What bad intentions can a temple blessing have?

Chapter 108 Brother Monkey Experience Card

You can also practice monkey training.

Jiang Qi added silently.

Looking at the alchemy furnace in front of him, Jiang Qi had a sudden thought. If Wuzhi Qi was also thrown into the alchemy furnace, would he also get a pair of blazing eyes?
Of course, Jiang Qi just thought that when Brother Monkey entered the alchemy furnace, it was not a punishment, but a reasonable reason for cheating.

To put it bluntly, the appearance of Brother Monkey’s fiery eyes is actually a compromise between Taoism and Buddhism.

The fiery eye and the golden eye can see through evil spirits, reach up to the sky, and see down into the Nine Netherworlds. It is a good magical power, but because it is smoked from the ashes of fire, it also blinds part of Brother Monkey's spirituality.

Buddhism can't let Brother Monkey lose his spirituality, and Taoism doesn't want to see a Buddhist protector with no weaknesses.

So the compromise magical power of Fiery Eyes and Golden Eyes came out.

As for Brother Monkey’s own opinion?
To be honest, it didn't matter at all at the time.

Thinking about the past in his mind, Jiang Qi focused on the red dragon in the alchemy furnace.

The current red dragon has been burned by the divine fire of Liuding Liujia, and its form has changed, or it can be said that its disguise has been burned away.

I saw that the original image of the red dragon, which was no different from the ordinary dragons, had been burned and restored to its original appearance.

The back two claws disappeared, leaving only a pair of front claws. The mane on the dragon's tail dragon's neck also disappeared, leaving only smooth red scales. If you look closely, you can see that each scale has a faint trace of it. runes.

Not only that, the dragon's horns also disappeared, and the originally broad and square dragon's mouth became sharp.

It's not so much a dragon as it is a strange red snake.

"After all, many years have passed, and the spirituality left behind by this evil candle dragon corpse is no longer even enough to show the form of a complete candle dragon."

Taishang Laojun sighed on the side.

"May I ask, Laojun, how to refine this red dragon into a magic weapon?"

Jiang Qi asked with some confusion.

This red dragon is obviously just a spiritual manifestation and has no entity. Even if it is refined into a magic weapon, it still needs a support.

"Simple."

Lao Jun glanced at Jiang Qi with a smile, but did not answer directly. He just waved his hands and said: "You two little kids, don't be idle. One goes to chop firewood and the other goes to fan the wind."

With that said, the two boys who had just opened the door came over each holding an object.

A hatchet with a short handle, and a gourd fan.

"Junior, go chop wood."

Jiang Qi chose the small axe, and it was somewhat unsightly to let a girl like Miaoyin chop firewood. Although it was not a good job to stay by the Bagua stove and fan the wind, it was somewhat better.

"I'll take you to the backyard."

The Golden Horn Boy smiled and pulled Jiang Qi's sleeve and walked towards the backyard.

"Excuse me, Uncle Jinjiao."

Jiang Qi said with a smile.

Laojun is the incarnation of Taiqing Sage, but Jinjiao Yinjiao is not a disciple, but a re-disciple, bearing the name of Master Xuandu.

Therefore, in terms of seniority, Jinjiao Yinjiao and Yang Jian are of the same generation, that is, Jiang Qi's junior uncle.

"You are Welcome."

The Golden Horn Boy smiled and looked innocent. He led Jiang Qi to the backyard, pointed at a pile of purple-gold wood by the well and said, "Just split it into four."

"Yes."

Jiang Qi nodded in agreement and took the small hatchet from Jin Jiao's hand. He was caught off guard and his arm sank.

The weight of the ax was beyond Jiang Qi's expectation.

"This is an ax that Lao Jun used to refine Geng gold, and was tempered by the dew water from the Star Dou. Be careful not to hurt yourself."

The Golden Horn Boy warned him next to him, and then complained: "When I first started using this axe, I almost hit my own head. I was frightened for several days."

"My nephew understands, thank you so much, Uncle Jinjiao."

Jiang Qi said to Jin Jiao while adjusting to the weight of the ax.

"You chop it first, and I'll get you some hawthorn pills. It's best for promoting body fluids, quenching thirst, and clearing the mind."

Hearing Jiang Qi call his master uncle, Jin Jiao felt a little embarrassed and ran to the side room in a hurry.

Jiang Qi swung the ax slightly, walked to the edge of the well, and tried to hold up a piece of wood.

This support did not move, so Jiang Qi had no choice but to secretly use his magic power to erect a wooden stake.

"Is this myrtle wood?"

Jiang Qi was secretly dumbfounded. This crape myrtle tree has many magical properties, but he can only say one thing. This thing only grows in Ziwei Yuan high in Da Luo Tian, ​​and that area is also called the North Star Palace and is the residence of the crape myrtle emperor.

