After a long wait, the kind-faced old monk finally brought his so-called ninth junior brother to Luo Chen.
I saw that the man was extremely luxuriously dressed and extremely fat.
When he smiled, he looked like a Maitreya Buddha.
"Master, if you know there is coffin fungus there, can you tell me?"
Luo Chen respectfully asked the person in front of him.
The monk who looked like Maitreya Buddha laughed when he heard this, and then slowly said: "Yes, I once saw a coffin fungus, but there was a monster guarding it, so I didn't pick it.
I just don’t know if the coffin bacteria is still there after such a long time. " When Luo Chen heard this, he quickly asked: "What kind of monster is it?
What kind of magic is it capable of?"
Luo Chen asked several questions in a row.
Only by understanding the opponent's strength can we know ourselves and the enemy and win every battle.
The fat monk smiled again, and then said: "I have never fought with it, so I don't know its strength.
I just saw it from a distance."
Luo Chen fell silent when he heard this.
He didn't get any valuable information from the monk, which meant that he could only act blindly.
No, you can't act recklessly.
You must come up with a complete plan before taking action.
"Master, I wonder how long my friend can hold on?"
Luo Chen asked eagerly.
He wanted to know how much time he had left.
Lord Taylor was stunned when he heard this, and then turned his head to look at the kind-faced old monk.
He didn't know how to answer.
"It can take up to 11 or 2 days, or as little as six or seven days.
This female donor doesn't have much time.
I would like to ask you to take action as soon as possible.
The longer the delay, the worse it will be for the female donor's health."
The kind-faced old monk glared at Lord Taylor fiercely, then turned to Luo Chen and spoke slowly.
"How far is the place where the coffin fungi grows from here and how many days of travel does it take?"
Luo Chen asked again.
He wanted to make sure that he had a few days to prepare.
When the monk who looked like Maitreya Buddha heard this, he quickly replied: "If you ride a horse, it can take one day to go back and forth."
One day means that he has at least four or five days.
During these four or five days, he must retrieve the coffin fungus and bring it here safely.
"I left, what should I do with my friend?
Also, what should I do if my friend's injury suddenly worsens?"
Luo Chen quickly raised his concerns.
The kind-faced old monk thought for a while and then slowly said: "We will naturally ask someone to take care of your friend.
As for the sudden deterioration of the injury?"
The kind-faced old monk paused for a moment, then casually made up a lie and said, "It shouldn't get worse suddenly.
This blood poison has a long incubation period.
During this time, we will chant sutras and pray for her, so there should be no accidents. " When Luo Chen heard this, he turned around and glanced at Nina.
Seeing Nina's pale face, he felt a pain in his heart.
If it weren't for his own...
Luo Chen thought about it and was still a little worried, but that was all he could do.
He hoped that everything would be as the old monk said and there would be no accidents.
At this moment, the monk who looked like Maitreya Buddha suddenly took out a pale golden iron rod from his pocket.
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I saw his hands twisting on the decoration in the middle of the iron rod,
The iron rod instantly turned into a spear over one meter long.
The body of the spear was covered with dense Sanskrit runes, and a cold light shone on the tip of the spear.
The moment the spear appeared, Luo Chen felt a strange fluctuation, which was very familiar to him.
"Little friend, if I can lend you the Eight Treasures Demon-Conquering Spear, if it is convenient, please bring the heart of the monster back to the poor monk.
I would like to thank you in advance."
As the monk who looked like Maitreya Buddha said, he handed the demon-subduing gun to Luo Chen with both hands, with a look of reluctance in his eyes.
Luo Chen quickly took the Demon-Conquering Gun with both hands and looked at it carefully.
The gun was cold and very heavy.
He held the Demon-Suppressing Gun in his hand and waved it around casually a few times.
It felt very smooth, as if it was tailor-made for him.
However, this gun is okay for dealing with ordinary wild beasts, but if it is used to deal with monsters, I am afraid it is not as good as my own Green Clam Sword.
It's a pity that the Green Clam Sword has been damaged, and I won't be able to collect enough copper coins to refine the Green Clam Sword again in a short time.
Seeing the disappointed look on Luo Chen's face, the monk who looked like Maitreya Buddha suddenly laughed, and then slowly said: "Try putting your spiritual power into the demon-suppressing gun."
When Luo Chen heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned.
The body of this gun was clearly engraved with Sanskrit runes.
Could it be that spiritual power could also be used?
Luo Chen thought for a moment, then used his spiritual power to transport it towards the demon-subduing gun.
The moment his spiritual power came into contact with the demon-subduing gun, The light blue spiritual power was like water flowing all over the gun body.
At this moment, a lifelike light blue flying dragon suddenly appeared on the gun body.
This should obviously be a Buddhist thing.
