The palm-sized bracelet looks ordinary, even a bit shabby.
On the slightly blackened hemp rope, three white beads are strung in it.
I don't know what the material of the beads is, and the surface is uneven. Because of playing with it for a long time, the surface of the beads glows faintly under the illumination of the surrounding oil lamps.
"What is this?"
Jiang Zirou pondered, then reached out to take it.
From the outside, this string of Buddhist beads is just a vulgar thing, however, when her fingers touched this string of Buddhist beads.
Boom!
Like a golden Buddha light shining in Niwan Palace.
After many years of practice, the vitality accumulated in her body surged like mountains and rivers, and the speed of its circulation in the body at this moment increased rapidly in a way visible to the naked eye.
Some runes burned around her, bright and fiery, emitting a dazzling light.
Shen Xi became a piece, and Dao Yun flowed.
Jiang Zirou's face flushed slightly, and then quickly regained his composure.
Before the old monk could speak, she had already figured out what the string of beads in her hand was.
"all these are…"
"Yes, they are all relics."
The old monk was thin and short, and his height only reached Jiang Zirou's chest.
At this moment, he was smiling, his originally dark yellow face was slightly flushed, and his voice was full of pride,
"This larger bead is left behind after my master passed away, and the other two smaller ones are one of my seniors and another."
"Originally, I planned to leave these relics to the descendants of Shaolin Temple, but I thought, Your Highness, perhaps you need them more than Shaolin Temple."
From the outside, these relics can only be said to be mediocre.
Only after really getting in touch with it and letting go of the spiritual thoughts, can one discover the endless pure vitality stored in these bone beads, which is like an endless sea.
The relic is the heritage of Shaolin Temple.
A relic left by a true god has a high probability of shaping a descendant in the realm of a true god.
It is precisely because of such a sacred object, which has been passed down from generation to generation for tens of millions of years, and has developed to this day that Shaolin Temple has such a profound heritage.
But even so, even Shaolin Temple has a profound heritage.
But a string of bracelets and three prayer beads, each of which is left by a great Buddha in the realm of true gods.
Such handwriting, in the eyes of anyone, is amazing.
Even if you don't absorb the vitality in the relics, just carrying this bracelet by your side can obviously promote the improvement of your cultivation.
It is conceivable that the value of this shabby bracelet is astonishing and incalculable.
"Take it."
As if seeing a little hesitation on the girl's face, Ku Xuan slowly reached out and placed the string in Jiang Zirou's palm.
The wrinkles on his face gradually eased, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and his whole person seemed to have relaxed a lot.
"Relics can not only improve the state, but the pure and bright vitality can also repair one's own body. It is a rare holy medicine for healing among true gods...
If one enters the magic cave and encounters danger, this string of Buddhist beads is equivalent to three extra lives. "
"Amitabha…"
After finishing speaking, the old monk clasped his hands together, bowed and recited a Buddha's name.
Not far around.
Host Ku Xuan wanted to speak, but he opened his eyes, shook his head, but finally said nothing.
After saluting, the old-looking King Kuxuanmi left slowly and returned to his seat.
Afterwards, sealing the magic dragon and restarting the Six Paths of Reincarnation Formation is also an extremely heavy burden for these top powers of Shaolin Temple.
They must seize every minute to adjust themselves and accumulate strength.
"this is for you."
At the same time, on another futon, the soft and beautiful Liuli Bodhisattva, dressed in white and barefoot, spoke.
The cloudy white long sleeves waved lightly, and the white jade bottle that was used before fell into Jiang Zirou's hands.
This white jade bottle once resisted an attack from a magic dragon, Jiang Zirou had a little impression of it...
This is also a precious defensive treasure, but I don't know whether it is the handwriting of the Buddha king in the Buddhist sect, with the mountain seal on it, the white jade purification bottle does not have a particularly great effect on Jiang Zirou.
but…
After all, it was Liuli Bodhisattva's wish, Jiang Zirou couldn't refuse it in full view.
Accepting it with a flip of his hand, Jiang Zirou nodded towards Liuli Bodhisattva as a greeting.
In the magic well in the center of the Buddhist cave, black mist was transpiring, and the bloody Sanskrit characters around it were faintly visible. A large number of demons fell into it just now, but now they are standing at the mouth of the well, but they can't even notice the slightest movement.
