Male supporting brother [Quick Transmigration]

It was a young monk who said this. The only difference from the last time I heard the sound and saw him was that the monk's robe was changed to black.

He still looks like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with no cultivation.

Wen Fang followed Wen Sheng's gaze to look at him for a while, but still didn't remember this person, "Who is he?"

"I met you in Sizhou a long time ago. He is a Buddhist cultivator named Shiwu." Wen Sheng replied, looked at Shiwu and said, "You said you were waiting for him, why?"

The sea mist moved slightly, and the black monk's robe dragged to the ground, so light that it was not like a mortal. "He has a predestined relationship with the little monk."

Wen Fang stepped forward vigilantly and said: "Nonsense, you are really destined to die with me! Are you still a wild monk?"

Fifteen was not angry at all, and his clear brown eyes were still smiling, "Want to know? How about going back to Youzhou with the monk?"

"Don't try to deceive me!"

The two of them argued for a moment, and Wen Sheng had already seen the situation upstairs.He interrupted Shiwu's persuasion to Wen Fang and asked, "Is Zhang Banli here? Just you?"

"He went to Sizhou with Taoist Xuanwei, and he didn't know I was here." Fifteen said that and turned his head to continue talking to Wen Fang: "I heard that you have been looking for Tianyanghua, but there are several in the courtyard of the little monk. strain."

Tianyanghua is the highest quality natural material and earthly treasure to improve the rank of Tianlei Yanghuo, and the Tianleiyanghuo in Wen Fang's body urgently needs Tianyanghua to upgrade its rank.

In the end, ordinary material refining is useless.The Tianyanghua in Fifteen's mouth was indeed very tempting to him.

"What conditions?" Wen Fang didn't think the monk would be so kind.

"Adore me as a teacher."

Almost the moment Shiwu opened his mouth, Wen Fang laughed angrily.But that smile turned into hostility in an instant, and he threatened: "If you kill you, I can still get it."

"Then ask your elder brother, will he agree or not?" As if predicting that the sword resting on the side of his neck would not penetrate, Shiwu's smile did not change.

Wen Fang really went to see Wen Sheng's reaction.

"You can't beat him." Wen Sheng gave the answer, without expressly objecting to Fifteen's conditions, "It happens that you don't want to go back to Qingzhou, why don't you go to Youzhou?"

Wen Fang thought for a moment and decided: "Don't think about apprenticeship, where are you going?"

Fifteen's smile deepened, "Nanling City."

It is in Nanling City to convert to the main sect of Buddhism.

Hearing the sound, he looked at the worried-looking Wen Fang, and at the smiling Shiwu, and suddenly figured it out.

Fifteen had no intention of accepting Wen and releasing him as a disciple at all, he just wanted to bring Wen back to Nanling City from the beginning.

As for the purpose, Wen Sheng has several guesses, but for various reasons, he wants to give up the evil and follow the good.

This coincided with the purpose of hearing the sound, how could he object?

Now that an agreement has been reached, Wen Fang has the energy to think about other things.

The something wrong that had been lingering in his heart suddenly overflowed, he thought of something and looked into the depths of the sea fog and said, "It's strange, why hasn't the skeleton siren come here yet?"

Does time stand still in dreams?Even so, the few of them have been talking here for so long, they should have killed them long ago.

Hearing the sound, he had already forgotten about the fact that time stood still, he secretly recovered and walked towards the carriage as if nothing had happened.

The strange chant finally came again, and the strange light flickered in the sea fog. Wen Fang struck very fast this time, and returned to the carriage not long after.

The deck of the treasure ship had returned to normal. Fifteen and Wen Sheng had been waiting in the car for a long time, and Pegasus changed direction and headed for Youzhou.

Wen Fang didn't go far, but Wen Fang still felt strange. He poked his head in from outside the curtain and asked, "Did you secretly use mana without telling me? Time stopped or something like that?"

"How could it be? My spiritual power has been blocked long ago, you checked it yourself." Wen Sheng didn't change his countenance, taking advantage of the loopholes in logic.

