Great Yinxian Dynasty

Fakong had a sullen face and snorted coldly at the crowd: "It's already past noon today, and at noon tomorrow will my relic can be used to its fullest effect."

"Everything depends on the master, we just made a little joke with the master before, presumably the master won't mind."

The monk's face twitched twice, and he nodded fiercely: "Don't mind, don't mind, of course I don't mind."

"Master, please enter the barracks."

Looking at the soldiers staring around, Fa Kong felt helpless and had to follow him in.

This is the real sheep's mouth, and Fakong overestimated his own strength, and finally lost himself.

It’s not that the Buddha’s relic is not strong, but because Chen Jiu’s Destroying God Lei is too targeted. If it is attacked by ordinary means, it will only trigger a counterattack from the Buddha’s relic. The greater the attack power, the greater the counterattack, and finally the hundreds of thousands. It is not difficult to wipe out the army.

It's a pity that Monk Fakong was afraid. He was afraid that the relic would be destroyed in his hands. This relic is a treasure of Buddhism and cannot be damaged. In the eyes of every Buddhist, this relic is more precious than his own life, although another relic will be enough. Fighting back and killing everyone, but Fakong thinks it is not worth it. The lives of these people are not as important as a relic. If there is another wound, Fakong will die in distress.

This trace of Destroying Thunder does not know how long it will take to be wiped out and reconstitute the relic.

Since this monk Fakong promised everyone to break the evil spirits of the ancient battlefield tomorrow, everyone naturally didn't worry that he would go back, because the world's karma cycle retribution unhappy things happen from time to time.

As the night fell silent, the dark ancient battlefield began to change.

A roar and struggle sounded from the ancient battlefield, passed through the barrier, and passed into the ears of the soldiers.

Everyone was uneasy, Monk Fakong patted his forehead, as if he was thinking of something: "Quickly make your soldiers restrain their evil spirits. Otherwise, the evil spirits inside and outside the battlefield will interact with each other, and the battle spirits inside will wake up and reappear.

When everyone heard the words, they cursed this monk Fakong from the bottom of their hearts to the eighteenth generation of their ancestors. This guy is retaliating. But he had to do what Fakong said, and restrain his suffocation.

The army naturally has its own method of restraining its evil spirit. If it can't restrain its evil spirit, how can it attack the opponent.

As the evil spirit receded, the roar of the ancient battlefield gradually weakened, but there were still one or two roars from time to time.

Inside the big tent, Chen Jiu's big tent was lit with an oil lamp, and Chen Jiu leaned on the bed, reading a book.

There was a noise outside the door. I heard a soldier standing outside the door and saying: "General, the monk begs to see you."

Chen Jiu thought for a moment: "Let him come in."

Under the light, Fakong's head became brighter, like a lantern.

"I don't know what's going to happen to Fakong's event late at night?".

Chen Jiu looked at the book without raising his head, Fa Kong was not polite, and found a place to sit down by himself: "Donor, you can say a condition, how can I be willing to drop this true dragon's blood with me".

Chen Jiu said without raising his head: "No change."

"Is there really no way out?" Fakong didn't give up.

Chen Jiu glanced at the old monk in surprise, then put down the book: "It's not impossible, I'm afraid you will not bear it."

"What the poor monk can't bear. Everything is something outside of the body" Fa Kong smiled openly, and when he saw Youmen, there was a smile on his slightly gloomy face.

The more I think about it, the more I feel unwilling to live in the big account. Helping others to do things in vain, the goal was not achieved, feeling very angry, and simply took advantage of the night to find Chen Jiu.

"I think the master's Buddha relic is good, but one relic can be exchanged for a drop of dragon blood."

Fa Kong was stunned, but he never thought that Chen Jiu would hit his relic, and the smile on his face suddenly froze.

Chen Jiu touched the smooth chin: "A drop of dragon blood is indeed a bit small, so let's go, I am a sincere person. How about adding a dragon scale".

Fa Kong's expression was frozen, staring at Chen Jiu firmly.

"Look at what I am doing. Although the relic is also a priceless treasure, the true dragons have now disappeared in historical time and space. The rest are hybrid dragons such as Tianlong, Flying Dragon, and Flood Dragon. I am also unique, OK."

The monk folded his hands together and said: "Amitabha Buddha".

After a while, he opened his eyes: "A pound of Lingshan lamp oil, don't change it."

"Lingshan lamp oil?" Chen Jiu's eyes lit up. The legend about Lingshan lamp oil was mentioned in an ancient book.