Therefore, this wood is also named after crape myrtle, which shows its magical power.

Jiang Qi swung his axe, added magic power, and used the two magical powers of [72 Earth Evil Laws] [Strength] and [Penetration of Stone] to secretly bring luck. After he was ready, he struck down with the axe.

"Dole"

There was a dull sound, and the ax penetrated the wood. It was unable to cut through half of the wood.Jiang Qi was stunned for a moment, then lifted up the wood together with the crape myrtle, and then chopped it down with all his strength, finally breaking the length of crape myrtle into two halves in the middle.

"So hard?"

Although Jiang Qi was prepared, he still smacked his lips when he saw such hard wood.

Fortunately, the hardness of half a piece of crape myrtle wood has decreased, and it can be split with just an axe.

But after a quarter of an hour, Jiang Qi could only chop up less than 50 yuan of usable firewood.

Even after taking a break and chopping for a while, Jiang Qi was still panting from exhaustion, and he didn't know what was going on. There seemed to be some kind of restriction in the backyard of Tushita Palace, which made Jiang Qi's reaction after exertion no different from that of an ordinary person.

Now Jiang Qi couldn't help but put down the axe, put his hands on his knees to adjust his breathing, and his face was covered with sweat.

"The speed is a bit slow, but don't be afraid. The red dragon has to be trained in a fierce fire for a day and a night. The wood I chopped is still enough. Let's take a hawthorn pill first."

Jin Jiao appeared out of nowhere, stood on tiptoe and patted Jiang Qi's shoulder, then stuffed a brown pill into his mouth.

Jiang Qi was about to say thank you when the pill in his mouth melted in his mouth. The non-irritating and refreshing sour taste spread throughout his mouth and flowed into his spleen and stomach. He took a breath and felt cool all over his body.

For a moment, Jiang Qi's energy perked up, and the original dryness of his mouth disappeared.

"Not bad, right? I practiced this and give it all to you."

Jin Jiao smiled proudly and handed Jiang Qi a yellow-skinned gourd.

"Thank you, uncle."

"It's a joke, just keep chopping, I'm going to feed the cows."

Jinjiao showed his face and hurried away again.

Jiang Qi rested for a while and cheered up again.

This split lasts for ten hours.

"Hush."

Jiang Qi was breathing heavily, as if he had been fished out of the water. His handsome face was red. This was because he was so tired that he couldn't hold back his energy and blood, which inevitably surged up.

A gourd of hawthorn pills was eaten up, and all his magic power was exhausted. He could no longer lift the ax and threw it aside crookedly.

However, the result was that all the crape myrtle trees in the backyard were chopped into pieces by Jiang Qi and placed neatly aside.

Jiang Qi took a deep breath, reluctantly picked up the ax, and walked out of the backyard to find Lao Jun to revive him.

As soon as he left the backyard, the inexplicable restriction disappeared, and Jiang Qi subconsciously mobilized his magic power to nourish his whole body.

"Snapped."

An extra hand appeared on the back of Jiang Qi's neck, which also restrained Jiang Qi's movements.

"tired?"

Laojun pinched Jiang Qi's neck and asked with a smile.

"I'm running out of air."

Jiang Qi said with a wry smile, this is the first time that he has been so short-changed.

"It's okay to be tired."

Lao Jun used his strength to lift Jiang Qi up.

"Huh? Laojun, what are you doing?"

Jiang Qi blinked, and before he could finish speaking, he was thrown away.

"Tong'er, turn on the stove."

Lao Jun clapped his hands and watched Yinjiao open the Bagua furnace.

And Jiang Qi was thrown in along the Bagua furnace.

"clang!"

In Miaoyin's confused eyes, Jiang Qi was locked into the alchemy furnace.

Lao Jun walked over slowly, with a joking smile on his lips.

"The body is short of air so that it can strengthen its body and stand up without breaking. How can it carry this candle dragon magical power?"

Laojun gently kicked the Bagua furnace, and suddenly the flames steamed fiercely, almost covering the entire alchemy furnace.

"Yang Jian's disciple has such a weak body and bones. How did Jade Cauldron teach him?"

Laojun was talking like an ordinary old man.

"How can I be the third-generation Golden Immortal Protector of our Three Religions?"

After saying that, he looked at Miao Yin, who was squatting by the Bagua stove, still a little confused.

"Girl, do you want to go in and practice too?"

Miaoyin subconsciously glanced at the inside of the alchemy furnace along the wind outlet, her cheeks immediately turned red with embarrassment, and she shook her head like a rattle.

(End of this chapter)