Chapter 135 Although the poor monk is a bald donkey, there is one thing to say
"Taoist Master"
Seeing that his companion's breath gradually improved and his face became rosy, the man in gray couldn't help but be overjoyed.
He bowed to the young Taoist priest in front of him, his voice choked with sobs.
"If it hadn't been for the Taoist Master's help today, I'm afraid Han would have been buried in the barren mountain."
"Why is this so?"
Baizhu didn't even raise his eyes:
"It is the right thing to do to take people's money and eliminate disasters for them."
He rotated his fingers one after another and produced dozens or hundreds of seals in an instant.
The surging Yuan Qi of heaven and earth rushed in instantly, stretching the bodies of several injured people to a point of bulging, as if they would explode at any time.
"alright."
The young Taoist priest stopped his movements and spoke calmly.
"The flesh wound is not a big problem."
He pointed to the few people who were still unconscious and said:
"If you want to get better quickly, you can feed them a few pills by yourself. After a few more days, they will wake up."
When the man in gray clothes named Han heard this, he took out a few bottles of elixirs from his Xumi bag and hurriedly fed them in.
He also mobilized his little remaining energy to help them refine the medicinal power.
Bai Shu watched the man in gray finish all this before he asked:
"I don't know your surname? How could you pass by Xiaozang Mountain? As for this Linglong Zi"
He pinched the shiny, slender Taoist seed that was as long as two fingers and raised his eyebrows slightly.
There are countless bells, tripods, towers, towers and other strange patterns carved on Daozhong's body. The graphics are incomplete, and even the lines are intermittent and blurred.
Holding the exquisite diamond in your hand, you will feel a pure and cool feeling rising from your heart. It seems to be able to eliminate all distracting desires and clarify your inner lake.
Linglongzi is one of the Taoist species in the world.
Although the quality is only inferior and far inferior to the Ku Hai Buddha in Bai Shu's body, it is still a Tao seed.
I don’t know how many Yangfu monks have been seeking for a Tao seed but cannot get it. Even though they have worked hard and worked hard for ten years, they have polished their body and spirit into one, and promoted them to the level of Qi Blood.
But without Tao seed, everything is just in vain.
The third level of Yang Fu's True Talisman.
Although this level is compared to chicken help by most ascetic monks in the world, it is tasteless to eat and it is a pity to discard it.
The True Talisman Tao is just a high foundation for breaking through the Vajra, with a profound foundation.
But for the warriors in this world, those who can break through to the existence of Vajra without the Tao seed are, after all, very few and only one among ten thousand.
For those monks, Taoism has never been an external thing.
To put it more bluntly, with a Tao Seed in hand, his combat power increased several times.
But the man in gray clothes named Han in front of him just went out for a walk and happened to meet a Taoist.
This great fortune even made Baizhu surprised.
"My surname is Han, and my single name is Ying. This is my little sister Han Ying."
"Taoist Master, save me and wait for your name."
The man in gray clothes repeatedly raised his hand: "This Linglongzi naturally belongs to the Taoist Priest."
"That poor Taoist would be disrespectful."
Bai Shu stuffed the Linglongzi into the Niwan Palace and said with a smile:
"But there is one thing I don't know about Pindao. Is Brother Han so lucky? If you go out casually, you can meet the Taoist seed born."
"Good luck? What happened to Han Ying today can't be called good luck."
The man in gray clothes smiled bitterly, with a sad look on his face.
"Han Ying was born in a small aristocratic family in Xihe City near Xiaozang Mountain.
Three years ago, I heard that a mountain spirit was about to be born in Xiaozang Mountain. Since then, Xiaozang Mountain has become a forbidden area."
After listening to Han Ying's words with a grimace on his face, Baizhu suddenly understood.
Three years ago, a mountain spirit appeared in Xiaozang Mountain, but it was interrupted by Taiweishan and the Xu family at the same time.
In order not to harm the harmony, the two families agreed to compete with the younger generation.
Xu Yong and Taiweishan Xiaodaozi.
Whoever can take the lead in subduing the mountain spirit will be able to win the fortune.
As soon as this incident came out, each sect near Xiaozang Mountain restricted their own disciples and were not allowed to trespass at will, so as not to be misunderstood by the two families.
As for Taohuazhai and Qingfenggang, it was just a dispute between the two of them when they were extremely bored.
Han Ying was born in Xihe City near Xiaozang Mountain, so he naturally knew the whole story. On weekdays, even if he drove the escape light, he would go far around Xiaozang Mountain and not dare to get close.
