Liu Ruoyu jumped out first and asked with a smile: "Brother Ming, Master, what are you talking about?"
"Talk about gossip."
Zuo Chongming's eyes skipped over her shoulder and landed on Ji Xuanxuan behind her.
As if she was aware of his gaze, Ji Xuanxuan subconsciously overrecognized it. She pulled hard on the corners of her clothes with her fingers, and the blush on her cheeks became more obvious.
Zuo Chongming looked at her for a few times, especially at her breasts, which were about to come out, and asked strangely: "Did you buy too small for your clothes?"
Originally she was wearing a looser dress, her slim figure was looming, and her overall temperament was aloof.
But now it is a bright red dress, like a blooming rose, giving people a strong feeling of charm and temptation...
"These are my clothes."
Liu Ruoyu looked at her senior sister's figure with envy, glanced at herself in despair, and couldn't help but mutter: "It's just a little smaller."
Mingde recited the Buddha's name softly, lowered his eyes and whispered: "Now that the two female donors are here, the old monk can talk about the business."
Zuo Chongming narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Tuogu?"
"How does the donor know?" Mingde's face changed slightly.
He just accepted a disciple, but he hasn't mentioned it yet.
How did the other party know? This is simply...
"It's a good guess."
Zuo Chongming smiled casually and said: "Mingwang Temple has been destroyed, and you are not going to die soon. If you don't want the inheritance to be cut off, you have no choice but to find a successor."
"Everything the donor said is right."
Mingde smiled bitterly and nodded. He found that everything he was thinking seemed to be seen through by the other party.
This person's thoughtfulness, sharpness of thinking, and depth of the city are simply the only ones he has seen in his life.
Zuo Chongming pondered: "In fact, it is the wisest choice to entrust the disciples to Ji Xuanxuan and let the Xuanjian Sect take care of them."
"But there is a saying that makes people feel uneasy. Just because they are good people does not mean that the Xuanjian Sect is also a good person. There is no way anyone will plot to inherit the Myowang Temple."
"With this concern, your best choice is me, but you don't dare to trust me completely, so you wait until they come out."
Mingde gave up struggling and nodded sadly: "Yes."
Zuo Chongming smiled and said: "What you have to do next is to first negotiate this matter with me, and then give Ji Xuanxuan two benefits and let them supervise on their behalf."
Having said this, he tapped his fingertips on the table: "Then, let's make an offer."
"..." Mingde.
"..." Ji Xuanxuan.
"..." Liu Ruoyu.
There was silence for a while.
Mingde took a deep look at him and said in a deep voice: "The donor should know that Prajna Palm is simplified from "Prajna Palm to Conquer Demons"."
"That's right."
"The old monk is willing to hand over to you the complete copy of "Prajna Conquers the Devil's Palm"."
"What is your request?" Zuo Chongming poured tea for Ji Xuanxuan and the others.
Mingde said: "My disciple has a spiritual vein. The old monk wants to entrust the benefactor to take care of it for three years. When he reaches the blood coagulation state, he can let him go freely."
"Three years is a long time, but it's not impossible."
Zuo Chongming sipped his tea and said with a slight smile: "But a mere intermediate martial arts book is definitely not enough, which means... you have to pay more."
"...Brother Ming, why are you like this?"
Liu Ruoyu was choked by his words and couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth.
Mingde had already expected this, and followed his words and asked: "The donor can make a price."
"Haha~."
Zuo Chongming smiled but did not answer, and said casually: "Mingwang Temple has four advanced martial arts, the powerful Vajra Hand, the immovable Mingwang Body, the Mingwang Demon Seal, and the Wanxiang Guangming Fist."
"Master Mingde was a true disciple before, so he must have mastered one of them. If I were to guess, it would probably be Fudo Mingwang Shen."
"hiss……"
The wrinkles at the corners of Mingde's eyes trembled suddenly, and a bright light suddenly burst out from his eyes. He looked at him in horror, as if he had seen some kind of monster.
Liu Ruoyu's eyes rolled, and she leaned over and asked, "Brother Ming, why?"
Zuo Chongming raised his chin: "Defense Vajra Hands are cultivated both internally and externally. Practitioners all have broad palms and thick fingers. Do you see what his hands look like?"
"It's not like that." Ji Xuanxuan and the two looked at each other with an unclear feeling.
Zuo Chongming added: "The Demon Seal of King Ming is a core inheritance that can only be practiced by the abbot of Mingwang Temple. It is impossible for true disciples to have access to it."
"Where is the Wanxiang Bright Fist?" Ji Xuanxuan's curiosity was aroused and she couldn't help but ask.
"I'm not sure about this."
Zuo Chongming shook his head: "But if he hadn't cultivated the Immovable Ming King Body, he wouldn't have been able to survive and maintain the strength of the Blood Coagulation Realm."
Ji Xuanxuan's beautiful eyes were filled with brilliance. She looked at him intently for a while, then turned around and asked: "Master Mingde, he, the young master said..."
"..."
Mingde opened his mouth but stopped talking.
The way he looked at Zuo Chongming was like looking at a monster.
How did he know such secrets? Where did he know it?
"pity."
Zuo Chongming took a sip of tea to moisten his throat: "If it hadn't been for the catastrophe at Mingwang Temple four hundred years ago, there would actually be two advanced martial arts."
"ah?"
Liu Ruoyu half-opened her mouth and asked, "What kind of disaster is this?"
"There is a pagoda in Mingwang Temple, which suppressed many demons."
Zuo Chongming slowly said: "Four hundred years ago, demons rioted, and Mingwang Temple lost two high-level martial arts, the Root-Breaking Sword and the Sumeru Finger."
Ji Xuanxuan sighed: "It turns out there is such a secret."
"But why don't they kill the demon and insist on suppressing it?" Liu Ruoyu shook her little head and listened in a daze.
"This is related to Buddhist philosophy."
Zuo Chongming sarcastically said: "They value the equality of all living beings, so they want to save those demons and become their own protectors. They can also be called lackeys."
"That's why they went to great lengths to build the pagoda and imprison the demons in it. They call it repentance, but in fact... haha."
"Unfortunately, the cold jade dragon that happened not long ago actually ran away four hundred years ago and attacked Mingwang Temple for revenge."
"The cold jade dragon destroyed the pagoda and devoured the temporarily weak but powerful demons who had been imprisoned for a long time, and their strength increased dramatically."
"In this way, it was able to destroy Mingwang Temple, but the only thing it didn't expect was that Xuanjian Sect actually intervened."
"Ah this..."
Ji Xuanxuan looked at each other, and a thought came to their minds at the same time - the reincarnation of cause and effect.
"Okay, let's get down to business."
Zuo Chongming coughed lightly and looked at Mingde, who had a bitter look on his face: "Give me the body of Fudo Mingwang, and if you let me kill you again, I will agree to your terms."
"Clam?"
The three of them were stunned at the same time.
"Don't be nervous. If he doesn't agree, I won't do anything."
Zuo Chongming said calmly: "I practice a secret method that requires a lot of...evil energy, murderous energy, and violent energy."
Ji Xuanxuan suddenly understood and suddenly said: "So you work as a butcher in Yunhe Town to practice secret techniques?"
"That's right."
Zuo Chongming's mouth twitched.
In fact, this was just a reason he made up in order to gain cultivation points. Unexpectedly, Ji Xuanxuan came around.
However, this is also good.
In the future, players will not be suspicious when he does last-ditch hits or grabs monsters.
Because Zuo Chongming is practicing secret techniques.