Everybody is Kung Fu Fighting, While I Started a Farm

"Go to the West to teach again?"

In fact, Duobao seemed to refuse in his heart.

The relationship between their Jiejiao and the Western Cult has never been harmonious. In the early years, conflicts often broke out... As the senior Jiejiao, he naturally had to stand up and help the Jiejiao disciples to stand out.

As a result, the relationship between Daoist Duobao and the masters of the Western religion is not very good, and they would fight whenever they met.

But Jianghe's invitation, how could he refuse?

The two came to the foot of Lingshan Mountain, and after being informed by the Lingshan disciples guarding the gate, Taoist Bodhi, who had received Jiang He last time, came again.

"Friend Jianghe!"

Bodhi greeted him from a distance, talking and laughing with Jiang He.

When he looked at Taoist Duobao, his eyes showed contempt, and he said sarcastically, "Who am I? It's a treasure hunting mouse."

Duobao fights back, sneering at Bodhi.

In terms of eloquence, the eight Bodhi Taoists combined are not as good as Duobao. The last time the two "talked", Bodhi didn't take advantage of it.

Today, however, Bodhi did not show any anger. Instead, he smiled and said, "I heard that the Jiejiao has not been peaceful recently. The disciples of the same sect are fighting each other. The two disciples rolled on the ground and fought each other... Hahahaha..."

Speaking of the latter, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Duobao stared.

He and Zhao Gongming had a big fight, and he didn't think he could hide it from the Western Church...is it so funny?

He didn't know that he and Zhao Gongming's third and fourth generations of disciples who had been intercepted were "stabbed" in the back.

The "video" of the two fighting each other has spread to several fairy cities in less than a month.

Jiang He explained his purpose.

Bodhi led the way and brought Jiang He and Taoist Duobao to Lingshan.

Along the way, many Western disciples looked at Jiang He and Daoist Duobao one after another. They formed groups of three or four, pointing, whispering and discussing.

With the ears of Jiang He and Taoist Duobao, he could naturally hear their conversation.

"Huh?"

"Look, isn't that fat man Daoist Duobao, the chief disciple of Jiejiao?"

"Yes,

It's him, I've seen the pictures! "

"Tsk tsk... It's really out of style for the members of the same sect to fight each other, rolling all over the floor like a mortal ruffian."

"You know what a fart, I heard that behind all this, the disciples of the Jiejiao planned it themselves... Do you know who the two cultivators who played the photo are? They are disciples of the Jiejiao themselves!"

"I heard that they stay in a fairy city for a few days, and they can earn hundreds of thousands of fairy crystals by playing the photos of that short stick of incense hundreds of times..."

"hiss……"

A disciple of the Western Sect gasped, and suddenly said: "I understand, you mean that the disciples of the Intercepting Sect intentionally killed each other, and then took pictures to earn immortal crystals?"

"But I heard Taoist Duobao is very rich."

A little monk said weakly.

His words immediately caused rebuttals from some Western disciples——

"Duobao is rich, but it doesn't mean that Jiejiao is rich. It is said that Jiejiao is poor now, and the cultivation resources of Jiejiao's disciples have to be obtained by themselves."

Jiang He secretly looked at Taoist Duobao, as if he had witnessed the "face-changing technique" with his own eyes.

Daoist Duobao's face changed from being calm at the beginning, to being confused, to ashamed, to angry...

In the end, Duobao couldn't bear it anymore.

He has already guessed a rough idea.

The picture of him beating Zhao Gongming that day was taken by the intercepted disciples, and he used it to make a profit and spread it in the great fairy cities.

His dao rhyme exploded, soaring into the sky, and he left Lingshan in an instant, and an angry sound transmission rang in Jiang He's ears——

"Jiang He, I'll take a step first."

"Hope it's okay."

Jiang He silently prayed for that disciple.

Bodhi brought Jiang He to a large hall, and said, "Fellow Daoist Jiang He, wait a moment, let me report."

As soon as he finished speaking, the voice of the great sage of the Western religion rang in his mind, saying, "Bring it here."

