Supreme Celestial Devil Chapter 489: Monk Tangan

Ning Xiaochuan took the animal skins with a look of doubt, took a look at the animal skins, exclaimed, and said: "The map of the burial mountain!"

"Yes! This is an animal skin map handed down by the ancients. It has a history of tens of thousands of years and is of great value. [First issue] It records the landform features of the burial mountain, and marks the coordinates of some of the dead secret areas inside. .But, a long time ago, there was turmoil in Jiuyuejiang. This map of animal skins was divided into nine, and you are holding one of the nines of the map. Few people can recognize that this is the burial mountain. You can recognize its origin so quickly. So, you really have a good relationship with it."

The great monk's face was a little surprised, and the look in Ning Xiaochuan's eyes also changed, as if he was looking at a natural wonder.

"Nonsense! The five words "Map of the Burial Mountain" are not written on it." Ning Xiaochuan said in an angry voice.

On the tattered animal skin, the five words "Map of the Burial Mountain" were written clearly and plainly.

"Is there? Old Na, I can't see it at all."

The horror on the face of the great monk became even stronger, he took the animal skin map over, and put his eyeballs on the animal skin. After watching for a long time, he finally put down the animal skin and said meaningfully: "This should be the legendary wordless book! Only the real destined person can see the text above, and ordinary people can only see a blank."

Ning Xiaochuan believed his words to be strange, and said impatiently: "What the **** are you going to do?"

The great monk pondered for a long time, as if he had made a very important decision, and said: "Young man, I think you have a lot of fate with this picture. I decided to sell this priceless picture. Here you are. You take this picture into the sacred mountain, and you may be able to find the sacred treasure left by the Emperor Zijin, and become a great hero who saves the common people and the people. Lao Na thinks that only a small benefactor can succeed you."

He has firm belief in his eyes, and he seems to be really optimistic about Ning Xiaochuan.

Ning Xiaochuan's eyes narrowed and said: "Sell it to me?"

The great monk nodded and said: "Yes, who told you to be so predestined with this picture. Did you know that not long ago, the Lei Ao, the most powerful person of the Lei Clan, was a master of Xuan Qing Guan's Jin Water Fairy', they all wanted to sell this one-ninth of the broken picture from Lao Na at a sky-high price. However, they had no chance with the broken picture. Even if they spent a high price of a million black stones, Lao Na did not sell it to them. If the donor is willing to pay the price of 100,000 black stones, this broken picture will belong to you... eh... don’t go! 80,000 black stones are also OK... it’s not 50,000 black stones... the price can be negotiated Well!"

Ning Xiaochuan rushed to the upper reaches of the Ghost River without looking back, and didn't want to continue the ink with that great monk. [More exciting novels, please visit]

He has seen many such methods of scamming money!

A monk stopped chanting Buddhist scriptures in the temple, but ran out to sell maps and defrauded money. Is he really a monk?

The great monk did not give up, and chased up again, saying: "Donor, there are thousands of forks in life, but there is only one road that can make you rich. Once you miss it, it will be difficult to meet again in the future. Arrived. How about you think about it again, how about 30,000 profound stones? It can’t be less!"

Ning Xiaochuan just went his own way, and didn't pay attention to his intentions at all.

The great monk continued: "Actually, because of the great fate of you and this broken picture, I should have given it to you without taking any money. But... But recently, the temple has been in disrepair for a long time, and the incense is not full. They were all eaten by insects, and the gold paint on the Buddha statues was lost. Even the incense burners were given to beggars with no conscience to make begging rice bowls. Buddhas cannot become Buddhas, and temples are not like temples. Lao Na can only come out cheeky to raise incense money, give Buddha reshapes the golden body!"

While speaking, the great monk burst into tears, his words were earnest, and his eyes were very honest.

Ning Xiaochuan stopped again.

The great monk's heart was immediately overjoyed, and tears filled his eyes: "Donor, are you planning to buy a broken picture?"

Ning Xiaochuan shook his head and said, "The incense of Buddhism is not vigorous, I am too lazy to care. The gold paint on the Buddha statue has nothing to do with me. The incense burner was stolen by a beggar, and you just need to come back. Anyway. It is absolutely impossible for me to buy this broken picture, but I have a few questions to ask the master."

After hearing this, the great monk rolled his eyes and put the remnant picture back into his arms, saying: "First of all, I am a serious monk with the name "Tan Gan". I practice in Bhikkhu Monastery. I like to sit under the green bamboo in the temple and read the Buddhist scriptures. Sometimes I also like to communicate with the world and all things with my own spirit, communicate with the sun and the moon, talk with the grass and trees, and sing with the flying crows. I usually eat a vegetarian diet, and I eat a small amount on the first and the fifteenth of the new year. Xunxuan. This is probably my personal situation. If there are no other problems, Lao Na will leave first and have to look for the next person."

Ning Xiaochuan exclaimed: "Master Tan Gan, I don’t want to ask your dharma name and personal hobbies. I want to ask you a few serious questions. For each question, I’m willing to issue a hundred black stones. !"

