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Chapter 287 Cause and effect here

"Master Wen, this is Master Linjun's name card. You must remember Master's kindness and swear to the death to repay it in the future."

Wen Laifu was still waiting anxiously in the courtyard, and Lan Chengli's voice sounded faintly behind him.

Suddenly, Wen Laifu turned around quickly, with a look of gratitude on his face, "Thank you, Master, for your kindness. Thank you, Butler Lan, for your help. I will repay you with my life in the future."

Lan Chengli waved his hand and said, "Go quickly. Why did your grandson choose such a coincidental day to be born? He really caught up with everything."

There was a faint mocking look in his eyes.

Wen Laifu quickly took the name card, bowed, then turned around and ran out.

Lan Chengli looked at Wen Laifu's back coldly and said with regret: "It's a pity that the old man in the mansion for so many years can't even understand the rules. It's almost the Ten Thousand Buddhas' Birthday, so there won't be any exceptions. "

Lan Chengli turned around and came outside a courtyard. After thinking for a moment, he took out the talisman and the spirit stone bag from his arms.

Entering the courtyard, he bowed and said, "Master, the name card has already been given to Wen Laifu, but why bother?"

A leisurely voice rang out, "The birthday of Ten Thousand Buddhas is approaching, and the rules of Chuanye Temple must not be broken. Otherwise, every family will go out to get people, and how will the grand event be held?"

Since he is an old man in the house, he should still give him some hope. There is a hidden message on the name card. The Zhike of Chuanye Temple will know how to deal with it at a glance and will not let other families think of him as this evil person. "

Lan Chengli stood up, presented the spiritual stone and talisman with both hands, and said with a smile, "I think this chief will remember the kindness of the young master and work hard.

I also got some benefits. This talisman was given to the steward. It seems to be quite good. The young master wants to see it. "

Soldier talisman?

Lan Linjun couldn't help but nodded. This kind of talisman was somewhat rare. It could absorb Taoist soldiers and was more agile and difficult to deal with than ordinary attack talismans.

Ordinary military talismans can seal dozens of Dao soldiers, while better ones can seal as many Dao soldiers as Tiangang. This is a hurdle. The next step depends on the magic of each cultivator who specializes in talisman Dao.

In the Xuanhen Sword Sect back then, there was a senior who was famous for his talisman sword. He could hold seventy-two sword slaves in the talisman and form a sword formation the moment the sword was released. It was really powerful.

"I have reached the pinnacle of concentration, and things like this are of no use to me..." Before he could finish speaking, Lan Linjun felt his spiritual sword clang in the sea of ​​energy.

There was also some inexplicable trembling in the spiritual platform.

My sword intention was condensed in Xijixing Geyuan, and at that time I happened to take the exterior scene of Ghost Tide in the Corpse Forest, Daoyun.

Hey, does this weapon talisman still use ghosts as soldiers? Otherwise, why would my own spirit sword sense something?

Lan Linjun took the military talisman in his hand and said, "Go down, I'll take a look."

Lan Chengli was startled for a moment. He originally thought that the young master was already at the peak of his concentration, so he would never like this thing. He would sell it at home, but he didn't want the young master to take a fancy to it.

However, he couldn't regret it, so he had to resign with some annoyance.

Lan Linjun smiled, and the light ghost sword disappeared in the air, revealing a miniature mountain scenery. The soldier talisman was suspended above the mountain scenery, and the flowing light Daoyun was suddenly evolved bit by bit by the mountain light.

After a long time, Lan Linjun sighed, "I didn't expect it to be the work of a master. I'm afraid there are hundreds of ghost soldiers in it, and they are enough to be used for concentration fighting."

Then he felt happy again. This military talisman was rarely consistent with his own hexagram sword meaning and the external scenery. If he understood it thoroughly, he would be more sure of even attacking the golden elixir.

Good luck! It was really the right time to come to Northern Xinjiang to escape disaster.

Thinking of what happened that year, Lan Linjun immediately let out a faint sigh. Thinking of the fate approved by the two immortals, he couldn't help but murmured,

"If you encounter a calamity of death, you will definitely be in a chain. You will have to leave your family and abandon your clan before you are born in heaven."

"Escape a calamity and increase your luck. Avoid it for a while and survive."

