high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 115 Mira Lamp

The man who was still wrapped in heavy fox fur on a sunny day was startled, he took a few steps back abruptly, his footsteps were as swift as a monkey's.

The man wrapped in fox fur finally settled down when he saw the face of the tall and fat monk.

He laughed and cursed, and slapped Xu Yan's bald head hard.

"The bald thief who can't be killed!"

The man is overjoyed:

"How long has it been since we saw each other?"

"I've been in Fengshan all the time, it's just you, whose whereabouts have been erratic all the time!"

Xu Yan was also overjoyed, he took two steps forward and slapped the man on the back hard.

"Well, is it okay?"

The tall fat monk was full of concern: "After so many years, has Mr. Qingli calmed down?"

Mr. Qingli?

Bai Shu behind Xu Yan's heart moved, he looked at the sallow-skinned man carefully and carefully.

He is weak in spirit and blood, like an ordinary man who does not know martial arts.

But his soul...

Bai Shu frowned slightly, and quickly looked away, not daring to look again.

Just one look at the air left in the man's soul made Bai Shu's pupils extremely sour, as if scalded by the flames of the sun.

Mr. Qingli...

He lowered his head and thought to himself.

This big demon dragon living in Tongjiang is a six-realm demon fairy.

This Zhenjiang Flood Dragon King is a monster from a different species who became enlightened and has a long lifespan. He even showed his fame as early as the founding of the Song Dynasty.

Even though there are countless different species in the Tongjiang River and water monsters are raging, this holy land that lives in deep water is still famous for killing people in the darkness of Wanzhangyuan.

When Wuhui took him across the Tongjiang River, he once saw a yellow flood dragon.

Now it seems that the yellow flood dragon is probably a subordinate of Qingli Palace.

When Bai Shu looked at the fox fur man, there was a little curiosity in his eyes.

How could this man offend a great demon fairy of the sixth realm?

"Child..."

Suddenly, the fox-fur man who was chatting with Xu Yan's face froze, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught the little monk in white. He turned his head in disbelief, and took another serious look at Bai Zhu.

""The Pozhi Asura King Visualization Sutra"——"

The man in fox fur flung Xu Yan away, walked straight to Bai Shu, and said in amazement:

"Little master is amazingly talented, and he has actually cultivated this Shura method to a small success. It really is a blessing!"

"I don't know what Mr.

"My surname is Xu, I was born in the Xu family in Gaoling, and my name is Yi."

Twelve wealthy families, descendants of the Xu family in Gaoling?

Bai Shu didn't have time to return the salute when he saw the body of the opposite person suddenly startled.

The sallow-faced man in fox fur coughed loudly and trembled uncontrollably. After a while, he gradually recovered.

He laughed at himself, bowed his hand apologetically to Bai Shu.

"I'm sorry for the humble body, if there is any disrespect, please forgive me, little master."

"Mr. Qingli is really stingy."

Xu Yan sighed and shook his head:

"I don't know how long it will take to recover from your illness."

"Junior brother, there is no need to worry. Old Xu has made great contributions to the Vajra Temple, so the abbot made an exception. Even if he is not a member of the Buddhist sect, he is allowed to choose any one of the exercises from the Sutra Pavilion."

Xu Yan tilted his head and explained to Bai Shu:

"Your thoughts come from the same source, and his state is even more profound, he is a talent from heaven!

That's why this rascal can see through your possessions at a glance, but it's absolutely difficult for someone else to detect your kung fu. "

"I don't know Mr. Xu." Bai Shu bowed and asked curiously:

"In terms of meditation, what is the realm?"

"Viviparous Asura!"

Before Xu Yi could speak, Xu Yan took the lead to answer for him:

"Viviparous Asura, get started!"

"Viviparous Asura?!"

As soon as these words came out, not only Bai Shu, but also Xu Yu and Xu Hong all turned pale and lost their composure one after another.

"how come……"

Bai Shu murmured in her heart, unbelievable.

Even his own teacher Wuhuai, the Vajra Realm Wulou, only practiced to the perfection of Asura born from wetness, and it was difficult for his Zen mind to suppress the mind of Asura.

