Chapter 43 Dividing the spoils after the war, the fire baby flew back
This stone is the Luofu Laser Stone that the red-clothed lamas worked hard to snatch back from the hands of the evil spirit sect Luo Youshi.
This thing is only as big as a baby's fist and is not very regular, but it attracts everyone's attention, because under its black surface, there is the rainbow power that tears apart the space, and I don't know if it still exists.
The consciousness of Master Lunzhu was still there. Granny Ghost Demon held it in her hands, as if she was lifting a heavy mountain. Under everyone's gaze, she called her name: "Jiang Bai, come here!"
The young lama Jiang Bai was not surprised. He stepped out from the crowd and squeezed into the circle. Then he stretched out his palms and gently pressed them against the stone.
He closed his eyes, raised his head, took a deep breath, and then recited the scripture silently.
The atmosphere at that time was very solemn. No one paid attention to us approaching, and they all looked anxiously at the two people in the field. The little lama Jiang Bai murmured to himself, I don’t know what he was talking about, Zamao Xiaodao and I could
He understood some daily conversations in Tibetan, but the Tibetan Buddhist scriptures could only be regarded as heavenly scriptures. After a while, the little Lama Jiangbai opened his eyes with a happy face, looked around and looked around.
Master Panjue took a step forward and asked hesitantly: "Is Master Lunzhu here?"
"Here!" The reincarnated sage who had re-cultivated in three generations nodded happily and said that although Honghua was blocked, Master Lunzhu's will was very firm and he regenerated his true self inside - he is still there!
The old lamas with sad faces around them couldn't help but get excited when they heard the news. Although neither sadness nor joy is the nature of the Buddha, there were still some people who couldn't help but shed tears. The one who used the secret of "mind transfer" before
The master lama hugged the old lama who had been silent for a long time on the ground, with tears streaming down his face, muttering to himself, and saying with trembling lips: "Gerhepa died and passed away this time, but he died in the right place. It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!"
After a group of lamas got excited, they began to discuss how to reincarnate Master Lundrup who was here.
When it comes to reincarnation, Nyingma, Sakya, Kagyu, Kadam, and Gelug sects all have their own secret methods. At this moment, Master Lunzhu only has a trace of his soul left. How can he go through the weird religious sacrifices?
, to complete the matter of reincarnation and reconstruction, this is not something that we can decide here. We still need to return to Baiju Temple, or even go to Lhasa, in the Ramoche Temple or the Potala Palace to complete this matter.
The ceremony needs to be discussed as to how it will be carried out, so this matter needs to be carried out slowly.
The old lady ghost handed the black stone in her hand to the little lama Jiang Bai. Jiang Bai devoutly raised the stone above his head, bowed three times, and then carefully took out a saffron cloth bag.
He collected it and put it in his arms.
After confirming this side, everyone's attention was drawn back. Seeing a few of us who were still breathing heavily, the pale old Lama Panjue greeted us and said how was it inside? I shrugged my shoulders,
I don’t even know. I’m just running for my life. How can I remember to look elsewhere?
Master Prajna nodded and said that the zombie inside was very scary. If you hadn't stopped it in time, we might not have been able to escape.
I waved my hands and smiled bitterly, saying that it was just a coincidence. Who knows what happened...
Seeing the body of the Sword-backed Crocodile Dragon placed by the little demon Duoduo on the roadside, Panjue's slightly sad mood suddenly improved a little. He nodded and said, yes, your little demon is a good housekeeper.
At such a critical moment, I did not forget to take some benefits. I chuckled and said, yes, the children are used to living in poverty, and the most despised thing is the waste of natural resources.
Seeing everyone looking over in unison, the tiger cat standing on the Sword-backed Crocodile suddenly woke up and shouted loudly: "Don't panic, make an agreement in advance, the essence and blood of this Sword-backed Crocodile is
We can both use it and the demon pill, so we can’t separate them!"
After all, the lamas were all eminent monks who practiced Buddhism intensively and did not say anything. However, Liu Xuedao unexpectedly asked why.
Lord Tiger Cat glared at him angrily and said, "It's not all you. I just heard that you, the old boy, damaged Xiao Ming's lightning peach wood sword and almost broke it. The beast's essence and blood contained a strong
The gel molecules can be used to fill the gap of the broken thunder punishment, and the demon pill must also sneak into the handle to make the sword have spirit, so that it will not collapse and scatter again...
Liu Xuedao raised his head noncommittally and said, "I see. You, a fat bird, know quite a lot. May I ask where you come from?"
Until now, he has not yet given up on trying to find out the details of Lord Tiger Cat, but Lord ignored him and glanced at the face of the old lama Panjue. The old lama did not react at all.
He just nodded and said so. Zamao Xiaodao thought about it for a while, and then said, I only have one tendon for this thing, and you can divide the rest among yourselves.
