Chapter 1010
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Ye Xiong and Yang Xinyi follow the flow of people up the mountain.
Meanwhile, ye Xiong has been looking around. The Buddhist temple is built on the middle of the mountain. It has been rebuilt and rebuilt several times in the past millennium. Now it is very luxurious, but it has been stained with a strong commercial atmosphere.
Can such a place breed healthy fruits?
Ye Xiong really doubted.
"Husband, let's go up the mountain to ask for a sign and worship?" Yang Xinyi asked.
"Just like it."
Anyway, there's nothing to do. There are so many people now, and the positive results can't appear. We can only do it step by step.
The Buddhist temple is very large and crowded. A bunch of incense sold for an amazing 50 yuan and is still in a state of looting.
Most of the people who come to worship God are rich ladies. They don't care about these tens of dollars.
Ye Xiong wandered around, turned around a few times and said, "wife, go to incense yourself. I'll look around and look for you later."
"OK, I'll come to you after asking for God." Yang Xinyi said and left.
Ye Xiong turned around and thought that if this went on, there would be no harvest. Now the most important thing is to find someone to find out.
He wanted to use his spiritual consciousness to sweep it again, and suddenly remembered the words of evil spirits. If there were positive Qi fruits here, there might also be eminent monks. If the other party's strength was above him, he would be found immediately by using his spiritual consciousness.
Turning around, I soon turned to the back mountain and saw an old sweeping monk sweeping the leaves.
The floor sweeper should be over 70 years old. His eyebrows and beard are gray and messy. I don't know how long he hasn't taken care of them. The cassock is full of patches, which is different from the world of monks who receive bright clothes, apple phones in their left hand and money in their right hand.
"Benefactor, please stay. There is no way to go back to the mountain. Please go back!" Seeing ye Xiong walking towards the back mountain, the sweeping monk said at once.
The back mountain is a big forest. There is a path. I don't know where to go.
Ye ambitious thought. At his age, the old monk should stay in the temple for a long time. Maybe he knows something about zhengqiguo.
"The temple is so noisy that I'm almost deaf. It's still quiet here." Ye Xiong went to the next step and sat down. He casually asked, "master, how old are you?"
"Old monk, there are five out of seventy." The sweeping monk replied.
"Seventy five is still so strong. It's amazing." Ye Xiong thumbed up.
"In the old age of wind erosion, one day's activity will increase one's life. It's just a muddle through life."
"Master, where's your family?" Ye Xiong continued to ask.
"The old monk became a monk at the age of 15. He has stayed here for 60 years and has no family for a long time."
Next, ye Xiong casually chatted with the old monk for a moment. When he saw that the conversation was almost the same, he said, "master, I heard that there were gods in your temple before, didn't there?"
"The gods in this world are just hearsay." Old monk, come back.
"I heard that a famous devout Buddhist disciple cleaned the incense burner one day and saw a little man covered with Buddha light in the incense burner, just like a little fairy. Since then, the Buddhist temple has become more and more famous."
Ye Xiong heard this allusion from Murong Ruyin. It was very popular at that time. Later, it attracted many ancient martial arts and truth cultivation experts. They searched in the temple for a long time, but they didn't find the legendary golden villain.
Ye Xiong guessed that the golden villain should be the embodiment of Zhengqi fruit.
"Benefactor, please don't believe the rumors outside. The old monk has been a monk here for 60 years. He has experienced the reconstruction of the temple. Even the abbot has changed several. He has never heard of any golden villains or immortals." The old monk replied.
"Well, isn't that the golden villain?" Ye Xiong pointed at the old monk's back and suddenly shouted.
The old monk quickly turned around and looked around, but he didn't see anything.
"Since the master has never heard of the golden villain, why are you so nervous when I say the golden villain?" Ye Xiong smiled at the corners of his mouth and looked like a successful conspiracy.
"I was just an instinctive reaction. Why is it strange?" The old monk looks calm.
"Ha ha, I'm kidding. Master, you're busy. I won't bother you."
Ye Xiong left with a smile and turned around for a moment. He flicked a spark on the old monk's ass.
He just wanted to test whether the old monk could master martial arts. If he could master martial arts, Mars would not hurt him.
