"Little Buddha, what are we doing?" On a spiritual mountain in Hezhou, Xiniu, Jade Bird Man and Swing followed Jin Chanzi and asked cautiously.
Jin Chanzi looked around, as if he was looking for something. When he heard the birdman's question, he replied: "The Jade Emperor won a bet with many people. He was very happy and prepared to hold a banquet to celebrate. Master asked me to collect nine days and ten
The dew is used to make tea and is drunk at banquets."
"Little Buddha, what are the Nine Heavens and Ten Dews?" Swing asked.
"You don't even know this?" Jin Chanzi said with disdain, "We collect morning sun dew for nine consecutive days in the mountains and fields with very strong spiritual energy, and mix it with the lunar dew that the true star of the lunar calendar produces only nine drops every hundred years, and mix it at a specific time to make it.
The Nine Heavens and Ten Dews have a unique aroma. Making tea with it has a unique flavor." Speaking of this, Jin Chanzi also added a sentence in her heart, "Master, really, he just lost the bet, in order to regain face at the banquet.
, it makes me so angry to find something so hard."
"So precious!" The bird man and the swing have always drank tea from cows. They don't know what is precious or not, but he still said a few words about the golden cicada. "Little Buddha, why don't we go to Yunhai Fairy Mountain to collect dew? We have to get it."
Here, in these barren mountains and ridges, how can there be as much spiritual energy as the fairy mountains in the sky?"
"Huh! You know nothing!" Jin Chanzi said, "The fairy mountains in the sky have been defiled by vulgar immortals, and the dew produced there has no earthly flavor at all. How can it be compared with this place? I also tell you,
The preciousness of these nine days and ten dews lies in the fact that they can only be 'used' once in the same place, and the dew collected the second time will not be pure. This time we collect dew from this mountain range, but it will not work here next time."
"Then Little Buddha, shall we wait here until tomorrow morning?" Swing asked.
"Well, I took a look and found that there is no popularity or immortality around here. It should be purely natural and pollution-free. Let's just stay here." Jin Chanzi sat cross-legged on the ground, waiting for the next day to arrive.
In fact, the birdman has always wanted to ask a question, that is, even if there is no popularity here, won't it be there as soon as they come? Isn't it a polluted place? However, considering the temper of this Buddha, the birdman did not dare to ask.
"Brother Foye," Swing approached Jin Chanzi and said to please him, "Brother Foye, after we collect the dew for you, you can let us go, right? Low-level monsters like us always follow you around, influencing you.
not good."
"Hmph! If it weren't for you, would I have picked bodhi seeds and collected dew at the same time?" Jin Chanzi scolded, "This is over, you and I will go to the lunar star to collect lunar dew from the osmanthus tree."
"Taiyin Star?" Birdman's eyes lit up when he heard this place, "Okay, okay, I'll go, I'll go."
"???" Jin Chanzi looked at Birdman and asked, "Why are you so excited? Don't tell me that you want to break into Guanghan Palace."
"Uh~" Birdman was a little embarrassed to have someone see through his thoughts, "How dare I?"
"I'm sorry you don't dare!" Jin Chanzi said, "I know that many people in the three realms covet that woman, but that woman is extraordinary. There are countless maidens in the Taiyin Star Palace, but she lives alone in the Guanghan Palace. Even the True Lord of Taiyin doesn't like it.
I don't dare to enter Guanghan Palace privately, let alone you." Although Jin Chanzi didn't say the name of "that woman," everyone knew who she was talking about. "For this banquet, I heard that the Jade Emperor invited her.
I don’t know if she will go. Speaking of which, that woman is indeed beautiful. Even the young monk will feel a little stirred in his heart when he sees her. I am Amitabha Buddha." When Jin Chanzizi recited the Buddha's name, a soft golden light slightly emitted from his back. It was really like this.
Like a big Buddha.
"Well, Lord Buddha, do we have a chance to meet her? Well~ I mean meet her, not 'touch' her." The lustful birdman asked without giving up.
"It depends on fate." After saying this, Jin Chanzi stopped talking.
Seeing that "Buddha" didn't say anything, Birdman turned around and asked Swing, "Swing, your business is a place frequented by upper-level immortals. Have you ever seen her? Even if it's a portrait."
"Who is it?" Swing Qian clearly knew who Birdman was talking about, but he just pretended not to know.
"Her, the one from Guanghan Palace."
"Guanghan Palace, where is it? The popsicle seller? I've never heard of it. Please tell me who it is." Swing continued to act stupid.
"You!" Birdman looked around and whispered: "Chang'e~" Even if he said this name, Birdman felt his heart pounding. The name of the most beautiful woman in the three worlds was too much for the old pervert Jade Birdman.
There is power.
"She~" Swing said with an expression of sudden realization.
"Have you seen it?"
"Never seen it."
"..." Birdman realized that the swing was playing tricks on him.
"I have been raised by you since I was a child and have never been back to Qingqiu Mountain. How could I know about Chang'e's short goose!"
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Time passed quickly, and night fell. The moon was missing, and the birdman asked the swing: "What did you say to them?" The birdman refers to the people in Qingqiu Mountain.
"I didn't say anything." Zhuqian didn't want to talk about this topic.
"Do you still remember the first time we met?" Birdman asked again.
"I don't remember." Swing Qian didn't even want to mention that matter.
"It seems to be this kind of day, the moon is missing in the sky, but that time there were gods in the sky watching, the dark clouds were closed, leaving only a gap of moonlight, and it was very lively. At that time, no one dared to approach you who was just born." Birdman said.
.
"..." Swing was silent. At that time, the God in the sky wanted to starve her newborn nine-tailed fox to death.
"I am Amitabha." Jin Chanzi, who had not spoken for a long time, said, "The young monk knows a thing or two about that matter. The bird-man benefactor is not afraid of the threats from the gods and resolutely adopts this female benefactor. The young monk admires her very much."
Birdman bowed to Jin Chanzi and said: "Although Qingqiu Mountain and Huaguo Mountain have a great influence, they absolutely have no ability to command the land to open Wuzhi Mountain. Birdman thanks Taoist Jin Chanzi here."
Jin Chanzi said: "This matter was originally a small exchange among the top leaders of the Three Realms, but some people used it to build a trap to murder the two donors. The young monk knew that the female donor had never escaped the eyes of the gods. This time they just wanted to
Imprison the two benefactors in Wuzhi Mountain."
Swing actually didn't think so much before, but now she understood that this mission seemed to have been temporarily turned into a murderous plot against her by some people. She bowed to Jin Chanzi, "Thank you, Lord Buddha."
Jin Chanzi didn't reply and continued to meditate with her eyes closed. "I was born with nine tails, but I have no choice but to be reincarnated. At the dangerous egg at the bottom of the mountain, there are nine fires protecting my heart. I am Amitabha Buddha!"
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"Swing, since you remember how much pressure I was under to save you, you should give me some pocket money." Just as Swing was about to express his gratitude to the birdman, the true face of the crow was revealed, "Meng
Miss Mao must have given you pocket money, right? No, you give me a little bit. Please, Swing, just a little, a little, please~ Swing sister, Swing aunt, Swing grandma, Swing ancestor, please
~Give me some~"
"Get out!" Swing cursed.
"Swing~ Please, give me a little. I haven't been to Baihua Mountain for a long time. Please, just a little will do." Birdman kept stalking and did not give up at all.