Two hours later, Xiang Chen left the hall with satisfaction.
And in his hand, there were five more pure heart relics.
Zen Master Wuya was almost confused by Xiang Chen, but he couldn't slap him to death. He kept grinding him, but finally gave him a few more pure heart relics.
Five pills is the limit, and Xiang Chen shouldn't go too far. He can just kick his nose and face, but he can't poop on other people's heads. If he really wants ten or eight pills, he's afraid that the old monk will turn against him and slap him to death.
"Lord, I am convinced by you. I admire you. I admire you."
The three of them left the main hall, and Monk Kuhai sighed.
"I have a destiny with your Buddha relics. I learned from you, Nuolan, come and take one."
Xiang Chen smiled and gave Qingqiu Nuolan a pure heart relic.
"Thank you, Mr. Xiang." Qingqiu Nuolan took it with a smile.
The Pure Heart Relic was said to be a loan, but would it be so easy to return it to Xiang Ergou? I'm afraid Li Yunlong borrowed the equipment and Roubaozi beat the dog.
"Lord, give me one?" Monk Kuhai smiled and leaned his head.
"Go away, you already have one, and you have practiced the Purifying Mantra. Why do you want this thing? Also, don't call me Lord, you false believer."
Xiang Chen slapped his shiny bald head and pushed Monk Kuhai away.
Monk Kuhai said shamelessly: "Because I have practiced the Purifying Mantra, this Purifying Relic has a great effect on my practice. Lord, you can't blame me for this. It's because Emperor Tianpeng's faith and spiritual thoughts are too weak to affect my practice."
Me, I didn’t take the initiative to accept it, there’s nothing you can do about it, and I didn’t trick you. I got so many benefits from letting you come, so I am sincere. I witness the hypocritical face at the peak, and follow the devout believers at dusk.”
Xiang Chen hummed a little tune and pretended not to hear it. If I don't give it to you, who can take something from Xiang Ergou?
What could Kuhai say? He was indeed possessed by the belief in the divine mind, but it could not completely affect his thinking and make him obey Xiang Chen's orders.
The reason is the Purifying Mantra.
After walking for a while, Xiang Chen suddenly asked: "By the way, Kubaldou, what are the characteristics of your Jin Chan Sect? Why don't you take me to visit the tomb of your ancestor, and I will pay my respects and show my respect."
Monk Kuhai looked at Xiang Chen and said, "Do you want to worship? I don't even want to expose you."
Qingqiu Nuolan's beautiful eyes rolled and said: "Mr. Xiang, I heard that the Enlightenment Bodhi Forest of the Jin Chan Sect is a famous holy land for spiritual practice in Jiutian. It is the best place to comprehend the Taoism of heaven and earth."
Xiang Chen and her looked at each other, and the two little foxes smiled knowingly. Xiang Chen said, "Then it doesn't matter if you take me to the Enlightenment Bodhi Forest."
"That doesn't matter. Hehe, the blue peacocks and Bazhen chickens raised in the Wudao Forest are top-notch delicacies." Kuhaiye Chicken Thief smiled.
"There are blue peacocks and eight rare chickens! Let's go, let's go!"
Xiang Chen's eyes lit up when he heard this. This is the most delicious ingredient among the two types of poultry.
The three of them walked together to Wu Daolin.
In the Enlightenment Forest, a large number of Bodhi trees are planted. Many Bodhi trees have been planted since ancient times, and there are many levels of sacred trees.
The bodhi tree itself has the effect of helping to calm the mind and comprehend the world.
It is said that a god and Buddha sat quietly under the bodhi tree for seven days and seven nights to comprehend the great path and fruition of enlightenment.
Xiang Chen and Qingqiu Nuolan walked into the Bodhi Forest and immediately felt that they and the power of heaven and earth around them had become more intimate, and their hearts were as calm as water.
"There are so many bodhi trees and many sacred trees, but only the Golden Chan Clan has this background."
Xiang Chen exclaimed.