The next moment, the old monk's ass will burn. He doesn't know it.
Seeing that the fire was about to burn, ye Xiong quickly put the fire away. The fire only burned a small hole in his ass and went out.
"Master offended." Ye Xiong turned and left.
"Benefactor, go slowly."
After leaving the old monk, ye Xiong found several other old monks and asked them by means of inducement and deception. Although those monks had heard of the little golden man, none of them had seen it with their own eyes.
What's more, this is just a deliberate hype by the former Abbot in order to increase his popularity.
After walking around, ye Xiong returned to Yang Xinyi“ Husband, I asked for three talismans. Each of us has one. This is yours. " Yang Xinyi took out the three talismans and found out the one belonging to Ye Xiong: "the master said that this talisman is very spiritual and can ward off evil spirits. I'll take it for you." Ye Xiong is sweating wildly. Both of them are practitioners. She still believes this. If anyone knows, it's strange not to laugh to death. But he couldn't bear to sweep Yang Xinyi's interest, so he had to lower his head and let her take the amulet around her neck“ How much are these three talismans? " Ye Xiong asked casually“ Three hundred thousand, one hundred thousand. " Yang Xinyi returns“ It's better to rob the broken talisman. " Ye Xiong sweated wildly and said, "although our family has money, we can't spend it like this!" The monk is so stupid that ye Xiong is trying to settle accounts with him. Yang Xinyi quickly pulls him“ The old monk who sells Fu said that Fu has five grades, ten yuan, 100 yuan, 1000 yuan, 10000 yuan and 100000 yuan. He chooses whatever I want. I choose the most expensive one myself, and I can't blame others. " Yang Xinyi said“ Wife, how can you say that you are also a dignified President? Why are you so simple? " Ye Xiong was speechless“ The old monk said that recently the temple was going to cast a Buddha statue, but he couldn't raise money. I saw that he said it so sincerely. It should be donated to the temple and the right should be given to extraordinary to accumulate merit. " Yang Xinyi said. She said so. Ye Xiong couldn't say anything. As long as she was happy, money was nothing. Ye Xiong pinched the talisman in his hand, and suddenly he felt a strange feeling, as if there were yuan force fluctuations on it. He quickly folded the amulet from the triangular bag and was ready to take it out“ Husband, the old monk said, "if you fold it, it won't work."“ Don't interrupt, I have my own score. " Ye Xiong folded the talisman. When he saw a Vajra image above, he was shocked. This is actually a Vajra talisman, a defensive talisman used by practitioners“ Husband, what's the matter? " Yang Xinyi asked strangely. Although her realm was higher than that of Ye Xiong, it was brought to her by evil spirits. She was a piece of white paper and didn't understand anything about Fu Li, elixir and alchemy“ Wife, what else did the old monk say? " Asked Ye Xiong. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
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Ye Xiong and Yang Xinyi follow the flow of people up the mountain.
Meanwhile, ye Xiong has been looking around. The Buddhist temple is built on the middle of the mountain. It has been rebuilt and rebuilt several times in the past millennium. Now it is very luxurious, but it has been stained with a strong commercial atmosphere.
Can such a place breed healthy fruits?
Ye Xiong really doubted.
"Husband, let's go up the mountain to ask for a sign and worship?" Yang Xinyi asked.
"Just like it."
Anyway, there's nothing to do. There are so many people now, and the positive results can't appear. We can only do it step by step.
The Buddhist temple is very large and crowded. A bunch of incense sold for an amazing 50 yuan and is still in a state of looting.
Most of the people who come to worship God are rich ladies. They don't care about these tens of dollars.
Ye Xiong wandered around, turned around a few times and said, "wife, go to incense yourself. I'll look around and look for you later."
"OK, I'll come to you after asking for God." Yang Xinyi said and left.
Ye Xiong turned around and thought that if this went on, there would be no harvest. Now the most important thing is to find someone to find out.
He wanted to use his spiritual consciousness to sweep it again, and suddenly remembered the words of evil spirits. If there were positive Qi fruits here, there might also be eminent monks. If the other party's strength was above him, he would be found immediately by using his spiritual consciousness.
