Chapter 1037
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Perhaps due to the influence of the ubiquitous fog above the sky, the night in Beihai county is darker than that in inland areas.
The sky and moon are covered by the continuous rolling fog. Under the condition of no stars and no moon, the dark night is like a hard iron curtain covering all sides of the city. At the same time, cold and silence become the main melody of this northern world.
After the sun sinks under the sea level, only the lights in Shenji Pavilion Inn can represent some popularity.
After the riots a few days ago, both the monks and the native Beihai people in CHENXIAN city were still afraid of the night. Therefore, before the night was deep, there were no people on the main roads in the city. However, the Shenji pavilion was still very busy. A large number of monks gathered in the hall to exchange and wait for each other.
In the huge Hall of Shenji Pavilion, it can be said that there were no empty seats. One of the inland friars in various robes and clothes focused on a dark room selling news in the corner, waiting for the door of the room to open.
"The day and night were reversed a few days ago, and the terrible scene of the storm is still fresh in my mind. In order to understand the situation and gain the first-hand advantage, a large force launched a fund-raising campaign to buy news from Shenji Pavilion. We paid some money more or less. Dare you ask Taoist brothers, how much did it take?"
At the corner of the hall of Shenji Pavilion, a young friar with rich clothes and a big stomach was beside the middle-aged monk who opened the conversation. After hearing the words, a careless smile appeared on his round face. He stretched out his glittering fingers and said at will:
"it's not many, it's only ten thousand cents."
As soon as this was said, the friars in one corner of the hall unconsciously and violently breathed, and then immediately some friars came forward to pour tea and began to flatter and praise:
"it turns out that the God of wealth has arrived. We didn't know Taishan before. If there is any neglect, don't blame Taoist friends."
"It doesn't matter. In fact, I didn't give a lot of money this time. It's mainly because it's not good to take the lead of the rest of the big doors."
The young fat monk waved his hand carelessly and leaned back. The chair under him made an unbearable squeak. Then he stretched out his hand to support the table in front of him, and continued to speak loudly:
"after all, in addition to money, we are not as powerful as those who have great monks."
As soon as the word "Gung Jin Zong" was written, the eyebrows of the rest of the monks beside the young fat monk jumped wildly. Then these people looked at the eyes of the front, and suddenly became very strange, as if they were looking at a pile of precious coins.
The three words "gunjin Zong" are like thunder in the ears of the monks in the land of taixuan. It is not because of the strength of the sect, but because of its wealth.
On the other hand, the disciples of the rolling gold sect all adhere to a principle of dealing with affairs, that is, things that can be solved with money will never be solved by other methods.
In other words, the disciples of the rolling gold sect are too generous to imagine!
In the land of taixuan, countless friars compete for opportunities, just like a hundred boats competing for the current. If you are not careful, you will end up with all the gods and spirits. In the course of practicing, you can't do without any money partners. This disciple of the rolling immortal sect is called a loose money boy, so it is very popular in the land of taixuan.
When the young nuns kneaded their legs, the rest of the nuns tried to squeeze their legs, and some of them even kneaded their legs.
However, the young monk, as a disciple of the rolling gold sect, was familiar with this scene. He was also very skillful in handling the scene. He reached out his big fat hand and touched his pocket. All of a sudden, a pile of colorful coins were caught.
The eyes of the monks suddenly brightened and looked at the young monks of the rolling gold sect. They flattered more. Then the fat friars laughed and threw the coins forward. As if they had eyes, they flew to the monks around them. Even the nuns who just showed their faces had a share.
Then the fat monk raised his hand and tapped his finger, and all the coins fell together. At the same time, the young voice of the former came out:
"I want to sit quietly and wait for the news. Please don't bother me."
"It's natural. We'll leave now. We won't disturb childe's purity."
Around a large number of friars reached out to take the falling coins in front of them, carefully put them into their pockets, and then left with their mouths full of joy.
After a while, the corner where the crowd dispersed became extremely quiet. Then the young monk's round face, which seemed harmless to humans and animals, gradually became solemn and dignified. He also took a sharp look in his eyes. Then he reached for the tea on the table in front of him and sipped it. After taking a sip, the rest of the corner of his eye just glanced at the table at the back, and there were three shadows He sat still and did not leave.
A little doubt appeared in the eyes of the fat monk gunjin Zong. Then he stood up directly, moved his very strong legs and walked hard towards the three figures. When the fat body of the former came to the table, he sat down on his buttocks and asked"How many cents do you need?"
After finishing the speech, the fat friar took out the immortal coins from his pocket, but a steady sound in front of him stopped his action:
"no need. You want to spend money to buy clean. I don't want to talk. It has no effect on you and does not conflict with your demands."
