I survived 999 catastrophes

Chapter 69 Reclining Foshan Reclining Buddha Temple

There is not much vegetation on Reclining Buddha Mountain. Outside the temple, there are only two big ginkgo trees with lush branches and leaves, which shade ordinary people from the sun.

The ginkgo tree is next to the apricot-yellow courtyard wall, and you can see the blue-gray tiles stacked together. Under the slightly extended eaves, you can occasionally see some spider webs, entangled with shriveled insects.

At this moment, Hetu and Qingming were standing under the courtyard wall, listening to the two brothers named Liu Chan and Yang Wei talking about the situation here in one sentence.

"...This layman Wan Ling lives in the Temple of the Reclining Buddha. Usually there is only an old monk who takes care of it. The door of the temple is just open. Those who want to enter are open at two hours every day, but no matter what they are asking for, Whatever you ask, you have to exchange things with Layman Wan Ling first, by the way, doesn’t Daoist Jin Ming know about Layman Wan Ling?”

Yang Wei stood beside the river map, looking at the river map in his heart, a little bit drummed.

Previously, Hetu gave them a Ding'er Pill, saying that they would only open it if they were destined to go far away.

Later, the two of them encountered a catastrophe and the package was lost. Needless to say, the Ding Er Pill was definitely gone as well.

At that time, Yang Wei was still annoyed, and felt that it was a pity to waste a fairy fate, but then he heard some rumors about [the head of the Qi training period], [there are only two people in Taiqiongmen], etc. after.

Now that he met Hetu and Qingming again, looking at Hetu again, he no longer looked like a fairy before, but looked like an ordinary Qi training monk who could no longer be ordinary.

Yang Wei murmured in his heart, could it be that there was no Ding'er Dan last time?

Coupled with Hetu's questions to Wanling layman, Yang Wei believed in his inner judgment even more.

However, his senior brother Liu Chan is relatively naive, and he still believes in Hetu's "giving medicine" until now. After Yang Wei asked, Liu Chan patted Yang Wei on the shoulder and scolded:

"Junior brother, you don't know about that. How could Daoist Jin Ming not know about Layman Wanling? I just asked you how Layman Wanling is doing recently. Why are you talking so much?"

"Senior brother, you know people, you don't know your face, you don't know your heart. Some people are real people in front of them, but they may be greedy for your dry food..."

Yang Wei muttered in a low voice, not very loudly, but Hetu and Qingming could definitely be heard.

Liu Chan frowned at that time, and said patiently:

"Junior brother, don't you listen to those ignorant rumors. No one else has seen it, have I not seen it? The thunderstorm that day at Taiqiongmen, you have forgotten? Jin Ming is definitely a capable person!"

Of course, Liu Chan had also heard about the evaluation of Taiqiongmen by those outer disciples, but he still believed in his eyes. Seeing Hetu that day was like seeing a living immortal, not to mention the thunderstorm on Cangshan Mountain. The next day, the picture wandered around the foot of Cangshan Mountain like a normal person.

He and his younger brother Yang Wei were so frightened that the shit was gone, the real Jin Ming has nothing to do with him yet!
Looking at the mood of the two of them, Hetu knew what they were probably thinking, so he smiled and said nothing.

But he saw a monk in the foundation building stage beside him, who was an inner disciple of Shushan Xiaoyao Palace. He just heard He Tu and the others talking, and then he came over, looked at He Tu carefully and asked:

"May I ask if you are from the Taiqiong Sect of Cangshan Mountain?"

He Tu nodded:

"Exactly."

"I didn't expect to meet the head of Taiqiong Menzhen here!"

The man's expression became agitated all of a sudden, and he bowed to the river map. The movement here naturally attracted the attention of other Shushan Xiaoyao Palace disciples. When they came to ask, some people began to yell:
"Is it the head Zhen who broke the three rounds of the Three Immortals?!"

"I heard that another female disciple of the Taiqiong Sect has learned all the immortal arts at the Nine Immortals Sect in just over a month!"

"More than a month? Really or not!"

"it is true!"

More and more people were attracted here, some knew about the Nine Immortals Gate, and some didn't know about it.

But there are still people who know a lot about the Three Immortals and Three Rounds. It is already a big deal to break the Three Immortals and Three Rounds. Less shocking.

The outer disciples and monks were chattering, even if Hetu wanted to calm them down, he couldn't do it.

Brothers Yang Wei and Liu Chan were crowded around. They were monks, and they all wanted to get in front of Hetu to soak up the spirit of immortality.
However, there was a lot of noise outside, but they heard a scream from inside the temple, and someone flew out from inside and fell heavily to the ground.

"My lord! My lord!"

Immediately afterwards, several people ran out from the inside, and they all shouted nervously, but the person who flew out had already died.

"What a ignorant and fearless mortal."

Seeing the scene in front of him, an outer disciple sighed and shook his head.

Others also seemed to be eccentric. As for those monks, they didn't care about the life and death of mortals, let alone say anything.

The body was quickly carried away, and the chaos only lasted for that moment. In fact, it did not affect too many people. Everyone's attention was still on He Tu, who had defeated the Three Immortals and Three Games.

Hetu wanted to come here to ask Layman Wan Ling about his master's situation, so of course he had to be able to break the situation and get in. Now that someone was beaten out and killed, of course he had to ask.

He Tu looked at Liu Chan, whom he knew, and asked:

"Fellow Taoist, why is this? Didn't you say that this Wanling layman would allow it whenever someone asked? Why did he go in vertically and come out horizontally?"

"Sect Leader Zhen doesn't know something. From the perspective of Sect Leader Zhen, what do you think is the most important thing?"

Liu Chan quickly said respectfully:

"Isn't it fate!"

When He Tu heard it, he understood.

In this world, there may be people who are not afraid of death and don't care about their lives, just like in the Neon Blood comics: "People who want to protect even if they risk their lives!"

But after all, that is a minority among the minority, and most people still cherish their lives.

Among them are those monks.

What are you talking about pursuing the way of heaven, and what is the purpose of pursuing the way of heaven?For the sake of heaven forever!
For immortality, coexistence with heaven and earth.

Not to mention ordinary people, people are afraid of death.

What is the most precious thing?That is life!
Most of the people who came to Layman Wan Ling and traded it on the table were their own lives!

Entering this temple is to die.

He Tu came to think about it, is this Wanling layman not afraid of divine punishment?
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(Ghost! Hand in! The new book written by "Infinite Streaming Reincarnation Game" [I am also very desperate], uh, the name is a bit similar to another one, but the other one has to be cut because of poor grades. It’s a sin. This book has carried the banner of this kind of subject, I hope it can work hard.)
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