Bai Shu was stunned when he heard this. He looked at the elegant young monk with red lips and white teeth under the golden bridge, thoughtfully.
The whole body of the Golden Bridge is like water waves, flowing with warm Buddha light, accompanied by the faint sound of Zen chanting sutras. The golden lotus roots are rooted in the void, swaying out bits and pieces of brilliance.
As the young monk walked down the Golden Bridge, the entire Golden Bridge swayed slightly, then disintegrated into light mist, which was gathered into the young monk's sleeves.
Bai Shu looked at this scene and his eyes flashed.
"This senior brother," he shouted, "Senior brother stopped me and I don't know what to say."
"Big things, naturally they are big things."
The young monk spoke with a smile, but his eyes looked around furtively, lest anyone around him catch a glimpse of him.
When he saw that everything in the surrounding area was completely silent, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Go to your room."
The young monk smiled loudly, stepped forward to use the white magic technique on his arm, and with one step, a golden light shot up and flew away into the distance.
"Go to your room and talk in detail!"
Whoosh————
The golden light under the young monk's feet seemed dim and bright, and it moved very quickly, but suddenly, it disappeared.
It's not like smashing through the void with brute force and reaching thousands of miles away. It's more like a swimming fish merging into deep water and then gliding along with the force of the water with the help of the waves.
Layers of wrinkles appeared in the void, revealing the deep things inside, which were dark, dark, and chaotic, like a heavy curtain of water.
This experience is not the first time...
Bai Shu suddenly remembered that when he first practiced the "Visualization Sutra on the King of Asuras", in the strange spiritual world in the Sutra, he had also transformed into an Asura born of moisture.
The twelve-armed, six-legged, four-faced Asura born from moisture named Pochi.
Those born from dampness are inferior to Shura. They swim in the sky in the morning and return to the water in the evening.
In martial arts practice, only those who have perfected the Vajra can barely walk in the void and move their bodies.
But for asuras, even the inferior wet-born Asuras, wandering in the void is their instinct, just like breathing or walking.
When Baizhu transformed into Po Chi, he also experienced the feeling of walking in the void. Now, it is once again...
But in an instant, the young monk approached the residence with Bai Shu. Bai Shu made a seal to open the palace, and then made a gesture of invitation towards the smiling young monk.
"This senior brother."
Bai Shu waved his sleeves to cover up the palace ban, and said to the young monk, "Who is this senior brother? What do you mean when you come to seek poverty?"
"Junior Brother Xuming, the young monk's name is Xuanti."
The young monk called out Bai Zhu's true name. He sat down in front of the green jade bank, and the rosary beads on his wrist were shining with brilliance.
"From the lower courtyard of Vajra Temple."
The monk named Xuandi smiled warmly, "One of the three hundred Zen monasteries, Guzang County, Qingyan Cave."
Guzang County, Qingyan Cave...
Baizhu's pupils shrank. At this moment, he suddenly remembered something Cui Yuanzhou had said to him.
The Buddhist son of Konggang Temple has the same constitution as the Confucian saint Xuan Wenjun - a person who is born with no flaws.
The Buddha of the Vajra Temple is a sacred figure born in the four realms of Vajra.
He also came to Qingli Palace in Tongjiang and came on behalf of King Kong Temple to sign an alliance with Lord Qingli.
And he was a direct disciple of the abbot of the Vajra Temple. He was secretly kept in Qingyan Cave, one of the three hundred Zen monasteries, by a group of disciples of the Vajra Temple, hiding from the eyes and ears of the world.
It was not until recently that this innate and flawless person truly appeared in the world.
"Master Xuandi..."
Looking at the young monk in front of him, Bai Shu hesitated for a moment.
"Call me Senior Brother, just Senior Brother Xuandi."
The young monk nodded slightly, with a smile on his face. "The Holy Fruit of Guangwujue, the Vacuum Body is Natural - the abbot is from the 'Ti' generation. If you really want to say it, I should be from the 'Zi' generation."
"Then how can the young monk be addressed as senior brother?"
Bai Shu smiled helplessly: "Isn't it confusing the number of generations?"
"What kind of chaos is the number of generations?"
Monk Xuandi narrowed his eyes slightly and touched his head.
