White Bone Monkey King

The sky is clear and the earth is bright, the yin is turbid and the yang is clear. The five or six yin gods go out of the deep and into the underworld. The land here follows my command.

The sky is round and the place is in a round place, and there are nine chapters of laws and regulations. I am going down to Feng now, and all disasters will disappear. The lamp will be with the soul, and the lamp will go out and the soul will disappear.

——Fengdu Huangquan, convene a meeting for me!

What did Uncle Lin and Jin An look like before they walked into the yin world, and what did the underworld shop look like after they returned to the yin world after they returned to the yin world.

A few lines of spells on the door frame of Mingdian flickered, and then went out. The low temperature in Mingdian began to return to normal temperature quickly, and the familiar summer heat returned again.

Squeak.

As the door of Mingdian opened from the inside, two figures walked out of the store without incident. The old Taoist priest rushed over and shouted in surprise: "Boss Lin, little brother, you came out so soon? Is this dragon hunting still possible?" smoothly?"

As soon as he finished asking, the old Taoist priest noticed something was wrong with Jin An's demeanor: "Did you go to the underworld to hunt dragons or go on an outing to drink? Why, little brother, do you look dizzy, as if you came back drunk? "

Uncle Lin explained the situation roughly, and then asked the old Taoist priest to stay and close the Ming shop while he sent Jin An back to the Taoist temple first.

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It took Jin An three full days to temporarily suppress the overflowing spirit. His physical body and limbs were in a dazed state where he couldn't control his movements. Uncle Lin was worried about him and stayed in the Taoist temple for three days before leaving.

"How many more days will Mr. Lin stop staying?" the old Taoist asked politely.

Uncle Lin glanced in the direction of Jin'an: "No, I have to go and earn another 100 million taels of silver notes for the little Taoist priest of Jin'an."

Old Taoist priest: "?"

Uncle Lin said calmly: "His condition can't be suppressed for long. I'm afraid he won't be able to last ten days. We have to find a way to earn him 100 million taels of silver from Tiandi Bank before he can continue to go to Yuanci Holy Mountain."

Hearing that it was a banknote from Tiandi Yinzhuang, the old Taoist breathed a sigh of relief and half-jokingly said, Boss Lin, when did you learn to like talking and take a breather? I almost scared the old Taoist to death just now. I thought that Boss Lin, you really want to do something for our little brother. Earn 100 million taels of silver notes! If you really want to collect 100 million taels of silver from the secular world, even if you can't raise it even if you loot the Jiangzhou government's treasury, I'm afraid you'll have to empty the Kangding treasury directly!

After hearing the old Taoist priest's half-joking words, Uncle Lin and Jin An both looked at the former speechlessly.

"Old Taoist, you are really punished. Sooner or later, our Five Zang Taoist Temple will go to the judge." Jin An glared at the old Taoist priest and told him to stop talking if he couldn't speak. Fortunately, Uncle Lin was not an outsider. If the walls had ears, the Five Zang Taoist Temple would really have to The whole family became loyal.

Then Jin An and the old Taoist priest asked Uncle Lin curiously how he could earn enough 100 million taels of silver notes from Tiandi Bank in a few days? Uncle Lin's answer was simple, just one word——

borrow.

Yujing Jinque Taoist friends are all over the world, let alone the 100 million taels of silver notes from Tiandi Bank, if a strong man in the third realm opens his mouth, I am afraid he can borrow a trillion taels of silver notes immediately.

The old Taoist priest was so moved by Uncle Lin that he rolled up his sleeves emotionally and said that even Boss Lin had paid so much for his little brother and was willing to risk his face to borrow money. How could he do less to help his little brother break through to the third realm? I am experienced.

Then I saw the old Taoist priest take out a King of Hell's Seal from his Tai Chi Bagua bag and said: "Isn't it just a bank note of 100 million or two days? Even if I don't have it now, I can still get it on credit with the Lord of Hell first, and then let the little brother wait. Slowly slay the monsters and eliminate them, and send back more thousand-year-old corpses of powerful ghosts to the underworld."

Jin An, who was moved by the first half of the old Taoist priest's words just a moment ago, had several black lines hanging on his forehead after listening to the second half of the old Taoist priest's words: "I am breaking through the third realm, and I am not in a hurry to reincarnate. Old Taoist, you are in a hurry to Send me away! You even pulled out the ten-thousand-year-old corpse for me. If you still refuse to give up your wish or pay off the credit later, I think you are like the deeply hidden ten-thousand-year-old corpse decomposer, who knows everything. , maybe you can hold up ten thousand-year-old corpses."

The old Taoist priest smiled coquettishly: "Old Taoist, I'd like to think that it's so valuable. After death, you can go to the underworld and live in a big house, with a hundred maids to serve you, and when you travel, there are thousands of honor guards and some underworld soldiers to take advantage of it. That's a lot of damn things." style."

