Chapter 187 Fairy Wine Merchant
Yu Zecheng was speechless. He was stood up by his master. The two of them lived in their own world. He was left in the monk's den to fend for himself.
The Zen Master Yinxiang said:
"Look at your master. He completely abandoned you for that tigress. That's why women are the most terrifying existence. I want to worship Buddha all my life so that I won't have to deal with such a terrifying existence."
Yu Zecheng looked at Zen Master Yinxiang. He was also a poor child. He must have been stimulated by women at the beginning, so he embarked on this path of becoming a monk.
Yu Zecheng said:
"Uncle Yinxiang, I have to ask you to take care of my affairs."
Zen Master Yinxiang replied:
"It's a small matter. You go to the altar at noon every day, and I will chant sutras for you to resolve your grievances. After your grievances are gone, you will have accumulated great merits. From now on, you will be able to master the great law of heaven and earth very quickly. This is the reward from heaven and earth for you."
Yu Zecheng bowed deeply and said:
"Thank you for your trouble, uncle."
He thought:
"It's nothing more than unblocking the meridians when resolving grievances. It sounds so nice. What merits, rewards from heaven and earth, are all nonsense."
So Yu Zecheng began his 100-day practice here. During these 100 days, he went to the altar at noon every day to accept the chanting of Zen Master Yinxiang to resolve the ghost curses of the ghosts in his body before he died. Two hours a day, the rest of the time is Yu Zecheng's own free time.
There are less than a hundred disciples in the True Buddha Sect on Luoyu Mountain. Later, Yu Zecheng learned that this place is only one of the eight branches of the True Buddha Sect. There are seven other branches in the depths of the mountains. In addition to the daytime work, the disciples here spend the rest of their time meditating and practicing in their own fantasy world.
Yu Zecheng walked around here for the first few days. It was extremely quiet and there was no fun at all. It can be said that life was boring. Fortunately, Yu Zecheng could stand the loneliness and began his hard practice, refining the unparalleled sword bone and practicing the dragon breath technique.
Yu Zecheng found that he could not perfectly control and master the dragon breath technique. If he wanted to reach that level, he must have his own strength to reach the foundation building stage. At this time, Yu Zecheng just remembered that when the old madman taught him the spell, he only said that the confession and questioning technique was changed by him and was suitable for his own practice in the Qi Refining stage. This dragon breath technique was not mentioned at all. It seems that he set an ambush here and made some moves to avenge himself for blackmailing him.
Although it cannot be perfectly mastered, there are some gains. Yu Zecheng learned the two magical powers of the Purple Ink Dragon, the Ink Flame Purple Fire Refining Heart Gang and the Wu Fire Heavenly Ze Prison. Gradually, he learned three points of them in a proper way. He could use the Ink Flame Purple Fire to replace ordinary flames, and then launch them with the Fireball Technique.
The hundred days passed leisurely, and Yu Zecheng gradually liked this kind of life. Compared with his own cave in Xuanyuan Peak, although there was not so much spiritual energy here, it was leisurely and not as cold as home.
But Yu Zecheng still wanted to return to his own cave. No matter how good it was outside, it was not as good as his own doghouse. Unknowingly, Yu Zecheng had regarded the stone house in the mountain as his only home.
After a hundred days, the curse and resentment on Yu Zecheng's body dissipated, and he was about to bid farewell to Master Yinxiang and leave here. Before leaving, Yu Zecheng took out a pearl made of the tears left by the ancient mirage beast and gave it to Master Yinxiang as a thank you gift.
Zen Master Yinxiang looked at the pearl for a long time before saying:
"How many of these mirage tears do you have?"
Yu Zecheng said:
"I have thirty-six."
Zen Master Yinxiang said:
"Exactly thirty-six?"
Yu Zecheng nodded, and Zen Master Yinxiang sighed and said:
"Opportunity, opportunity, give me all the mirage tears."
Yu Zecheng handed all the mirage tears to Zen Master Yinxiang without saying anything, and then Zen Master Yinxiang turned around and left. He appeared three days later and handed Yu Zecheng a necklace, saying:
"These mirage tears are the treasure of heaven and earth. The ancient mirage beast is an ancient beast. It will only shed tears once in its life. This tear is its life essence. Most of the time, it will only shed three, nine, or eighteen drops. Only in very rare cases may it shed thirty-six tears.
These thirty-six mirage tears, I I used my sect's secret method to refine it for you, and refined it into a magic weapon, the Mirage. This is a commemoration of our meeting. "
Yu Zecheng took the necklace and said:
"Magic weapon, not a magic tool?"
Zen Master Yinxiang said:
"It is a magic weapon, not a magic tool, but the time for refining is short, you need to slowly nurture it, and the magical power of this magic weapon will gradually appear. Now it can only make you hide your cultivation, hide your breath, and change your appearance.
In the future, as you nurture it, it will gradually become stronger, because this Mirage teardrop is too precious, it wants to be given to you, so you can get it, otherwise they would have turned into water droplets and dissipated. "
Yu Zecheng carefully looked at the necklace, and then put it on his neck. After putting it on, the necklace immediately dissolved in Yu Zecheng's body. This is the characteristic of the magic weapon, which can be integrated into the body.
Zen Master Yinxiang said:
"Okay, our fate has ended. Let me take you out of the mountain gate. If you have any problems in the future, come here to find me. I will definitely help you if I can."
Yu Zecheng bowed deeply and said:
"Thank you, uncle. If you have any problems, just tell me. I will do my best."
The two of them parted ways. Yu Zecheng left the True Buddha Sect, found the dragon-bone sailboat, and flew to the Xianqin Ancient Road teleportation array.
Who knew that after flying three thousand miles, the flying car made a loud bang and fell in the air. In addition to the problem, it could no longer fly into the sky.
Yu Zecheng began to check. It was impossible that the master gave him a defective product. The result of the inspection made him laugh and cry. It turned out that the spiritual stones used as energy were exhausted, so the keel sailboat could no longer fly.
At this time, Yu Zecheng found himself in an awkward situation. He had decided to collect the spiritual stones that day, but the master came too hastily, and he did not go to collect the spiritual stones at all. Now he did not have any spiritual stones on him, and this keel sailboat could only add mid-level spiritual stones. What should he do now? Should he fly back with a sword?
No, the speed of his sword is only a thousand miles a day, not as far as the keel sailboat can fly in a quarter of an hour. He must get some mid-level spiritual stones and drive the keel sailboat back to the master's sect.
But how to get the mid-level spiritual stones? By the way, the immortal wine and spiritual liquid in the wine spring in his lake are endless, and he is afraid that he can't get the mid-level spiritual stones.
Thinking of this, Yu Zecheng started to take action, put away the keel sailboat, and entered the Pangu world. Fortunately, the ten bottles from last time were not lost. He used them to start filling the immortal wine and spirit liquid. He filled two large bottles of Pyracantha wine and six large bottles of Spirit Wine Bi Lian Tian. He liked to drink this wine very much and it tasted great, so he filled four more bottles as his main product.
He filled a small bottle of Taiyin Sujinye. This medicine was too precious. If there was a market, he needed to buy some small bottles and divide them into small bottles. Such large bottle transactions would easily attract others' prying eyes and cause conflicts.
He filled two large bottles of Baicao Yanglingshui. This was normal, but it would be better to divide and blend it. From now on, he is a fairy wine merchant, making a living by selling fairy wine.