Why does my Greater China flying dragon appear on it?
It's really strange.
Luo Chen couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
As if sensing Luo Chen's thoughts, the monk who looked like Maitreya Buddha spoke again: "This eight-treasure demon-suppressing spear belongs to you Chinese Taoist priests, and the Sanskrit runes on it are for sealing."
Before the monk who looked like Maitreya Buddha could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the kind-faced old monk speaking hastily.
"The Sanskrit runes on this are to prevent the spiritual patterns on this demon-suppressing gun from disappearing.
You should know that.
If your Taoist priest's magic weapon is not nourished by spiritual power for too long, its spirituality will slowly disappear.
"Although the old monk with a kind face had a kind tone, there was a cruel look in the corners of his eyes.
The monk who looked like Maitreya Buddha saw that the cruel look was directed at him, and big beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
When Luo Chen heard this, he nodded in agreement.
Magic weapons are divided into innate magic weapons and acquired magic weapons.
Innate magic weapons refer to the casting materials, which are heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
Once they are cast, they have supreme magic power.
Acquired magic weapons, on the other hand, are made of inferior materials and can only increase their magic power through the nourishment of the owner's spiritual power.
If the owner's magic power is high, acquired magic weapons are not inferior to innate magic weapons.
Luo Chen played with the demon-suppressing gun in his hand for a while, then slowly said: "Masters, please go back.
Luo will get ready and get up early tomorrow morning to look for the coffin fungus."
The kind-faced old monk glanced at Luo Chen and found that Luo Chen had turned around and covered Nina with a quilt.
There was nothing unusual in his expression.
Only then did he reveal a smile, and then slowly said: "Then, little friend, you should rest first.
The Ninth Junior Brother will send you to look for the coffin fungus early tomorrow morning."
As the kind-faced old monk said, he stood up and led the two of them toward the door.
The three of them had not gone far when the kind-faced old monk turned around and slapped his ninth junior brother. bang bang
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"Idiot talks too much."
The old monk changed his kind face and cursed coldly at the person behind him.
"If I hadn't stopped you just now, would you have said that the Sanskrit runes are used to seal the spirituality of the Eight Treasure Spear?
It’s really stupid.
The Eight Treasure Dragon Yin Wind Spear is a magic weapon that can kill Lord Asura.
If the Chinese Taoist priest knows about it and unlocks the rune seal, the consequences will be disastrous."
The kind-faced old monk looked at the person in front of him, wishing he could beat him to death, and he almost showed his flaws.
Fortunately, the Chinese Taoist priest was too concerned about the woman and didn't pay attention, otherwise he really wouldn't know how to end it.
When the ninth junior brother saw the old monk's violent face, he couldn't help but tremble all over.
He quickly knelt down and pulled the old monk's cassock and said in a trembling tone: "Senior brother, you must not tell the boss, otherwise I will be sacrificed to King Asura.
I hope that for the sake of brotherhood, I can help my brother."
The old monk with a kind face kicked his ninth junior brother away, and said with disgust in his eyes: "King Asura will be disgusted by your fat body.
Go back and keep a close eye on me tomorrow."
That kid, if he dies, Just bring his body back, Coffin Fungus, and I'll send someone else to get it. " When the ninth junior brother who looked like Maitreya Buddha heard this, he wiped the sweat from his forehead as if he was being pardoned, and quickly ran away.
Seeing the Ninth Junior Brother walking away, Venerable Taylor slowly asked: "Brother, what is the use of the coffin fungi?
Why do you have to take it?
That monster is not easy to deal with."
"The coffin fungus is used to stimulate the blood in the kid's body.
Otherwise, Lord Asura King will be very unhappy when he wakes up, and he might treat us as snacks."
As the old monk with a kind face spoke, his body shuddered involuntarily, as if he was extremely afraid of King Asura.
"Why would King Asura eat us?
Why should we wake him up?
I don't want to be treated as a snack by him."
Lord Taylor said with a look of fear in his eyes.
When the kind-faced old monk heard this, he showed a wry smile, and then said slowly: "You think I want to resurrect him, this is all the above, it seems to be preparation for the world war."
"What kind of world war hasn't happened for three hundred years?
Why did it suddenly happen?"
Lord Terra said, and he could no longer speak in fear.
"Oh, I don't know either.
People with our status cannot know this kind of thing.
We should listen to the people above.
If there is a world war, I don't know how many of us will survive."
The kind-faced old monk said, then turned and walked away, leaving Venerable Taylor standing there blankly, at a loss.
If I don’t participate in the world war, I will definitely die.
The world war three hundred years ago killed more than half of the monks in Thailand’s monk community.
I still haven't recovered yet.
Why can't I live a good life and have to fight a boundary war?
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