When monk Tangan heard this, his eyebrows flew up, and he immediately backed back, folded his hands, and happily faced Ning Xiaochuan, smiling like a Maitreya Buddha, and said: "Amitabha! The monks open the door to convenience. , Donor, do you have any questions, just ask, Lao Na must know everything is endless."

Ning Xiaochuan's heart is distressed. As a monk, he can be greedy for money to this extent, completely refreshing his knowledge of monks.

Ning Xiaochuan said: "How far is this place from Jiuyuejiang?"

Monk Tangan laughed and said: "This is located in the north of Jiuyue Xinjiang. It is the north. A dangerous and wild territory in Xinjiang, it is only less than 100,000 miles away from the northern border of Jiuyue, Tianshi City. "

Ning Xiaochuan nodded, and then asked: "What's the matter with the burial of the mountain? Are the Lei clan and Xuan Qingguan the martial arts forces in the Nine Yue borders?"

"Donor, don't worry! Lao Na answers one question to one question. First of all, talk about the burial mountain."

Monk Tan Gan said: "The burial mountain is rumored to be the tomb of the Zijin Emperor. The Zijin Emperor is a secondary god, and the entire North. Since ancient times, there have only been so few great supernatural powers. A person who has cultivated to the level of a sub-god and becomes a character in myths and legends may not be able to produce one every million years."

"The Zijin Emperor is a figure with a great legend. In the ancient years, he once unified the entire northern Xinjiang with his own power and established the Zijin Dynasty with a history of 60,000 years."

"Unfortunately, after the death of the Zijin Emperor, the Zijin Dynasty did not last for a few generations, and the Zijin Dynasty split. 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 and completely became History."

"However, a sacred burial mountain appeared in the world. According to legend, it was the tomb of the Emperor Zijin. Recently, I don’t know what happened in this wasteland. The sacred burial mountain, which had already sunk into the ground, was actually from the bottom of the earth. Rises up."

"After this news reached Jiuyue, it immediately caused a sensation. All major forces sent masters to look for the sacred burial mountain, and wanted to enter the mountain to find the sacred treasure left by the purple and golden lord."

"Lei Clan is a famous clan of Jiuyuejiang. The masters of the clan are like clouds and have been passed down for nearly three thousand years. Xuanqingguan is a branch of Taoism and is also very famous in Jiuyuejiang. Anyway, it is all of us. Existence that casual repair cannot afford to provoke."

Ning Xiaochuan carefully stared at the bald head of Monk Dingtan Gan, and said: "There are Buddhist monks in Jiuyuejiang, which is beyond my expectation."

Monk Tan Gan said with a bitter face, "Jiuyuejiang is actually a human civilization managed by Taoism. Taoism is prosperous and Buddhism is withered. Lao Na is the envoy sent by the Buddha to preach in Jiuyuejiang. It is a pity that the Taoism's philosophy lies in Everyone’s thoughts are deeply ingrained, and they can’t accommodate Buddhist monks at all. Every time they are bullied and humiliated by martial arts and Taoists, they can only swallow their anger. Hey! Donor, it seems that the Buddha’s face, otherwise you will cruel this one. Buy the picture?"

"Okay!" Ning Xiaochuan said.

Monk Tan Gan was overjoyed and said: "Really?"

Ning Xiaochuan nodded and said: "But, there are no 30,000 profound stones, I can only produce a hundred profound stones."

Ning Xiaochuan still has some feelings for Buddhist culture. Although he knew that Monk Tangan was probably defrauding his profound stones, he still decided to spend a hundred black stones to buy the broken pictures.

"A hundred black stones!"

Monk Tangan's face was wrinkled like a bitter gourd, and his teeth were biting. After a while, he said: "Okay! One hundred black stones is one hundred black stones. Here you are."

Ning Xiaochuan had asked monk Tangan four questions earlier, that is, four hundred profound stones. In addition to the 100 black stones purchased from the broken picture, the total is 500 black stones.

Ning Xiaochuan handed over five hundred profound stones to monk Tangan, then turned and left, and hurried towards the upper reaches of the ghost river.

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

Monk Tan Gan stared at Ning Xiaochuan's figure gradually away~IndoMTL.com~ His chubby face finally showed a knowing smile, and said madly: "Blessed by the Buddha, today I was finally met by Lao Na. My son. Five hundred profound stones is not a small amount. It is not a small amount to save for a few years. After answering four questions, I made 400 profound stones. It is too easy to earn profound stones."

"What's even more outrageous is that the picture of the hide that I bought from the stall for five silvers, he actually bought it for a hundred black stones. Just a change of hands, I made a few Thousands of times. He is really a fool! A fool! A real burial mountain map, not to mention a hundred profound stones, one million profound stones will definitely not be available for purchase."

Monk Tan Gan smiled as he walked into the forest, feeling quite happy.

Ning Xiaochuan unfolded her body skills and rushed to the upper reaches of the ghost river, turning into a stream of colorful lights.

He was just purely curious about the burial mountain, and didn't think about going to hunt for treasure.

Just kidding, it was the cemetery of the second god, absolutely extremely dangerous. If there is no map, if you rush in, you will definitely die without leaving any scum.

He is only worried about Yu Ningsheng now, and plans to rush to the Heiwu Guiyuan to find her first.