunlun sword sect... are originally passed down from the same person."

Boye was startled, he gritted his teeth, and made a quick decision, "Promoting Buddhism is the lifelong wish of our generation of monks. If the senior brother knows this news, he will definitely accept the invitation. Please rest assured."

Master Xianxin smirked, "Can you be the master?"

Pu Ye smiled, "If it weren't for that, the real person wouldn't have to lead Pu Bandit brother away, would he?"

Master Xianxin looked at the bodhisattva quietly, "The extreme of wisdom will be hurt, and the deep love will not last. This is the verdict that Master gave me back then, and now I will give it to you intact."

"People who are too smart don't live long."

Pu Ye smiled lightly, raised his eyebrows, and said with a free air, "As long as you don't pretend to be smart, that's enough."

Master Xianxin laughed and nodded repeatedly, "You are right."

"Then, we will talk tomorrow, and please help me with words."

Bo Ye nodded, and said at the same time, "I think the real person will not give up the entrance, but I am very interested in the nearest place in Wuyin Temple. I wonder if the real person can show it?"

Master Xianxin pursed his lips, with a smile that was not a smile, "The nearest place? Qinghu is leaving already!"

Pu Ye was not fooled, he looked at Master Xianxin calmly, "You are joking, Tianmen Sect and Kunlun Sword Sect are brother gangs, Master Qinghu probably already knows the exact location!"

Master Xianxin gently shook the folding fan in his hand, smiled without saying a word.

Bo Ye immediately took out the material scroll of Huanhai Pavilion from his arms, spread it out on the ground, and then looked at the real person Xianxin with bright eyes.

Master Xianxin said helplessly, "Oh, I'm getting older and my body can't take it anymore, I always want to take a good rest for a while, but the younger generation like you will catch up, making people want to be tired for a while! "

"You praise me, Puye is too ashamed to take it." Puye replied with a smile, but he quickly thought about the places in the Huanhaige Lingmai Island that are suitable for recuperating his body, and finally his eyes fell on a man named Hongye. island.

The real reason Xianxin is weak is that the book of Luoshu, like the scroll of the river map, consumes blood, life and energy every time he uses it, so he needs a place with strong vitality to take care of him.

Hongye Island is located above a spiritual vein. According to the excavation of Huanhai Pavilion over the years, it is found that there are mostly wood-type spiritual stones in this Hongye Island. It can be seen that this spiritual vein is biased towards wood, which is very suitable for recuperating the body.

He glanced over Hongye Island, and finally settled on Luoxia Island, which is a hundred miles away from Hongye Island. This is Xianghe's favorite island. It is said that this place is suitable for planting several special herbs. It is optional. But now it seems that the island must be obtained.

Thinking of this, Puye said briskly, "Since you want to take a good rest, I will wait for the younger generation to serve you well. I heard that there are several kinds of elixir produced on Luoxia Island, so you might as well hand them over to me at Wuyin Temple, the first seat of Yaowangyuan. If you are good at this way, if you can grow the top-quality elixir, you should offer it with both hands, and it will be the wish of the younger generation."

Xianxin was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked at Boye with extremely delicate eyes.

So young, so cultivated, so transparent, so smart, and so smooth...

He seemed to see another former self.

After a while, he said, "OK."

After saying that, he walked away.

If he stayed any longer, he was afraid that he would strike directly and kill Boye.

Seeing the other self moving forward on the Kangzhuang Avenue, while the self is carelessly walking on the road of thorns, the feeling in it is really bitter and jealous.

After the real person Xianxin left, Puye let out a sigh of relief.

His cultivation base is good enough to build a foundation, and he has spent a lot of energy and energy in confronting and negotiating with the real Xianxin who is in the middle stage of Yuanying, not to mention that he has felt the killing intent of the real Xianxin several times, but he can't really do it. Show a look of vigilance, otherwise the real Xianxin can attack him on the grounds of being disrespectful to high-ranking monks, and the Bodhisattva is not there, it is really dangerous.

Not without benefits though.

Leaving aside the resources that are about to be obtained after the negotiation is concluded, the power of Daoist Guangxianxin's own Nascent Soul Stage has made Boye feel a lot. Not too embarrassing.

Thinking of this, Pu Ye smiled happily, and suddenly relaxed his tense mind. He coughed again and again, and a blush appeared on his pale face. similar.

Xiangruo and Xiangwu didn't realize that the real person Xianxin had come, and when they heard that the Bodhisattva was not there, and that the real person Xianxin had already talked with Boye, their faces were distorted into twists and turns.

Xiangruo rarely yelled, "I said I shouldn't let Master Bodhisattva come here! You always lose the chain at critical moments!!"

Xiangwu pulled Xiangruo back, "Don't worry, I'll go out immediately to find Master Bodhisattva."

Pu Ye hurriedly stopped the two of them, and first told them about the small world. After hearing this, Xiangruo's face was shocked, and later he was afraid that his heart was more excited and excited. Pen, and then quickly send a letter back to the temple, telling the real person Puhua what Xianxin said and Puye's answer.