Bodhi smiled and said, "Friend Jianghe, Master asked me to take you there."

On the way, Jiang He looked at the entire Lingshan Mountain.

It's a little different from what I imagined. Not all disciples of Lingshan are monks. For example, Bodhi is a "Tao" person, and he has already regarded himself as a "poor Taoist".

Many Lingshan disciples did not call themselves "old monk", "poor monk", or "little monk", let alone call them "benefactors" when they met Jiang He.

"In the myths and legends of the earth, Lingshan is not a Buddhist school, but a Western religion... It is the same as the human religion, cut religion, and explanatory religion. It was not until after the Great Tribulation that the Western religion was changed to Buddhism... The Buddha seems to be born with a lot of treasures. ? And Taoist Ran Deng and Taoist Cihang only entered Buddhism after the Great Tribulation of Conferring Gods..."

The myths and legends of the earth are both true and false.

Most of them are actually handed down according to some traces left by ancient "cultivators". Later generations summarized these legends and wrote biographies, miscellaneous notes, and novels.

Of course, some of my own opinions or fabricated elements will be added.

Jiang He changed his mind——

"The background of the Western religion is not weak... Although the strength of the two saints of the Western religion is not strong among the saints, after all, the death of the two saints, plus many quasi-sages, great Luos, and some ancient slaves who were enslaved The overall strength of the ferocious beast is almost comparable to that of the last ranked cosmic overlord race."

He followed Bodhi deep into the core hinterland of Lingshan, and stopped in front of a valley where birds were singing and flowers were fragrant.

In this valley, there is a clear mountain spring.

In the mountain spring, there is a golden lotus growing.

The golden lotus was very special, and there was even a faint golden light of merit on it, and even Jiang He felt an inexplicable pressure from the golden lotus.

"Golden Lotus of Twelve Grades of Merit!"

Jiang He's heart skipped a beat.

His eyes fell on the old Taoist beside the mountain spring.

The old Taoist was dressed in white, with white hair and a childlike face. He sat cross-legged and barefoot on the ground, looked at Jiang He with a smile, and said, "The quasi-sage is perfect, and the martial art you created yourself has also been cultivated to a state comparable to the quasi-sage's great perfection, right?"

"Cultivator of Immortal Martial Arts... your strength, looking at the heavens and the world, is already invincible under the holy realm."

Is this the legendary great sage of Western religion who guides Taoists?

I thought he was an image of a bald monk, but I didn't expect him to be dressed up as a Taoist priest with a fairy style.

Jiang He complained secretly in his heart, but on the surface he cupped his fists respectfully and saluted the Taoist who received him, and said politely: "The sage master praised me, I was just practicing indiscriminately, such a small cultivation level is worse than that of the elder masters. It's very far."

"Master Saint?"

Jie Yin was taken aback for a moment, and then Fu Xu laughed loudly: "This name is quite interesting, Jiang He, you came to my Lingshan today, but is there something wrong?"

nonsense.

What are you doing here?

"As we all know, apart from fellow practitioners of Immortal Martial Arts, I, Jiang He, also have a lot of experience in refining weapons and alchemy."

"I know very well that it is extremely difficult to fight against gods and demons in the robes of the Three Realms, so I want to help you upgrade your magic weapons and elixir for free for all fellow Taoists of the Western Sect..."

"Upgrade magic weapons and pills?"

Jie Yin moved his eyes slightly, and said, "I've heard about your ability to strengthen the magic weapon, but this elixir... can also be upgraded?"

"Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue."

Jiang He explained: "I can't upgrade the pill, but I can analyze it and turn one pill into three pills of the same level and effect."

A pill.

Generally, 100 pieces can be planted.

Jiang He felt that it was enough to teach the West three pieces.

This is already a great benefit for Western religions!

Upgrade the magic weapon and the elixir from one to three.

However, the Taoist guide did not respond immediately. He pondered for a moment, looked at Jiang He, and said with a smile: "This matter should be of some benefit to you, Jiang He, right? Otherwise, who would be willing to do such a thankless job? matter?"