But this time, when he took his little sister and a few friends to ride a flying boat, he was preparing to go out to the city for fun.
Perhaps on a whim, Han Ying ignored the obstruction of his friends and insisted on approaching Xiaozang Mountain.
At this time, he happened to see the birth of Linglongzi.
"I originally wanted to offer Linglongzi and ask Deng Xingwang to be lenient."
Han Ying frowned and shook his head:
"But that man is crazy. Even if I hand over Linglongzi, he will still kill me to silence me, so"
Bai Zhu also shook his head, still feeling ridiculous in his heart.
Xu Yong has been guarding Xiaozang Mountain for three years, but he has not seen any divine objects from heaven and earth. However, as soon as Han Ying drove a flying boat, Linglong was born in Xiaozang Mountain.
Perhaps this is a great blessing.
"Then what are Brother Han's plans for the future?" Bai Shu asked.
Whether he wanted it or not, Deng Xing must have hated him. Bai Shu helped Han Ying for a while, but he couldn't help him forever.
"Although my Han family is not a prominent family, it is still a bit thin in Xihe City."
Han Ying pointed to several unconscious companions and said:
"Brother Chu and the others are also from aristocratic families in Xihe City."
He shook his head sadly, his eyes a little helpless:
"I dare not ask for an apology from the Gaoling Xu family. At least, it is more than enough for me to protect myself."
They were also members of the aristocratic clan, and since Deng Xing failed to kill them all immediately, it was natural that the matter would be settled later.
Xu Yong had no reason to continue to kill Han Ying and others, and the aristocratic families in Xihe City naturally did not have the courage to go up the mountain to question the crime.
The beatings Han Ying and the others received were in vain.
"That's good."
Bai Shu nodded and didn't bother to pay attention.
"Taoist Master." Han Ying said:
"Do you want the Taoist Master to stay in Xihe City for a few days? It's better to let Han Ying be the host and express his gratitude."
"I just passed by by chance." Baizhu flatly refused: "Pindao has important matters to attend to, so it is inconvenient to stay in Xihe City for a long time."
"It turns out." The man in gray clothes smiled, but bowed solemnly to Bai Shu:
"The Taoist priest's kindness is engraved in Xu Ying's heart and he will never forget it!"
The woman in the yellow shirt frowned slightly when she heard Bai Zhu's answer. There was a slight look of disappointment on her face, but in the end she lowered her head and said nothing.
The cloud car escaped extremely fast, in just a quarter of an hour under Bai Shu's personal action.
In front of us, a large and densely populated city appeared.
After putting Han Ying and others down on the carriage, Bai Shu politely declined their attempts to stay, and quietly escaped into the city to enjoy the scenery.
When we arrived at Qinghuang County, we were not far from Tongjiang.
At this time, after being on the run for several months, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
The city is bustling with traffic and there are endless crowds of people. It is obviously a really prosperous city.
Bai Shu swam among the crowd like a nimble white fish, and no one in the crowd could touch the hem of his clothes.
Just as Bai Zhu was about to approach a restaurant, suddenly, there was a noise in front of him, which attracted his attention.
"If Buddha said it was right, then this must be right!"
A thin black monk put his hands on his hips, spitting everywhere, and pointed at the butcher with a sinister face in front of him.
Beside him, a group of people watching the excitement had already gathered.
"You sell grass-pork and local dragon meat? Your Buddha grew up eating meat. Can this thing fool your Buddha's eyes?"
The thin black monk raised his sleeves and beat the butcher until he was running around with his head in his hands. The crowd couldn't see it and hurriedly stepped forward to stop the monk.
"Monastics." Someone whispered: "What kind of meat do monks eat?"
"Not convinced?"
The thin black monk's eyes widened, making the person who spoke startled.
"Since ancient times, my Buddhist family has been drinking, eating meat, playing with women, and doing all kinds of evil. Although I am a monk, I still have to say something.
At the next door, there is a true monk, compassionate, indifferent and elegant, with a fairy-like demeanor and not stained by a single speck of dust."
The thin black monk patted his chest and said loudly:
"The poor monks and these bald donkeys are all a group of bastards who have dark minds and have no children. Only the Taoist sect is the true holy land in the mountains.
To be honest with you, although the poor monk is a bald donkey, there is a saying that everyone in our Buddhist sect is really yearning for the elegance of Taoism!"
As soon as these words came out, not to mention the people who were watching the excitement, their faces were full of surprise, their eyebrows were raised and their eyes were squinted.
Baizhu, who had just approached, suddenly turned dark when he heard the words of the thin black monk.
