Chapter 392: The Heroes Compete for the Treasure (5)

All included in this site are made and uploaded by members of this site, purely for personal hobbies and for the majority of netizens to communicate and learn, and the copyright of the works is owned by the original copyright owner.

This site respects the intellectual property rights of others, if the copyright owner believes that placing your work on this site will harm your interests, please point out that this site will be deleted immediately after confirmation.

This site only provides storage space, and belongs to the network service provider that only provides information storage space as stipulated by relevant laws and regulations, and does not directly obtain benefits through charging.

It is applicable to the provisions that can be exempted from liability if deletion is made after receiving the notice from the right holder.

The works, community topics, library comments and advertisements on this site are their personal actions and have nothing to do with the position of this site

Copyright©2013 263 Chinese All rights Reserved Copyright execution time: 0.394447 seconds

ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 129

Wuling Zhenren dragged the apprentice to the tatami mat and asked him to stretch his injured leg flat, only to see him stretch out the thumb of his right hand, press down slightly along his short leg and press it gently, I don't know what acupuncture point he pressed, not only did it hurt, but let the broken bones immediately stick together again.

Then the old way opened the dark compartment under the tatami mat and took out a clay pot from inside, which was filled with a black, viscous liquid, which smelled a little fragrant and a little fishy. He dipped in the drug, smeared the wound on the short leg evenly, leaned closer, and blew lightly......

Na Xiu knew the teacher's methods, and he was happy in his heart, and it seemed that he would be able to see Sister Bai again in a while.

"Hmph, what are you laughing at? Do you think your master is a man of God? I can't move for a month, so go back and lie down, this medicine can't be rubbed! ”

"Huh? One month? Master? Can it be shorter? I...... I still have something to do! ”

"Is your business important, or is your leg important? Don't let your kid get an inch, hurt your muscles and bones for a hundred days, and use drugs to help your short bones heal as soon as possible, but you still have to go out and get into trouble? ”

Na Xiu lowered his head in shame, drank a few cups of tea with the master, and asked Wuling Zhenren if he knew the Xiangu Temple in Xing'anling?

"Immortal Gu Temple? Hiss...... Did you and Ma Chengfeng go to the Xiangu Temple? Can you see the corpse of the Yellow Fairy Gu? ”

"Master, we not only went to the Xiangu Temple, but also found the dragon beard tree left by the Xianbei people, there is a golden boy hole under the tree, and there is a mysterious box hidden in the coffin of the tomb owner, although the box we are the most popular, but the people in the rivers and lakes are all eager to try it now, I'm afraid I can't keep it, so I came to ask the teacher, this thing is a blessing or a curse, how should we do it?"

"What a fate! I didn't expect you two little broken children to get this treasure by mistake, where is this thing now? "The eyes of the five spirit real people flashed with imperceptible greed.

"Hmm......" Na Xiu hesitated, a little regretful to tell the master the truth. The master treats himself like a mountain, and without the help of the master, he does not have his own skills now, but this thing is related to the safety of Sister Bai, and the real people of Wuling are also very interested in it.

"In ...... In the hands of a friend of mine, he did not dare to carry the treasure with him. "That's still very smart.

"And what are you going to do now?"

Na Xi fell into the curse of Tianlong Pei for Bai Su, and told the master about living in the Little Potala Palace first, saying that he planned to show this treasure to Master Puci before making plans.

"This is very good, my senior brother has a profound cultivation of the Dharma, and with his help, not only will those thieves not dare to peep at the treasures, but he will also help you lift the curse on your friend. But you're ...... now. Take a good rest, for the teacher's strength is almost recovered, I will help you run an errand. ”

"Really? Thank you for the great kindness of the master, the apprentice will be repaid with death! Na Xiu knelt on the ground excitedly and kowtowed three times.

This treasure is not safe for anyone, so what if he takes the treasure box to the Little Brada Palace and meets the thieves? Now that he has a broken leg, he is even more invincible with two fists and four hands! This time, there is a real master Wuling, it seems that Sister Bai has been saved!

