Chapter 58

"Waste, are you going to demolish the temple?" Zhitong looked at the Sutra Pavilion and stored ancient books for unknown years. All of them were thrown underground, and the corners of his eyes immediately smoked.

Looking at the anger that Zhitong was about to burst out, he wasted his time and quickly avoided the edge. He smiled: "master, I'm looking for information. Don't worry, I'll put these ancient books back."

"Put them back?" Zhitong's corner of the eye is even worse.

Are you kidding? There are thousands of ancient books thrown underground. How can there be such a good memory and put them in their original place.

"Master, don't doubt my IQ. I've marked it all." Idly saw that Zhitong's face was as black as the bottom of the pot. He knew that this was a sign that anger was about to break out, so he explained quickly.

Not only that, he also showed Zhitong his mark.

It's ok if you don't look at it. Zhitong almost fainted.

I saw that the original well preserved ancient book, on the clean cover, was wasted at the moment. I drew a few marks with a brush. How do you think it is disharmonious.

It feels like a beautiful woman with a perfect back. When she turns her head, she sees Sister Feng's face, which makes people feel like swallowing more than a dozen flies.

Zhitong can't stand it. This guy is so good!

If he hadn't discovered it early, I'm afraid he would have suffered the biggest catastrophe in hundreds of years.

"Waste!" The whole Sutra pavilion was buzzing with an angry roar.

I was climbing to the top of the bookshelf. Under this super roar, I almost fell down.

Then he saw that the master was rushing towards him. He didn't want to think about it, so he jumped down and quickly avoided Zhitong's anger.

"Master, please calm down and listen to me first."

"It's too late to say anything now!" Zhitong's anger has increased and rushed to the waste.

His cultivation is much better than his current idleness. It is impossible to escape. Moreover, his familiarity with the Sutra Pavilion is far less than that of master.

So he simply stood there, straightened his neck straight towards Zhitong, and then took out his killer mace: "master, I want to return to vulgarity!"

"Zi..." this is indeed a killer mace. He stopped the smart and excited under anger, but his speed was too fierce. Although his feet braked sharply, he still glided far on the ground of the Sutra pavilion until he was in front of the wasted body.

The high palm and tight body, like a stone Buddha, just stopped there.

In vain, seeing that things had changed, he quickly smiled and lost his smiling face. He never mentioned the return to vulgarity, but carefully explained: "master, I found a secret, which is definitely a great secret!"

Zhitong always had a black face, leaned back high, snorted heavily in his nose, and ignored it at all.

"Master, are there only two monks in our Xishan temple, and you have only me as an apprentice?" Seeing that the words just had no effect, he decisively changed the topic.

Sure enough, the topic played a certain role. Zhitong raised his face slightly lower and glanced at him, but the anger in his eyes was still high.

"Master, think again. Since you have only me as an apprentice, will this Xishan temple be mine after a hundred years?" Idleness slowly guides Zhitong's thinking to resolve the immediate crisis.

"Oh?" Zhitong finally opened his mouth, but his expression was very reluctantly.

Finally, seeing that master's face was relieved, he wasted his time and hurriedly hit the iron: "so, since this Xishan temple will be left to me in the future, and this sutra Pavilion is a part of Xishan temple, it is of course mine."

Zhitong's face was dark and slowly faded, but he felt something wrong in his heart. After a long time, he suddenly sighed: "I'm really late at night. It's really the disaster of Xishan temple to accept you as a villain!"

This sigh is pathetic and desolate, which makes the world move color and waste moving face.

However, he was happy. He approached Zhitong and said in a very excited tone, "master, I really found a secret."

"What secret?" The depressed Zhitong is not too interested in the secret of idleness, but there is always curiosity.

"Master, it turns out that the combination of yin and Yang in this world is not just jade, but all the spirits of heaven and earth. As long as it is one of yin and Yang, or even different bodies of yin and Yang, it can also be used as a medium as long as it is well integrated with each other." At this point, vanity is a little shiny in both eyes.

After consulting many ancient books, he finally confirmed his conjecture, and to his surprise, it was much better than he thought.

That is, yin and yang are different, but if they have been connected to each other for thousands of years, and Yin and Yang grow with each other, they can also be well integrated, and the result of integration is often stronger than the direct same body of yin and Yang.

Hearing the words of idleness, the black air on Zhitong's face finally dissipated, and his eyebrows wrinkled tightly, as if thinking.

In fact, in his early years, when he just practiced the happy heart demon Zen Sutra and integrated the medium, he also had this idea, that is, to replace it with other spiritual objects, but finally because of the turmoil at that time, he chose the top-grade medium left by his master.

Now he even came up with this method, which brightened his eyes and left behind the fact that he had wasted his time soiling the Scriptures.

"Tell me what you found out."

"Master, look at the records here." Waste handed the ancient books in his hand to Zhitong.

The page above is just the information he found. It records some heaven and earth spiritual objects of Yin-Yang integration displayed by practitioners in ancient times, as well as some spiritual objects of Yin-Yang integration.

After watching for a moment, Zhitong's eyes gradually lit up: "in this way, you still have a very high probability of finding super product media integration. However, in recent years, the aura between heaven and earth is sleepy. I'm afraid the aura between heaven and earth will also be greatly affected, but there are more choices. After all, the opportunity is greater."

"Master, so I want to go to the auction more often." Idleness knew that what master said was the truth, but he had made up his mind and didn't choose non super media.

After all, if you want to go further, super product media is the best choice. Although love seems easy to collect, it will become very few to fuse it into happy Zen silk.

Only the happy Zen silk above the top grade can ensure the smoothness of the advanced road in the future. If the medium of other grades is selected, the extracted love silk can only be above the top grade, which will be more difficult.

With the abnormal advanced difficulty in his own body, only 10000 happy Zen comparisons can advance to the first level. I'm afraid I can't advance to the first level even in a hundred years.

So wasting is really no choice.

The advanced road also became a happy worry because his start was too perfect.

All these are doomed to waste. We must choose super product media. Thinking of this, waste can't help sighing in my heart.