When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish

On the day of today's secret realm, Yun Qingyue had witnessed the chaotic entrance. Since Moxiu tried every means to get involved, the ones who got into the secret realm couldn't just be a few little guys who were easily dealt with.

Both Yun Qingyue and Tan Xin are aware of this, since they have agreed to go together, it is natural that there is no time to delay.

Tan Xin searched among the piles of broken umbrellas left by Moxiu, and managed to find one that was not so badly broken, and handed it to Yun Qingyue: "Senior Sister Yun, holding this umbrella can save some spiritual energy, we now Just go."

After Yun Qingyue thanked him, he took the umbrella graciously, and the little white tiger finally closed the barrier when he saw this. However, Yun Qingyue took a look at Tan Xin, and obviously still had some concerns. After thinking for a while, he took out some spirit stones from the storage space and handed them over: "My spirit root is different from that of Tan Xin's junior brother. I'm afraid you can use ice-type spirit stones." No, it's better to absorb a little or two of the spirit energy in these spirit stones, so as to recover some energy."

There was a fight just now, although the two won, they spent a lot of spiritual power. Especially for Tan Xin, who had been tricked before, it was undoubtedly worse. Furthermore, Yun Qingyue still has the best spirit stone to restore some spiritual power, but Tan Xin has nothing. If he just rushes on the road and encounters a dangerous situation, he may not even have the power to protect himself!

But Tan Xin didn't pick it up, he put his palms together and said, "Thank you, Senior Sister Yun, for your kindness, but there's no need for it."

The little white tiger was a little dissatisfied when he saw this. The little monk who was pleasing to the eye just now suddenly became not so pleasing to the eye. The little monk didn't have self-knowledge and rejected the kindness of the senior sister. If he was in danger along the way, would he ask the senior sister to save him? !

She stared at the little monk dissatisfied, and was about to speak a few words of persuasion, but was stopped by Yun Qingyue. The latter didn't get entangled in this, and said very calmly while hugging the little white cat: "In that case, let's go."

Tan Xin nodded slightly, then glanced at the little white cat held in her arms by her senior sister, nodded at her and turned to go first.

The rain in the woods has not stopped, and the branches and leaves are falling with a "squeak", which inexplicably makes people feel calm. But the sound of "crackling" rain hitting the umbrella surface made people worry that the broken umbrella, which was already damaged, would no longer be able to support it. Fortunately, two people and one cat walked all the way, and this kind of thing did not happen. On the contrary, the water on the ground was getting deeper and deeper, and the road became more and more muddy.

Yun Qingyue held the umbrella in one hand and hugged the cat in the other, but he was quite calm. Although she didn't recover much spiritual power from the top-quality spirit stone before, it was not a problem to deal with this small scene, and she didn't even get her shoes and socks dirty along the way.

Tan Xin was much more embarrassed. I don't know if he ran out of spiritual power and broke the pot or something, but he was walking in the forest, stepping on the ground firmly with every step. The moon-white monk's robe was not as dust-free as in the past, and the hem of the clothes had already been splashed with scattered mud.

All in all, Tan Xin looked a little embarrassed at the moment.

The little white cat lay on the shoulder of the senior sister, taking a panoramic view of the little monk's distress. She still remembered the little monk's "ignorance of good and evil" just now, and she was a little angry because of this, but before the little monk smiled and agreed to high-five her, she sincerely felt a little fond of this beautiful little monk. So she watched silently for a while, and finally couldn't hold back, and asked her senior sister in a low voice: "Sister, he refuses to take your spirit stone, is he asking for trouble?"

These words are very rude, not to mention that the little white cat's voice is not low, Tan Xin should be able to hear it at such a close distance. After she finished speaking, she took a special look at Tan Xin, and when she met those black and white eyes, the other party's eyes were clearly still smiling.

The little white cat retracted into the arms of the senior sister with a "shua", wondering why Tan Xin could still smile at herself, wouldn't he be angry?

Yun Qingyue patted the little white cat's head lightly, and said in disapproval: "Don't talk nonsense, this is just the practice of a monk." How many spirit stones did you have?

The little white cat doesn't know if Tan Xin lacks spirit stones, but she really can't understand this kind of practice. Fortunately, regardless of past life or present life, Jiang Mo's attitude towards unknown things has always maintained respect but no comment, and it is naturally the same now. She nodded obediently, "Oh", and didn't ask any more questions. She just lay on her senior sister's shoulder and looked at the embarrassed little monk from time to time.

The little monk didn't feel annoyed either, and occasionally smiled at the little white cat, his mentality can be said to be very good.

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Moving forward in the rain, the journey went smoothly. Except for the difficult road, they did not encounter the demon cultivator again. And even if a monk lacks the support of spiritual power, his own physique has been tempered by cultivation and thunderstorms, and it is very comparable to others.

The two of them and the cat walked for about an hour or two in the rain, and finally reached the foot of the mountain they saw.

Relying on not being afraid of the rain, the little white cat stuck its head out of the umbrella and took a look, and saw more traces of the cornice on the mountainside—under the rain curtain, the red wall and black tiles were faintly visible, and now it is closer, with Looking at the little white tiger's excellent hearing, it seems that he can hear bursts of Sanskrit sounds mixed with the sound of rain, which makes people suspect that he is hallucinating.

Yun Qingyue raised the umbrella slightly, and saw the buildings on the mountain with a glance, and said with a little hesitation: "There seems to be a Buddhist temple on the mountain?"

