Chapter 489

Ning Xiaochuan took the animal skin with a puzzled look, glanced at the animal skin, exclaimed, and said, "the map of the burial mountain!"

"That's right! This is a beast skin map handed down by the ancients. It has a history of tens of thousands of years and is invaluable. It records the geomorphic features of the buried god mountain and marks the coordinates of some death secret places inside. However, a long time ago, there was a disturbance in Jiuyue Xinjiang. This beast skin map was divided into nine, and what you hold in your hand is one ninth of the map. Few people can recognize this map of the buried god mountain, and you unexpectedly put it so quickly Its origin is recognized. In that case, you are really destined for it. "

The big monk's face looked a little surprised. His eyes also changed when he looked at Ning Xiaochuan, as if he were looking at a natural genius.

"Nonsense! It's written with five words' burial mountain map '." Ningxiaochuan has a bad way.

On the ragged animal skin, there are really five words "burial mountain map" written clearly.

"Yes? I can't see it at all."

The big monk's face was even more startled. He grabbed the animal skin map, stuck his eyes on the animal skin, and after reading it for a long time, he finally put the animal skin down, saying meaningfully, "this should be the legendary wordless heavenly book! Only those who are truly destined to see the words on it, and ordinary people will only see a blank."

Ningxiaochuan believed what he said, and said impatiently, "what are you doing?"

The big monk pondered for a long time, and seemed to make a very important decision, saying, "young man, I think you have a lot of fate with this picture, and I decided to sell you this priceless picture. You take this picture into the burial mountain, and you may be able to find the treasure left by the emperor of purple and gold, and become a great hero to save ordinary people and people. I think that only a small benefactor can you succeed."

With a firm belief in his eyes, he seemed to be really optimistic about Ning Xiaochuan.

Ningxiaochuan's eyes shrunk and said, "sell it to me?"

The big monk nodded, Avenue: "Yes, who told you that you were so destined for this picture? Did you know that not long ago, the top strongman of the Lei clan 'Lei Ao' and the 'Jinshui fairy' of Xuanqing Temple all wanted to spend sky high prices to sell one ninth of this remnant picture from me. However, they were not destined for the remnant picture. Even if they spent a million pieces of basalt, I didn't sell it to them. If you are willing to pay the price of 100000 pieces of basalt, this remnant picture belongs to you ... hey... Don't go! 80000 Xuanshi is OK... It's really not OK. 50000 Xuanshi... The price is negotiable! "

Ning xiaochuantou didn't turn back and rushed to the upper reaches of the ghost river. He didn't want to continue inking with the big monk at all.

He has seen many such means of swindling money!

A monk no longer chanted sutras and Buddhas in the temple, but ran out to sell maps and defraud money. Is he really a monk?

The big monk didn't give up, and caught up again, saying, "benefactor, there are thousands of forks in life, but there is only one way to make you rich and valuable. Once you miss it, it's hard to meet it again in the future. Otherwise, you can think about it again. How about 30000 Xuanshi? No less!"

Ning Xiaochuan just went his own way, ignoring his meaning at all.

The big monk continued: "In fact, due to your great fate with this remnant picture, I should have given it to you without any money. But... However, recently, the temple is in disrepair, the incense is not prosperous, the gate is eaten by insects, the Buddha statues have fallen off the gold paint, and even the incense burner has been used by Beggars without conscience to make a beggar's job. A Buddha does not become a Buddha, and a temple is not like a temple. I can only come out shamelessly to raise incense money and rebuild the Buddha's golden body!"

As he spoke, the big monk burst into tears, his words were sincere, and his eyes were honest.

Ningxiaochuan stopped again.

The big monk's heart suddenly rejoiced and said with tears in his eyes, "benefactor, are you going to buy the remnant map?"

Ningxiaochuan shook his head and said, "I'm too lazy to care whether the incense of the Buddha is prosperous or not. The golden paint of the Buddha has nothing to do with me. The incense burner was stolen by beggars, and you can go and get it back by yourself. Anyway, I'm absolutely impossible to buy this remnant picture, but I have a few questions to ask the master."

Hearing this, the big monk immediately rolled his eyes and stuffed the remnant picture back into his arms, Avenue: "First of all, I'm a serious monk, whose Dharma name is' TanQian '. I practice in the biqiu temple. I usually like to sit under the green bamboo in the temple and read the Buddhist scriptures. Sometimes I also like to communicate with heaven and earth with my own spirit, make friends with the sun and moon, talk with plants, and sing together with flying crows. I usually eat vegetarian food and eat a small amount of meat on the first and fifteenth days of the lunar new year. My personal situation is probably that. If there is no other problem, I'll leave first , we have to find the next person. "

Ningxiaochuan shouted, "master TanQian, I don't want to ask you your name and personal interests, but I want to ask you a few serious questions. For each question, I'm willing to give a hundred Xuanshi!"

As soon as monk TanQian heard this, his eyebrows flew up, and he immediately stepped back, clasped his hands, and bowed to Ning Xiaochuan with a pleasant face. He smiled like Maitreya and said, "Amitabha! Monks open the door. If you have any questions, please ask me. I will know everything and say everything."

