Qin Guan was eager to improve his cultivation. Thinking that the saint just said that Tang Monk had merits for the lower realm, and merits were beneficial to cultivation, Qin Guan started to think about it.

"Master, my junior brother and I come to the world and can we get merits even if we stop Jin Chanzi?" Qin Guan asked.

"The eastward flow of Buddhism is the way of heaven. You are an indispensable part of your participation in this great disaster in the next realm, and there will naturally be rewards." The saint said.

Qin Guan's eyes rolled, "Master, Jin Chanzi traveled west, have these eighty-one difficulties been decided? What if there is a deviation?"

The saint said: "When the great disaster comes, the secrets of heaven are blocked, and it is not a major event in heaven and earth. Even if we are the saints, we cannot calculate it, and all parties are just planning."

"The great event of Buddhism's transiting eastward has been settled and cannot be changed. If it violates the will of heaven, it will inevitably suffer disasters of thousands of kalpas. However, everything will always change, and it is inevitable that some small deviations will appear in the middle. As long as it does not affect the overall situation, it would be fine."

After Laojun said that, he glanced at Qin Guan and smiled. Qin Guan suddenly felt like he was seen through, and his heart couldn't help but hop twice.

Qin Guan didn't dare to ask again. Thinking of something in his heart, he asked the saint: "Master, I found three types of flames in the lower realm, namely fire in stone, fire in wood, and fire in heaven. I heard that these three types of flames are combined into one, and you can practice the true fire of the Divine Fire Samadhi, I don't know whether it is or not."

The saint looked at Qin Guan and said with a smile: "It's your luck, you can actually gather these three types of flames in the lower realm.

The heart is the monarch fire, also known as the divine fire, its name is Shangmei, its name is Shangmei, its name is the minister fire, also known as the essence fire, its name is Zhongmei, its name is Zhongmei, its name is the people fire, its name is Xiamei, this is Samadhi true fire, which is contained by the monks themselves, but will not show their appearance.

However, these three types of flames are the correct and essence, energy, and the samadhi of spirit. When the two are combined, they will be free from essence. You can practice the true fire of the supernatural power samadhi. Once you practice it, it is also a good magical magic.

Qin Guan's eyes lit up when he heard this. The saints said it was good, which would definitely be great for others. Qin Guan immediately bowed, "I would like to ask my master to teach my disciples how to practice the method."

Laojun stroked his beard and said, "Let me pass on you a fire refining technique." He pointed at Qin Guan's finger, and a spiritual light shot into Qin Guan's sea of ​​consciousness. Qin Guan's mind had a fire refining technique. Laojun is a saint. The most important thing he has done in billions of years is to refine alchemy. There are probably not many people in the world who can play with fire than him. This technique is naturally not an ordinary class.

Qin Guan was overjoyed and bowed again.

"Do you have something to do?" Laojun asked.

"Master, I have something else to do with you." After Qin Guan finished speaking, he took out something from the space, but it was a huge crystal pillar with a large black-skinned book sealed inside, which was the book of life and death that Qin Guan snatched.

"Master, in the lower realm, my disciple accidentally discovered this book. There was an evil demon trying to refine it. The disciple snatched it to death, killed the demon, and resolved a crisis, but he didn't know if this was a real book of life and death for the book of life and death of a person." Qin Guan asked.

Laojun said, "Yes, not."

"What does Master mean?" Qin Guan asked.

"This is indeed the Book of Life and Death in Humans, but it is not the original book. There are three thousand large planes in the vast universe and countless small planes. In order to facilitate communication, the underworld Yama came up with a method to transform the Book of Life and Death in millions. Each plane has a copy. The deacons there hold the copy and will be much more convenient for them to act. This is the origin of the Book of Life and Death in your hands." Laojun said.

When Qin Guan heard this, he felt like this, and his mood suddenly collapsed. He thought he had grabbed a great treasure, but he didn't expect it to be a copy, just like the relationship between a supercomputer and an extension computer. At most, this one in his hand is an extension.

"That's nothing to use." Qin Guan said.

Laojun shook his head and said with a smile: "It's not useless. If you have the chance, you can return this book to the underworld and make a request to them. The crime of losing the copy is also quite serious, not to mention that the world was almost transformed into disaster by the evil demons."

Qin Guan's eyes lit up. Yes, although this book is useless, it can be used to threaten it. This kind of thing is very good at doing it yourself.

I think the saint reminded Qin Guan, which is also of profound meaning. He almost destroyed the foundation of his Taiqing lineage in a certain world. The saint would not have been able to argue with the underworld Yan Jun because of such trivial matters. However, letting Qin Guan threaten the underworld can also be regarded as a warning to the underworld.

Qin Guan shook his sleeves and put away the crystal pillar. He is not in a hurry now and keep it for later use.

When Laojun saw the universe in Qin Guan's sleeves, he looked at Qin Guan with a profound meaning, but said nothing.

"If there is nothing wrong, you can go, don't delay the major events of Journey to the West." Laojun said.

As soon as Laojun finished speaking, Qin Guan thrust and knelt down.

Before, he bowed down and bowed deeply. This time, Qin Guan actually knelt down directly. Laojun was also stunned, "What is the disciple doing?"

Qin Guan lowered his body, and said with a respectful tone and a little sad, "Master, now my disciple has just returned, and his cultivation is low. I am afraid that even the cranes outside the Tushita Palace cannot beat them. Monsters in the lower realm are rampant. Although my disciples have the treasures of Master, they will inevitably be bullied."

"Being bullied is a little bit. I am afraid that others will lose face of the master and the saint when I know that I am from Da Chitian. The disciple is shameless. Can you ask the master to give him a gourd, Nine-Turn Golden Pill to help improve his cultivation?"

Jiuhua, who had been standing next to him without saying anything, was stunned. His mouth was wide open and his eyes were almost glaring out, looking in disbelief.

One gourd, the other one is sugar beans.

My heart was like thousands of ducks trampling by, and there was only one thought in my mind. How is this possible? Is this still my original senior brother Qin Guan?

Laojun was stunned at first, then his smile became stronger. He looked at Qin Guan deeply, but nodded in slightest.

After a while, Laojun didn't say anything. The atmosphere in the hall was quiet. Qin Guan didn't even get up even when he lay there. He was determined to be a scoundrel.

But he was also nervous.

"Well, it seems that your re-repair not only changed your personal body, but also increased in other aspects. Well, it's not bad."

Laojun said in a calm tone, but it didn't look angry, which made Qin Guan breathe a sigh of relief.

Is this saying that I am thick-skinned?

It should be.

What the saint said was implicit, which was considered to be a matter of leaving some face for this disciple. However, the saint was really right. Qin Guan’s biggest magic weapon now is not the Lei Jue Sword, the Luobao Money, the six gourd kids, nor the system, but his shameless end.

"Well, I'll give you a gourd golden elixir."

After hearing Laojun say this, Qin Guanru listened to the immortal sound, no, this is much more powerful than the immortal sound, this is the holy sound.

Qin Guan raised his head and showed a childlike smile, "Thank you, my disciple."

Laojun shook his hand and a small gourd flew towards Qin Guan, but it was a purple gold gourd. Qin Guan, as a disciple, knew that this was a Shengdan gourd specially made by Laojun to imitate the purple gold gourd. There were nine nine-turn golden elixirs in one gourd.
Chapter completed!