Tan Xin was very familiar with the architecture of the Buddhist temple, and with a feeling in his heart, he guessed from a long distance that the cornices on the mountain must belong to the temple. Now that the distance is getting closer, I can see it more clearly, so I nodded and said in affirmation: "It's the temple."

I don't know who is the master of the Canglan Secret Realm. Earlier, there was a palace in the desert, and there was nothing to do with the beasts in it. Why is there another temple here? From the perspective of two people and one cat, the temple halfway up the mountain is not dilapidated, and with the Sanskrit sound that Jiang Mo vaguely heard... Could it be that there are still aborigines in this secret place, and there are monks in the temple?

Jiang Mo murmured in his heart, but seeing that his senior sister and Tan Xin didn't show anything unusual, he didn't question it either. And Yun Qingyue and Tan Xin didn't talk much, they simply exchanged a few words, and then walked up the mountain.

Near the temple, the rain seems to be getting weaker.

However, the previous rain had lasted long enough, and the mountain road became more and more muddy.

Yun Qingyue was fine holding the little white cat, but the down-to-earth Tan Xin looked more and more embarrassed, and even slipped on one occasion and nearly fell. The little white cat was stunned, and subconsciously stretched out its paws, as if trying to help someone. Suo Xing Tan Xin quickly stood still, did not fall, and did not need a kitten to help her up.

Seeing Tan Xin getting more and more embarrassed, the little white cat withdrew its paws and pawed at the senior sister's shoulder, and whispered in her ear: "Senior sister, why do I feel that something is wrong. The little monk's cultivation base is not low, even if he loses his spiritual power , You shouldn’t climb a mountain and fall.”

Yun Qingyue just shook his head, but didn't reply, obviously he didn't intend to interfere with other people's practice.

This mountain looks majestic from a distance, but it is not too high for a monk. Ordinary Yujian arrived in a short time, but to walk steadily step by step, even if it only reached the Buddhist temple halfway up the mountain, it took a full half an hour for two people and one cat.

Seeing that she finally arrived at her destination, Tan Xin let out a long breath, and her fair cheeks were also stained crimson due to climbing the mountain.

After settling his mind, Tan Xin raised his head to look at the plaque in front of the temple, and there was the little white cat who was one step ahead of him... Then the little white cat suddenly fell into self-doubt, doubting that he had been literacy and literacy for more than a year. I felt lonely—the three big characters of the name of the temple were written in front of the Buddhist temple, shining golden and shining, but she didn't know a single word.

The little white cat was shocked!

The little white cat's expression cracked!

The little white cat is autistic!

Yun Qingyue also looked up at the name of the temple, and when he looked back, he was seeing the changes in the expression of the little white cat. She seemed to have guessed what the little white cat was thinking, and a smile suddenly appeared in her calm glass eyes.

Fortunately, the senior sister didn't mean to tease the cat, so she raised her hand to comfort the kitten's head and rubbed it, then explained: "It's Sanskrit, which is different from the one I taught you before, it's normal that you don't know it. "

The little white cat moved its ears when it heard the words, and immediately revived with full blood—she just said, where are so many uncommon words put together? Besides, she doesn't know other words, don't she know the temples? Sure enough, the problem was not with her, but with these few words, which made her almost think that she was still illiterate!

The little white cat who threw away the illiterate hat regained his confidence, raised his paw and pointed at the three characters and asked, "Then what are these three characters?"

Before Yun Qingyue could speak, Tan Xin on the side spoke first: "It's Foguang Temple."

The little white cat tilted its head after hearing this, vaguely feeling that the name was familiar, as if it had heard it before in modern times. But it doesn't matter whether there is a Foguang Temple in modern times, or what the Foguang Temple looks like. Because the cultivation world in front of me and the Foguang Temple in the Canglan Secret Realm are obviously different from the Foguang Temple in the little white cat's memory.

After Tan Xin said that sentence, she straightened her robes and took the initiative to knock on the door. If it is said that at the foot of the mountain, Tan Xin and Yun Qingyue were not as good at hearing as Little White Tiger, and they couldn't hear the Sanskrit sound mixed with the sound of rain. Bursts. Now that they have all walked to the door, they naturally heard it.

Don't care about the fact that there are temples in the secret realm, it is unbelievable that there are people chanting scriptures in the temple, Tan Xin took her attitude very seriously.

The two waited for a while, but before a monk came to open the door, the previously closed temple door suddenly opened. This is nothing unusual in the realm of comprehension, Tan Xin bowed to the door and walked in first.

Seeing this, Yun Qingyue didn't hesitate, bowed slightly, and followed in with the little white cat in his arms.

This is an ancient temple with a small area. After entering the gate, you can see the main hall facing it at a glance. There is a row of ginkgo trees outside the main hall, the leaves are golden, and the wind blows slightly swaying...

The little white cat suddenly found that the rain had stopped. She pushed away her senior sister's hand holding the umbrella, looked up, and saw the blue sky was as pure as washed blue.

Clear skies are beautiful, but something seems wrong?

Jiang Mo was thoughtful, and when he looked back, he saw that there was still drizzle outside the gate of the temple—it was just a gate, but it showed two kinds of weather, and the rain outside was not ordinary rain.

Yun Qingyue had put away the umbrella, seeing that the little white cat couldn't react, he rubbed her head and explained: "It's a formation."

Jiang Mo suddenly realized, and looked to the side again, only to find that the little monk was gone.