At the same time, Xiang Wu, who was sitting on the side, said tactfully to Pu Ye, "Uncle Master, don't go out casually these days, and...you should live with me."

"... Oh." Pu Ye blinked and agreed.

In other words, his luck has not been very good in the past two days. It is rare for him to go out once and meet Moxiu. Hope to get rid of bad luck.

As for the Bodhisattva... Ahem, Bo Ye no longer has any hope for this brother who has lost his chain.

When the Bodhisattva came back, Xianghe had just returned from Taoist Qingwei's place in the Yaowang Pavilion. When they walked into the room together, they saw Boye, Xiangwu, and Xiangruo staring at the Bodhisattva gloomyly.

Pu Bandit knew that he was indeed careless this time, so he said dryly, "Yo, junior brother, I feel relieved to see that you are fine."

As soon as he said these words, he couldn't help but want to slap himself. Sure enough, Pu Ye's face became more sad after hearing this. The little monk's head drooped, and his whole body was covered with a sense of loss and sadness.

"I, this, didn't that old bastard Qinghu call me! I thought he might have something to do, so..." Seeing his junior brother's sad look, the Pu bandit rushed to Pu Ye's side immediately, his hands and feet didn't know what to do That's good, "I didn't know that Qinghu tricked me to go out, but the brother is not that stupid. When he found that Qinghu's room was empty, he just ran to his daughter's room!!"

Bodhisattva: =dish=!

Pu Bandit touched his chin proudly, and took out a small wooden carving from his sleeve, "Look! That little girl carved it, it's interesting!"

Bo Ye stared at the woodcarving, wishing he could eat Bo Bandit raw.

——Why does this wood carving look so much like me! ! ! ?

The faces of Xiangruo, Xiangwu and Xianghe also changed.

They thought of a word at the same time, called secret love =v=

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Pu Bandit took out another wood carving from her arms, "And she carved a pair!!"

Bodhisattva: =mouth=!

Xiangruo, Xiangwu, and Xianghe all held their hearts together, their faces were stiff, but they let out a long breath.

The second wood carving is smaller than the first one, with long hair hanging down to the soles of the feet, wearing a wide robe, with a small face upturned, and placing this wood carving next to the first little monk wood carving, with its protruding The little hand was just pulling the little monk's sleeve.

"If I remember correctly, isn't this the shape of your little rattan?" Pu Bandit said enthusiastically, "I have to say, this girl is very good at carving."

Pu Ye's expression suddenly softened, he stretched out his hand to take the two wooden figurines, brushed Teng Xiaohong's little face with his fingertips, looked at the lifelike wood carvings, and said suddenly, "Speaking of which, I took a vest when I went out, The red fur is very beautiful, since Senior Brother is free, why not help Junior Brother to process it as a gift in return."

Seeing that Pu Ye finally burst out laughing, Pu Bandit immediately patted his chest happily, "No problem! Brother's craftsmanship is absolutely good!"

Pu Ye carefully put away the pair of wood carvings, handed the red waistcoat she got from the old woman to Pu Bandit, and then glanced at Xiangruo, Xiangruo immediately understood, he dragged Xiang Wu and followed Pu Bandit away.

——One told Bodhisattva about the agreement of Master He Xianxin, and the other... went to apologize to Master Qinghu, QAQ Xianghe sat down cross-legged, and said with emotion, "Uncle Master attaches great importance to that spirit vine!"

Bo Ye smiled, and said softly, "Of course, I grew up in the Pagoda Forest since I was a child, and besides the pagodas, Xiao Hong is the only one who accompanies me every day."

Xianghe smiled and said, "Life in the temple is poor, and my uncle can treat it calmly, and my nephew admires it."

Bo Ye shook his head, "Is there something wrong?"

Xianghe pondered for a while, "How does Uncle Master feel now? Does that method work?"

Bo Ye immediately said, "Xiaohong is still sleeping deeply, but her breath is quite different from when she was weak before."

Xianghe nodded with a smile, "That's good. Qingwei said that this method is to raise pets with her own essence and blood. It has the shadow of a magic cultivation technique, and it has extremely high requirements on state of mind and energy. Just start to cultivate your mind, and my uncle has been cultivating for many years, so it should be fine."

He thought for a while, and then said, "The spirit vine is planted in the uncle's purple mansion, fed with his own blood, and it will be a matter of time before he recovers, but when he will wake up... depends on the ability and absorption of the spirit vine. Speed, before Qingwei also said a prescription to be taken together, which can speed up the speed of pet absorption, if the uncle wants to make the spirit vine wake up quickly, he might as well take it together."

Pu Ye's eyes lit up, and he said gratefully, "Please trouble Nephew!"

Xianghe waved his hands and said, "This is what it should be."

He handed the prescription to Bo Ye, and Bo Ye glanced at it, and found that this prescription seemed to be as consistent as possible with the blood surge frequency of the furnace side and the parasitic side, so as to increase the speed of absorption , to reduce the time of parasitism, and most of them are medicinal materials for promoting blood circulation and increasing qi, which are extremely common.

So that night, he took this prescription.

Then in the middle of the night, he dreamed again.

What I dreamed about was still those soft hands.