"It's interesting. It's the first time I've ever met someone who doesn't want to give a cent coin."
A playful smile appeared on the rolling young monk's round face. Then he took out his hand from his pocket and placed a handful of immortal coins on the table in front of him. His voice continued to ring:
"I believe that there is no one who doesn't accept money. The only difference is the amount of immortal coins. There are thousands of immortal coins here With this money, you can hire a master monk for seven days. "
When the young monk of the rolling gold sect finished speaking, the three figures in front of him did not move, and even his eyes did not change. Then the fat and rolling monk did not give up, he directly rolled down a Dao ring from his finger, put it on the table in front of him, and continued to say:
"the number of immortal coins in this Taoist ring is 10 million, which can directly make a palm grow The great master who destroyed the territory worked for you. The world knows that the money sent out by the disciples of the rolling gold sect will never be taken back. Do you want to take it or not? "
The words of the fat friar of gunjin sect were very loud. With his solemn face, it even gave people a sense of dignity. However, the three figures in black robes before his face still had no waves, and even their eyes did not change.
Then the young fat monk's round face became more and more dignified. His eyes were fixed on his front and he said slowly:
"you are qualified to know my childe's name. My name is Jin Yuanbao."
After he finished speaking, the young monk named Jin Yuanbao directly stretched out his right hand to take back the ring on the table and put it back in his hand at a speed that was hard to catch. He got up and left without hesitation, leaving only a faint voice around the ears of the first people at night:
"the master has told me that he can't be friends with people who are not interested in money. Goodbye!"
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Perhaps due to the influence of the ubiquitous fog above the sky, the night in Beihai county is darker than that in inland areas.
The sky and moon are covered by the continuous rolling fog. Under the condition of no stars and no moon, the dark night is like a hard iron curtain covering all sides of the city. At the same time, cold and silence become the main melody of this northern world.
After the sun sinks under the sea level, only the lights in Shenji Pavilion Inn can represent some popularity.
After the riots a few days ago, both the monks and the native Beihai people in CHENXIAN city were still afraid of the night. Therefore, before the night was deep, there were no people on the main roads in the city. However, the Shenji pavilion was still very busy. A large number of monks gathered in the hall to exchange and wait for each other.
In the huge Hall of Shenji Pavilion, it can be said that there were no empty seats. One of the inland friars in various robes and clothes focused on a dark room selling news in the corner, waiting for the door of the room to open.
"The day and night were reversed a few days ago, and the terrible scene of the storm is still fresh in my mind. In order to understand the situation and gain the first-hand advantage, a large force launched a fund-raising campaign to buy news from Shenji Pavilion. We paid some money more or less. Dare you ask Taoist brothers, how much did it take?"
At the corner of the hall of Shenji Pavilion, a young friar with rich clothes and a big stomach was beside the middle-aged monk who opened the conversation. After hearing the words, a careless smile appeared on his round face. He stretched out his glittering fingers and said at will:
"it's not many, it's only ten thousand cents."
As soon as this was said, the friars in one corner of the hall unconsciously and violently breathed, and then immediately some friars came forward to pour tea and began to flatter and praise:
"it turns out that the God of wealth has arrived. We didn't know Taishan before. If there is any neglect, don't blame Taoist friends."
"It doesn't matter. In fact, I didn't give a lot of money this time. It's mainly because it's not good to take the lead of the rest of the big doors."
The young fat monk waved his hand carelessly and leaned back. The chair under him made an unbearable squeak. Then he stretched out his hand to support the table in front of him, and continued to speak loudly:
"after all, in addition to money, we are not as powerful as those who have great monks."
As soon as the word "Gung Jin Zong" was written, the eyebrows of the rest of the monks beside the young fat monk jumped wildly. Then these people looked at the eyes of the front, and suddenly became very strange, as if they were looking at a pile of precious coins.
The three words "gunjin Zong" are like thunder in the ears of the monks in the land of taixuan. It is not because of the strength of the sect, but because of its wealth.
On the other hand, the disciples of the rolling gold sect all adhere to a principle of dealing with affairs, that is, things that can be solved with money will never be solved by other methods.
In other words, the disciples of the rolling gold sect are too generous to imagine!
In the land of taixuan, countless friars compete for opportunities, just like a hundred boats competing for the current. If you are not careful, you will end up with all the gods and spirits. In the course of practicing, you can't do without any money partners. This disciple of the rolling immortal sect is called a loose money boy, so it is very popular in the land of taixuan.
When the young nuns kneaded their legs, the rest of the nuns tried to squeeze their legs, and some of them even kneaded their legs.