Kuhai smiled faintly and said: "That's right, that's not the most important thing. In the restricted area deep in the Enlightenment Forest, it is said that there is an ancestral Bodhi tree. It is the first Bodhi tree born in the Nine Heavens. It's a pity that you can't enter there. It's
Forbidden land.”
While they were talking, they saw many monks from the Jin Chan Sect sitting under some bodhi trees and meditating. Some were reciting scriptures silently, turning a blind eye to the suffering sea, Xiang Chen and others.
Xiang Chen also saw some eight-colored eight rare pheasants. The blue peacocks walked leisurely in the forest and were not afraid of people at all.
When the three of them walked to a deserted place, Monk Kuhai suddenly imitated the crow of a chicken and clucked a few times.
Immediately, several Bazhen chickens fluttered over from other places, turning their heads to look at him, waiting to be fed.
Xiang Chen, the sea of suffering immediately moved!
Xiang Chen suddenly grabbed two Bazhen chickens and squeezed their necks hard.
"Yeah..."
Two Bazhen chickens had their throats crushed and died.
Kuhai also crushed two to death. This guy didn't care about killing at all.
Xiang Chen took out the bowl, slit the throat of the Bazhen chicken, and drained out the Bazhen blood, which is precious blood that replenishes yang energy.
After the blood was drained, he condensed a water ball in his hand and wrapped the Bazhen chicken in it. The water ball immediately heated up and became very hot, and the hair was ironed, and then it was easy to pluck the hair. Do not burn it completely with fire, as the hair will be very smelly.
Xiang Chen and Kuhai quickly and cleanly processed the ingredients, while Qingqiu Nuolan went to pick some mushrooms, fungus and other things in the forest.
Soon after, the aroma of meat overflowed, and there were stewed Bazhen chicken and stewed mushrooms on the short table. The soup was boiling and the aroma was fragrant.
There are cold shredded Bazhen chicken mixed with fungus, stir-fried Kung Pao Bazhen diced chicken, roasted chicken, four chickens to eat, and a pot of peacock hot pot.
The three of them sat around the low table, Qingqiu Nuolan also brought out some cakes, Xiang Chen took out the wine, and Kuhai tasted them one by one.
"My Amitabha, this tastes amazing. Lord, if you don't follow the kitchen path, you will waste your talents in vain. Well... it's so good, so beautiful, so happy!"
Monk Kuhai picked up a piece of Bazhen chicken. It was spicy and fragrant, the meat was tender and elastic, neither firewood nor old, and the heat was so well controlled that it made people want to swallow their tongues.
"How did you practice the Purifying Mantra? Didn't you say there are a lot of things you have to abstain from?"
Xiang Chen drank a glass of aperitif and looked at the sea of misery quite speechlessly.
"That's for ordinary monks. Are we ordinary people? I am the number one meditation genius since the founding of the Jin Chan Sect." Kuhai muttered while eating.
"Haha, I think you're not practicing Zen, you're practicing to be shameless."
The three of them were drinking and chatting, feeling very comfortable.
Ku Hai also talked to Xiang Chen about some of the history of the Jin Chan Sect, allusions to famous people, etc.
After drinking for a long time, we talked and talked about the forbidden area deep in the Enlightenment Forest.
Xiang Chen was extremely curious about the restricted area of the Jin Chan Sect, and Ku Hai didn't know what was in it, but he knew that there was a Nine-Heaven Bodhi Ancestral Tree.
As the saying goes, this drink strengthens the courage of heroes. After the two of them drank it, they worked together to break into the restricted area!
Even Qingqiu Nuolan was curious about what was inside.
After the three of them finished eating, they cleaned up the crime scene and headed deep into the Wudao Forest.
As we went deeper, we gradually lost sight of people at all, and the forest gradually became filled with dense fog, almost to the point where we couldn't even see our fingers.
"maze."
Xiang Chen frowned, sensing something was wrong here, and if he walked forward, he was about to step into a maze.