"Okay, I see. ”

"By the way, Chisato is that guy, is it better?"

"It's much better, and now I'm still cultivating in the sect. ”

"That's good. Hehe, if you really want merit that much, I have a solution. ”

"You say. ”

Liu Pang said: "On the thirteenth stall in the east of Bodhi City, there is a monk with red spots on his face, you can go to him and buy some merits." ”

"Merit can still be bought?" Cheng Zhaozhao was surprised.

"Why not? You can trade anything in this world. It's just that the shopkeeper of Ren Baoge in Bodhi City is a stubborn Buddhist cultivator, and he doesn't sell merit. Otherwise, I would have let you go to Ren Bao Pavilion a long time ago. ”

Hearing this, Cheng Zhaozhao said: "Okay, I'll go to Fang Market to have a look." ”

"Hey, wait. I haven't told you the code yet, and this matter has to be kept a low profile, so I can't let the Buddha know about it......"

After Liu Fatzi's advice, Cheng Zhaozhao had already come to the Fang City of Bodhi City.

As Liu Fatzi said, most of the shops in the market here sell Buddhist artifacts, and a few stalls sell ordinary monks' spiritual weapons.

She walked to the thirteenth stall and saw that the stall had come to the courtyard in the cold, and only one Jindan monk was lying on a bamboo chair, his face covered with a cloth, and he was asleep.

"The stall owner. Cheng Zhaozhao called.

The monk snorted twice, but did not get up.

"Once upon a time there was a mountain. Cheng Zhaozhao said the code according to what Liu Fatzi taught.

"What kind of mountain is it?" said the monk, taking the handkerchief on his face, with a look of surprise.

Cheng Zhaozhao saw the palm-sized red spot on his face and replied, "Dabaoshan in front of the Buddha." ”

"Come to Debao Mountain!" the monk immediately got up and approached: "Contemptible Honghe." What does the fairy want to buy?"

Honghe?

Cheng Zhaozhao was impressed by this name, and she asked, "Do you have a disciple named Barren Mountain Daoist?"

Honghe Zhenren looked at her vigilantly at the moment: "If the fairy doesn't come to buy things sincerely, it's better to invite them back." ”

Cheng Zhaozhao took out a storage bag full of spirit stones: "In this way, you can answer, right?"

Honghe Zhenren took it, and smiled at the moment: "The news is a business, and the fairy is quite good." But you have to tell me first, you're here for revenge?"

"It's not. ”

"It's not the best, if you are looking for revenge, the contemptible can be ugly first, there are many disciples under the contemptible people, and the barren mountains, Kui Mountain, and Niutou Mountain do not know how many, if the fairies want to come to find trouble with the contemptible people because of their, then don't blame the contemptible people for being ruthless. Hong He Zhenren said and showed his natal spirit weapon, which was a steel heavenly sword about seven feet long.

Cheng Zhaozhao said: "The barren mountain Taoist saved my life back then. It was also mentioned that there was a master who was a real person in Cangwu Honghe. ”

Hong He Zhenren rolled his eyes and put away the steel heavenly mace: "I see, but it's a pity that he died." If you repay the favor, go to his disciples. ”

"Where are the others now?"

"You said Kiyoki?"

Cheng Zhaozhao nodded again and again, and then he was sure that the person in front of him was really the real person of the ancestor Honghe in Qingmu's mouth.

"That boy came to learn the magic from the despicable man for a while, and then he went around. Where it is now, the contemptible people don't know. Hong He Zhenren said and led her to the small room behind the stall, and said, "Let's talk about the old things another day, it's important for the fairy to do business." ”

Hearing Cheng Zhaozhao talk about buying merit, Honghe Zhenren sighed: "Why didn't you come early?"

"How?"

"I was bought all the merit on hand by a group of people who just entered the city this morning. Now if you want to buy it again, I'm afraid you'll have to wait a few more days. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao asked, "Except for here, there are no other stalls in this city to buy?" ”

Hong He Zhenren's face sank immediately.

Cheng Zhaozhao also knew that this matter was not in accordance with the rules, and handed over a storage bag: "The business is not in benevolence and righteousness, and I hope that the real person will make it convenient." ”

After taking the spirit stone, Hong He Zhenren's face softened slightly: "If it weren't for the fact that you and my disciple had some karma, the contemptible people would definitely not tell you." ”

"Thank you very much. ”

Leaving Honghe Zhenren's booth, Cheng Zhaozhao glanced back, Honghe Zhenren covered the cloth again, and lay down in the sun and fell asleep.

Cheng Zhaozhao was a little worried about not being able to make friends with the monk who was once out of reach in his mind, but he didn't feel pity. After all, she knew the Barren Mountain Daoist, Qingmu, not the real person of Honghe in their mouths.

According to Honghe Zhenren's prompt, Cheng Zhaozhao came to the other end of Fang City, where there was a stall with a booming business.

The stall owner is a scruffy-looking Jindan monk, with several strings of large Buddha bones hanging around his neck, wearing an orange robe, and half of his muscular arms and chest are exposed.

However, this person's dress is not a Buddhist practice, but just a casual practice that has been here for a long time.

Cheng Zhaozhao looked in front of his stall for a moment, listening to the monks call him 'Lao Lin', until the monks around his stall had dispersed, and she stepped forward: "Lao Lin, is there merit?"

Lao Lin glanced at her with a wary expression: "How do you know?"

Cheng Zhaozhao said: "Honghe was introduced by real people. ”

Hearing this, Lao Lin breathed a sigh of relief: "It's incredible that minced meat can still leak out between the teeth of Honghe's iron rooster." ”

"How to buy it?"

"Don't worry, the fairy will come with me first. ”

It was the hut behind the stall again, and Cheng Zhaozhao entered with it, and saw Lao Lin Shen mysteriously taking out a few Buddhist artifacts.

"These Buddhist artifacts are of high grade, and I wouldn't take them out to ordinary people. The fairy can take a look at it first, and if you like it, just take it...... Let's talk about merit. Lao Lin smiled meaningfully.

Hearing this, Cheng Zhaozhao didn't understand that he was asking for a fee, and he would only inform him of his merits after buying his Buddha artifact first.

Cheng Zhaozhao is already reluctant to buy it, so it's better to go to the city to do good deeds and accumulate virtue than to let him do this.

There was a conclusion in her heart, but her face was not obvious, Cheng Zhaozhao took the Buddha weapon and looked at it, but she didn't want to look at it, her face changed.

As Lao Lin said, these Buddhist artifacts are of high grade, and they are many times better than those in the stalls outside him, but every piece of Cheng Zhaozhao is very familiar.

Not only is it familiar, but she and Liu Fatzi also played and discussed together.

These are all Buddha artifacts on Yun Xiang's body.

Yun Xiang has been missing in the Cliff Mountain Range for many years, how could his Buddha artifact be owned by this person?

Cheng Zhaozhao looked at Lao Lin with sharp eyes, and asked directly, "Where did these Buddha artifacts come from?"

Seeing her reaction, Lao Lin secretly said that something was wrong in his heart, so he immediately snatched the Buddha artifact and snorted coldly: "What, don't you know the rules of the Fang Market?

Seeing Lao Lin's eyes fluttering, Cheng Zhaozhao became more and more sure of what he was thinking: "Do you still know that it is Fang Market, when can't you inquire about the place of origin of the things in Fang Market?

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