"I don't even have a Dharma name yet, and now I'm just called Xuanzang."
He patted Bai Zhu on the shoulder, smiled and said
"Just call me Senior Brother, there is no need to be formal."
"Senior Brother Xuandi..."
Bai Shu clasped his hands together and silently recited the Buddha's name to stop the transformation of Yi Xiang Dan.
The brilliance around him swirled around, as if he were caged in the light rain of a waterfall. When the brilliance dissipated, the original appearance of Bai Shu was revealed.
The young monk, whose skin is as radiant as snow and whose eyes are like lacquer, is dressed in white, with a slight smile in his eyes. His handsome body is no less handsome than the previously transformed fake body.
"Junior brother is truly a man of heaven and grace."
Looking at the young monk in white, Monk Xuandi sighed, and then spoke in sincere admiration.
"It's just like Wu Xian Shen Monk's youthful demeanor."
"How dare you compare yourself to Master Wuxian."
Bai Shu took a step back, bowed his head humbly, and asked again
"Senior Brother Xuandi came to look for me. I wonder what he can teach me?"
"Teaching is too much."
Monk Xuandi shook his head and opened his palm towards Bai Shuping. In his palm, with a flash of light, a compact light cyan box the size of a fist appeared out of thin air.
"I also know the purpose of junior brother's visit. It's for the Milo Lamp, that ancient treasure that can enhance one's understanding."
Xuandi paused for a moment, then spoke.
"Junior brother will face Chen Jizi of the Chen family in Luojiang next, a real young talent."
He raised his head and happened to meet Bai Zhu's eyes.
"How about it, what are the chances of winning, Junior Brother?"
What are the chances of winning...
Bai Shu frowned slightly and didn't answer for a long time, while Xuanzai didn't mean to urge him at all and just sat quietly on the side.
"Forty percent...about 40%..."
After a while, Bai Shu finally said in a deep voice, "I can't find out the details of Chen Jizi. I think the chance of winning is only about 40%."
Whether it was Chen Jizi dueling with Shao Mao of the Star Reaching Sect, Ji Zheng defeating Qing Shen Guan, or Su Zheng Qian subduing Zhe Bingshan, the ending was always done with a single finger.
Just one finger is enough to defeat the enemy.
What Chen Jizi hides is deeper than everyone thinks.
Forty percent...
Monk Xuandi's eyes narrowed, he raised his head and pushed the small light cyan box towards Baizhu.
"With it, I think I have a 40% chance of winning, and I can add another 20% to it."
"What is this?" Bai Shu hesitated and took the box in his hand. The small dark green box was only the size of a fist, and Ye Ye gave off a light blue glow.
"Have you ever heard of Qingshen Temple?" Xuan Di asked.
"Natural." Baizhu nodded.
Qingshen Temple is the Holy Land of Beiwei. In front of Juetian Tiantong, an existence named Qingyao Xuantu Mingguang God is enshrined as the deity of the holy place.
The Qingshen Temple is said to be the Taoist tradition left by Qingyao Xuantu Mingguang God.
"The first Holy Master of Qingshen Temple had great luck and accidentally obtained an ancient relic named Qingyao Xuantu Mingguang God."
Xuan Ti pointed at the small light green box in the palm of Baizhu's hand and said
"This thing is the product of that ancient relic. Even in the huge Qingshen Temple, there are only ten fingers of creation like this at most."
Bai Shu stared at the small box for a long time. After a long time, he opened his mouth and said
"Senior brother..."
"This is not due to senior brother. Senior brother, I am very poor. I usually pick wild vegetables in the mountains and use them to make soup to satisfy my hunger."
Xuan Ti smiled and waved his hand, "This thing is given to you by Master Shenzu from the temple."
"Master of Divine Foot!"
Bai Shu was shocked and asked urgently, "Did Master Shenzu also come to Tongjiang?"
"Yeah." Xuandi nodded slightly.
He casually made a seal, and in an instant, all the ways to use this small light green box appeared in Baizhu Xinhu.
Before Bai Shu could speak again, Xuan Ti clasped his hands together, smiled at the monk in white, and stepped away in the golden light.
"I hope my junior brother's martial arts star shines brightly and he succeeds in victory!"
His low voice echoed through the quiet room, but the person quietly disappeared.