Wuling Zhenren is a real living immortal, and there is nothing to be done about the thieves when they come, he and the ancestor of the thieves are all the same generation as the Yin and Yang Xuandao, even if the Yin and Yang Xuandao comes, they have to give three points.

Na Xiu returned to the mansion with Wuling Zhenren, Xiao Man's eyes were sharp, and he knew that he was a master when he saw his old appearance. Na Xi hurriedly introduced me and said that this is my mentor Wuling Zhenren, he is here to help us, bother Sister Xiaoman to accompany my master to the Little Potala Palace for a while.

"Well, have you thought about it, now that Cheng Feng doesn't know life and death, are you sure you want to send this thing to Master Puci?" Little Mando kept an eye on it.

It's not that Fifth Sister Chang doesn't trust Na Xi, the relationship between Na Xiu and Ma Chengfeng was all exchanged for her life, and anyone who doesn't believe him has to believe him. However, in the past, even if they licked the blood on the tip of the knife to seize the treasure, it was also a grudge within their theft. Ma Chengfeng, Chang Xiaoman, Wushuang, Ma Sihai, Ma Laoer, Dong Sanli, Tong Sixi...... All of them are thieves. But now I want to involve the five spirit real people and Master Puci, if this thing falls into the hands of Puci's old bald donkey in the end, wouldn't it be all in vain to steal the door? Besides, Cheng Feng's life and death are uncertain now, and if there is an accident, he is still waiting for this treasure to be exchanged.

"Sister Xiaoman, don't worry, my master and Master Puci are both living bodhisattvas of Pudu sentient beings, they do good deeds and accumulate virtue for a lifetime, and they are great benevolent people in the hearts of the people of our Rehe! This thing is enshrined in the Little Potala Palace, which should be foolproof. Even if something happens to my brother, it would be better than the two of us to have Master Puci and my master to negotiate, right? Na Xiu said.

"Yes, Sister Xiaoman, the affairs of the rivers and lakes should be handled by the people of the rivers and lakes, we are just girls, don't worry, my brother will handle it properly." He Qiumin also echoed and said.

"This ...... Well...... Alright, alright, but I'm going to hand it over to Master Puci myself. Chang Xiaoman struggled for a long time, and finally thought about it, Master Puci is also a contemporary living Buddha, a monk in Rehe, and a monk should not see a difference in wealth. Moreover, Ma Chengfeng asked them to go back to Rehe first, just to keep this treasure. Since it is a grudge against the door, no matter who Ma Chengfeng falls into, he will not be guilty of death.

Chang Xiaoman dug out the small treasure box under the root of the tree, and rushed to the Little Potala Palace with the five spirit real people.

"True person, Xiao Man heard my brother say, a few decades ago, you were a famous figure in the rivers and lakes, and you were called the two saints of Kanto along with the ancestor of the thief family. I don't know who is more clever between you and Xuandao? On the way, Chang Xiaoman asked him.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, there is no high or low skill in this world, people who are monks and cultivators, cultivate the heart, not external forces, Xuandao and I are not the same door, he is a person who cultivates both yin and yang, and I am a teacher of Luo Bu Ganya Living Buddha, the natural skills are different, how can I compare? Cultivators, doing good deeds and accumulating virtue is the key, planting good causes and reaping good results! Wuling Zhenren stroked his gray beard and said, but did not say it directly.

By the time I arrived at the Little Potala Palace, it was already more than two o'clock in the middle of the night. This old temple with a lot of historical charm is full of lanterns, and the mountain road is quiet, and the two of them walk up the stone steps and a bench. The small Potala Palace is built on the mountain, and the lower side is the summer resort, and the old temple of Laikena enters the mountain villa has a separate mountain gate.

Halfway up the mountainside, the forest is dense, the mountain road finally stands strange stones, and the candlelight of the lantern looks like a ghost, Xiao Man has already become a frightened bird, so he asked Wuling Zhenren: "Real person, why do I feel that the back is swishing?" Will...... Could it be that there is something dirty nearby? ”