Xu Yi, what kind of person is he?

"Surprise?"

Xu Yan laughed out loud, with a proud expression on his face:

"It's just common for this talent to practice martial arts, and he is not valued in Xu's family. However, he has such profound attainments in meditation."

The tall fat monk rubbed his stomach with a look of regret:

"Even the abbot wanted to send him into Buddhism several times, but Xu Yi just didn't want to."

"Take me short again!"

Xu Yi laughed and cursed, in his Niwan Palace, a small crimson, rough-textured pebble was exuding an endless and fierce Asura intent.

With a thought in Xu Yi's mind, the little stone disappeared into the depths of Niwan Palace, never to be seen again.

"His accomplishments in Pozhiguan's thoughts are not exaggerated by my brother, but the real No.1. Even the abbot is not as good as him!"

Xu Yan said to Bai Shu:

"It's a great blessing for you to meet him, but you have to ask him for advice."

"That little monk is so cheeky!"

Bai Shu's eyes lit up, and he bowed seriously to Xu Yi.

Pozhiguan's ideas are exquisite and profound, if someone can remind him, it can save a lot of attribute points.

"It's all about mutual verification of what you have learned."

Xu Yi smiled slightly, covered his face with his sleeve, and coughed heavily again.

"Go upstairs and talk again, go upstairs and talk again!"

Xu Yan was quite in high spirits, and walked up the stairs with a man in fox fur, laughing loudly.

As the new tea was poured in again, several people sat down around a small table.

It wasn't until two full cups of tea were over, when Xu Yan said that his mouth was dry, that the life of this fox-fur man was truly revealed to others.

But at this moment, the gazes of Bai Shu and Xu Yu were already inexplicably astonished.

Xu Yi, one of the twelve rich families, is a member of the Xu clan in Gaoling.

His martial arts qualifications are only ordinary, and he has many brothers and sisters. Although his background is extremely prominent, he is not taken seriously.

But by chance, he happened to help the abbot of King Kong Temple.

After getting the idea of ​​Pozhiguan in the Sutra Pavilion, to everyone's surprise, Xu Yi's progress was completely different from the slowness of martial arts practice, and he actually made rapid progress.

Obviously, his cultivation base is only a yang talisman, but in terms of thinking, it is already the progress of Asura who gave birth to the viviparus.

The abbot was moved by his love for talent several times, and wanted to send him into Buddhism, but Xu Yi insisted on refusing, and his attitude was firm.

Afterwards, he, who practiced the idea of ​​meditation, defeated all the enemies in one fell swoop in Qingli Lord's Dragon Lord's son-in-law, and became Qingli Palace's son-in-law by riding a dragon quickly.

It's just that I don't know why Xu Yi is so weak now...

Just now when Xuyan mentioned Lord Qingli, he also had a sense of blame.

Why did the father-in-law attack his son-in-law?

Bai Shu didn't know why, but Xu Yan didn't say anything, so he couldn't ask further questions.

"In recent years, you have traveled the world, but I just sit on an empty mountain."

Xu Yan sighed, fiddled with the teacup twice.

"How about it, what's the big deal?"

"Big event? It's nothing more than purple mist descending from the sky, and humans and demons rampant. Besides, what's the big deal?"

Xu Yi coughed twice and slowly shook his head:

"However, in a few months, there is really a big event."

"What?" The fat monk asked curiously.

"Mr. Qingli, my father-in-law is about to start the Dragon Palace to recruit a son-in-law again."

Xu Yi sighed quietly:

"The dowry for marrying my daughter this time is so generous that it makes my heart bleed!"

"What is it?"

"Have you heard of the Miro lamp?"

"That ancient treasure that can improve one's comprehension?" Xu Yan turned pale with shock, "Is Lord Qingli willing to part with it?"

Improve understanding...

Bai Shu, who was drinking tea, trembled, and a lot of tea spilled out of the cup.

"Can it improve comprehension?"

Bai Shu suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, and asked Xu Yi in a trembling voice.

(End of this chapter)