The Stairway to Immortality

Zhao Shiyu and Tong Muhe stood in the Buddha Treasure Hall, in the Hall of Buddha Light Treasure of Arhat Bodhisattva, looking at the glazed pillars of each top beam, there is a magic weapon in this beam and column, and the magic weapon is suspended in the glazed pillar, and occasionally rotates on its own.

This is the innermost hall, three treasure halls, one person and one bird walked back and forth several times, Tong Muhe was not in a hurry, he asked Zhao Shiyu to choose by himself, and Zhao Shiyu to identify these magic weapons and magic weapons, what materials are used to refine them, this is a rare physical teaching, Tong Muhe can't recognize some of them, and he can recognize them at a glance.

The first thing on display in the hall was all magic weapons, and the maze didn't take Zhao Shiyu seriously at all, so Zhao Shiyu was brought to the magic hall, and Zhao Shiyu was allowed to choose the magic weapon.

Generally, when the first-grade laymen come here to choose the magic weapons or magic weapons, the small novices will basically lead the first-grade laymen to the last hall, which is to show off the supreme magic weapon of Buddhism, so that the laymen can see and understand, what is rich, what is everything, so that they can see countless magic weapons and magic weapons.

Then let the laymen know how generous and generous the Tianlong Golden Buddha Temple is, you can pick and choose as you like, and take it away if it suits you, let you take away a favorite weapon.

This will make the laymen grateful, Buddhism is so good to them, as long as the laymen serve the Buddhism wholeheartedly, they will never treat the laymen badly, in this poor Buddha realm the laymen can get a magic weapon, that is, let them die, they will not hesitate to rush forward, as long as they help the Buddhism to do things will have sweetness.

Tong Muhe has already seen this trick clearly, and he is also familiar with this trick, he used to be an elder of the sect, and he is also a person who plans for the sect.

How could Tong Muhe, this old fritter, know these routines, he will tell the story in this hall, and use the magic weapons in this hall to talk about things, and Zhao Shiyu will understand it.

"You start reciting the mantra aloud now, if you can't do it once, you can come twice, if it doesn't work, you can understand it three times?" Tong Muhe opened his mouth to signal, Zhao Shiyu can start.

Zhao Shiyu nodded, and casually recited a Buddhist mantra, "What about Armani Yagaha..."

As soon as he read a few words, Tong Muhe immediately interrupted, "Stop, stop me, stupid, don't read it, what are you reading, you just read out that half of the fairy dream spell for me, and use the fairy spell to attract the magic weapon, do you understand?"

Don't look at Zhao Shiyu's magic weapon, the treasures in his hands are all treasures in the world, the worst snow armor shield is an old monster, and the treasures that will be heartwarming after seeing it, not to mention other treasures, the good magic weapon in Tong Muhe's eyes is very simple, there is only one kind of heirloom in his eyes, that is, the heirloom ancient treasure, also known as the heirloom immortal treasure, only the subtlety of the grade, the rare treasure that can be priceless on the market.

Let Tong Muhe choose Buddhist treasures for Zhao Shiyu, that is the last hall, in the empty hall, more than 300 glazed pillars with top beams, and the magic weapons in the pillars are quietly waiting for its owner, Zhao Shiyu recited the fairy dream spell, Tong Muhe listened like singing a song, but there was a change in the hall, hundreds of glazed pillars put layers of magic weapon light, flickering and looking very gorgeous, Zhao Shiyu was in the middle of the hall, reciting the fairy dream spell over and over again, and the time passed slowly.

At this moment, the outside of the hall has already been dark, the lanterns of the Buddha Treasure Hall have already been hung, the red emitted a gentle light, the misty pool sat cross-legged outside the hall waiting, looking up at the hall from time to time, he has always been very curious in his heart, why hasn't this stupid Zhao Shiyu monk come out yet?

This has been more than an hour, picking a magic weapon is such a simple thing, he has done so hard, the misty pool sighed lightly and shook his head and continued to meditate.

