The old monk sighed, "Now, without this, the nightmare of the immortal, the Buddha and the demon makes several monks fear and tremble, and the eternal Uber may come back!"
The red-haired ghost narrowed his eyes and asked, "What do you see?"
I don’t know.
The old monk shook his head.
The red-haired ghost asked again, "Is it possible for him to recover after twenty years?"
I don’t know.
The old monk still shook his head.
After a pause, the old monk said slowly, "Maybe he has found a way to restore the elixir, or maybe he hasn’t. I don’t know. I can’t see through him."
Red hair ghost look slightly changed!
Even the old monk can’t see through Sumo!
Twenty years of practicing Zen Buddhism, chanting and worshipping Buddha Su Mo has really gained a unique flavor.
Close to Buddha!
The red-haired ghost suddenly said, "He’s back, probably to say goodbye to you."
"And you, after all, are the two life-saving things that the master gave to the little three. Don’t hide them and accompany you to the coffin!"
Red hair ghost is muttering that the old monk has turned away.
Blink of an eye disappeared in the cemetery and has come to the hall.
A little while
Sumo pushed through the door.
His mood seems to have stabilized, but the deep sadness in his eyes is still difficult to resolve.
Su Mo went straight into the hall and knelt down in the direction of the old monk. Please knock on three heads and whispered, "Master, I’m leaving."
"Go ahead"
The old monk didn’t stay.
He knew it would be futile to keep him.
The old monk held out his palm and handed over two old symbols in his palm. "These are two moving symbols, one is a small moving symbol and the other is a big moving symbol."
"I won’t say much about the little transposer, random transfer."
"In this big move operator is the dry empire emperor ofuda guru refining out a treasure, please! The farthest distance can be sent across a large distance! "
Directional delivery!
These four words are too heavy.
It is precious to have a small transposer.
What’s worse, it’s a big transposer and it’s directional.
This is almost equal to let Su Mo have one more life!
Su Mo took it with his hands and put it in the bag. He was about to turn away when the old monk suddenly stopped him.
Looking at Su Mo’s wandering in the abdomen, the old monk had some worries and some curiosity and hesitated, but he still asked, "You are then …"
Sumo silence
It was a long time before he said softly, "In fact, it is a worry to restore the secret of then."
"Worried about flowers?"
The old monk slightly zheng.
Although this sad flower is an ancient relic, it was stolen by the red lady many years ago and left in Sumedan field.
Sumo said, "In an ancient sutra in the sutra depository, there was a saying that the tree of sorrow is the three holy trees of Buddhism. It was in this tree of sorrow that the Buddha was born when he founded Buddhism!"
"I have heard this …"
The old monk suddenly stopped.
A flash of light flashed through his mind.