I am the Dragon King of the Well

Chapter 60

But Qiu Ping didn't know that the water he bathed in the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss was the water of the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.

It can wash away the burning dust of the world, make the whole body clean, and eliminate all kinds of evil karma.

And the monk's whirling golden bowl contains whirling air inside. Anyone who practices it is detained by it, and the whirling air will pull out the mortal obstacles in their bodies, such as old age, sickness, death, or suffering. , all sentient beings cannot escape.

However, Qiu Ping just took a bath in the Eight Treasures Merit Pond and was full of drinks, so the whirling air was of no use to him.

As soon as Qiu Ping thought about it, the golden bowl was suspended in front of him.

He quietly operated the [Eight-Armed Mahā Seal], and in an instant, a wave of attraction came from the golden bowl, which was many times stronger than the string of Buddhist beads snatched from Bai San'er.

Qiu Ping was ecstatic.

Sure enough, this method still needs to rely on some Buddhist items to speed up the practice.

Compared with the string of Buddha beads, this golden bowl is much more expensive.He reckoned that this thing might be enough to prop him up into the third realm.

"Although this trip is thrilling, it's not a loss. In the next period of time, I have to be careful and digest all the recent gains."

Qiu Ping has had many opportunities recently, and he needs to settle down.

……

"My poor big brother, you died too badly." Not far from the Arhat Temple, the shrew piled up a small dirt bag and lay down on it, crying loudly.

It's just that this soil bag is too small, at most the shrew can be buried in it, but it may not be enough to bury Qiu Ping.

"Didn't these damned monks just take some of your fruits, and beat them to death? Besides, the whole Huangzhong Mountain is my land, so it's not a matter of course for me to charge you some rent?" the shrew cried There was a splash, and he kept cursing at the monks in the temple.

After finally accepting a younger brother who can flatter, why is it gone?

"Snapped."

He was crying and was sad when suddenly a mountain date fell from the sky and hit him on the head exactly.

Although it is a mountain date, it is bigger than his head.

"My short-lived brother..." The shrew howled with snot and tears, and bit the mountain jujube a few times, his mouth was vague.

"Clap clap."

Several jujubes were smashed down in a row, and each one hit the shrew's head with precision.

The shrew was immediately annoyed, who the hell has no eyesight, didn't he see that he was crying?

When he looked up, he saw a black boy with two mustaches sitting on a branch beside him, holding a handful of jujubes in his hand, shaking his legs.

"You... big man, you're not dead, that's great!" The shrew rubbed his eyes, and after making sure he read it right, he climbed up the tree and jumped directly onto Qiu Ping, holding him in his arms. Don't let go.

Qiu Ping was so disgusted that he pinched it up. This mouse spirit, with saliva and snot all over his face, probably wanted to take the opportunity to rub it on himself.

"Big man, listen to my sophistry... I didn't abandon you on purpose, you didn't catch my tail. Next time we run for our lives, remember to hold on tighter." Shrew showed a flattering smile on his face, and tried He hugged Qiu Ping's shoulders to show his closeness, but his paws were too short, so he could only sit on it.

"It's okay to forgive you, then you have to give me some benefits. It doesn't need to be too much, just give me a thousand and eighty catties of spiritual fruit, or some spiritual mine, spiritual medicine, etc., I will not pick." Qiu Ping picked up a jujube and bit it.

The taste of mountain jujube is not very good, a bit sour.

"Ah... that... big brother, if I had a spiritual fruit, why would I go to the monk's temple to pick it?" The shrew opened its mouth, and the smile on its face immediately became forced.

"Lord Mountain God, you don't want the City God to know that you tricked me into going to the Arhat Temple." The smile on his face shifted to Qiu Ping's.

The shrew's eyes wandered, flickering.

He was hesitating whether to kill his mouth or bleed.

On the one hand are the siblings and friends who have "inseparable friendship" with him, and on the other hand are the spiritual fruit that he has hidden for a long time.

It's really hard to choose.

"Can I ask for less?" The shrew felt a little shy, drawing circles one after another on Qiu Ping's shoulders with the soles of his feet.

"Okay, just give me nine hundred and ninety-nine catties of spiritual fruit."

Originally, the first half of Qiu Ping's sentence made the shrew ecstatic, but the second half immediately made him want to go up and tear the greedy face of this black boy.

In the end, the shrew chose to compromise.

With a sad face, he took out hundreds of spiritual fruits from his small treasury. Although it only accounted for less than one-tenth of his treasury, it was enough to make him feel like a concubine.

At least when he cried for Qiu Ping earlier, he didn't cry so sadly.

Qiu Ping reached out to take the package of the packed spirit fruit, but saw the shrew firmly grasping the furoshiki with its claws, refusing to let go no matter what.

"Then go visit the house when you have time."

"Crack." Qiu Ping yanked it hard, then put the package on his shoulders casually, and swaggered away from the mountain temple.

Even if you walk far away, you can still hear the wail from the shrews.

……

Qiu Ping plunged headlong into the cold pool next to him. After entering the water, he turned into a big black loach, holding the big package in his mouth.

Well, I have to tidy up the scale space in the near future, because he has filled too much water from the lotus pond, and it is now full.

Qiu Ping entered the underground river along the pool water, and returned to the ancient well.

"It's still the comfort of your own home."

Qiu Ping casually took out a spiritual fruit from the package, bit into it, and then happily lay down on the ore all over the room.

He has never been an adventurous person. If he can be a salted fish and paddle every day to increase his strength steadily, that would be the best thing.

With the existing resources in his temple, it is enough for him to practice for a long time.

At least before congealing the [Holy Embryo], you don't have to worry too much about the merits.

"Oh, are you doing it? Why are you so strenuous?" Qiu Ping was about to catch up on his sleep when he suddenly heard murmurs outside.

At the gate of the temple, Qiu Yi, Qiu Er, Qiu San and the red-shell crabs were gathering together.

They were holding a bunch of snail shells and fish bones, and they seemed to be trying to piece together something. From time to time, they could hear red-shell crabs yelling.

Qiu Ping looked at the thing they put together, it looked a bit like a lantern.

It's just too ugly.

"I'll do it, I'll do it, you guys are so stupid!" The red-shell crab snatched the shell from Qiu San's hand.

"What are you doing?" Qiu Ping came out from behind the crab, and he shivered suddenly.

The red-shell crab had an unnatural expression, as if it wanted to hide the shell.

"Your Majesty... I... I heard people say that the Lantern Festival will be in two days. I saw people in the village making lanterns, so I thought we'd make some lanterns to join in the fun." Qiu Yi is already speaking fluently now, but Occasional stuttering.

(End of this chapter)