Zhao Shiyu is still standing in place, at this moment there is a small stone fish in his hand, it is lying quietly in the palm of Zhao Shiyu, this small stone fish is black all over, occasionally emitting a dark green light, this light is soft and soft flickering brightly and darkly, this small stone fish is the same size as Zhao Shiyu's little thumb, the fish head is very small, the fish eye is very large, the fish body is slender, the fish tail is very long, and the fish has six tail fins under a closer look.

"It's... What kind of thing is this? Oh my God, I didn't choose one of the more than 300 magic weapons, but a small fish flew from the Buddha's hand, what kind of treasure is this? Mistaken? You read it a few more times and try it" Tong Muhe looked at it for a long time, and said with a frown.

Zhao Shiyu gently touched the little fish, looked at Tong Muhe and sighed and said, "Hey, it's unfair, a little stone fish, how can this be used? I can't eat it, right?

Read, read casually, read whatever you think sounds good, isn't this a fucking trip?"

Tong Muhe finished speaking, Zhao Shiyu was just about to speak, and suddenly there was a shout from the maze in the hall, "Congratulations to Zhao Jushi, congratulations to Zhao Jushi, since the treasure starts, then please go out of the main hall, you can only choose one, this is the rule, if you still want to get the next Buddhist family ritual or Buddha treasure, it depends on your future performance."

When Tong Muhe heard the words of the maze, he scolded, "What the fuck, what about the dead bald donkey playing with the uncle? Let's go, that's all.

Zhao Shiyu also shook his head, and said with a wry smile, "Old Tong, our Buddha domain is for that half of the immortal mantra, and no one knows about the little fish, just as if we have never been to this Buddha Treasure Hall, this time I have no other thoughts, even if I can get the Immortal Dream Spell in vain, I will play with this little fish as a toy, hey..." Zhao Shiyu walked out of the Buddha Treasure Hall dejectedly, and walked to Zhao Shiyu with a smile

and folded his hands, and asked curiously. Congratulations to the donor for getting the Buddha Treasure, can you show me? The little monk also wants to see and see the true face of the Buddha Treasure.

Zhao Shiyu pouted and smiled helplessly, stretched out his hand in front of the maze, and spread out his palm, "A small fish is cute, big eyes, I like it very much, do you know what kind of treasure this is?"

Tong Muhe stood on Zhao Shiyu's shoulder and scolded, "Fuck, just because he laughed like this just now, Lao Tzu has 10,000 ways to kill this little bald donkey, this hairless little bastard still dares to laugh, and he is angry with the old man."

Zhao Shiyu and Tong Muhe were awkward, looking at the underbeaten appearance of the maze, their hands began to itch, Zhao Shiyu really regretted that he shouldn't have taken out this little fish to show the maze.

With a smile on his face, he stretched out his hand, pointed to the merit box next to him with his hand, and said with a smile, "Donor, since you have asked for the Supreme Buddha Treasure that matches you, then add a little incense to the Tianlong Golden Buddha Temple."

The smile on Zhao Shiyu's face was stiff, and he scolded the maze pool thousands of times in his heart, and he was about to burst into anger, he got such a little fish, he was laughed at, and he had to put on some gas crystals, and he was so aggrieved in his heart, he couldn't give it, so he had no choice but to step to the merit box.

"The donor is generous, the monks of this temple will keep in mind, tens of millions of gas spars donate to accumulate merit, and the monks of this temple thank you" When Zhao Shiyu saw the inscription on the merit box, he felt a pain in his heart, what kind of fucking thing is this.

"Idiot, don't let it go, remember to use the rags to offset the account, this line of words is to tell you, at least there are thousands of spars of merit" Although Tong Muhe was angry, his mind was still very clear, and he quickly reminded Zhao Shiyu what to do.

After Tong Muhe reminded him in time, Zhao Shiyu took out a trophy, turned around and looked at the maze not far away, and asked loudly, "Little master Michi, can I send a magic weapon?"

Zhao Shiyu took out a piece of magic utensils, put them into the merit box, each time he put in a magic weapon, the merit box will shine once, and when Zhao Shiyu put in more than 18 pieces of magic weapons, the merit box suddenly released a colorful Buddha light.

