Taoist temple that will cross

Chapter 339

"The old monk not only has the earth spirit beads, but also knows the whereabouts of other spirit beads. If you can impress the old monk, all the spirit beads will naturally be yours."

Cao Yi said without raising his head.

The whereabouts of the other four spirit beads!
Jiumokong's body shook and his breathing became short of breath. He had already obtained the Five Spirit Immortal Art from Zhao Ling'er, and with the collection of powerful and mysterious Five Spirit Orbs, it was not impossible to break the shackles and become a Buddha-level existence one day.

Although the relics are precious, they are not in the same order as the five spirit beads.

He immediately wanted to hand over the relic, but when he was about to put it into action, he hesitated again.

Although the Five Spirit Orbs are mysterious and powerful, they are too mysterious, and the descendants who are as close as Nuwa have never been able to control them. How can he, an outsider, completely control them.

In contrast, the relic who saved him from danger last time was more realistic.

Just when the balance in his heart was tilted toward the relic, a sentence Cao Yi said appeared in his mind-the old monk's days are numbered.

The old man is dying, and when he really dies, he will bring back the relic.

It's so simple, there's no need to worry about it.

As soon as the idea came to light, he said solemnly: "Master, the most precious thing I have is a relic left by a Buddhist disciple. I am willing to use the relic to express my sincerity."

After finishing speaking, a petite and exquisite stone appeared in Jiumo Blank Ri's delicate palm, and a holy and clean light continuously radiated from it, warm like a summer spring breeze.

Cao Yi, who did so many things just to deceive the relic in Jiumokong's hand, shook his head slightly and said, "The relic is a unparalleled holy object in the world, how can the old monk occupy it."

Jiumo Kong sneered inwardly, he had seen through it, this old man was an extremely hypocritical person.Before, the mouth was full of illusory words, but after seeing the relics, it was hard to say.

He thought this way in his heart, but his mouth was very sincere, "The little monk has a superficial cultivation and has not been able to comprehend the mystery of the relic. The great monk has worked hard to understand the truth of the relic."

Considering that agreeing too quickly will arouse Jiumokong's suspicion.

Cao Yi pretended to be tempted, looked at the relic one more time, looked away, and continued to refuse, "How can an old monk do something that steals people's love?"

Jiumokong had the urge to come over and punch Cao Yi, this old man was too hypocritical, he clearly wanted it in his heart, but he refused to admit it.

He suppressed the anger in his heart and continued to plead: "The relic was given to the great monk willingly by the little monk. The little monk has a shallow cultivation and is not worthy of the relic. You can accept it."

"You can't say that. The old monk's cultivation time has grown you up for hundreds of years before you can reach today's realm. With your talent, you will definitely be above the old monk in the future. You should take it back, the old monk doesn't want it, Shariputra. "

Cao Yi declined for the third time, but his tone was obviously not as tough as the previous two times.

Rejected again, rejected again!
Jiumokong was already out of anger, but his mouth was extremely earnest, "Great monk, just accept it! I beg you, little monk."

When it came to this point, Cao Yi couldn't refuse anymore, and reluctantly nodded in agreement, "Since you insist on giving it away, the old monk is not respectful."

But disrespectful?

I want it tomorrow.

Jiumokong sneered inwardly, raised his hand and sent the relic out.

Cao Yi reached out to catch it, looked at it a few times, nodded, and put the relic into the space of the Gate of Eternal Life with a thought.

Jiumokong looked up at Cao Yi.

Cao Yi also looked down at Jiumokong.

Time passed bit by bit.

asshole!

Jiumokong suddenly understood that this old man was not satisfied yet.

But he no longer has any treasures on him.

Suddenly, he remembered what Li Xiaoyao said before—sincerity is nothing more than a precious gift and whether he is willing to lower himself, such as kowtow a hundred heads or something.

The precious gift, the old man has already received it.

The next thing to do is to let go of your posture.

All the treasures were given away, so it was nothing to put down his figure. He lifted up the monk robe on his body, bent his knees, and knelt down.

Cao Yi touched his gray beard with his hand, nodded slightly, his eyes flashed with appreciation, but he still didn't speak.

When I control the five spirit beads, I will definitely beat you into a pig's head.

Jiumokong suppressed the anger in his heart, kowtowed firmly on the ground.

Originally, with his cultivation base, the ground would have cracked if it hit the ground at this level.

But the Jade Buddha Temple is different. It has been baptized by the Jade Buddha for hundreds of years and has already become extremely strong.

"You are very sincere, and the old monk will not make it difficult for you. Our Buddhists say ninety-nine return to trueness, and you should kowtow 81 times."

Cao Yi looked indifferent, as if 81 ringing heads were not worth mentioning.

No embarrassment?
81 rattles?
That's enough!

Jiumokong felt that he was about to explode, so he quickly recited the Heart Sutra to calm himself down, took a light breath, and knocked down again.

one,
two,

……

twenty,
……

thirty,
……

On the surface, Cao Yi looked at Jiumokong and kowtowed calmly, but in fact he kept gathering the power of Wanhua Dao Jue.

boom! No.80 finally landed with a bang.

"well"

Cao Yi came up to him, and after saying hello to him twice, he stretched out his hand to support Jiumokong.

Jiumokong, who took advantage of the situation, subconsciously asked: "Great monk, the earth spirit pearl, where are the other four spirit pearls?"

"Earth Pearl"

Cao Yi freed one hand, and a khaki bead was suspended, exuding a soft light.

Joyful in his heart, Jiumokong stretched out his hand to take it, but only reached halfway, then hung down powerlessly, and turned his head to look at Cao Yi in horror, "Monk, why are you like this?"

At this moment, he thought that the one standing in front of him was really the Jade Buddha of the Jade Buddha Temple.

Cao Yi, who had successfully injected the power of Wanhua Dao Jue into Jiumokong's body, his face changed for a while, and became his original appearance.

"It's you, you lied to me, you are so treacherous!"

Jiumokong's eyes were filled with murderous intent, his fists were clenched tightly, and his teeth were gritted.

He never thought that all of this was Cao Yi's trick.

He became the monkey being played in the trick.

"The matter of becoming a monk, how can it be called a lie!"

Cao Yi smiled, and he didn't feel guilty at all for using tricks like Jiumokong.

"The relic is back, formless, formless, unable to be without me..."

Jiumokong kept chanting mantras to summon relics.

The relic, which was originally hovering in the space of the Gate of Eternal Life, suddenly became irritable and kept hitting the crystal wall of the space, but no matter how it looked, it couldn't break through.

"fall down"

Cao Yi increased the power of Wanhua Dao Jue.

Jiumokong froze and fell down straight.

Cao Yi turned around and waved his hand.

The door of the Sutra Pavilion, which was originally a space of its own, was opened wide, and Li Xiaoyao and Zhao Linger walked out from it.

Seeing Cao Yi, both of them showed extreme surprise on their faces.

Cao Yi waved his hand again.

Jiu Jianxian, Jiang Shi, and Jade Buddha appeared.

(End of this chapter)