Even if Jiang Zirou stood beside the magic well, opened his double pupils, his divine light bloomed, and he used his great supernatural powers to spy.
He could only vaguely see the outline of the magic well. After tens of thousands of years, the environment inside this magic cave has been completely different from when it was just built.
Jiang Zirou jumped up.
While jumping into the magic well, he sent a voice transmission to Monk Kuxuan, "Be careful with Kulun..."
…
Jiang Zirou's body has the ultimate method, and the body is protected by Taizu's long sword.
In the outside world, if something unexpected happens, there will be his own avatar to respond.
Over the years, her strength has become stronger and stronger, but she has become more and more cautious in her actions. If she has reached such a state, if she falls, it will be the end of eternal doom.
So, before acting.
We must make sufficient preparations, strive to do the details well, and prepare things to the point of leaking.
Especially in the case of knowing that there are tigers in the mountains and prefer to go to the mountains, it is necessary to make more preparations.
only…
There is no need to worry about Jiang Zirou's own safety.
But in the cave, old monk Kuxuan and Liuli Bodhisattva, these "loyalists" who should have no major problems in Jiang Zirou's eyes, are already in a very dangerous vortex.
Especially after they each gave Jiang Zirou their magic weapons for body protection.
Things got worse.
The distinction between grievances and grievances is one of the most outstanding advantages of her eldest princess. With this in mind, before stepping into the magic well, Jiang Zirou sent a voice transmission to say a few words.
At the same time, the avatars outside the Shaolin Temple also focused more attention on the inconspicuous back mountain of the Shaolin Temple.
"Be careful with the dry wheel, what happened to the dry wheel?"
During the days back to Shaolin Temple, Ku Xuan has been guarding the magic dragon in the cave.
He didn't know anything about the things that happened in the world of hundreds of Buddhas outside Shaolin Temple.
Hearing Jia Jiang Zirou's voice transmission at this moment, he wondered if he had auditory hallucinations because he was too excited.
Subconsciously, Ku Xuan raised his head and looked in the direction of Ku Lun, the host of Shaolin Temple.
With a sound of dry wheel, the golden-red cassock is extremely luxurious, and it moves without wind in the closed Buddhist cave. His arms are as thin as dry wood, and there are no whites or pupils in the eye sockets, only layers of black shadows.
When Ku Xuan looked towards his junior brother, what he saw were those black pupils full of dead silence.
A cold feeling arises spontaneously in the bottom of my heart.
He silently withdrew his gaze, and quickly glanced over the faces of the rest of the people.
The other four Secret Kings, Liuli Bodhisattva and Subduing Dragon Arhat had their eyes downcast, unable to see their emotions clearly.
The Cloth Bag Arhat and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva had faint smiles on their faces, and Ku Xuan didn't feel that there was anything wrong with this smile in the usual way.
But at this moment, after hearing Jiang Zirou's advice.
Lenovo said that there have been many seemingly coincidental events, and Ku Xuan couldn't help but think a lot.
…
tread!
Accompanied by light footsteps.
Jiang Zirou was dressed in white, and landed lightly in the narrow and cramped Buddhist cave.
It was pitch black all around.
This is not because there is no light, but because the polluted source quality is too dense, forming a large black mist that obscures the line of sight.
"call!"
More than a dozen thick pythons suddenly sprang out from behind Jiang Zirou, opened their bloody mouths, and sucked hard.
Like a river pouring backwards, huge vortices suddenly appeared in the dense source quality. Visible to the naked eye, the surrounding black mist was rapidly diluting.
The surrounding scenery is fully displayed in front of you.
The devil's cave is narrow and cramped, surrounded by mottled dark red bloodstains, and pieces of dead bones.
After tens of thousands of years, these bloodstains and bones are still not completely decayed. It is conceivable that their master must be quite powerful, at least a strong person above the False God Realm.
Corresponding to the weird and gloomy surroundings, there are none of the monsters that should have appeared here.
The magic dragon is the birth of the distorted consciousness of many great demons in the nether world.
His birth wasn't entirely a bad thing.
In the entire demon cave, most of the source quality accumulated over tens of thousands of years was consumed by the demon dragon.
The remaining monsters are either weak or similar to Yasha, with extraordinary speed and flexibility.
The other big devils have been swallowed up by the magic dragon Jialu in these years.