Turning around, I soon turned to the back mountain and saw an old sweeping monk sweeping the leaves.
The floor sweeper should be over 70 years old. His eyebrows and beard are gray and messy. I don't know how long he hasn't taken care of them. The cassock is full of patches, which is different from the world of monks who receive bright clothes, apple phones in their left hand and money in their right hand.
"Benefactor, please stay. There is no way to go back to the mountain. Please go back!" Seeing ye Xiong walking towards the back mountain, the sweeping monk said at once.
The back mountain is a big forest. There is a path. I don't know where to go.
Ye ambitious thought. At his age, the old monk should stay in the temple for a long time. Maybe he knows something about zhengqiguo.
"The temple is so noisy that I'm almost deaf. It's still quiet here." Ye Xiong went to the next step and sat down. He casually asked, "master, how old are you?"
"Old monk, there are five out of seventy." The sweeping monk replied.
"Seventy five is still so strong. It's amazing." Ye Xiong thumbed up.
"In the old age of wind erosion, one day's activity will increase one's life. It's just a muddle through life."
"Master, where's your family?" Ye Xiong continued to ask.
"The old monk became a monk at the age of 15. He has stayed here for 60 years and has no family for a long time."
Next, ye Xiong casually chatted with the old monk for a moment. When he saw that the conversation was almost the same, he said, "master, I heard that there were gods in your temple before, didn't there?"
"The gods in this world are just hearsay." Old monk, come back.
"I heard that a famous devout Buddhist disciple cleaned the incense burner one day and saw a little man covered with Buddha light in the incense burner, just like a little fairy. Since then, the Buddhist temple has become more and more famous."
Ye Xiong heard this allusion from Murong Ruyin. It was very popular at that time. Later, it attracted many ancient martial arts and truth cultivation experts. They searched in the temple for a long time, but they didn't find the legendary golden villain.
Ye Xiong guessed that the golden villain should be the embodiment of Zhengqi fruit.
"Benefactor, please don't believe the rumors outside. The old monk has been a monk here for 60 years. He has experienced the reconstruction of the temple. Even the abbot has changed several. He has never heard of any golden villains or immortals." The old monk replied.
"Well, isn't that the golden villain?" Ye Xiong pointed at the old monk's back and suddenly shouted.
The old monk quickly turned around and looked around, but he didn't see anything.
"Since the master has never heard of the golden villain, why are you so nervous when I say the golden villain?" Ye Xiong smiled at the corners of his mouth and looked like a successful conspiracy.
"I was just an instinctive reaction. Why is it strange?" The old monk looks calm.
"Ha ha, I'm kidding. Master, you're busy. I won't bother you."
Ye Xiong left with a smile and turned around for a moment. He flicked a spark on the old monk's ass.
He just wanted to test whether the old monk could master martial arts. If he could master martial arts, Mars would not hurt him.
The next moment, the old monk's ass will burn. He doesn't know it.
Seeing that the fire was about to burn, ye Xiong quickly put the fire away. The fire only burned a small hole in his ass and went out.
"Master offended." Ye Xiong turned and left.
"Benefactor, go slowly."
After leaving the old monk, ye Xiong found several other old monks and asked them by means of inducement and deception. Although those monks had heard of the little golden man, none of them had seen it with their own eyes.
What's more, this is just a deliberate hype by the former Abbot in order to increase his popularity.
