"Master, what kind of monster is he?"
Qingqing hid behind Ikkiu, very nervous, and asked cautiously.
Ikkyu put his hands together and bowed to the young man opposite him, "Amitabha, it turns out to be the donor Russell."
He knew the young man in front of him. They had met once a few months ago.
His name is Russell. He is Simu's junior fellow apprentice and Uncle Jiu's apprentice.
At that time, he was still a little kid, and his cultivation was not very high, only about the sixth or seventh level of human teacher.
But now!
Ikkyu looked up and sized up Russell. With his keen Buddhist senses, he could not detect any bottom line; he only felt that he was unfathomable.
"Amitabha!"
In just a few months, he surpassed his decades of Buddhist practice and leaped directly into a higher level.
Even though he had practiced Buddhism for many years and his mind was almost as calm as water, Ikkyu could not help but feel agitated at this moment. He chanted the Buddha's name several times before he could calm himself.
Russell looked at Ikkiu quietly, with his hands behind his back, and said kindly, "Master, how are you?"
He fixed his eyes on the girl behind Master Ikkyu, and his eyebrows jumped. "This is the master's new disciple, her name is Qingqing?"
"Ah, how do you know my name?"
Before Master Ikkyu could say anything, Qingqing couldn't help but widen her eyes and looked at Russell with curiosity.
"Ha, I can tell the future and know whatever I want to know."
Russell thought what he said was normal, but Qingqing on the opposite side had imagined a lot on her own. She crossed her arms across her chest and looked at him fiercely.
Russell: …
He was somewhat helpless, "Master, do you want to go to the White Jade Tower to subdue the evil spirits?"
“Amitabha, that’s right!”
Ikkiu nodded, glanced at Russell, and then said, "I wanted to go, but now that I see you, the little donor, I don't want to go anymore."
"Oh, why?"
"It's redundant and useless."
This was a straightforward statement. Russell smiled and bowed his head, "I wonder if the teacher can wait for me outside Jiuquan Town. I have a treasure I want to show you."
Ikkyu narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but raise his right hand to protect his chest, as if he was protecting something precious.
He thought about it, smiled and nodded, "It just so happens that I am tired, so I will take a rest outside the ancient pavilion outside the town and wait for the little donor to arrive."
"Thank you, Master!"
Ikkiu nodded, took Qingqing's hand and headed out of Jiuquan Town.
Russell looked at the two figures with a puzzled look on his face, and stretched out his hand hidden behind his back, saying, "I am a tortoise shell."
Looking at the hexagram, it is clear that he only wants an opportunity from this old monk.
What on earth is it
He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the next moment, his body disappeared from the street corner and rushed towards the White Jade Building.
At this time, the Baiyu Tower was already empty. Both the girls and the guests had been scared away long ago.
To them, this ghost is no different from a vicious murderer. If it kills all your neighbors silently at night, would you not be panicked
Do you dare to sleep at home
Outside the Baiyu Tower, there were quite a few people watching, pointing and talking about the Baiyu Tower and talking about Zhou Paopi's past evil deeds, all of them gloating over his misfortune.
Russell's figure slowly landed on the roof. As soon as he landed, he was immediately discovered. With just a scream, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.
They raised their heads and held their breath, as if they wanted to witness the legendary Taoist catching ghosts with their own eyes
Russell ignored them, took out a pot from his waist, pulled out a yellow talisman from his chest, and shook it between his fingers.
The yellow talisman spontaneously combusted without fire, and the people below stared with wide eyes.
What a magical method!
When smoking a pipe, you no longer have to look for matches.
Speaking of matches, it is a pain in the hearts of old smokers.
Russell pointed his finger and the yellow talisman immediately fell on the mouth of the gourd. The gourd flew out of his hand and floated in the air.
This magical trick caused the people below to exclaim in amazement.
"Edict!"
This time, Russell did not intend to beat the ghosts to death, but planned to collect them in exchange for good karma.
Because these energy points are just a drop in the bucket for his cultivation.
He raised his finger, and the gourd floating in the air suddenly emitted a huge suction force. Strangely, the lantern outside the White Jade Tower did not move at all.
However, the people below could see with their own eyes a large amount of black mist floating out from the White Jade Tower and directly sinking into the gourd.
A dark shadow flashed by, with a very distorted face. It was obvious that it was a person, no, a ghost.
Then another, and another.
One after another, they saw the people below with wide eyes, and for a moment they didn’t know what to say.
Why are there so many ghosts in this Baiyu Tower
Many people who wash their feet here are horrified, and they even suspect that they are being taken advantage of by a female ghost.
After a while, the ghosts seemed to have been sucked away, and no black fog could be seen coming out of the Baiyu Tower.
Russell pointed his finger downward and shouted:
"receive!"
The gourd suddenly stopped producing suction and floated back into his hands.
Putting the gourd on his waist, Russell tapped his feet lightly, got away directly, jumped into the sky, and disappeared from everyone's sight.
Everyone stared at this scene in a daze, and suddenly someone sighed.
"This is truly a god!"
"Yes, yes, it's a god!"
Russell was unaware of the sighs and lamentations of the crowd. He was as fast as lightning and saw the traces of Ikkyu and his female apprentice at a glance.
At this time, the two men had not yet reached the pavilion. It cannot be said that these two people were slow, but only that Russell was too fast.
Well, this fast just means that he is fast, don’t get the wrong idea.
"Master, here I come!"
Russell fell from the sky, causing Qingqing to cover her mouth and scream. Master Ikkyu also had a strange look on his face, with a hint of envy.
Flying! This is something that humans do not envy. Only when one reaches a higher level can one fly for such a short period of time.
"Amitabha, little donor, what can I do for you?"
Before Russell could speak, Ikkyu sighed again, as if he understood what Russell meant.
He reached into his bosom and pulled out a small box, then slowly opened it, and a round object emitting golden light appeared.
"It's not really a treasure, it's just a relic. I don't know which great monk it belonged to, but he died while suppressing a monster."
Ikkyu felt a little lonely. In order to cultivate a relic that emitted golden light, one must at least be a high monk.
Such a character also died while suppressing monsters. How could he, who practiced Buddhism, not sigh
Relics
Russell's eyes lit up and he instantly remembered a poisonous insect in the Book of Ten Thousand Gu.
"Red Iron Relic Gu, a consumable Gu, can raise a geomancer to a small realm. It can only be used once in a person's lifetime."
I have the deep blue cheat, but my master's practice is slow. This thing is perfect for my master!
But the relics are not only sacred but also precious to monks. Russell couldn't help but have a headache. Although the old monk Ikkyu in front of him was not old-fashioned, it seemed that he would not give the relics to others.
How can I convince this old monk in front of me
Russell pondered for a long time. If the person in front of him was a bad guy, he would kill and rob without hesitation.
But he is a good person.
He suddenly thought of something, raised the corner of his mouth, looked at Yixiu and said calmly, "Master, have you ever heard of a palm technique that falls from the sky?"