Chapter 1204 The Supreme Secret Technique of Buddhism
Master Changmei's face was already livid, but now he heard Ye Qiu say that he was handsome and lucky, and his face became even more ugly.
What's the meaning?
Are you saying that I am ugly and therefore have bad luck?
"snort!"
Master Changmei snorted coldly, expressing his dissatisfaction with Ye Qiu, while secretly swearing in his heart.
"In the future, when looking for treasures, you must not bring the little brat with you. As long as he is here, there will be nothing wrong with me."
The long-mei master's eyes turned red with jealousy.
Ye Qiu first got the Suihou Pearl, and now he got a Qiankun Cauldron. Such luck can only be described in two words -
unbelievable!
Master Changmei was both envious and unwilling, so he said: "Little brat, if you weren't a poor Taoist, you wouldn't have come to Longmen at all."
"The fact that you were able to obtain the Suihou Pearl and the Qiankun Ding is all due to the poor Taoist."
"I'm not getting any benefits now, shouldn't you comfort me?"
Ye Qiu comforted him: "Don't be discouraged, old man. If you don't get the treasure now, you won't be able to get it in the future."
"Your uncle, do you know how to speak?" Master Longmei glared at Ye Qiu, "I don't care, you must give me some comfort."
"What comfort do you want?" Ye Qiu asked with a smile.
"Little bastard, since you already have the Qiankun Cauldron, why don't you give me the Emperor Sword?"
Master Changmei has been thinking about the Emperor Sword for more than a day or two. Now that he found the opportunity, he asked Ye Qiu for it without hesitation.
As soon as he said these words, Master Chang Mei regretted it, because he knew that the Imperial Sword was very important to Ye Qiu, and he would never give it away. If he asked Ye Qiu to ask for it himself, wouldn't this be humiliating himself?
"Forget it, pretend I didn't say anything..."
Before Master Changmei finished speaking, he heard Ye Qiu say: "Okay, since you like it, I'll give it to you."
"Are you serious?" Master Changmei looked at Ye Qiu in disbelief, "Are you really willing to give away the Imperial Sword?"
Ye Qiu said: "If it were anyone else, I would definitely not give it to you, but you are different. You are my good friend, and you have already spoken. If I refuse, wouldn't you be very embarrassed?"
When Master Changmei heard these words, he was so moved that he almost cried, "Little bastard, you are so kind to me, thank you."
"Don't be in a hurry to thank me. I want to explain to you that there is something wrong with the Imperial Sword. I hope you don't mind..."
Ye Qiu was only halfway through his words when Master Changmei took him over and said, "If you don't mind, please give me the Imperial Sword!"
Then, under the helpless eyes of the Changmei Master, Ye Qiu took out two broken pieces of the Imperial Sword.
"for you!"
Master Changmei was dumbfounded, "What's going on? Why did the Emperor's Sword break?"
Ye Qiu sighed: "Some time ago, during a battle with Dadong's master on an uninhabited island, the emperor's sword broke."
Chang Mei Zhenzhen said angrily: "Since it's broken, why did you give it to me?"
"Didn't you want it yourself?" Ye Qiu said: "Besides, I just reminded you that there was something wrong with the Imperial Sword, and you kept saying you didn't mind."
The real person with long eyebrows almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.
"Old man, do you still want it?" Ye Qiu asked.
Master Changmei said angrily: "The Emperor's Sword has been broken, what's the use of it?"
"You don't want it yourself. You can't blame me. Don't ask me for the Emperor Sword in the future." After Ye Qiu finished speaking, he quickly put the Emperor Sword back into his Qiankun Bag.
Although the Imperial Sword was broken, the sword followed Ye Qiu for a long time and experienced life and death together several times. To Ye Qiu, this sword was like Ye Qiu's closest brother.
He decided that if there was a chance in the future, he would definitely find a way to connect the Emperor Sword.
Master Longmei looked unhappy: "Little bastard, I don't care, you have to give me something good anyway, otherwise I will break up with you."
"What else are you thinking about?" Ye Qiu asked.
Master Changmei said: "I don't want other treasures, and you won't give them to me if I do. Why don't you just give me some money? Isn't this difficult for you?"
"Okay." Ye Qiu agreed and said with a smile, "Money is just a number to me."
Damn it, this bastard did it again!
At this moment, the five stars disappeared, the full moon turned into a curved hook, and the thousands of lotus flowers in the Yishui withered in an instant.
At the same time, the Buddha's light and the Sanskrit sounds on the mountains on both sides of the strait also disappeared.
The world returned to peace.
There were only two water dragons lying on the water, roaring loudly, as if bidding farewell to Ye Qiu.
"Go!" Ye Qiu said lightly.
hold head high--
The roar of the dragon sounded, and the two water dragons circled around Ye Qiu for a while, and then rushed into the Yishui. In the blink of an eye, everything was calm.
All the visions seemed like they had never happened.
"Huh?"
Ye Qiu looked at the hilltop opposite and suddenly let out a startled cry.
Master Longmei raised his eyes and saw a Buddha statue on the hilltop opposite, emitting a faint golden light.
Although the golden light is dim, it is still very conspicuous in the middle of the night.
Is there any treasure?
"Little bastard, let's go over and take a look. Maybe there's something good on the mountain opposite... Damn it!"
Master Changmei suddenly exclaimed because he discovered that Ye Qiu had appeared on the other side of Longmen Bridge at some unknown time.
"Little bastard, wait for me!"
Master Longmei yelled and quickly chased after him.
Soon, the two came to a Buddha statue.
Among the many Buddha statues, this Buddha statue is inconspicuous, only more than two meters high.
The Buddha statue sits cross-legged on the lotus platform, smiling, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, with his eyes lowered, lifelike.
At this time, a faint golden light emitted from the Buddha statue.
"It's strange, there are countless Buddha statues here, why is the Buddha's light appearing on this Buddha statue alone?" Master Changmei looked confused.
Ye Qiu took a step forward and walked to the Buddha statue. He raised his head and stared into the Buddha's eyes for a while. Suddenly, he felt a burning sensation in the palm of his right hand.
Ye Qiu looked down and saw a "卍" character appearing in the palm of his right hand, blooming with bright light.
"Buddhist Swastika!"
Master Longmei looked shocked and asked: "Where did you get it?"
"Caesar Temple." Ye Qiu replied.
The last time he went to the Caesar Temple and killed Kasyapa Nagarjuna, he not only got this mysterious swastika, but also got the Fangzhongshu and the thousand-year-old Bodhi tree.
"Old man, what's the purpose of the swastika?" When Ye Qiu spoke, he felt as if something was guiding him. He gently pressed his right palm on the Buddha statue.
"boom!"
Suddenly, dense seal characters erupted from the Buddha statue. Each seal character was as big as a copper coin and shone with blazing golden light.
The real person with long eyebrows opened his eyes wide and recognized them carefully.
Soon, he recognized it.
"This is... the supreme secret technique of Buddhism, the Spiritual Sutra!"
As soon as Master Changmei finished speaking, golden seal characters swarmed into Ye Qiu's eyebrows.