After walking around, ye Xiong returned to Yang Xinyi“ Husband, I asked for three talismans. Each of us has one. This is yours. " Yang Xinyi took out the three talismans and found out the one belonging to Ye Xiong: "the master said that this talisman is very spiritual and can ward off evil spirits. I'll take it for you." Ye Xiong is sweating wildly. Both of them are practitioners. She still believes this. If anyone knows, it's strange not to laugh to death. But he couldn't bear to sweep Yang Xinyi's interest, so he had to lower his head and let her take the amulet around her neck“ How much are these three talismans? " Ye Xiong asked casually“ Three hundred thousand, one hundred thousand. " Yang Xinyi returns“ It's better to rob the broken talisman. " Ye Xiong sweated wildly and said, "although our family has money, we can't spend it like this!" The monk is so stupid that ye Xiong is trying to settle accounts with him. Yang Xinyi quickly pulls him“ The old monk who sells Fu said that Fu has five grades, ten yuan, 100 yuan, 1000 yuan, 10000 yuan and 100000 yuan. He chooses whatever I want. I choose the most expensive one myself, and I can't blame others. " Yang Xinyi said“ Wife, how can you say that you are also a dignified President? Why are you so simple? " Ye Xiong was speechless“ The old monk said that recently the temple was going to cast a Buddha statue, but he couldn't raise money. I saw that he said it so sincerely. It should be donated to the temple and the right should be given to extraordinary to accumulate merit. " Yang Xinyi said. She said so. Ye Xiong couldn't say anything. As long as she was happy, money was nothing. Ye Xiong pinched the talisman in his hand, and suddenly he felt a strange feeling, as if there were yuan force fluctuations on it. He quickly folded the amulet from the triangular bag and was ready to take it out“ Husband, the old monk said, "if you fold it, it won't work."“ Don't interrupt, I have my own score. " Ye Xiong folded the talisman. When he saw a Vajra image above, he was shocked. This is actually a Vajra talisman, a defensive talisman used by practitioners“ Husband, what's the matter? " Yang Xinyi asked strangely. Although her realm was higher than that of Ye Xiong, it was brought to her by evil spirits. She was a piece of white paper and didn't understand anything about Fu Li, elixir and alchemy“ Wife, what else did the old monk say? " Asked Ye Xiong. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
Ye Xiong and Yang Xinyi follow the flow of people up the mountain.Meanwhile, ye Xiong has been looking around. The Buddhist temple is built on the middle of the mountain. It has been rebuilt and rebuilt several times in the past millennium. Now it is very luxurious, but it has been stained with a strong commercial atmosphere.Can such a place breed healthy fruits?Ye Xiong really doubted."Husband, let's go up the mountain to ask for a sign and worship?" Yang Xinyi asked."Just like it."Anyway, there's nothing to do. There are so many people now, and the positive results can't appear. We can only do it step by step.The Buddhist temple is very large and crowded. A bunch of incense sold for an amazing 50 yuan and is still in a state of looting.Most of the people who come to worship God are rich ladies. They don't care about these tens of dollars.Ye Xiong wandered around, turned around a few times and said, "wife, go to incense yourself. I'll look around and look for you later.""OK, I'll come to you after asking for God." Yang Xinyi said and left.Ye Xiong turned around and thought that if this went on, there would be no harvest. Now the most important thing is to find someone to find out.He wanted to use his spiritual consciousness to sweep it again, and suddenly remembered the words of evil spirits. If there were positive Qi fruits here, there might also be eminent monks. If the other party's strength was above him, he would be found immediately by using his spiritual consciousness.Turning around, I soon turned to the back mountain and saw an old sweeping monk sweeping the leaves.The floor sweeper should be over 70 years old. His eyebrows and beard are gray and messy. I don't know how long he hasn't taken care of them. The cassock is full of patches, which is different from the world of monks who receive bright clothes, apple phones in their left hand and money in their right hand."Benefactor, please stay. There is no way to go back to the mountain. Please go back!" Seeing ye Xiong walking towards the back mountain, the sweeping monk said at once.The back mountain is a big forest. There is a path. I don't know where to go.Ye ambitious thought. At his age, the old monk should stay in the temple for a long time. Maybe he knows something about zhengqiguo."The temple is so noisy that I'm almost deaf. It's still quiet here." Ye Xiong went to the next step and sat down. He casually asked, "master, how old are you?""Old monk, there are five out of seventy." The sweeping monk replied."Seventy five is still so strong. It's amazing." Ye Xiong thumbed up."In the old age of wind erosion, one day's activity will increase one's