Thousand chanism Pavilion.
Most of the Celestial Masters from Dragon Tiger Mountain had already gone ho, leaving only a few behind with Tang.
Chen Qin sat to the side a bit bored, holding Li Yueqi’s hand with one hand, pressing her fingertips, while the other hand fiddled with little Fuji, constantly comparing the different feels between the two.
After pinching for a long ti, the junior sister felt that little Fuji was more enjoyable, she was soft and fun to pinch, quite amusing.
anwhile, Tang was watching a monk who was appraising that bracelet.
"Baby, have you figured it out?" Tang eagerly asked.
"Almost, almost, don’t rush ." The monk replied lazily, "And also, stop calling that. I’m not your sweetheart."
A big fat monk sat cross-legged on a cushion, holding the strange bracelet acquired from Xiao Teng.
As they say, every profession has its specialization. The Six Sects each have their expertise.
Though sotis, their skills would be quite quirky, even the seemingly normal Buddhist Sect wasn’t exempted.
But since they have no hair, the Buddhist Sect did not develop the art of seeking and identifying hair.
However, in one peculiar field, they directly hit the blind spot of the other five sects.
That is bone ash and relic identification.
And by coincidence, the one substituting for Monk Mingzhi at the Thousand chanism Pavilion now was Monk Lingbao, who usually guards the Zen Storage Forest.
He was indeed very professional.
"Have you figured it out?" Impatiently, Tang asked again after a while.
"Don’t rush, I said don’t rush," Monk Lingbao replied slowly.
After a while again, Tang couldn’t help but move forward.
"You..."
However, before Tang could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt a darkness before his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself enclosed inside a Golden Alms Bowl.
The bowl was filled with all kinds of gold, silver, jewels, magical artifacts, and spiritual jade, piled around him like little mountains.
Although these treasures seed close at hand, they were actually far away, born from people’s delusions, all illusive.
If one got attracted by them, no matter how hard they ran, they could never touch even a single Spirit Pearl on that treasure mountain.
Tang knew that Monk Lingbao locked him up because he found him annoying. He snorted, "Heh, slow fatso. Just because Taoist can’t beat you right now."
Even though Tang knew Monk Lingbao wouldn’t harm him, he still found the dazzling gold mountains before him a bit too gaudy.
"Too vulgar."
Saying this, Tang closed his eyes and began thinking about beauties in red clothing.
Since they were all illusions, might as well think of sothing he liked to see.
Due to the thoughts in Tang’s head, the scenery inside the Golden Alms Bowl began to change.
However, when Tang opened his eyes again, he didn’t see the kind of silver-party scene he wanted.
Instead, he saw mountains made of flesh stacked up, composed of beauties in red. Though their faces had no specific features, they still twisted and sang, seductively posing for Tang.
Tang, "..."
He closed his eyes, once again contemplating gold and silver treasures, but no matter how he thought, the seductively posing mountains of flesh no longer changed.
"Monk! Monk! I was wrong, let out!"
The self-sabotaged Tang shouted at the illusory sky within the bowl.
But no one responded.
After enclosing Tang, Monk Lingbao had muted him.
...
On Monk Lingbao’s side, after isolating Tang, the source of noise, the room finally beca quiet, and his appraisal speed increased significantly.
And regarding Monk Lingbao’s sudden action... those few Celestial Masters from Dragon Tiger Mountain didn’t say anything, acting as if they hadn’t seen it.
Because it wasn’t the first ti this happened, every ti these two t, this sequence couldn’t be avoided. Though, the Golden Alms Bowl was new; before, it would be either a big bell or a kasaya...
Moreover, those few Celestial Masters also felt that their Sect Leader was indeed quite noisy...
After a long while, Monk Lingbao finally finished the appraisal. He put down the bracelet and spoke to everyone.
"These few pieces are indeed relics, transford from three finger bones, not through postnatal sacrifice, sowhat like an Innate Tao Embryo... but not entirely.
"The formation ti should be after the great war at the end of Late Dongqi. If the owner of these relics is related by blood to the Eastern Qi Royal Family, then it could only belong to that person."
"That Last Emperor?" Soone asked?
"Indeed." Monk Lingbao replied lazily, once again selling his secret.
But after speaking, he waited for a long while, yet no one responded.
Those few Celestial Masters were pondering over sothing, and the junior sister was solely focused on playing, not really listening, with Li Yueqi in one hand and Fuji in the other.
Monk Lingbao then recalled that he had enclosed Tang. He picked up the Golden Alms Bowl beside him and released Tang.
There must be so engagent partner to serve as a foil.
As soon as Tang got out, he gave Monk Lingbao the middle finger.
Monk Lingbao, "Huh? How did you know that the relic was made from the middle finger’s bone? I haven’t even said it yet."
Tang, "..."
Now that the appraisal result was out, Tang no longer joked with Monk Lingbao. He asked him to go over the appraisal result carefully once more, and upon hearing the words "Innate Tao Embryo," he beca pensive.
After a while, he turned to Chen Qin and said.
"Girl, stop playing. Taoist I have an idea, maybe I can send you into the Illusion Realm."
Upon hearing this, Chen Qin imdiately perked up.
Li Yueqi quickly pulled her hand out from the junior sister’s grasp.
One more squeeze and it will swell.
...
Inside the Illusion Realm, Bianjing City.
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