This Stegosuchus is a treasure, but it's just some semi-finished products. We can't take it with us, so we might as well do it as a favor.
Although the lamas practice Buddhism, they are not very taboo about these corpses due to customs. Otherwise, the bone vajra and the kabala bowl made of the heads of eminent monks would not have appeared. They were seriously damaged this time.
Forget about Master Lunzhu, who failed to achieve transmutation. One Master Geriba died, two were injured, and the rest are crumbling. Such a tragic situation is not because these eminent monks have poor skills. These lamas who specialize in tantric yoga
, extremely skilled, but it was a pity that he met Fei Zhi, who was once in a thousand years, and almost became a drought demon, and the right envoy of the Evil Spirit Cult with many tricks.
This right envoy is capable of suppressing the Twelve Demonic Stars, and his skills are naturally incomparable to those of us little bastards.
In this world, everyone is afraid of comparison. Everyone has their own areas of expertise, and there is no absolute strength or weakness, right or wrong.
Liu Xuedao also participated in the process of dividing the spoils. The death of Xu Xiumei gave him a severe headache. If there were one or two precious materials on the Sword-back Crocodile, he would have an explanation after he returned. After making sure that the heat wave inside would not
After it surged out again, Zamao Xiaodao, who originally thought that his Thunder Punishment was about to be scrapped, began to move his hands rudely. He held a sharp knife in his right hand and began to slowly touch the meridians of this beast with his left hand.
Move little by little, touch slowly...
Finally, he squeezed and touched a node, his eyes lit up, and he skillfully poked the submandibular artery of the beast in front of him, making a small "T" shaped incision.
With this stabbing, the lamas began to recite sutras about saving the souls of the dead, and then the warm blood began to spurt out.
Because Stegosuchus had been saved and died by Master Prajna before, the force of the splash was not very strong. As soon as Zamao Xiaodao determined the position with his left hand, he pulled out the Thunder Penalty early, and then began to place it flatly below, carefully
Move. After some processing by Zamao Xiaodao, the first blood that spattered from the wound actually contained golden lines, and kept hitting the cracked lightning peach wood sword spine with many cracks.
The blood soaked in and then began to seep into the gaps, like a sponge, as if there was consciousness guiding it, swallowing the essence of the blood wantonly.
A minute later, the force of the blood splashing became even slower, and the blood that flowed out had a very fishy smell. Zamao Xiaodao did not put Lei Pun under it anymore, put it away, and then yanked his hand in
, that movement was indescribably reckless, and it was as if he was catching a loach. The five-meter-long body of the Sword-backed Crocodylus began to tremble like chaff under his random touches, as if it was alive.
After this divine touch from the Zamao Trail, the body of the Stegosuchus was swaying wildly, trembling, and then its limbs curled up uncontrollably.
Two minutes later, Zamao Xiaodao pulled out a three-meter-long transparent tendon with his right hand.
He turned back to look at the little demon Duoduo who was watching beside him, smiled, and said, "Little demon, if you add this thing to your nine-tailed demon-binding rope, it will not only bind demons, but also bind small poisonous things and whip them at will."
It’s possible. The little demon rejoiced and clapped his hands. But after these two moments, Zamao Xiaodao seemed to have exhausted all his energy and sat down on the ground. His face was pale and he raised the thunder punishment filled with pale golden blood.
He smiled bitterly and said to the little demon: "Demon Pill, I have to trouble you to find it, I can't bear it anymore..."
The little demon didn't contribute much in this battle, but he still had some energy left. Without saying a word, he agreed, rolled up his sleeves, reached into the wound, and dug around.
She is a spirit in her own right. Although she is the spirit of grass and trees and the womb of a unicorn, she is also very sensitive to demon pills. After a while, she took out a bead the size of a quail egg. This bead was not what we imagined.
That kind of golden light is because it is stained with too much flesh and blood, like the kind of fish bladder we encounter when killing fish. The flesh and blood are blurred, and the appearance is very ugly.
It looks ugly, but this thing is pregnant with a strong aura, which is demonic, and also has the majesty and desolation of dragon heritage. It is not easy to judge just from the field of Qi, but in the end it is still the same
nice one.
Of course, the tiger cat is as cunning as a monkey, so he will naturally get all the good things.
However, we are the biggest contributors this time. If we take more, no one will find fault.
After doing this, we all stood aside, holding hands, waiting for others to start. This matter of dividing the spoils is indecent, and it is easy to be criticized. If I question it, I say that the eminent monk is calm and has Buddha nature.
How could he participate? So I skipped it for now. Zamao Xiaodao and I studied the thunder penalty wrapped in coagulated blood gel. After a while, the little demon suddenly exclaimed: "Oh, Huowa!"
We looked in the direction she pointed, and saw Huo Wa flying towards us in the darkness, seemingly holding something in his arms.