Wen Fang's eyes were full of doubts, but he still didn't seem to believe it.

In case he would not be able to tell a lie if he continued to ask questions, he slightly lowered his eyes and sent a voice transmission to Fifteen who was beside him: "Thank you, little master, smooth things over for me."

"What do you see him doing?" Wen Fang questioned, catching Wen Sheng's wandering gaze.

"Just take a look." Hearing the sound, he immediately retracted his gaze.

"You haven't answered my question yet." Wen Fang persisted.

Hearing the sound for a moment of hesitation, Fifteen suddenly uttered the Buddha's name, "Just now I ordered my brother to communicate with the young monk, and the young monk Yang will help him smooth things over."

"Huh?" Wen Fang's face suddenly darkened, he pulled open the curtain and rushed towards hearing the sound.

At the moment when he lifted the curtain, Shiwu didn't seem to want to cause trouble, or he didn't want to hurt himself, so he quickly lifted up his monk's clothes and sat upright, as light as a swallow.

"Amitabha." Even when Wen Fang's hand fell on Wen Sheng's front, Shiwu had already closed his eyes, "Do you want me to avoid it?"

Wen Fang ignored it, and his fingertips flew with evil spirit, but in a short while, he added more than ten layers of legal prohibition to Wen Sheng.

Wen Sheng struggled slightly, "There's no need to do anything extra, I'll do it myself."

Wen Fang threatened, "If you move again, I will slaughter the Buddhist gate when we reach Nanling!"

"Don't move, I don't move." The answer was fifteen.

As expected, Wen Sheng didn't move. He didn't really believe that Wen Fang could kill the Buddhist sect, but he just wanted to put on a show.

"Hmph!" Before going out, Wen Fang still kept warning eyes.

After the carriage door closed again, Shiwu finally opened his eyes.He first looked at Wen Sheng a few times, and after a while he let out a long sigh of relief.

Facing the emotionless eyes upon hearing the sound, Fifteen lowered his eyes slightly, "Amitabha, monks don't tell lies. It's not the monk who doesn't want it, it's the monk who can't. I have wronged Lord Tanyue."

Hearing the sound, he caressed the skirt of his clothes and ignored him.

Later, the three of them didn't say anything else along the way. Those who drove the car drove, and those who meditated meditated.

Because of the clear purpose, it only took half a month to arrive at Nanling City this time.

Nanling City is very different from ordinary towns cultivating immortals. There is no beautiful scenery surrounded by fairy mist, and there are no high-rise shops here. There are only Buddhist temples and temples one after another.

Before the carriage landed, the distant bell rang from the grandest golden palace.

The sound waves were thick and strong, and spread all the way to the outside of Nanling City.

"It's a poor country, and you don't see anyone coming and going?" Wen Fang looked down on it.

This group of poor monks only know how to chant scriptures every day, they can be said to be the most boring cultivators in the world.

The carriage went straight to the Golden Palace where the bell was ringing. Fifteen heard this and explained, "My Buddhist disciples are not limited to practicing in the temple, but most of them go out to travel and understand Buddhism."

"Tch." Wen Fang murmured to himself in a low voice, "Begging is so delicate."

It is rare to hear that he is in the mood to joke, and he looks over curiously.

I don't know if Fifteen really didn't hear it or pretended not to hear it. Soon the Golden Palace was in front of him. He pointed to a courtyard behind him and said: "This is the little monk's Zen courtyard. There are still two vacant rooms in the courtyard. Don't dislike a Tanyue."

Wen Fang leaned over and said: "Who would come to your ruined temple if it's not Tianyanghua? You'd better not lie to me."

"Young monk will never lie."

Wen Fang was dubious, and deliberately kept a distance from Fifteen after landing.Not only did he not follow closely, but he also prevented Wen Sheng from getting too close to Shiwu, "Be careful of deceit."

Hearing the sound, he saw that he had a serious face, hesitated to speak, and did not say anything to spoil the fun after all.

When the courtyard door opened with a creak, Wen Fang's vigilance rose to the extreme, he pressed Long Yuan in front of him and stopped advancing.