Ning Xiaochuan's heart is sad. As a monk who became a monk, he can be greedy for money to this extent, which completely refreshes his understanding of monks.

Ning Xiaochuan said, "how far is it from Jiuyue Xinjiang?"

Monk Tan Qian said with a smile, "this is located in the north of Jiuyue Xinjiang, which is the north. A dangerous wasteland in Xinjiang is less than 100000 miles away from the northern border 'Tianshi city' of Jiuyue Xinjiang."

Ning Xiaochuan nodded and asked, "what's the matter with the burial mountain? Are the Lei clan and Xuanqing temple the martial arts forces in Jiuyue territory?"

"Benefactor, don't worry! I answer questions one by one. First, talk about the burial mountain."

Tan Qian and Shang said, "it is said that the burial of the Shenshan mountain is the tomb of the Zijin emperor. The Zijin emperor is the existence of the secondary God level, and the whole North. Since ancient times, there are only a few great magical powers who have cultivated to the secondary God level and become characters in myths and legends. Every onemillion years, there may not be one."

"Zijin emperor is a figure with great legends. In ancient times, he unified the whole northern Xinjiang and established the Zijin Dynasty with a history of 60000 years."

"Unfortunately, after the death of the Zijin emperor, it did not last for several generations, and the Zijin Dynasty was divided. After endless years, the descendants of the royal family were completely extinct, and everything of the Zijin Dynasty disappeared in the long river of time, completely becoming history."

"However, there is a burial mountain in the world. According to the legend, it is the tomb of the purple and gold emperor. Recently, I don't know what happened in this wilderness. The burial mountain, which had already sunk to the ground, unexpectedly rose from the ground."

"After the news reached Jiuyue Xinjiang, it immediately caused a sensation. All major forces sent experts to look for the burial mountain, and wanted to enter the mountain to look for the divine treasure left by the emperor Zijin."

"Lei clan is a famous clan in Jiuyue territory, and its masters are like clouds, which has been inherited for nearly three thousand years. Xuanqing temple is a branch of Taoism, and it is also very famous in Jiuyue territory. Anyway, it is the existence that we can't afford these scattered cultivation moves."

Ning Xiaochuan carefully stared at monk TanQian's bald head and said, "it's beyond my expectation that there are Buddhist monks in jiuyuejiang."

Monk TanQian was bitter, Avenue: "Jiuyuejiang is actually a human civilization under the management of Taoism. Taoism flourishes and Buddhism withers. I'm the messenger sent by the Buddha to jiuyuejiang to preach. It's a pity that the idea of Taoism has been deeply rooted in people's minds, and can't accommodate Buddhist monks at all. I can only swallow my anger whenever I am bullied and humiliated by martial arts and Taoism. Hey! Benefactor, it seems that the Buddha's face is on, otherwise you will buy this remnant map? ”

"OK!" Ningxiaochuan road.

Monk TanQian was overjoyed and said, "really?"

Ningxiaochuan nodded and said, "however, there are no 30000 Xuanshi, I can only produce 100 Xuanshi."

Ning Xiaochuan still has some feelings for Buddhist culture. Although he knows that monk TanQian is probably swindling his Xuanshi, he still decides to spend 100 Xuanshi to buy the remnant map.

"A hundred Xuanshi!"

Monk TanQian's face was wrinkled like a bitter gourd, and his teeth made a "bang bang" sound. After a long time, he said, "OK! A hundred Xuanshi is a hundred Xuanshi. Here you are."

Ningxiaochuan previously asked monk TanQian four questions, namely 400 Xuanshi. Plus the purchase of 100 Xuanshi of the remnant map, a total of 500 Xuanshi.

Ning Xiaochuan handed 500 Xuanshi to monk TanQian, turned around and left, and ran quickly towards the upper reaches of the ghost river.

Originally, he didn't want the remnant picture, but since he bought it with money, he still took it and threw it into the Qiankun cloth bag.

Monk Tan Qian stared at Ning Xiaochuan's figure and gradually disappeared. On his chubby face, he finally showed a knowing smile, and said a little madly, "Buddha bless me. Today, I finally met a fool. 500 pieces of basalt are not a small number, and I can't save so much in a few years. Answering four questions, I earned 400 pieces of basalt, which is too easy to earn."

"What's even more outrageous is that I spent five silver dollars on the beast skin map from the stall, and he actually spent a hundred Xuanshi to buy it. Just a change of hands, I made thousands of times. He is really crazy! Crazy! The real map of the buried god mountain, not to mention a hundred Xuanshi, a million Xuanshi are definitely not available."

Monk Tan Qian walked into the mountain forest with a smile, feeling quite happy.

Ning Xiaochuan spread out his body method and ran quickly to the upper reaches of the ghost River, turning into a seven color streamer.

He was only curious about the burial mountain, and did not think of going to the treasure hunt.

I'm kidding. It's the graveyard of the second God. It's absolutely dangerous. If you rush in without a map, you'll definitely die without residue.

He is only worried about Yu Ningsheng now, and plans to go to the black fog ghost to find her first.