life. It's just a muddle through life.""Master, where's your family?" Ye Xiong continued to ask."The old monk became a monk at the age of 15. He has stayed here for 60 years and has no family for a long time."Next, ye Xiong casually chatted with the old monk for a moment. When he saw that the conversation was almost the same, he said, "master, I heard that there were gods in your temple before, didn't there?""The gods in this world are just hearsay." Old monk, come back."I heard that a famous devout Buddhist disciple cleaned the incense burner one day and saw a little man covered with Buddha light in the incense burner, just like a little fairy. Since then, the Buddhist temple has become more and more famous."Ye Xiong heard this allusion from Murong Ruyin. It was very popular at that time. Later, it attracted many ancient martial arts and truth cultivation experts. They searched in the temple for a long time, but they didn't find the legendary golden villain.Ye Xiong guessed that the golden villain should be the embodiment of Zhengqi fruit."Benefactor, please don't believe the rumors outside. The old monk has been a monk here for 60 years. He has experienced the reconstruction of the temple. Even the abbot has changed several. He has never heard of any golden villains or immortals." The old monk replied."Well, isn't that the golden villain?" Ye Xiong pointed at the old monk's back and suddenly shouted.The old monk quickly turned around and looked around, but he didn't see anything."Since the master has never heard of the golden villain, why are you so nervous when I say the golden villain?" Ye Xiong smiled at the corners of his mouth and looked like a successful conspiracy."I was just an instinctive reaction. Why is it strange?" The old monk looks calm."Ha ha, I'm kidding. Master, you're busy. I won't bother you."Ye Xiong left with a smile and turned around for a moment. He flicked a spark on the old monk's ass.He just wanted to test whether the old monk could master martial arts. If he could master martial arts, Mars would not hurt him.The next moment, the old monk's ass will burn. He doesn't know it.Seeing that the fire was about to burn, ye Xiong quickly put the fire away. The fire only burned a small hole in his ass and went out."Master offended." Ye Xiong turned and left."Benefactor, go slowly."After leaving the old monk, ye Xiong found several other old monks and asked them by means of inducement and deception. Although those monks had heard of the little golden man, none of them had seen it with their own eyes.What's more, this is just a deliberate hype by the former Abbot in order to increase his popularity.After walking around, ye Xiong returned to Yang Xinyi Husband, I asked for three talismans. Each of us has one. This is yours. " Yang Xinyi took out the three talismans and found out the one belonging to Ye Xiong: "the master said that this talisman is very spiritual and can ward off evil spirits. I'll take it for you." Ye Xiong is sweating wildly. Both of them are practitioners. She still believes this. If anyone knows, it's strange not to laugh to death. But he couldn't bear to sweep Yang Xinyi's interest, so he had to lower his head and let her take the amulet around her neck How much are these three talismans? " Ye Xiong asked casually Three hundred thousand, one hundred thousand. " Yang Xinyi returns It's better to rob the broken talisman. " Ye Xiong sweated wildly and said, "although our family has money, we can't spend it like this!" The monk is so stupid that ye Xiong is trying to settle accounts with him. Yang Xinyi quickly pulls him The old monk who sells Fu said that Fu has five grades, ten yuan, 100 yuan, 1000 yuan, 10000 yuan and 100000 yuan. He chooses whatever I want. I choose the most expensive one myself, and I can't blame others. " Yang Xinyi said Wife, how can you say that you are also a dignified President? Why are you so simple? " Ye Xiong was speechless The old monk said that recently the temple was going to cast a Buddha statue, but he couldn't raise money. I saw that he said it so sincerely. It should be donated to the temple and the right should be given to extraordinary to accumulate merit. " Yang Xinyi said. She said so. Ye Xiong couldn't say anything. As long as she was happy, money was nothing. Ye Xiong pinched the talisman in his hand, and suddenly he felt a strange feeling, as if there were yuan force fluctuations on it. He quickly folded the amulet from the triangular bag and was ready to take it out Husband, the old monk said, "if you fold it, it won't work." Don't interrupt, I have my own score. " Ye Xiong folded the talisman. When he saw a Vajra image above, he was shocked. This is actually a Vajra talisman, a defensive talisman used by practitioners Husband, what's the matter? " Yang Xinyi asked strangely. Although her realm was higher than that of Ye Xiong, it was brought to her by evil spirits. She was a piece of white paper and didn't understand anything about Fu Li, elixir and alchemy Wife, what else did the old monk say? " Asked Ye Xiong. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
