I'm covering the sky and cultivating eternal life

Chapter 142

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Buy Faith?

This is really unheard of, and there has been no precedent since ancient times.

"Amitabha, the power of faith is born of our Buddhist believers sincerely worshiping the Buddha, how can it be used for trading." Abbot Baimei refused.

In a dignified Buddhist sect, it would be a joke if the power of faith of believers was used for trading.

For Luo Mo, if others would refuse, it meant that there was a problem that had not been resolved.

what is the problem?
Add money!

But now it seems that Luo Mo himself does not have much strength to come up with a suitable price. It is easier than Buddhism to settle the Great Xia Dynasty first.

Let's make a tentative transaction first, and do it bit by bit. Although it is a business of selling grandparents' fields, you can't let people sell their ancestral property as soon as it comes up, and you have to do it step by step.

"I only want the belief power of tens of billions of believers for a hundred years, isn't the abbot willing to give up even that?"

"This……"

This number is not large. After all, the Western Desert has a vast land and a large population. Mount Sumeru has accumulated more than 30 years, and the faith of countless generations of believers has a very deep reserve of funds.

For monks, a hundred years is not short, but it is not long either.

The old abbot with white eyebrows hesitated for a while, and gave Luo Mo a room to make an offer.

Buddhism is not completely detached from the mundane world. It does not eat fireworks in the world. How can we support such a huge Buddhism without incense?How to support so many Buddhist disciples?

What's more, Luo Mo didn't ask for much.

Luo Mo understood, and continued: "This time I came to Ximo, I have seen the profound Buddhism, and I have to host and invite you to observe the mysteries of the Bodhisattva world. Here are some small gifts to express my gratitude."

He took out a jade pot, there was nothing rare in it, only some divine springs.

The abbot with white eyebrows breathed disorderly for a moment, and then smiled all over his face.

"Amitabha, my Buddhist sect cannot sell incense for believers, but the Holy Son has great ambitions. Our Buddhist sect also has the beauty of adulthood and the virtue of Purdue. It can be successful in establishing a spiritual world for the Holy Son. Our Buddhist sect is willing to support some faith and thoughts for the use of the Holy Son. "

It cannot be sold, but it can give you some.

"Then thank you abbot."

"It's just that the power of faith is not easy to use. The Holy Son needs to be cautious." Abbot Baimei reminded.

Everyone is a little confused, what deal did you secretly reach?
What exactly is in that bottle?
Abbot Baimei didn't plan to tell others in public, after all, there is a pond full of divine springs.

A space the size of a pond is full of divine springs!
How many Buddhist disciples can be cultivated into a golden body in advance by refining some precious medicine with the divine spring of life?

It's not easy for him to make a decision if he wants too much from the Holy Son of Light, but he doesn't want much, so he can directly agree.

You can even give more. After all, Buddhism also has some beliefs that are not so pious, and the karma has not been repaid. Some Buddhist seniors commented that it will be easily lost sooner or later, so it is better to use it.

Monk Huaikong didn't pay attention to this, but just stared at the patterns on the ground.

When the time is up, the pattern glows.

"coming!"

"The elixir is about to be born!"

A dragon chant moved the sky, and a stream of dragon energy flew out from the ground. It was the essence of dragon veins, wrapped around a precious orb.

Thunder and fire burst out above the orb, tempering the essence, and it was fixed in the air, and the essence of the underground dragon vein was continuously pouring into the dragon ball, tempered by thunder and fire.

Ever since he got the refining method of the Immortal Tree, Luo Mo felt that it was a good way to use dragon veins to refine alchemy.

The dragon ball absorbed the essence of the entire dragon vein, its divine brilliance was restrained, and the pattern of thunder and fire was imprinted on it.

咔

A crack suddenly appeared on the dragon ball.

"What's going on? Why did the magic pill break?"

"Failed?"

Huaikong explained first: "This is not a pill, this is a pill furnace, and the real magic pill is still inside."

After absorbing the essence of the dragon veins, the fist-sized dragon ball stopped even the tempered thunder fire, cracks broke out on the surface, and bursts of rays of light shot out from the cracks.

At the same time, a scent filled the air, making people mesmerized, and their thoughts became light, as if they were about to become immortals.

wrong!

Many cultivators who have cultivated in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm and above realized that they were not bewitched by the fragrance of the pill, and were intoxicated by it, while some monks with lesser cultivation could not help but dance lightly, as if they were ascending on a dragon and ascending to immortality , fluttering without knowing where to stop.

"Amitabha."

Abbot Baimei uttered the Buddha's name to call back all the people who were intoxicated by Danxiang, otherwise it would be enough for them to be drunk for a while.

"I... what's wrong with me?"

Some people twisted and danced in a weird way, as if they were dancing the fairy dance in their dreams, and felt awkward when they woke up. Fortunately, many people were like this, and a group of people shared it.