However, the young monk, as a disciple of the rolling gold sect, was familiar with this scene. He was also very skillful in handling the scene. He reached out his big fat hand and touched his pocket. All of a sudden, a pile of colorful coins were caught.
The eyes of the monks suddenly brightened and looked at the young monks of the rolling gold sect. They flattered more. Then the fat friars laughed and threw the coins forward. As if they had eyes, they flew to the monks around them. Even the nuns who just showed their faces had a share.
Then the fat monk raised his hand and tapped his finger, and all the coins fell together. At the same time, the young voice of the former came out:
"I want to sit quietly and wait for the news. Please don't bother me."
"It's natural. We'll leave now. We won't disturb childe's purity."
Around a large number of friars reached out to take the falling coins in front of them, carefully put them into their pockets, and then left with their mouths full of joy.
After a while, the corner where the crowd dispersed became extremely quiet. Then the young monk's round face, which seemed harmless to humans and animals, gradually became solemn and dignified. He also took a sharp look in his eyes. Then he reached for the tea on the table in front of him and sipped it. After taking a sip, the rest of the corner of his eye just glanced at the table at the back, and there were three shadows He sat still and did not leave.
A little doubt appeared in the eyes of the fat monk gunjin Zong. Then he stood up directly, moved his very strong legs and walked hard towards the three figures. When the fat body of the former came to the table, he sat down on his buttocks and asked"How many cents do you need?"
After finishing the speech, the fat friar took out the immortal coins from his pocket, but a steady sound in front of him stopped his action:
"no need. You want to spend money to buy clean. I don't want to talk. It has no effect on you and does not conflict with your demands."
"It's interesting. It's the first time I've ever met someone who doesn't want to give a cent coin."
A playful smile appeared on the rolling young monk's round face. Then he took out his hand from his pocket and placed a handful of immortal coins on the table in front of him. His voice continued to ring:
"I believe that there is no one who doesn't accept money. The only difference is the amount of immortal coins. There are thousands of immortal coins here With this money, you can hire a master monk for seven days. "
When the young monk of the rolling gold sect finished speaking, the three figures in front of him did not move, and even his eyes did not change. Then the fat and rolling monk did not give up, he directly rolled down a Dao ring from his finger, put it on the table in front of him, and continued to say:
"the number of immortal coins in this Taoist ring is 10 million, which can directly make a palm grow The great master who destroyed the territory worked for you. The world knows that the money sent out by the disciples of the rolling gold sect will never be taken back. Do you want to take it or not? "
The words of the fat friar of gunjin sect were very loud. With his solemn face, it even gave people a sense of dignity. However, the three figures in black robes before his face still had no waves, and even their eyes did not change.
Then the young fat monk's round face became more and more dignified. His eyes were fixed on his front and he said slowly:
"you are qualified to know my childe's name. My name is Jin Yuanbao."
After he finished speaking, the young monk named Jin Yuanbao directly stretched out his right hand to take back the ring on the table and put it back in his hand at a speed that was hard to catch. He got up and left without hesitation, leaving only a faint voice around the ears of the first people at night:
"the master has told me that he can't be friends with people who are not interested in money. Goodbye!"
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Perhaps due to the influence of the ubiquitous fog above the sky, the night in Beihai county is darker than that in inland areas. The sky and moon are covered by the continuous rolling fog. Under the condition of no stars and no moon, the dark night is like a hard iron curtain covering all sides of the city. At the same time, cold and silence become the main melody of this northern world. After the sun sinks under the sea level, only the lights in Shenji Pavilion Inn can represent some popularity. After the riots a few days ago, both the monks and the native Beihai people in CHENXIAN city were still afraid of the night. Therefore, before the night was deep, there were no people on the main roads in the city. However, the Shenji pavilion was still very busy. A large number of monks gathered in the hall to exchange and wait for each other. In the huge Hall of Shenji Pavilion, it can be said that there were no empty seats. One of the inland friars in various robes and clothes focused on a dark room selling news in the corner, waiting for the door of the room to open. "The day and night were reversed a few days ago, and the terrible scene of the storm is still fresh in my mind. In order to understand the situation and gain the first-hand advantage, a large force launched a fund-raising campaign to buy news from Shenji Pavilion. We paid some money more or less. Dare you ask Taoist brothers, how much did it take?" At the corner of the hall of Shenji Pavilion, a young friar with rich clothes and a big stomach was beside the middle-aged monk who opened the conversation. After hearing the words, a careless smile appeared on his round face. He stretched out his glittering fingers and said at will: "it's not many, it's only ten thousand cents." As soon as this was said, the friars in one corner of the hall unconsciously and violently breathed, and then immediately