A breeze blows head-on, carrying a strange fragrance.

"Using poison!" Almost as soon as he smelled the fragrance, Wen Fang drew a barricade to block himself and Wen Sheng.

Fifteen at the door hadn't heard anything for a long time, but when he turned around, he saw the distance between the two, and he was a little puzzled, "Why didn't you come forward?"

As soon as the words fell, Long Yuan's sword light pierced through the air, but disappeared without a trace when there was only half an inch away from Shiwu.

Thinking that his tricks had been dispelled, Wen Fang's fighting spirit rose sharply, and in a blink of an eye he dodged in front of Shiwu to strike first.

The moment before the sword fell to his shiny bald head, Wen Fang glanced slightly, disturbed by the sea of ​​yellow flowers in the yard.

He was stunned for a long time, and Shu Er retracted Long Yuan, "Tianyanghua?" He still hasn't fully recovered.

Anyone who sees a whole field of high-grade Tianyang flowers that are growing happily can't be indifferent, let alone Wen Fang has been looking for this thing for hundreds of years?

"This is what you said... How many plants?" Wen Fang pointed to the sea of ​​flowers in front of him with complicated eyes.

Fifteen put his hands together and said the Buddha's name, and replied with a smile, "Exactly."

Wen Fang: "..."

At this time, Wen Sheng finally followed up, and it was not difficult to see what was going on from the shock on the faces of Hua Hai in the yard and Wen Fang.

Wen Sheng was much calmer than Wen Fang, and it didn't seem surprising at all.

He looked at Shiwu, seeming to hint, "Little Shifu is too generous. Although these few Tianyang flowers are not unique, they are not easy for my younger brother to take for nothing. If you want anything, just speak up. "

"My little monk really has one."

Fifteen's words were answered very naturally, as if he had discussed with Wen Sheng beforehand, "In a few days, this sect will discuss the Dharma once every ten years. The monk has quite a few classes to teach, and there is just a lack of a bell ringer." Attendant, look at the two Tanyues, who is more suitable?"

After finishing speaking, his eyes flicked between the two brothers, waiting for an answer.

Naturally, Wen Fang was unwilling, but if Wen Sheng were to ring the bell for the monk, he would rather kill the Buddhist sect now.

After thinking about it, there is only one thought left in my mind.

"I, I'll knock for you!" Wen Fang agreed very readily.

"That's the best." Fifteen said with a smile: "The two of you should come in first, and take a good rest in the next few days..."

The three of them finally went in. Fifteen talked and led the two of them around the yard.

Wen Fang winked at Wen Sheng and beckoned him to come forward, while he slipped silently to the end, watching the Tianyanghua in the yard waiting for an opportunity to strike.

Fifteen Yixin led the way and introduced, but didn't find it at all, "This is one of the Zen rooms..."

Hearing a sound of "咻", the Long Yuan Sword flew out from behind Wen Fang, and went straight to the most lush clump of Tianyang flowers, and the sword light fell to the top of the flower clump in the blink of an eye.

However, just before the tip of the sword touched the flower branch, another cold light hit Long Yuan unexpectedly, making a ding.

Everything happened so fast, Wen Fang only had time to hear the strange noise, and in the blink of an eye, he saw his Long Yuan being thrown back and stabbing into the door wall of the guest room!

噔......

Fifteen, who was about to push the door, stopped because of this, and turned around when he heard the sound. At some point, a blind man with a silver belt stood at the gate of the courtyard, and he was also an acquaintance.

Fifteen was a little surprised, "Daoist Xuanwei? You came back early?"

Who is the man in white clothes full of snow and as cold as the moon at the door, not Taoist Xuanwei?

Xuanwei Daoist turned to Wen Fang's direction, and was about to speak, when Fifteen's abrupt questioning interrupted him, "Are you alone? Brother Banli hasn't come back yet?"

Not only Wen Fang, but even Wen Sheng was surprised by his transformation, and couldn't help being curious about the relationship between these three people.