Wang Weijun was also frightened. When Mi Xiaojing took out the fairy stone, he originally wanted to stop it, but in the end he remained silent because he no longer wanted to interfere with Mi Xiaojing.
Some things need to be let go, instead of being worried blindly, so that Mi Xiaojing can truly grow up.
"How terrible! This man must not be offended, even if he is on the verge of death."
After the man absorbed a piece of fairy stone, his whole body began to transform. The flesh on his face became plump, and the originally dark skin gradually became white and tender. Then Mi Xiaojing saw an astonishing scene.
As if growing in reverse, the man actually became younger. In less than ten minutes, he became plump and handsome. Although he still had long hair that reached the ground, he still had two strands hanging down to his waist. White eyebrows, but that dying struggle has completely disappeared.
As a burst of dense crackling sounds sounded like rain, the man stood up and stretched. The crackling sound suddenly stopped, and he smiled.
In an instant, Mi Xiaojing seemed to have arrived in the wilderness of early spring. He felt relaxed and happy, refreshed both physically and mentally, and felt at ease.
The man stretched out his hand, saluted Mi Xiaojing, and said: "If you had come here ten thousand years earlier and had such a fairy stone, haha, I could still be saved, but it's too late now..."
There was no regret in his words, he was just telling one thing. His calm and calm tone made Mi Xiaojing admire him endlessly.
Mi Xiaojing hurriedly returned the courtesy and said: "Junior Mi Xiaojing, I have met my senior."
The sincere gift and the height and level shown by the other party made him admire him inexplicably. This was really the first time he had seen such a person with such demeanor.
The man smiled gently and said: "I am just a clone. I was already at ease. Unfortunately, I am trapped here and have no strength to go out... Well, please leave a name. My name is Chanantuo. You are the first one." Anyone who hears my name.”
Mi Xiaojing didn't know why, but she suddenly felt sad.
Chanantuo walked back and forth and said: "You are a cultivator of both immortals and Buddhas, so I can't pass on Buddhist practice to you. You have to find your own way in how to practice... The so-called cultivation means that you will reach the same goal through different paths. You don't need to care about the techniques you practice. , with your current foundation, you can already find your own path."
As soon as these words came out, Mi Xiaojing's eyes suddenly lit up, as if a new path had been opened, and the confusion of his previous cultivation disappeared instantly, and he seemed to have seen a new world.
Chanantuo said again: "You are a Buddhist cultivator in essence, but you used ancient immortals as a means. Well, the Buddha treasure in your body is not bad. It should be refined by the descendants of the Buddha... This Buddha treasure has the attribute of self-growth, but It’s rare, you can put it to good use.”
Mi Xiaojing was frightened again. He was walking outside, and no one could see the mantra in his body. Who knew that Zananda could see through it at a glance, and even knew the power of the mantra.
Standing in front of him, Mi Xiaojing felt that the other person was the sea and he was just a pond, not a person of the same level at all.
Chanantuo said: "By the way, are you here... for the Buddhist scriptures or for the treasures?"
Mi Xiaojing had no intention of lying at all. He said: "The important thing is the Buddhist scriptures. If there are treasures, that would be even better."
Chanantuo was very satisfied with Mi Xiaojing's answer. He didn't like slick people.
"Actually, the Buddhist sect did not leave a treasure in Lingshan Dayu. The really powerful Buddha treasure is not here, but in the peripheral Cape Verde. There is a powerful Buddha treasure on the four Buddha statues... Well, according to current practitioners His strength is probably unshakable.”
Mi Xiaojing immediately thought of the Sanxian who was shot directly through the chest by the Merit Tower. If the Buddha hadn't had the intention to kill, even the Sanxian would have been dead if it had been hit a few more times.
"I have seen the Merit Buddha and the Merit Pagoda."
Chanantuo said: "However, although there are no Buddha treasures in Lingshan Valley, there are still a lot of good things. You probably don't know that Buddhism and the world of cultivation have always been at odds. There have been countless battles. Those who have been captured Baby, some of it is here to stay.”
Chanantuo broke out a shocking news: "There are many immortal-level treasures among them..."
Mi Xiaojing was stunned immediately. In the blessed land of the Buddha Sect, there were no Buddha treasures but immortal weapons. This was really surprising.
"I don't know how many were left behind, but there should still be some. As for where they are, you have to find them yourself. They are all ownerless things. If you find them, they will be yours."
"Is there any here?"
Mi Xiaojing was really curious, and he felt that Zhanantuo should have a few immortal weapons.
Chanantuo couldn't help but laugh and said: "I don't even have Buddha treasures. Where can I find any fairy weapons? And even if I have them, I won't want them. Keeping them around will affect my Buddhist practice... Although I don't know much about Buddhist practice now." Don’t care anymore, they are all external things and meaningless.”
Mi Xiaojing didn't understand, and didn't understand why he was so ignorant of the Buddha's treasures and immortal weapons.
Chanantuo said: "Sooner or later you will reach my level, so there is no need to doubt... Well, my time has come..."
Mi Xiaojing asked: "When is the time up?"
Chanantuo smiled and said, "It's time for me to die, so the time has come."
ah? ah!
Mi Xiaojing was dumbfounded. This was the first time he saw someone smiling and saying that he should die. This was too shocking.
"But how can I get out?"
Chanantuo sat down cross-legged again, and then said: "Don't worry, I will leave relics after my death. If you put them into the Buddha treasure in your body, you can improve your Buddha treasure. Don't waste it."
Mi Xiaojing was stunned. He couldn't understand it at all and couldn't say anything.
Chanantuo smiled at Mi Xiaojing as a farewell, then raised his palms and sent out a series of waves. Even Mi Xiaojing didn't understand it at all this time, and didn't know whether he was speaking or issuing a spell.
Suddenly, fine flames appeared on Chanantuo's face, only as big as a grain of rice, beating on his face. Then his whole body was like a punctured balloon, quickly drying up. The strangest thing was that the flames only burned the skin, flesh and bones. The white hair and eyebrows were not burned, and the red monk's robe was not damaged at all.
The burning speed was extremely fast. In just ten seconds, Zananda's whole body collapsed. The monk's robe suddenly fell to the ground, and his white hair and two white eyebrows also fell down.
Mi Xiaojing shook his head with a wry smile and began to recite the mantra for salvation.
The passage for salvation was not long, and he finished reciting the Mi Xiao Sutra quickly. Then he stood up and came to the red monk's robe, first putting away his white hair and white eyebrows.
According to Wang Weijun, this kind of thing is definitely a treasure and can be used for various kinds of refining. However, Mi Xiaojing has no such plan. He put the two things into the jade box, sealed them and put them into the storage bracelet.
Mi Xiaojing then picked up the red monk's robe. After touching it, he knew that it was a Buddhist treasure.
Putting away the monk's robe, he suddenly saw seven finger-sized relics on the ground, colorful!