The black-armored toad jumped down from the claws of the silver-white air dragon transformed by Han Jiulin, and then immediately flew into the dilapidated temple, shouting loudly inside: "Master, my disciple has brought Brother Han back safely.
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Although Xiao Lengtong didn't know why Han Jiulin brought her to this dilapidated temple, based on her trust in Han Jiulin, she still believed in his decision and followed Han Jiulin into the dilapidated temple.
Han Jiulin glanced at the temple and saw that apart from Monk Xian Tao and the black-armored Toad, there was only an extremely injured old man lying on a long table.
The old man had suffered severe blood loss, his body had dried up beyond recognition, his eyes were deeply sunken, and he was about to become a mummy.
If any other cultivators had suffered such injuries, they would have died long ago.
But this old man has persisted to this day by virtue of his own cultivation and extremely tenacious belief.
Han Jiulin stared at the old man for a while, wondering who he was. Was it Monk Xian Tao who rescued Baili Yuntian's grandfather from Baili Xifeng?
Monk Xian Tao came to the lobby from the inner courtyard. He showed joy when he saw Han Jiulin. Then he quickly pulled Han Jiulin into the inner courtyard and said:
"Donor Han, you are finally here. It's so hard for this poor monk to wait for you here!"
Han Jiulin said: "Master Xian Tao, now there are three masters of the fifth level of heaven behind me who are chasing me. I'm afraid they will come here soon. Could it be that Master Xian Tao is planning to rescue Han?"
"Amitabha..." Monk Xian Tao bowed to Han Jiulin with his hands folded, and then responded:
"Donor Han is really joking. How can a poor monk with his meager cultivation be able to defeat three masters of the fifth level of heaven?"
Han Jiulin said: "Master Xiantao doesn't intend to take action, so why did he let Black Spear bring me here?"
"Hey, Donor Han, since you are in trouble, how can this poor monk refuse to save you?
It's just that although I don't have the ability to resolve this crisis for you, I have another treasure that can help you get through this disaster!"
As soon as Monk Xian Tao finished speaking, he took out a palm-sized crystal stone from his sleeve, held it in his hand, shook it towards Han Jiulin, and then spoke:
"Donor Han, look at what I have in my hand, can it help you get through this crisis?"
Han Jiulin looked at the spar in Monk Xian Tao's hand and recognized it at a glance as an earth-level spiritual stone. Then he couldn't help showing a look of joy and said quickly:
"Master Xian Tao actually hides an earth-level spiritual stone?
Great! With this earth-level spirit stone, I'm afraid those three guys will be able to run away!"
Monk Xian Tao stared at Han Jiulin with a smile, then hid the earth-level spirit stone behind his back, then stretched out a fat and wide palm and waved it in front of Han Jiulin:
"Donor Han, since the spiritual stone here is a life-saving thing, the poor monk will give you a personal price and sell you five million spiritual stones!"
As soon as Monk Xian Tao finished speaking, Han Jiulin's face instantly darkened, and his forehead was covered with black lines:
"The price of favor?
You are sure to be slaughtered as a fat pig! You, a great monk, are too dark, and the price increased five times as soon as you opened your mouth!"
An earth-level spirit stone is actually worth about one million spirit stones according to the market price. Unless it is in a special environment like an auction house, it is impossible to sell it for more than 1.5 million spirit stones.
However, Monk Xian Tao is so greedy now. He asked for five million spirit stones as soon as he opened his mouth. He really regarded Han Jiulin as a scapegoat, just waiting to trick Han Jiulin into coming here and then kill him severely!
Seeing Han Jiulin's unkind expression, Monk Xian Tao immediately said:
"Donor Han, do you know that this poor monk almost lost his life when he obtained this earth-level spiritual stone? He tried his best to set up a trap and stole it from a master of the fifth-level heavenly realm!"
"Actually, judging from the relationship between the poor monk and Donor Han, there is no harm in giving this earth-level spiritual stone to Donor Han. However, now that our Buddhist sect has declined, even this temple has been dilapidated, so..."
"Great monk, please pull me down. What is the number of five million spiritual stones?
That is the wealth that some clans can accumulate over several generations, enough for you to build thousands of splendid Buddhist temples!"
Han Jiulin responded angrily.
I originally thought that the fat monk was a kind-hearted person, and he wanted to help me because he was a life-and-death friend.
Unexpectedly, this guy actually took advantage of the situation naked, and this fat monk is actually a Buddhist, which is really shocking!
Monk Xian Tao said: "Donor Han, this poor monk knows that you have caused a lot of murders in your practice. Although most people want your life, you killed them in order to protect yourself."
"But after all, killing people will still leave karma. These five million spiritual stones are just for your future. If you are willing to spend these five million spiritual stones to reshape the golden bodies of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, you can also eliminate yourself.
Karma."
Han Jiulin looked at Monk Xian Tao and sighed deeply, then said:
"Come on, great monk, don't fool me. Isn't it just five million spiritual stones...I'll give it to you!"
Before Han Jiulin could finish his words, he took out the spirit stones he had obtained after killing people and selling goods at the Mingsheng Mountain from the Gourd of Heaven and Earth, and gave them to Monk Xian Tao after converting them into five million spirit stones.
If Han Jiulin hadn't been hunted down by three masters of the fifth-level heavenly realm at the same time today, it would have been impossible to buy an earth-level spiritual stone at such a high price.
But now that Han Jiulin has the Earth Level Spiritual Stone in hand, he is naturally confident. He does not intend to continue escaping with Xiao Lengtong, so he simply waits here quietly for Princess Chenluan, Baili Xifeng, and Old Man Heishan.
Guy.
After Monk Xian Tao returned to the main hall from the inner courtyard, his overweight face smiled like Maitreya Buddha, and then he asked the black-armored toad in the main hall: "My dear disciple, I told you before
Have you done what you did?"
"Oh, how can you boil medicine so quickly? Wait a little longer!"
The black-armored toad stared at Monk Xian Tao and then said.
After hearing that Monk Xian Tao had ordered the black-armored toad to return, Han Jiulin continued to brew the medicine. He became more certain about the identity of the seriously injured old man on the long table. Then he looked at Monk Xian Tao and asked:
"Master Xiantao, could this senior be Baili Yuntian's grandfather, the former patriarch of the Baili clan?"
"Yes, Donor Han, you are really smart."
After Monk Xian Tao responded calmly, he immediately took out a rare magic medicine "Bloodthirsty Shadow Hunting Mushroom" from a bowl-shaped magic weapon. It seemed that he planned to pick off a mushroom cap and use it for Baili Yuntian's grandfather.
On top of healing.
When Han Jiulin saw that Monk Xian Tao was willing to take out a rare magical medicine to save Baili Yuntian's grandfather, he couldn't help but look at Monk Xian Tao with admiration and immediately said:
"I didn't expect Master Xian Tao to have such a kind heart. Please forgive Han Jiulin for his previous rude offense!"
Monk Xian Tao showed a look of compassion, then clasped his hands together and responded to Han Jiulin:
"Amitabha, Baili Donor and Poor Monk are friends of life and death. How can we bear to watch Baili Donor's grandfather seriously injured and die in front of Poor Monk?"
"People in Buddhism should accumulate virtue and do good deeds, and Donor Han does not need to worry about it."