"Thank you for your generosity, donor, you are tired, let's go back and rest. After looking at the magic weapon that Zhao Shiyu had put in, Michi opened his mouth and signaled that he could leave.

Zhao Shiyu nodded, he understood the rules in Foshan, Foshan has a curfew, and you are not allowed to go out at night, this is the rule that people must follow.

The maze turned over his hand, and the two futons were placed on the ground, Zhao Shiyu walked over, sat on the futon and sat cross-legged, the maze around him had already sat down and waited, Zhao Shiyu now looked at the maze more and more unhappy, because he kept smiling, as if he was laughing at himself, and the more he looked at it, the more he hated it.

Two beams of light fell, the two disappeared in place, when Zhao Shiyu stood up, he had returned to the courtyard, turned around and looked at the closed door, and then looked at the maze, he had closed his eyes and meditated in the open-air shed.

After Zhao Shiyu entered the house, he closed the door, took off his clothes and jumped into the hot spring pool.

"Tong Lao, I want to go out and beat that little bald donkey now, I really want to beat him to a mess, I don't even hate him if I beat him to death, I'm angry" Zhao Shiyu scolded while slapping the water with his hand.

Tong Muhe stood on the back of Bai Chou, flapped his wings, jumped to his feet and scolded, "The maze should be cut with a thousand cuts, but what is the use of this thing? I think it's just a pendant on my waist, it looks beautiful, it's just a fucking ornament, hey... I got angry when I thought about it, and let the little bald donkey see the joke, you look at the little ugly, after a day of bathing and playing, it is happy, sink me to the bottom of the pool, don't let me see you, this day the light is angry.

Zhao Shiyu took out the little stone fish, held it in the palm of his hand and injected the aura, after the aura was injected, the little fish did not react at all, and then recited the fairy dream spell, this little fish still did not release any light in his hand, and this little fish did not change at all.

"Old Tong, what kind of material do you say this is made of small fish? How many stones can you sell for if you take it out?" Zhao Shiyu frowned, looking at the little stone fish with both puzzlement and anger, and asked Tong Muhe with a frown.

Tong Muhe didn't even look at it, and said listlessly, "Take out my wine, plus a plate of grilled fish, you let me find something happy, otherwise the old man has to be angry, this little stone fish must be a treasure, I don't know what material is made of, such a small point can be worth a fart, you still keep it to play by yourself, just treat it as a waist pendant to warn yourself and use it, fuck, this loss, I can't find a place to vent, the old man is going to be angry, pour wine, fish, grilled fish and take it out." "

When a person and a bird were bathing and eating supper, in the Tianlong Golden Buddha Temple, in a mysterious hall, there were three monks chatting.

"Tulunnon, what kind of person is this Zhao Shiyu, that wishful fish fell to him, what do you think of this?" The monk who spoke had a cold face, and he had a silver-white blindfold on his left eye, and the back of a monk was embroidered on the blindfold.

"Amitabha, there is a definite number in the world, it is a coincidence, maybe he sent someone to retrieve the treasure, who would know, ah... Trapped here, he has long forgotten that it exists, and I wonder what is going on with his old man?" the monk named Turumnon let out a sigh, whether it was a memory of the past or an emotion, he said slowly.

Between questions and answers, the monk who did not speak, holding the rosary in one hand, slowly raised his head, looking at the dark sky, two eyes suddenly appeared on his neck, looking around, he looked at the sky, and said, "How can the Eastern Emperor remember us nobodies, I don't mention it, don't you count it in your hearts?" Forget it, I Tujia is waiting for that day, I have no intention of fighting people, hahaha, do you believe it

?". A wild and uninhibited laugh made people sound so arrogant, and the two people around them looked at each other and smiled.

The first to speak, the monk dusted off the dust on his body, stood up and walked two steps and said, "I don't have so many useless thoughts, that little ghost has a relationship with this treasure, and the treasure will naturally belong to him, this thing is a pendant in his hand, and human cultivators are the worst after all, and they are not afraid to become immortals. "