Back then, when I had just obtained the sword intention in the Ghost River, I was easily defeated by the ghost formation, and even lost many of my brothers.

I hid back then, but I didn’t know how long I would have to hide.

It's really frustrating to have been practicing hard in Northern Xinjiang for so many years, but to be pushed farther and farther away without wanting to.

……

"Since it is Master Lan Linjun's famous post, it is naturally worth a silver medal for eliminating karma." Zhike from Chuanye Temple nodded, but his expression was a little regretful, and his eyes were even colder.

Wen Laifu swallowed hard, with a look of hope on his face.

The rules in Northern Xinjiang are strict, and the silver medal for eliminating karma is an iron rule. With this brand, no matter what the outcome of the Buddha's light body is, you can bring back your child.

What he is doing right now is something that breaks the rules. Fortunately, the young master is kind and possesses the golden elixir path, so he can have such face.

"But," Zhike's next words knocked his hopes straight from the clouds into the mud, "You're late."

What? ! Wen Laifu couldn't believe his ears. Didn't he just give birth yesterday? He had already gone to see Butler Lan as soon as possible. How could it be that it was still too late?

"Of course it's too late. The masters and Dharma kings of all the temples are preparing for the Ten Thousand Buddhas' Birthday, but it is inconvenient to wait for a long time for the Buddha's Light Baptism. Of course, it is done once a day. Yesterday's baby already had the Buddha's Light Baptism this morning, and it has already been Sent away."

The intellectual from Chuanye Temple coughed, clasped his hands and bowed to Wen Laifu, "If you had come yesterday or this morning, with Master Lan Linjun's name card, there would be no problem. It's a pity. How can you do this for such a big event?" Just put it off until now?"

late? Wen Laifu's eyes were filled with confusion and confusion.

The child's name has been chosen, why is it too late?

The children’s clothes are all ready, why is it too late?

Why didn't I hurry up and rush the caravan back to the city as early as possible, but why was it just one day late, no, just a few hours late?

Wen Laifu stayed on the spot for a long time, and suddenly a little light came into his eyes. He suddenly jumped in front of Zhike, and cupped his hand, "Can you ask the master to think of a way?" The gap between his palms was quietly exposed, but there was a A spiritual stone shimmered.

Zhike's eyes suddenly showed mockery and he shook his head, "You'd better save it. You know how strict the rules in Northern Xinjiang are. For the sake of Master Lan Linjun, it's a blessing to let you pay for the silver medal for eliminating karma. But this kid has no luck, so no one can blame him."

Wen Laifu's face seemed to be crying and smiling, and his expression was a little dull. He stumbled out of Chuanye Temple in a daze.

He was a little panicked, looking at the still warm sun in the sky and murmuring: "Why not one day earlier? Why not one day sooner? My dear grandson, why can't you wait one more day!"

Rolling tears already fell from the corners of the eyes, hitting the ground and raising traces of dust, and then disappeared, just like the baby that just came into the world yesterday, but it was gone in the blink of an eye before it was held in my arms.

Wen Laifu held the only remaining spiritual stone, stood under the sky, and cried loudly.

"Master Wen, what's going on?" A deep voice rang in Wen Laifu's ears.

Wen Laifu was agitated and turned around sadly, only to see a warrior standing beside him leisurely with a long sword in his hand.

"Master Gui, it's funny. Something happened at home. I was so sad that I lost control." After all, Wen Laifu led a team on a business trip and had seen the world. He was startled for a moment, and the expression on his face slowly recovered.

But there is still deep sadness in his eyes, maybe, this is fate! The lives of mortals in Northern Xinjiang!

"Tell me, tell me." Guiliu asked persistently with a grimace on his face.

Wen Laifu sighed and squatted on the ground. Gui Liu also squatted on the ground, but he finally got the trick.

"That's it. The military has said that the water in northern Xinjiang is very deep, so don't cause trouble..." Guiliu's bitter face wrinkled deeper, "Unless..."

"Unless what?" Wen Laifu's heart jumped suddenly.

"Are you rich?" Guiliu asked cautiously.

Wen Laifu smiled miserably and revealed the only spiritual stone in his palm.

"Hahaha, that's enough, the cause and effect is done!" Gui Liu's face suddenly lost its bitterness and looked like a flower blooming.