Bei Xuan followed after seeing this, but he was very strange in his heart. The demon pill can only be obtained by killing powerful demon beasts. Monster beasts are impossible for ordinary warriors to encounter.
The abbot uncle didn't know where he got a demon pill back then. Logically speaking, apart from secretly borrowing it personally, it shouldn't be so easy to take it away. But now, the abbot uncle actually wants to take him there to pick up the thing?
When the two came to a cave in the back mountain, Beixuan looked at the bamboo papers all over the cave and couldn't help but be startled.
The deep mountain where Zen Buddhist Temple Sect is located is very large. To be precise, it is composed of a mountain range.
Although Beixuan has grown up here since he was a child, his exploration of the entire mountain range is only a few percent, not to mention that many places are restricted.
Unless he is personally led by the person who created the restrictions, he will never be able to break those restrictions in his life.
"Uncle Abbot, these bamboo slips are all Buddhist dharma? When did our Zen Buddhist Academy have so many collections?" Beixuan said and picked up the bamboo slips scattered by his footsteps.
When he studied Buddhism, he always went to Nanwu Buddhism. He never expected that he would have such a large collection at home.
But when Beixuan saw the writing on the bamboo paper, he frowned because he couldn't recognize the writing on it at all.
It's not Buddhism or ancient writing, it's more like something made up of strange characters.
Although Bei Xuan could not recognize what these characters meant, these characters seemed to have magic power, attracting Bei Xuan's attention.
The abbot of the Zen Buddhist Temple Sect saw this scene and did not wake up Beixuan.
But he only moved his hands when Bei Xuan's mental power fluctuated.
"Your knowledge of Buddhism is too shallow to understand the content here. Be careful of being possessed. The demon elixir you want is on the innermost shelf. Get it yourself." When the abbot of the Zen Buddhist Academy spoke, his eyes were filled with determination.
There is some disappointment.
The abbot of the Zen Buddhist Temple Sect himself did not know whether the bamboo slips scattered all over the place were Buddhist teachings.
But these things are all things passed down from generation to generation by the Zen Buddhist Temple Sect. I thought Beixuan could understand the things inside a little bit, but I didn't expect that he was the same as me. He couldn't recognize the words on it, but he was attracted by the mysterious words inside.
Strength gives attraction.
Beixuan took the demon pill at extremely fast speed and prepared to leave, but when he was about to leave the cave, he was grabbed by the abbot.
"You haven't told me yet who wants the demon pill. I have to know where this thing is. After all, I spent countless means to get it. Besides...this transaction is all about paying one hand and paying the other hand."
Delivery, don’t cheat your own family!”
Beixuan smiled awkwardly, and after struggling for a long time, he had no choice but to tell Chen Yang.
As for the so-called reward, Beixuan said: "Chen Yang is an alchemist. If the sect has any needs, he will naturally not shirk it."
The name Chen Yang is naturally familiar to the abbot of the Zen Buddhist Academy Sect.
In order to know who Chen Yang's master was, he personally went down the mountain to several places to inquire.
Although I have never met Chen Yang in person, I have learned a lot about Chen Yang from Beixuan.
"Didn't you say before that Chen Yang disappeared? This young man came out again?"
"Well, since it's him, it doesn't matter. I happen to have a pill and I can't find anyone to help me refine it."
Looking at Beixuan's leaving figure, the abbot of the Zen Buddhist Academy suddenly felt a blood energy shrouding Beixuan's head and frowned involuntarily.
