Chapter 1510 Cinnabar
This kind of book is easy to find. When I go to the library of the Chan Sect in the future, I may find something.
But this matter is not urgent, I can do it later.
Then he took out a few pieces of fairy crystals and put them in the formation. He made a few finger gestures, and saw that the formation buzzed and was successfully activated.
Countless fairy spirits began to cover the eggs.
After doing all this, he just waited for the eggs to hatch, but this time was not something he could grasp. Leave the spirit insect room.
There is no more room in the stone cave.
It can be seen that the stone room is complete with all the items, and he doesn’t need to add anything. To be honest, he really doesn’t have high requirements for this place to live. It’s enough to be able to rest temporarily.
At this moment, he came outside and walked to the cliff. Looking at the rolling sea of clouds under the cliff, he suddenly felt comfortable in his heart. He likes the feeling of watching the white clouds and the dog the most.
This place is really good. Looking at it, countless fairy mountains are in sight, and the scenery is beautiful.
Just as he was sighing, he saw a small tree only seven feet high on the edge of the cliff.
He came to the tree and was shocked when he saw it. It was not for anything else, but that the tree was actually a blood bodhi tree.
He really didn't expect that he would see this tree here.
It's just that the tree is not growing well, it is a little wilted, and the leaves are very sparse.
If it weren't for this, it would have been recognized by people long ago.
But he wondered why this bodhi tree was like this.
His mind moved, and he immediately followed the trunk of the small tree to find it down. In just a moment, he saw something under the tree.
It turned out to be a corpse.
One hand of the corpse was holding the roots of the tree. It might be because of the corpse gas, so the tree grew very badly.
Qingfeng wondered why there was a corpse under the tree again, what was going on.
He frowned, looked around and saw no one, then he used the skills to dig away the soil layer.
About seven feet underground, he dug out a dry corpse.
This corpse may have been dead for many years, with only a layer of skin attached to the bones. His face and clothes can be seen, and he should be a monk.
Seeing this, he was shocked. Could it be that this guy is Subhuti, and he died here.
Thinking of this possibility, he was stunned.
Soon he shook his head slightly, stretched out his hand, and fumbled around the monk, but unfortunately, everything on his body was obviously searched out, and there was nothing.
Just when he was a little disappointed, he saw a little light between the monk's eyebrows.
It turned out that the monk's eyebrows were inlaid with a small red bead that was only the size of a soybean.
If you don't look closely, you would think it was a cinnabar mole.
He reached out to take the object and explored it with his mind. He didn't expect that there was another small space in the bead. This thing turned out to be a miniature storage space.
Qingfeng was slightly stunned, and his mind probed into the space, and he could see that there was only a three-foot radius in the space.
There are several things in it.
He took it out immediately. There was an identity token, a few books, and a set of precious brocade cassocks on it.
On one side of the token was engraved the words "Lingshan" and a statue of Buddha, and on the other side were the three big words "Subhuti".
Qingfeng's pupils shrank. It seemed that he had really guessed it right.
He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He had just arrived here and found the body of this guy. He didn't know what to do about this matter. Should he report it?
Looking at the books again, there were three books in total, one Mahayana Buddhism, one Prajna Heart Sutra, and one was actually the Lingchong Sutra.
Seeing these books, Qingfeng hesitated for a moment, and immediately flipped through them. He read ten lines at a glance, and it took him a while to memorize the three books in his mind.
Mahayana Buddhism is profound and mysterious. The Prajna Heart Sutra is actually very similar to the Heart Sutra of Deliverance that he practiced, but the two are in two different directions of cultivation, so it is difficult to compare.
The Spirit Insect Sutra tells about the method of nurturing and cultivating spirit insects. This book is very profound and easy to understand, so that people like Qingfeng who have never raised spirit insects can also understand it easily.
After putting down the three books, there was only one cassock left. He opened the cassock, and there were countless Buddha bone relics attached to it, shining extremely brightly. It was an extraordinary treasure at first glance.
This thing was very similar to the Jinlan cassock he got that year, but his cassock had always been left with the incarnation. Now even the incarnation didn’t know where it was, let alone the cassock.
He thought for a moment and put these things back into the bead.
He re-embedded the bead on the forehead of the corpse and returned it to its original position.
At this moment, he thought in his heart that his identity was special, so it was better not to make trouble for the time being, but he promised the corpse that he would tell the upper echelons of the sect about this matter when he had the chance in the future.
Finally, he recited the Rebirth Sutra for the corpse and buried it again.
He also took out two fairy crystals and placed them under the Bodhi tree, letting its roots absorb them. In this way, it might not take long for it to come back to life.
After doing all this, he looked at the landfill, waved his hand, and it started to rain.
After the heavy rain, the color of the land that was turned over was exactly the same as the surrounding area, as if it had never been moved.
Qingfeng did this because he naturally thought that if he came here, the murderer might come to him.
In this way, maybe he could find out who the murderer was.
After doing all this, he returned to the cave and began to study the Spirit Insect Scripture carefully.
The more he read, the more he felt that this scripture was profound and mysterious, and he couldn't help but want to raise more spirit insects.
It was a pity that there was no record of the categories of spirit insects on it, which was a bit of a pity.
He didn't know what level of spirit insects his Hercules ants belonged to, and he was still looking forward to it for a while.
When he stood up, he didn't expect that the moon was already above the willow branches outside, and it was night.
Pushing open the door of the cave, he looked at the starry sky outside, and his body flashed and disappeared.
He had settled here, so he naturally had to go back and tell Bai Niao and the others about it, so that those people would not have to worry.
Seven days later, a man came to the gate of Qingfeng Mountain.
This man was handsome, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and looked kind.
He shouted outside the cave: "Wan Jiansheng is here."
Qingfeng's mind moved, and the cave door was opened. He flashed outside and looked at the visitor with doubt in his eyes.
The visitor looked at him with vigilance in his eyes.
Qingfeng didn't understand why the man looked at him like that, so he asked: "I don't know who this senior brother is, and why you are looking for me."
When the visitor heard this, his pupils shrank slightly, and he said in a surprised voice: "You don't remember me, don't you have any impression at all?"