Legend has it that in ancient times, the Buddha used the Buddhist secret method to gather the vitality of the heavens and refine it to form a supreme treasure with the effects of meditation and enlightenment. When the Buddha gave a lecture, he lit this lamp to help his disciples enlighten the way.

The lamp oil that even the Buddha and the gods can enlighten the Tao shows how powerful it is.

However, since the disappearance of the Buddha, the secret method of collecting lamp oil between heaven and earth has been lost, and now the lamp oil is used a little less.

This Fakong was actually willing to replace it with lamp oil. Obviously the blood of the true dragon was too important to the opponent.

Seeing Fa Kong's expression, Chen Jiu finally said with a serious face: "One catty is too little, three catties".

"Why don't you grab a pound? One pound is a pound. Think about it. Even if I can't get kerosene today, there will be Buddhist powers coming to you in the future."

Seeing Fakong's slightly threatening and reminding words, Chen Jiu finally gritted his teeth: "A catty and a half, absolutely can't be less."

"Good, deal".

Fakong took out a gourd on himself and handed it to Chen Jiu: "This is a pound and a half of Lingshan lamp oil. As long as it is lit, it will not only enlighten the way, but also have the protective effect. Sometimes it will be a life-saving encounter with an unworldly enemy. means".

After taking the gourd to check it carefully, this monk Fakong is still quite honest and didn't do anything. Chen Jiu touched the real dragon on his waist with satisfaction: "We share this lamp oil, so you will give up a drop of real blood and scales. Right".

Li Mei turned around Chen Jiu's waist, her body shook slightly, a drop of blood and scales flew out of her body and landed in front of Chen Jiu.

Chen Jiu took the scales and handed it to Fakong: "Take it, I don't want your Buddhists to trouble me in the future, otherwise I am not a vegetarian, even I can break the Buddha's relic, don't say you wait. Golden body".

Hearing Chen Jiu's mention of the method of destroying the Buddha's relic, Fa Kong's face became gloomy again, and he put away the blood and scales of the real dragon before turning and leaving without any examination. Chen Jiu took the blood of the real dragon in front of him. And Long Lin, as a master who didn't know how high Chen Jiu was, he was confident that Chen Jiu would not be able to conceal him if he did any small actions.

Looking at the lamp oil of a gourd, Chen Jiu smiled: "Wait, I want to see what this guy is so eager to do to get the blood of the real dragon."

While talking, Chen Jiu exuded a trace of good fortune, which was absorbed by Li Mei: "I will give you some compensation, if I am not afraid of making up for your death, I really want to give you more."

Chao Xiaoyu didn't know where he came out. The mask was already taken off, and he stared at Chen Jiu with a faint smile: "This monk is actually willing to give up Lingshan lamp oil. This is a good thing. Let's meet in half."

Chen Jiu tightly grasped the gourd in his hand: "No, this is the result of my cooperation with Li Mei, it has nothing to do with you".

Chao Xiao Yusu stretched out his hand to Chen Jiu's ear: "Really?".

Seeing that his ears were about to be ravaged again, Chen Jiuyi sighed, "Forget it, divide you by one third."

Chao Xiao Yubai cast a glance at Chen Jiu: "Stingy~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After the Lingshan lamp oil is ignited, the efficacy of several people using it together will not be weakened, as long as we use the lamp oil together in the future."

Chen Jiu happily looked at the gourd: "This is Lingshan lamp oil. According to legend, ordinary beasts can turn on spiritual wisdom by eating one drop, and they can transform into form by eating a little bit more, and even become the power of the monster race. I don't know if it is true. ".

"There are no groundless things in this world. Even if it's not true, it's not far from ten. It has unimaginable benefits for the monster race. If the fairy knows that you have Lingshan lamp oil on your body, and it is a catty and a half, you will be in trouble. The Emperor will personally come to you to talk about your ideals."

Chen Jiu put away the Lingshan lamp oil: "There are many people in this world that I can't beat, countless, but I want to escape, and there are not many who can kill me."

"Cut, bragging, just scream." After finishing talking, Chen Jiu turned to Xiao Yu and got into the quilt. Chen Jiu sighed, facing the light a little, the light went out, and the big tent fell into silence.

Outside, Monk Fakong showed ecstasy: "I have made a lot of money. This time I really made a lot of money. This kid deserves to be pitted by me, and finally he has a bad breath." (To be continued) ()