fifth form

The land of Lingshan is lush with grass, and there are some sparse trees growing everywhere.

Among them there are some practitioners who shave their heads, and some practice with their hair worn.

"Those with bald heads are following Tathagata, and those with hair are following Brahma!"

The division of power in Western religions is very simple, divided into those with hair on the head and those without hair.

This kind of distinction is so simple that people can’t complain about it.

Guan Zizi pulled up the black hair on her head. Male cultivators are one way of distinguishing, while female cultivators like her have their hair tied up, and some have disheveled hair, which is another way of distinguishing.

The Western religion has two leaders, which also allows the religion to have two ways of practice, and it is also divided into two forces.

The leaders didn't care in their eyes, but the people below could tell the difference clearly.

For example, Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practices with the two sect masters, while Brahma practices with the great sect leader.

This time she led everyone to the lair of Brahma and others.

As they continued to move forward, the monk with hair kept paying attention to this group of people, and the eyes of a woman with disheveled hair greedily glanced at Nezha's body.

"If you look again I'll poke your eyes!"

Nezha threatened them and made faces at these men and women.

"If you dare to attack me, I will use this as an excuse to beat up Brahma. Maybe I can also catch Vishnu who is sneaking and causing trouble!"

Nezha spoke Sanskrit and warned these people, and the many eyes that were paying attention quickly turned away.

"Junior brother, look, it doesn't matter whether Cihang is there or not," Nezha said happily, "These barbarians should be scared more!"

"Senior brother is awesome, but don't talk any more. We have already reached the execution ground of the great leader," Jinxia Yuanjun warned.

"What are you afraid of? Anyway, we are here to exchange treasures with him. How can he still make a bad face to us?" Nezha said.

"Ahem, a friend surnamed Kong said that it's a great pleasure to have friends from afar. I didn't expect to see people from the Taiyi Sect coming to Lingshan!"

above the mountains.

A six-foot-tall figure sitting on a nine-petal lotus platform was originally looking towards the sky. When Nezha opened his mouth to refute Jinxia Yuanjun, his head quickly fell downwards, and his figure quickly shrank, returning to the size of an ordinary person.

He turned around, with an old and miserable look on his face. Nezha shook his head, only to realize that the other person's appearance was even more unpleasant than his own.

"Meet the leader!"

Jinxia Yuanjun took the lead in saluting from a distance, which made Nezha reluctantly bow down and salute.

"This is Nezha, right?" The leader looked at Nezha kindly before saying, "I didn't expect you to still look so handsome after hundreds of years of not seeing me!"

"Don't try to take advantage of my body!"

If it was a compliment from someone else, Nezha would happily accept it, but the two Western leaders made him feel on pins and needles.

The big leader's introduction was full of words, while the second leader was Nezha's natural enemy.

He was also glad that he came to see the great leader of Lingshan Dojo, otherwise Nezha would not be willing to come.

"I'm just complimenting you!"

The leader smiled, then looked at Jinxia Yuanjun, and then glanced at Rong Tianding and others behind him.

"The man is unconscious and his soul seems to be in confusion. It seems that you are here to use my Eight Treasures Merit Pool to cleanse his soul," the leader said.

"Master Mingjian" Jinxia Yuanjun bowed and said: "This is indeed what we want to do during this trip!"

"Then you are here at an unlucky time. My Eight Treasures Merit Pool..."

"We have brought a piece of spiritual silk jade lotus root, just tell us whether you want it or not!" The leader was about to refuse to raise the price, but then he ran into Nezha, an unreasonable little kid who bumped into him, which made him say He held it in his heart.

"Nezha is so cute!"

With an embarrassed smile on his face, the leader of the teachings just felt that a little kid like Nezha was not lovable.

But he also allowed Nezha to do his best. After all, he only saw Nezha once in a while. Those in the Immortal Courtyard saw Nezha every day, and maybe they all got angry after a long period of time.

The leader of Jieyin is quite happy to see the people of Xianting holding back their anger.

He had an alliance with the Immortal Court and got some benefits, but no matter how many alliances he had, he was still unhappy because the Heavenly Court had erected a door at the door of his secret place.

There was a lot of back and forth discussion between the two parties because of the land relationship.

He couldn't fight again and again, so he could only let Xianting erect the gate at his door.

This made the leader Jieyin hold his breath.

If you can make the people in Immortal Court unhappy, it will definitely make you happy to lead the leader.

In response, he was quite happy to meet Nezha, and even praised him several times.

It's just that Nezha has a transparent mind and is extremely wary of his praise.

"Master Mingjian, we are not asking for the Eight Treasures Merit Pool for nothing, but in exchange for a piece of spiritual silk jade lotus root that our master has worked hard to cultivate," Jin Xiayuanjun said.

"Alright, since you are sincere, go to the Eight Treasures Merit Pool and wait a moment." The leader said, "There is a disciple in my sect whose soul was injured. He is also cultivating in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool at this time. He can wait any longer." He came out in a matter of seconds!"

"It turns out it's really an accident!" Nezha said angrily, "Can you continue to use the pool where you washed people?"

"You can rest assured about this," the leader replied: "The Eight Treasures Merit Pool contains supreme luck. There is no reason why it cannot be used after washing it, let alone him..."

The leader of Jieying Cult looked at Zhang Xuezhou and felt that it would not be troublesome to wash such a young monk.

Not to mention washing one, it would be no problem even if a hundred such little monks were thrown into his Eight Treasures Merit Pool.

"What problem did he have that caused the hidden danger in his soul?"

The cautious leader couldn't help but add something.

"He was used by a physiognomist as a medium for casting spells," Jin Xia Yuanjun said, "and then he hurt his soul!"

"The prime minister is too calculating. He is afraid of losing his own money, so he uses others as a shield!"

The leader of Jieyin made a comment, and he already understood the patient's problem.

He asked no more questions or wasted another glance on Zhang Xuezhou, but instead focused on Jinxia Yuanjun.

This made Jinxia Yuanjun have no choice but to touch his sleeve, and then took out a piece of lotus root that looked like white jade.

This kind of lotus root is as white as mutton-fat white jade, and is fairer than the skin of the most pink girl.

The leader of Jie Yin looked at Lingsi Jade Lotus Root and felt that this transaction was a big advantage.

And what the other party brought out was indeed what he needed.

If the spiritual silk jade lotus root can be cultivated, it may be possible to repair his damaged lotus platform, and it may also be possible to obtain nourishment for his physical body.

Either way would be of great benefit to him.

Although Taiyi Palace is at East Tianmen, and West Tianmen is at his door, it is not easy to guide the leader to visit Taiyi Palace.

It is difficult to enter the secret realm of the East Tianmen from the outside world, but if he enters the Immortal Courtyard from the West Tianmen, he will inevitably be invited as a guest by Laojun, Yuanshi Tianzun and others, and at least he will suffer a loss from these two people.

Only Jin Xia Yuanjun and others took the initiative to let him obtain such treasures.