In addition, Jiang Zirou's previous sword energy frightened many devils in the devil's lair, so when Jiang Zirou stepped into the devil's lair, he did not encounter any danger.
I don't want to bother with those brats.
Jiang Zirou looked around. On the wall of the magic cave, there were holes, large and small, leading to different caves.
Inside each cave, there is a black source quality pervading.
In this devil's cave, there is a formation left by the Buddha king and a strong man, as well as the source quality accumulated for thousands of years, so that her eyesight and perception are partially affected.
Jiang Zirou simply waved his hand.
Behind her, there was a continuous rustling sound, and a series of thick giant pythons rushed out of the thick black mist, and went deep into the different entrances of the devil's lair.
bang bang bang!
Not long after, the sound of explosions came from a distance.
During the period, there were some screams, which meant that some little ghosts hiding in it were swallowed by the thousand-headed snake.
to this day.
Even an incarnation of the Thousand-Headed Demon Snake has the strength comparable to a monk in the False God Realm. Although the strength of the remaining imps is not weak, most of them have not yet reached the point where they can resist the Thousand-Headed Demon Snake.
but…
In the crackling sound like setting off firecrackers.
There was also a strange feeling. In the depths of a certain cave, in a wide hall, a snake head of the Thousand-headed Demon Snake was crushed.
Even the source quality in it has been absorbed a lot, and only part of it is returned.
"Got you…"
Feeling the familiar aura coming from the depths of the magic cave for a moment, Jiang Zirou frowned slightly, and the black mist surged behind her, and she took back all the thousand-headed magic snakes.
In this demon cave, there are still a lot of source quality remnants.
However, Jiang Zirou didn't have much time to search here slowly. The most urgent task is to find the sealed big dragon in the magic cave first.
…
The magic cave is bottomless, like a super giant maze buried deep underground.
Along the way, there are traces of fighting everywhere.
There are dark red bloodstains, fragments of armor, and broken weapons... Of course, here, the most common ones are still pieces of dead bones.
Where the black source quality is rich, the environment will become harsh.
The Devil's Nest is no exception.
Even in this cave, over time, many real beasts with strange shapes were born.
Many of the real beasts, Jiang Zirou had never heard of them even though he had been in the Netherworld for a long time.
laugh!
A streak of dark green venom fell towards Jiang Zirou like a waterfall.
The narrow cave is surrounded by rocks that have become indestructible under the infection of the source quality, and there is no way to avoid it.
Jiang Zirou stretched out his hand, and calmly took out the jade bottle given by Liuli Bodhisattva. .
The light green branch inserted in the mouth of the bottle spilled a piece of blue water droplets, and the rune burned and turned into a white halo, leaving the dark green venom a few feet in front of Jiang Zirou.
Snapped!
The jade bottle was retracted, and the venom fell to the ground.
With the sound of chi chi, a white pungent thick smoke came from under his feet.
In the thick smoke, six dark green compound eyes were divided into two rows, and behind it was a huge dark red spider.
This spider is more than three meters tall, and its huge body almost fills this not-so-wide passage.
This spider is very powerful, and it is actually an extremely rare real beast in the realm of a real god and prince.
Compared with ordinary spider-type real beasts, the monster in front of it is not only larger in size, but also has two protrusions that look like dragon horns on the top of its head.
If you look carefully, you can find that there is no hair on the spider's body, and it is replaced by a piece of light red dragon scales.
"Did it mutate under the influence of the dragon?"
Seeing the obvious features of the dragon blood spider, Jiang Zirou pondered, and soon realized that he might be close to the destination of this trip.
For Jiang Zirou.
Suppressing the magic dragon is just the beginning of this good show, and Jiang Zirou's real goal now is to uncover the mastermind behind the dark clouds of Shaolin Temple.
After making a plan, she no longer hesitated.
There was a punch forward, and there was a "bang", and the whole cave was shaking violently.
An ordinary punch, when used in her hands, has an astonishing power to open up the world. Inside the cave, the air suddenly shrank and squeezed, and then escaped like a cannonball under the huge force.
A cone-shaped white air wave appeared in front of him out of thin air.
The dragon scales shattered, hot blood splashed down along with the internal organs, and then evaporated quickly.
A real beast that was comparable to a prince, couldn't even stop it with a single punch, and was completely blown away in an instant, turning into a red mist of blood.