Before Qin Feng could figure out what was going on, Xie Xinchen stepped forward, gave him a look that said "I understand," and said, "Mo Xiang, right? I'll go call him right away."
After saying that, Xie Xinchen ran away.
The way players call people is also very simple, just by yelling.
Although there are treasures that can send messages, they are a bit expensive and it is not cost-effective to use them to send messages.
It's like the days before mobile internet, when couples often communicated via text messages, which cost a dime each. The messages were often long paragraphs, and even then, the monthly phone bills for couples in love often remained high.
In today's world, where people are eager to send a single word at a time, this is hard to imagine.
Therefore, unless there is something important, players rarely use treasures to send messages.
Moreover, this thing is not very efficient. It may take half an hour to go back and forth.
Pengcheng asked a few more questions about Buddhist scriptures, but Feiyu knew nothing about them.
Therefore, Pengcheng could only ask indirectly and ask other questions about Feiyu himself, but Feiyu was very tight-lipped. Apart from his identity as a disciple of Cangxia Sect, he did not reveal anything about his experience and social life.
This made Peng Cheng, who wanted to use his connections, a little discouraged.
A few minutes later, Xie Xinchen arrived here with Mo Xiang.
Feiyu looked at Mo Xiang nervously. After all, he had never exchanged statements with Mo Xiang before.
But when Feiyu was about to greet Moxiang first and hint at his current situation, Moxiang directly said: "Feiyu, is this the senior who is interested in this Buddhist scripture?"
Feiyu was stunned.
Xie Xinchen returned to his stall quietly, keeping his achievements and fame to himself.
"Junior Mo Xiang, nice to meet you two seniors."
Mo Xiang greeted the two of them politely.
Peng Cheng and Zhen San nodded to him.
"Friend Mo, I wonder where you got this Buddhist scripture from?"
"This is a long story." Mo Xiang sighed and began to narrate, "Some time ago, I was searching for a water abyss in the southeast of our sect. In that abyss, there was a vicious dragon."
"Originally, we and several fellow disciples wanted to defeat that evil dragon."
"But halfway through, a strange monk stopped us."
"The monk went on and on about something like, 'God is merciful and kind,' and that this evil dragon hadn't done anything against nature, so there was no need to destroy it. Perhaps one day, it could transform into a good dragon."
Peng Cheng couldn't help but grin and said, "There are no mortals living here in Chaoyunzhou, so this dragon can't do anything harmful."
After saying this, Peng Cheng suddenly felt that he had spoken too quickly.
After all, Chaoyunzhou is considered the territory of Cangxia Sect. It is probably inappropriate to say that other people's territory is not good.
Although this is indeed true.
"We didn't do it then." Mo Xiang said, "We prepared for months just for that evil dragon. It's hard for us to give up."
"The monk said, 'If the donors insist on starting a new cycle of killing, then I will take this new cycle.'"
"We were stunned at the time. How could they just kill a fellow practitioner?"
"Who knows! We just refused a few times, and the monk immediately sat down where he was, clasped his hands together, and turned into golden light and disappeared."
"This Buddhist scripture is what he left behind."
"Before the monk passed away, he left behind a message that resonated directly in our heads! It's incredibly profound!"
"So we picked up what he left behind and went back."
At the end, Mo Xiang took out a string of wooden prayer beads and showed them to the two NPCs.
The two of them clearly lingered on the rosary for several seconds.
"Hehe, excuse me for making fun of you, senior, but I can't sell this rosary now."
"Now?"
"This rosary is destined to be with me. After our destiny has ended, the monk allowed me to give it to someone else."
After finishing his speech, Mo Xiang stood aside, waiting for the two to digest the content.
There was a hint of surprise in Feiyu's eyes when he looked at Mo Xiang.
Turtle, this guy can make up stories better than me! ?
Do you write novels?!
At this time, Xing Wen, the superior councilor of Lingxiao Palace, also came to their stall.
"Then, how much would you like to pay for this Buddhist scripture?"
"Speaking of this Buddhist scripture," Mo Xiang spoke again, "I've read it over and over again, but the language is obscure and difficult for me to understand. So, I need to give it to someone who is destined to receive it. If you don't mind, please give me a few spirit stones. I'll be doing this to help the old monk."
Feiyu's heart tightened.
Wow! Is there anyone who offers such a price as you?!
But having said this, from Feiyu's perspective, it's simply difficult to speak! !
So Feiyu started to use his brain and made it work faster than in the college entrance examination.
"Mo Xiang!"
Feiyu suddenly spoke.
But the pitch is a bit high.
So, Feiyu quickly cleared his throat and continued, "You spent almost all your wealth to help that monk build the golden statue. This..."
"Ah, it's not worth mentioning..." Mo Xiang quickly waved his hand, and then said to Peng Cheng, "Excuse me, senior. I don't have much wealth, so there's no need to worry about it."
Feiyu wanted to speak again, but when he saw Moxiang's confident look, he stopped talking for some unknown reason.
Believe first!
Question again!
Peng Cheng looked at the two players.
He didn't care whether the story was true or not, although he was more inclined to believe that it was true.
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