some friars came forward to pour tea and began to flatter and praise: "it turns out that the God of wealth has arrived. We didn't know Taishan before. If there is any neglect, don't blame Taoist friends." "It doesn't matter. In fact, I didn't give a lot of money this time. It's mainly because it's not good to take the lead of the rest of the big doors." The young fat monk waved his hand carelessly and leaned back. The chair under him made an unbearable squeak. Then he stretched out his hand to support the table in front of him, and continued to speak loudly: "after all, in addition to money, we are not as powerful as those who have great monks." As soon as the word "Gung Jin Zong" was written, the eyebrows of the rest of the monks beside the young fat monk jumped wildly. Then these people looked at the eyes of the front, and suddenly became very strange, as if they were looking at a pile of precious coins. The three words "gunjin Zong" are like thunder in the ears of the monks in the land of taixuan. It is not because of the strength of the sect, but because of its wealth. On the other hand, the disciples of the rolling gold sect all adhere to a principle of dealing with affairs, that is, things that can be solved with money will never be solved by other methods. In other words, the disciples of the rolling gold sect are too generous to imagine! In the land of taixuan, countless friars compete for opportunities, just like a hundred boats competing for the current. If you are not careful, you will end up with all the gods and spirits. In the course of practicing, you can't do without any money partners. This disciple of the rolling immortal sect is called a loose money boy, so it is very popular in the land of taixuan. When the young nuns kneaded their legs, the rest of the nuns tried to squeeze their legs, and some of them even kneaded their legs. However, the young monk, as a disciple of the rolling gold sect, was familiar with this scene. He was also very skillful in handling the scene. He reached out his big fat hand and touched his pocket. All of a sudden, a pile of colorful coins were caught. The eyes of the monks suddenly brightened and looked at the young monks of the rolling gold sect. They flattered more. Then the fat friars laughed and threw the coins forward. As if they had eyes, they flew to the monks around them. Even the nuns who just showed their faces had a share. Then the fat monk raised his hand and tapped his finger, and all the coins fell together. At the same time, the young voice of the former came out: "I want to sit quietly and wait for the news. Please don't bother me." "It's natural. We'll leave now. We won't disturb childe's purity." Around a large number of friars reached out to take the falling coins in front of them, carefully put them into their pockets, and then left with their mouths full of joy. After a while, the corner where the crowd dispersed became extremely quiet. Then the young monk's round face, which seemed harmless to humans and animals, gradually became solemn and dignified. He also took a sharp look in his eyes. Then he reached for the tea on the table in front of him and sipped it. After taking a sip, the rest of the corner of his eye just glanced at the table at the back, and there were three shadows He sat still and did not leave. A little doubt appeared in the eyes of the fat monk gunjin Zong. Then he stood up directly, moved his very strong legs and walked hard towards the three figures. When the fat body of the former came to the table, he sat down on his buttocks and asked"How many cents do you need?" After finishing the speech, the fat friar took out the immortal coins from his pocket, but a steady sound in front of him stopped his action: "no need. You want to spend money to buy clean. I don't want to talk. It has no effect on you and does not conflict with your demands." "It's interesting. It's the first time I've ever met someone who doesn't want to give a cent coin." A playful smile appeared on the rolling young monk's round face. Then he took out his hand from his pocket and placed a handful of immortal coins on the table in front of him. His voice continued to ring: "I believe that there is no one who doesn't accept money. The only difference is the amount of immortal coins. There are thousands of immortal coins here With this money, you can hire a master monk for seven days. " When the young monk of the rolling gold sect finished speaking, the three figures in front of him did not move, and even his eyes did not change. Then the fat and rolling monk did not give up, he directly rolled down a Dao ring from his finger, put it on the table in front of him, and continued to say: "the number of immortal coins in this Taoist ring is 10 million, which can directly make a palm grow The great master who destroyed the territory worked for you. The world knows that the money sent out by the disciples of the rolling gold sect will never be taken back. Do you want to take it or not? " The words of the fat friar of gunjin sect were very loud. With his solemn face, it even gave people a sense of dignity. However, the three figures in black robes before his face still had no waves, and even their eyes did not change. Then the young fat monk's round face became more and more dignified. His eyes were fixed on his front and he said slowly: "you are qualified to know my childe's name. My name is Jin Yuanbao." After he finished speaking, the young monk named Jin Yuanbao directly stretched out his right hand to take back the ring on the table and put it back in his hand at a speed that was hard to catch. He got up and left without hesitation, leaving only a faint voice around the ears of the first people at night: "the master has told me that he can't be friends with people who are not interested in money. Goodbye!" www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