"It smells so good."

"Is it just the scent of the elixir that has such a great effect?"

"What kind of magic pill is this?"

The dragon ball completely shattered amidst everyone's discussion, and pieces fell off, leaving only a thumb-sized brilliance fixed in the air.

The light gradually faded away, and everyone could see clearly what was in the middle. It was a small dragon shaped like a dragon hatched from a dragon ball. It was golden in color and dazzling, holding a dragon ball in its mouth.

Ye Fan: "..."

Isn't this shape the fruit of the real dragon elixir?

But obviously other people didn't know it, didn't know that this portrait belonged to the real dragon elixir, they just lamented the magic of the elixir.

The little dragon was locked in a transparent spherical pill wall, which should be a transparent pill, like a dragon egg.

"Amazing skills! Amazing skills!"

Huaikong was amazed when he saw the true face of this elixir. Only he who is also good at alchemy can understand the technical power in it. It is simply creating life!

"This elixir is dust-free and clean, and it is born as a spiritual fetus. If you keep it for a while, it should be able to psychic!"

Psychic?

A young monk couldn't help asking, "Master Uncle, pills are not magic weapons. Without gods, how can you still have psychics?"

Huaikong glared at him, "Who said that pills can't have psychics? Who said pills can't have gods? Using the method of dragon veins to refine alchemy, the pills produced are like the holy spirit generated by heaven and earth. Nourished by the divine spring, sooner or later the god of the pill itself will be born!"

Li Rui found it incredible, "This is impossible."

Xia Yiming also said, "Even if it succeeds, it will probably take many years. The Holy Spirit usually takes tens of thousands of years to conceive successfully."

Huaikong explained excitedly, "It's different, it's different. There is a dao pattern in this pill, which is said to be like a holy spirit, but it is actually more like a magic weapon. The magic weapon can conceive gods much faster."

A little monk rubbed his head, "It's the holy spirit and a magic weapon, so can this medicine still be eaten?"

I just want to know what effect this elixir can have if I eat it.

Luo Mo explained, "Naturally, it is edible. I use the dragon veins to make alchemy. The elixir contains the principles of transforming dragons, and I also added the spring water of Badingshen, which can nourish the spirit and stabilize Xiantai. After taking it, it can help the cultivator of transforming dragons to break through to the secret realm of Xiantai. ...Hualongwangxian, this pill is called Hualongwangxiandan."

There are not only many kinds of elixirs that break through the realm of immortality, but covering the sky is relatively reckless, and few people do such delicate work.

Moreover, the elixir in immortality is not weaker than monks, if you want to eat it, you may be severely beaten.

"Transformation Dragon Hope Immortal Pill? Is it used to break through the realm?"

This is good stuff!

In the Holy Land, the Dragon Transformation Realm is just an elder who handles chores, but when you arrive at the Sendai Secret Realm, you can be called the Supreme Elder. There is a huge gap in the status of monks.

Can a elixir help people break through the barriers?
"How much help can such a pill help?"

"Ten I can't guarantee it, but at least it can increase my background and increase the success rate by [-]%." Luo Mo said confidently.

Thirty percent!

Generally, those who dare to break through have a [-]-[-] success rate before they dare to try, and those who are lower don't need to think about it.

If you can get the help of this elixir, isn't that right?

"and……"

And how?

"This elixir of Hualongwang can be taken in multiple pills. As an accumulation, the medicinal power in it can wash the marrow and cut down the bones, and the dragon veins contained in it can consolidate the foundation of the dragon's realm. Cultivators who have broken through and entered the secret realm of Sendai by themselves can only benefit from eating a few more pills, which can make their accumulation and foundation more profound."

Luo Mo is already proud, this is a good pill.

Most of the Tianjiao present are in the secret realm of transforming dragons, Xia Yiming, Xia Yilin, Ji Ziyue, Ji Haoyue, Ye Fan, Li Rui, Yao Xi, and Jueyouqing, the younger generation are all in this realm.

"According to my experience, the effect of this elixir of transforming dragons and looking forward to elixir is almost the same as what the Holy Son said, even worse, [-]%..."

Monk Huaikong shook his head, "Thirty percent is too conservative. With so many precious medicines and divine materials combined with such a clever technique to refine the pill, even a pig that can transform itself into a dragon can become a secret place in Xiantai after eating it."

Although everyone felt that this metaphor was a bit strange, they still agreed with Huai Kong's statement.

After all, everyone knows Luo Mo's alchemy skills. Although the people who usually seek him for alchemy basically ask him to refine life-prolonging elixirs, he has also refined some elixir for cultivation.

For example, the blood pill last time, the previous eye-improving pill, and the spirit wine with Lin Lanhua, etc., all have very good effects.

Looking at it this way, besides prolonging life, pills are also excellent for improving cultivation and increasing background.

"Brother Jiang, can you refine a few more elixir of Hualongwang elixir?" Xia Yiming couldn't help but ask.

