"Forget it, this problem is left to Wang Tan to spend his brain cells. Now, the owner of the museum, you have to decide what to do next. Should you immediately return to the Zhao Family Manor and concentrate on saving Zhao Piaopiao? Or go deep behind the Guantuo Temple Black hand? Everything but let the master of the museum decide, Enmou swears to follow him to the death.
En Zimu had a solemn tone and a serious expression.
Sighing, I was about to answer when my ears moved back and forth.
Surprised, he clung to the Buddha statue and looked at it with a probe, and his eyes froze.
Because the back door of the abandoned Buddhist temple covered with cobwebs and dust was being pulled outwards, faintly illuminated by torches.
This is the uninvited guest
Enzimu and I looked at each other in surprise, and at the same time tightened our bodies, and placed several restrictions to ensure that we would not be discovered.
The abandoned Buddhist temple is in a remote location and the gate is locked. Who else will come besides us who need to do research? What are you doing here
A strong curiosity arose in my heart.
The fire flashed, and the person holding the torch slowed down and walked in silently.
Because of the location in the ground, even if the torch is lit in the temple, the outside will not notice it.
Seeing the face under the firelight clearly, I was stunned, because I knew this person.
It was the little monk with a beautiful face.
Earlier, he prevented us from coming outside the temple. Later, Enzimu spent the money to buy the road to get the pass wooden sign from the young monk, got into the Guantuo Temple, and participated in the water and land puja.
What is his legal name
Come to think of it, but Ming.
He himself said that he was from the Discipline Hall.
But the little monk Ming was still in that brown monk's clothes, and there was a joy that couldn't be concealed between his eyebrows.
He walked in lightly, turned and closed the back door, only then carefully looked at the surrounding environment.
This monk has mana fluctuations, but it is too weak. It is only the realm of the middle stage of Tibet. With his little ability, how can he find me and Enzimu hiding behind the Buddha statue? Isn't that a joke
Therefore, his investigation is destined to be futile.
Under our eyes, the little monk breathed a sigh of relief, and seemed to confirm the safety of the environment, and then moved lightly.
Don’t look at his shallow way, but the light-body technique is really good, on the ground
Only very shallow footprints are left on the thick dust. Such a shallow trace will be covered by the dust in a few days, leaving no trace.
Of course, he is far behind me and Enzimu.
After we came in, there was not even a shallow footprint on the ground. Fortunately, we were cautious, otherwise the little monk would have discovered the clues.
"Master, what is this guy doing?"
Enzimu's suspicious voice transmission.
"If you don't understand, just observe it quietly. No matter what the young monk Ke Ming wants to do, it's a tragic thing. Doesn't you see him cautiously? It doesn't seem like a good thing."
I shook my head and responded like this.
Between question and answer, the little monk walked towards the corner of the temple.
There is a discarded incense case, and the wooden fish and incense burners on it are covered with thick dust.
But Ming walked on tiptoe, but turned to the table and went.
I noticed that his hand touched the wall behind the desk, and he pulled out a brick
I narrowed my eyes, and I knew that there were hands and feet on the wall behind the table, and the brick was moving.
I gathered my eyes to see and pulled the picture closer, only to find that there was an iron plate in the hole in the wall with dense runes engraved on it, which looked very strange.
But the joy on Ming's face grew stronger, he thought for a moment, and muttered the inaudible spell in a low voice. At the same time, he bit his middle finger and threw a few drops of blood onto the rune iron plate.
It was like a mud cow entering the sea. After the blood touched the iron plate, it blended in silently. Accompanied by the low curse sound, the iron plate flashed with a strange green light, and it retracted back, revealing a deeper hole inside.
"Amitabha, it is really blessed by the Buddha."
But Ming came subconsciously, reached in and retracted, I saw an extra small wooden box in his hand.
He opened the wooden box just by the fire, and the light flickered for a while.
My pupils shrink.
Top grade soul stone!
There are at least fifteen top-grade soul stones in that small box.
This is a huge sum of money!
Corresponding to the Tibetan realm of the young monk Keming, these resources can simply be described by the word'massive'. With these fifteen top-grade soul stones in hand, even if the young monk is of average aptitude, within a few years
It is not a problem to upgrade to the wrong sea realm, if it is more against the sky, it is enough for him to upgrade to the forge tower realm.
Compared to the loose repairs that are so poor that there are no low-level soul stones to use, it is simply not too extravagant!
Opening the lid of the box and looking at so many soul stones, the little monk Ming's body trembled with excitement.
He glanced left and right with a guilty conscience, his eyes gurgling straight, and then he reached into the wooden box, and after searching through it, there was a small transparent bottle in his hand, which was only five or six centimeters in size, a very pocket-sized bottle.
Inside, there is only a drop of water.
A drop of crystal clear water that shone like a jewel.
My eyes widened suddenly, and my anger went straight to the sky!
What else do you not understand? But Ming's hand is the primer for the underwater miniature world.
Undoubtedly, a dozen top-grade soul stones were rewards for him, the purpose was to let him mix the drop of water in the transparent vial into the water of great compassion.
But right now the Fa conference is in progress, and the Da Compassion water used already has the introduction of the miniature world. That is to say, the drop of water in Ke Ming's hand must be used in the water and land Fa conference ten days later.
According to this, it means that as early as ten days ago, a certain monk was bought out by similar means, and thus made a slap in the face of Da Bei Shui.
Looking at Ke Ming's surprise and madness, it was obvious that he was new to this matter.
In other words, it was not Ke Ming who introduced the miniature world in the Great Compassion Water last time, but another monk.
There are endless deaths in the city of Meifu, but Ming, a young monk who has a heart for the city, can’t think that this drop of water has something to do with the death of all living beings. Don't talk about making hands and feet in the Great Compassion Water that will be used in the next Fa conference, even if he is asked to harm his ancestors, he can do it for money.
Since ancient times, wealth has moved people's hearts, and when converted into the world of wizards, resources have moved people's hearts.
Without resources, how can we become stronger
If you can't become strong, where is your status and wealth? Not to mention the road to the sky, everything is in vain.
In the bright light of the soul stone, the little monk's face flashed black, but unfortunately he couldn't see it, only people like me who focused on observing could notice.
My gaze was condensed, and there was a storm in my heart, and at the same time I felt a burst of terror.
(End of this chapter)