Peck of Rice Immortal Fate

Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 589

2021-03-01

Chapter 589 Relic 'Zhuhao'

The monk Courtyard Master was stunned, and his mind followed his gaze, and was attracted by Fang Dou's every move .

I can see Fang Dou's ten fingers are flexible, and many fine needles and silk threads are shuttled between his fingers and palms.

Such a complex scene is not messy, but rather orderly.

The needles and threads of different specifications, like well-trained troops, obey the command and enter the field one by one.

Gold silk and blood silk, two kinds of fine Shu brocade, under the control of Fang Dou, began to gradually form the prototype of monk robes and cassocks.

The sample clothes are only available for customizing some high-end clothes.

Previously, the sample clothes made by the monk Courtyard Master were seen by the martial law. After confirmation, they began to input materials and labor to formally process the official monk robes used by the ceremony.

Once confirmed, it is best not to change it, otherwise it will waste a lot of manpower and material resources.

Fang Dou is not only a matter of the Courtyard Master, but he also has opinions on precepts.

If it weren't for Shu Jin, the two would not have the patience to watch him 'mischief'!

However, as Fang Dou concentrated on the production, the expression of the monk Courtyard Master became more and more solemn.

Even the precepts calmed down and watched Fang Dou's movements carefully.

Even if you don't know how to make clothes, you can easily tell the difference between Fang Dou's smooth posture and the movements of the monk Courtyard Master.

Jie Xing's heart became more and more awe-inspiring. This person is really deep and unmeasurable. He has both the background of sword cultivator in Shu and masters this exquisite clothing technique.

......

I don't know how long!

"Okay!"

Fang Dou stepped aside, only to see a set of monk robes and cassocks, stretched out in the air, suspended in mid-air.

"Martial law, you try it first!"

Martial law spread his arms, only to see the monk's robe and cassock, which were supported and automatically put on him.

In the blink of an eye, Martial Law put on a brand-new monk's robe, the outer layer was a cassock made of gold silk, and the inner layer was a monk's robe made of blood silk.

Seeing the affairs of the monks and Courtyard Masters, they only feel majestic and noble, revealing an air of admiration.

"Fang Dou brother, this dress is so uncomfortable!"

After a few movements of martial law, I felt light on my hands and feet, without the slightest sense of restraint.

Fang Dou> nods, "Finally live up to the trust!"

This time, the Courtyard Master is speechless, whether it is style, or the comfort of wearing This robe is far beyond his standard.

"I'm convinced, I'm convinced!"

The monk Courtyard Master bowed down to Fang Dou, turned around and said to martial law, "Master of martial law, the old monk is ashamed, and almost missed you. It's a big event!"

"No!"

The martial law comforted him, "This time you will arrange the monk's robe for me, there is no credit or hard work, just go down and receive the reward!"

"No!"

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"Jie Xing, you will send it for me!"

After sending the two monks, Jie Xing and the monk Courtyard Master, martial law was very enthusiastic, "Tell me, what is going on in Shu? What is the situation?"

He was also very curious about the legendary Sword Immortal in Shu, but these sword cultivators were very exclusive, and it was difficult for people in Shimen to set foot.

Fang Dou sighed, "Don't mention it, I've hit a big disaster, and I can't go back in my life!"

"What?"

The martial law widened Eyes, "Tell me carefully!"

Fang Dou cut the story to the end, and talked about martial law. It was nothing more than offending the Great Sect and was chased and escaped from Shu.

I hear martial law, so that's how it is.

"No wonder, I heard that sword cultivators in Shu have gone out in large numbers recently, so it is for you!"

"Fang Dou brother, since you have left Shu, you are safe. I am Fuyuan Temple. I can cover you!"

Although the sword cultivator in Shu is strong, it is limited to the land of Shu, dares to break into the territory of the three families, and teaches how to be a man in minutes.

"I will take over the ceremony this time, you must attend!"

Fang Dou patted his chest, "I came here this time to see you, how can I miss it?"

As a result, martial law called the Zhike monk and arranged for Fang Dou to live in the wing.

On the way, Fang Dou also asked about the Sweeping Monk, but unfortunately, the Zhike Monk never heard of it.

There is a huge Fuyuan Temple with tens of thousands of skilled monks. If the other party deliberately hides, Fang Dou may not be able to find it after spending a year of effort.

“en!”

Fang Dou was very quiet and thoughtful all day, and suddenly thought of looking for the abbot to host.

When he sneaked into the abbot's quiet room, he saw the outgoing host, already very old.

"You're here!"

The abbot was not surprised at all. Obviously, the news of Fang Dou's entry into the temple had already been known to him.

"Host, I'm sorry!"

The abbot pointed to the futon next to him, "Do it!"

Fang Dou sat down with his legs crossed, "Host Fangzheng, this is I came here to congratulate Senior Brother Yan, there is no other meaning!"

"I believe!"

The abbot presided over the nodded and looked at Fang Dou, "Your ability to cause trouble is mine. The number one expert I've seen in my life, how could even the sky in Shu be pierced?"

"These days, sword cultivators in Shu have been dispatched everywhere, wanting you. The name Fang Dou is far from the world. It's not far from being famous!"

Fang Dou modestly said, "not worth mentioning!"

Suddenly, he remembered that it was half a sleeve that was given by martial law back then. Obviously, The owner of the sleeve is the abbot in front of him.

"Fang Dou is here, and many thanks to the abbot for the gift of treasures!"

The abbot drooped his eyelids, seemed very tired, and shook his head, "No need for many. Thanks, the source of this sleeve is also the sword cultivator in Shu, adding it back to you is considered a return to the original owner!"

Here, the abbot explained to Fang Dou.

It turns out that one year, a middle age person with blood all over his body fainted in front of Fuyan Temple.

The abbot presided over the decision and took him in. Soon after the middle age person was too long, he died of serious injuries.

Inspecting this person's relics, it was found that he was from the southwestern Shu, and he was a sword cultivator.

That sleeve is the middle age person before his death, thanking him for keeping him, and has been treasured by the abbot.

In Fuyuan Temple, there is a letter storehouse, which stores precious things for the majority of believers, so this person's relics are collected and waited for future generations to come and collect them.

After so many years, no one has come to claim it.

Fang Dou listened, and his heart skipped a beat. He probably guessed the identity of the middle age person.

"The abbot presides over, I wonder if it is convenient to see that person's relic?"

"Of course!"

The relic is very simple, on a stack of clothes, There are pitch-black beads and some gold and silver lying on the side.

The moment Fang Dou saw the beads, he knew that this person must be Cao Dongxuan.

Sure enough, after starting with the bead and refining with a little mana, you will understand that this is a sword tool called 'zhuhao'.

The beads glow, and the rays of light fly out a few inches, turning into a miniature Flying Sword, which is extremely sharp.

The abbot met and recited, "mercy, my Buddha!"

It turned out that this unremarkable bead was actually the legendary Flying Sword, but they were taken in by them. to date.

Don't say that Fuyuan Temple does not dare to detain it privately, even if it is greedy, no one will use it.

“Today, the things have just returned to their original owners!”

Fang Dou laughed, and he took the relic of Cao Dongxuan under the name of Cao Dongxuan’s disciple.

So, the problem comes again, Cao Dongxuan is dead!

Who was the person who left him a letter in the Cave Mansion in Queershan?

(end of this chapter)