Chapter 925: Chapter 926 Jiumozhi
Santian City.
Just like the previous days, the city seed desolate and bleak, with more and more cultivators gathering at the foot of the mountain where the large tomb was located, quietly waiting for the mont it would open. anwhile, there were hardly any cultivators left inside the city.
Li Xiaobai also stealthily ca to the foot of the mountain once again. The disciples of the Buddhist Sect stationed halfway up the mountain showed no signs of movent, presumably because the news from the Great Thunderclap Temple had not yet reached here.
After searching around, Li Xiaobai once again saw Xiao Lao Di in a dark corner. At this mont, he was still dressed in tattered clothes, squatting at the corner, staring unblinkingly at the large tomb.
“Is this… Elder Tianwu?”
Liu Jinshui was startled for a mont and was about to go and talk to him when Li Xiaobai pulled him back.
“The situation is complicated, he is not Elder Tianwu.”
Li Xiaobai intentionally avoided this deity to avoid any complications.
Xiao Lao Di spoke first, “Do you three have Immortal Stones?”
Li Xiaobai, “No.”
Xiao Lao Di ignored him, turned his head towards Liu Jinshui, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes, “This fellow Daoist looks very unfamiliar; you just arrived, right?”
Liu Jinshui subconsciously nodded, “Yes, just arrived.”
He looked left and right. The person in front of him resembled the Elder Tianwu he knew in every aspect, from tone of voice to deanor. Yet now, it seed this person did not recognize him. Could it be that he really wasn’t Elder Tianwu?
“Do you want to buy a map?”
Xiao Lao Di suddenly stood up, taking a sheepskin scroll from his chest, and said mysteriously.
“What map?”
Liu Jinshui was sowhat puzzled.
“Fellow Daoist must also be here for the large tomb, right? This scroll details the internal structure of the large tomb, marking the paths and terrain clearly. Once it opens, you could navigate it as if it were unoccupied!”
“A single scroll only requires ten thousand top-grade Immortal Stones, an absolutely fair and economical price!”
Xiao Lao Di said anxiously.
“Uh, Elder, don’t joke around. The tomb hasn’t even opened yet; where did you get this map from? Isn’t this blatantly scamming people?”
Liu Jinshui waved his hand, his face full of doubt. While speaking, he glanced at Li Xiaobai; his younger fellow disciple also seed to have a map in hand, also a sheepskin scroll. Could it be that he had bought it from the old beggar in front of him?
“Hehe, I had thought that a fellow Daoist with such a commanding presence and dignified appearance would have so unique insights but didn’t expect you to have the sa view as that person behind you!”
Facing the skepticism, Xiao Lao Di seed sowhat unhappy, and said discontentedly.
Caught in an undeserved disaster, Li Xiaobai felt quite speechless. This old man seed very confident about the map, but why sell it instead of quietly going in and reaping the benefits himself?
“Didn’t expect Elder to hold junior in such high regard; well, let it be, let’s form a good connection. Elder, please give one!”
After thinking it over, Liu Jinshui took out a Storage Bag and threw it to Xiao Lao Di. He knew the map Li Xiaobai had was purchased from this old man. Judging by his behaviors just now , this old man must be soone remarkable, so he decided to get acquainted first.
“Hehe, the old man knew he wouldn’t judge people wrong. Rember, the Treasure Map must never be leaked. It records the secrets of heaven!”
Xiao Lao Di handed the scroll to Liu Jinshui and whispered up close, appearing very secretive.
“Don’t worry, Elder, it’s safe with .”
Liu Jinshui nodded and solemnly stored the scroll in his bag.
For a seemingly influential figure to offer such a map, it must certainly be no ordinary item.
“Little girl, would you like to take this opportunity? For just ten thousand top-grade Immortal Stones, you’ll have access to inexhaustible resources for the rest of your life. What are you waiting for?”
Xiao Lao Di looked at Hu izi with a benign smile and spoke.
“No… no thank you, I will follow my senior brother; I don’t need the map.”
Hu izi took a few steps back, feeling sowhat creeped out by the old man’s stare.
“May I ask, elder, how soon will this large tomb open?”
Li Xiaobai stepped forward and asked, clearly concerned with this issue.
“Soon, it will open in just a couple of days. You weren’t here these past few days, and a monk attempted to forcefully enter the tomb midway, disturbing so things inside, which has moved up the opening ti considerably,”
Xiao Lao Di explained.
“I see, thank you, elder, for clarifying that.”
Li Xiaobai nodded.
Right then, not far ahead, a disturbance and noise suddenly erupted, as if there was sothing exciting to witness.
The group moved forward together; the area was already tightly packed with cultivators, three layers deep both inside and out. However, as Li Xiaobai and his companions passed, the cultivators on either side conveniently made way, allowing them to enter the center of the crowd without any hindrance.
Exchanging glances with Liu Jinshui, both saw a flash of solemnity and surprise in each other’s eyes. It was clearly the handiwork of Xiao Lao Di, everything done so smoothly and naturally that even the cultivators who had moved aside were unaware of their own actions.
“Senior brothers, the monks are fighting!”
Hu izi exclaid excitedly, completely oblivious to the strange occurrence they had just passed through.
In the center of the crowd, several monks were confronting each other, with nurous young monks lying around them in various positions, bleeding from the corners of their mouths and moaning in pain from severe injuries.
“It indeed is.”
“Oh, isn’t that Jiumozhi? It’s such a stroke of luck; we’ve found what we were looking for without much effort. Little brother, the person you were seeking is right here.”
Upon a closer look, Liu Jinshui burst into laughter, seeing a monk draped in a green robe confronting several monks from the Great Thunderclap Temple, the atmosphere rather tense.
“That’s Jiumozhi? Why is he wearing a green robe?”
Hu izi asked with a touch of confusion.
Liu Jinshui, “What else? Because he likes it!”
Li Xiaobai scrutinized the monk surrounded by the crowd, his large ears sticking out and his hair twisted like beads, with a large and imposing stature that was unmistakably Buddhist in style, but with a hint of ferocity between his brows.
“Jiumozhi, to forgive when you can is a virtue. You’re considered a prodigy of the Buddhist Sect, and we monks do not wish to engage in violence with you. Please, show so respect!”
A senior monk spoke calmly, protecting the few remaining young monks behind him.
“Amitabha, Jiumozhi, you are a monk, yet your heart is so filled with the intent to kill, already entangled by karmic obstacles. Why do you still not see the error of your ways?”
“The real young genius of the Great Thunderclap Temple has not arrived today. The ones you’ve taught a lesson today are just a few unworthy disciples from my temple. You’ve already made your point, why be so aggressively unyielding?”
Several monks pleaded. They were from different temples affiliated with the Great Thunderclap Temple and had brought their disciples to gain so experience, never anticipating attracting Jiumozhi’s attention.
“Hmph! I only wish to challenge the upcoming elites of the Buddhist Sect. Should I be defeated, I’ll accept and leave—there’s no need for the masters here to speak indirectly!”
“If you are afraid to fight, you are welco to concede defeat in front of everyone here. I am not a bully and will not trouble you respected masters!”
The monk in the green robe clasped his hands together, his expression serene as he spoke.
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