He is the prince, but he is not the only prince in the Great Xia Dynasty. Since he has some friendship with Shengzi Yaoguang, of course he must seize the opportunity.

Fortunately, he came this time. Although he didn't exert too much force, he was cheeky enough to ask him to help in alchemy.

"Jiang Li, don't forget me and my brother." Ji Ziyue also hurriedly said, her brother is a boring gourd, I'm sorry to mention it here, but she is different, she has a thick skin and eats enough, "You need to make alchemy?" What kind of talent, we immediately found it and sent it."

Luo Mo said, "Although other medicinal materials are rare, they are not difficult to find. The main one is the spring water of Badingshen, which is unique to Buddhism. In addition, this method of alchemy, some-"

What to say?

"Some waste dragon veins."

Waste dragon veins?
Everyone saw, good guy, there used to be a small dragon vein here, but it is half dead now, and although they didn't come here before, it can be imagined that it must have dropped a lot.

Using dragon veins to make alchemy, it is estimated that the dragon veins will take hundreds of years to recover.

But the monk Huaikong admired: "Using this method to refine alchemy, the better the dragon vein, the better the quality of the medicine. This dragon vein is really too small, with a radius of only a few tens of miles."

what?
Can the quality of the pill be improved according to the quality of the dragon vein?
Xia Yiming couldn't help thinking about the dragon veins in his hand, and then said, "Brother Jiang, I have the dragon veins. As for the Badingshen spring water..."

"Amitabha."

Abbot Baimei found out that he had become a supplier, which was a good thing.

He looked at Luo Mo, and Luo Mo smiled back.

understood!

"Badingshen spring water is limited by our Buddhist sect every year, so I'm afraid I can't distribute it to all benefactors."

"Abbot, please accommodate me."

……

If you want to make alchemy, the material is the first problem to be solved. Luo Mo said that other auxiliary materials are not difficult to find, so the only thing to be solved is the dragon vein and the spring water of Badingshen.

Dragon veins are nothing to the Ji family and Daxia, so the only problem is the holy spring water of Badingshen, which is effective for the spirit.

After negotiating with Da Xia, the Ji family bought some divine springs from Abbot Baimei and gave them to Luo Mo to ask him to make alchemy.

Even Jiang Taixu quietly sent Shenquan and ordered an alchemy package.

Although he doesn't need it, but he has descendants, so he can prepare more good things that can consolidate the foundation and improve the background.

Before leaving, the abbot Baimei also gave Luo Mo a lot of divine springs, "These divine springs invite the Holy Son to make alchemy, and I have people prepare the dragon veins, and the extra is regarded as reward."

"It's a trivial matter, the master is too polite."

Don't talk about trivial things, hurry up and talk about serious things.

Abbot Baimei took out a seven-story stone pagoda and said, "This is the power of faith that the Holy Son wants."

The seven-story stone pagoda is not big enough to be grasped with one hand, and the Buddha's light almost overflows from it, blocked by densely packed Dao patterns.

Luo Mo took it, and his spiritual sense went in to check, and immediately found that the quantity was wrong.

"Abbot, this seems to be a lot?"

"Amitabha, Buddhist believers pray day and night, and the accumulated belief power cannot be lightly moved. It is really helpless for me to replace it. I hope the Holy Son will forgive me."

There is indeed a problem.

"There seems to be no problem with the quality of these beliefs, why should they be replaced?"

Abbot Baimei slowly explained: "My Buddhist school imparts Dharma, saves all living beings, and relieves all living beings. Its disease, pays off the cause and effect, but there are always believers who fail to pay back and die, although they are only a very small number, they have accumulated a lot in more than 30 years, and this part of the belief power is not closely combined with Mount Sumeru."

"So you give me the power of these beliefs that have not been purified?"

"There is always a lot more, more than three times what the Holy Son needs."

Abbot Baimei knew he was wrong, so he took out another bowl.

In the bowl is the spring water of Badingshen, which is his compensation.

"What does the Holy Son think? If you don't want to, I will return the Holy Spring of Life to the Holy Son."

Abbot Baimei's voice was neither sad nor happy, as if he didn't care about the divine spring of life.

But the divine spring of life is very rare, who would dare to venture into a place like the barren ancient forbidden land?

In particular, it can also cooperate with the Badingshen spring water of Buddhism, one nourishes the body and the other nourishes the spirit, it is simply the best treasure, and it will definitely hurt if it is returned.

Although for Luo Mo it doesn't matter what kind of belief power, as long as it is pure enough, but the attitude of Abbot Baimei makes him a little uncomfortable.

"Another bowl!"

"No, no, the output of Bading Shenquan is limited every year. I just gave it to the Ji family Daxia and the Jiang family, and gave so much to Shengzi. This year's output has been used up."

The old monk quickly refused.

(End of this chapter)