The old Taoist priest kept talking more and more nonsense. Jin An was so angry that his heart ached and he offended again. Fortunately, he recovered quickly.

Facing Uncle Lin's caring look, the old Taoist priest explained that it was okay. This was a minor problem my little brother brought back from his trip to the Western Regions, and it would be cured soon.

Uncle Lin wanted to check Jin An's body. Jin An thanked Uncle Lin for his kindness and said that he was fine. Uncle Lin saw that Jin An's pain in the mouth recovered quickly and he returned to normal again. After a few words of concern, Uncle Lin left the Five Zang Taoist Temple.

Before leaving, Jin Ansai gave Uncle Lin a long-necked porcelain vase. The elixir bottle contained a great medicine for nourishing the spirit, hoping to help Uncle Lin recover his injured spirit in the underworld as soon as possible.

With a cultivation level like Uncle Lin's, his spiritual consciousness is so sharp. Before he even opened the elixir bottle, he immediately realized that the elixir in the elixir bottle was not simple. He opened the elixir bottle and just sniffed it, then his expression changed.

"Uncle Lin, please accept it, otherwise I will feel guilty for the rest of my life." Jin An's eyes were sincere.

In order to help Uncle Lin recover from his injuries as quickly as possible without leaving the root of the disease, this time he specially spent 5,500 Yin De to seal the Qingxin Yangshen Bawei Pill, a thousand-year-old medicine.

Uncle Lin helped him so much, but it was because of him that he was hurt this time. He felt that no matter how much kindness he spent, it was worth it. He had always valued kindness and repaid kindness.

Uncle Lin did not refuse Jin An politely and left Wu Zang Taoist Temple with the words "be more careful".

As for the sarcophagus that Uncle Lin borrowed temporarily, he did not take it away, and it was still left in the underworld store. Maybe they can use this thousand-year-old sarcophagus again next time they go to the underworld.

In the next few days, Wu Zang Taoist Temple returned to peace again. The business in Mingdian and Wu Zang Taoist Temple has been booming and in good order. When no one comes to them for funerals and rituals, they just concentrate on selling coffins, ghost objects, and gifts in Mingdian and Taoist temples. People understand and sign.

During these days, Jin An used the Yin Shen Dao and Yang Shen Dao robes of the Liuding Liujia Talisman to warm and nourish the five internal organs during the day, and at night he was familiar with the alchemy process of "Little Yellow Dragon Pill".

The battle with the Peacock King Buddha and the Bodhisattva in Longhu Mountain caused serious damage to the robe and Baijiayi. During this period, it took another five days to recover to seven or eight points.

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Sunset and moonrise.

At night, after a busy day, the Taoist temple closed its doors to rest, and Fucheng returned to silence.

At this time, in Jin'an's wing, dozens of medicinal materials were laid out one by one, and then he made alchemy over and over again in front of an antique alchemy furnace bought from a pawn shop, mastering each alchemy process, fire control, and precise timing.

That pawn shop was naturally opened by the two brothers Shen Zhuxiao. Although Jin'an had only been in Jiangzhou Prefecture for half a year, he had made a wide range of friends and had pilgrims from all walks of life. The Five Zang Taoist Temple became more and more prosperous in his hands.

These medicinal materials are not ordinary medicinal materials, they are all century-old medicinal materials that have been sealed by his Yin De. In order to refine the elixir and produce "Little Huanglong Pill", he did not hesitate to spend a lot of money.

Fortunately, during his trip to Yinxian County, Fenghuang Town, and Jiutou Mountain, he gained a lot of virtue, which was enough for him to keep trying again and again.

He refined the "Little Yellow Dragon Pill" in batches, and repeated the elixir in batches, over and over again. Fortunately, he did not add those two dragon essences, otherwise no amount of dragon essences would be enough to be so extravagant and wasteful.

After another five days of wasting batches of medicine dregs, the success rate of alchemy was finally steadily improved.

I searched the entire Kangding Kingdom and couldn't find anyone as extravagant and wasteful as him. He took a hundred-year-old medicinal herbs, and even some three- to four-hundred-year-old medicinal herbs, and practiced day and night.

Without the main medicine, Dragon Essence, he could still make the "Little Yellow Dragon Pill", but the efficacy would be greatly reduced. He mainly wanted to be familiar with the elixir refining process, fire control, and precise timing.

Although this will make the effect of the medicine incomplete, the effect in strengthening the essence and strengthening the essence is still much better than the 300-year-old blood-tonifying medicine. The key is that the number of elixirs produced in one batch is also large. "Shengui Dabu Decoction" and "Dragon Tiger Medicinal Wine" are after all martial arts elixirs, how can they be compared to the elixirs taken by ancient alchemists.

Therefore, these "Little Huanglong Pills" without the main ingredient are not a waste.

While he was immersed in alchemy without eating or sleeping, the time he agreed with everyone was quickly approaching...