Wanjie Invitation

Chapter 382 A host's self-cultivation
"Then I will trouble Master." With Fa Hai's assurance, Li Gongfu also heaved a sigh of relief.

After all, this Fa Hai is a bit weird, but in the conversation just now, he also learned a lot about the situation in the Ten Thousand Realms Space.

Although his strength is at the bottom of the list, according to Fa Hai, the plane of their world is not bad.

Coupled with the help of Wanjie Space, it will be easy to go to Buddhism to become an arhat in the future.

Bah, I don't want to be an Arhat, Li Gongfu muttered to himself, if I become an Arhat, what will my wife do?
I want to become a fairy, and I will become a fairy with my wife and Hanwen in the future.

So the first step to becoming an immortal is to start with the Nine Suns Divine Art.

Now he can't wait to take advantage of the time after eating to practice Jiuyang Divine Art well.

Although he is a bit older, Fa Hai said, remember to exchange for a marrow washing pill, take drugs hard, and train your muscles and bones, so that you can experience the feeling of being cheated.

"Then the poor monk will leave!!!"

Fa Hai, who never expected the world, sighed after he went out.

There are some things that he didn't do on purpose. Before coming here, the world lord explained that he should not do things for Li Gongfu in this world, otherwise he would never let him go.

Although Fa Hai didn't say anything, he still felt unconvinced. As an exorcist, he also has a diploma.

Although in his world, he has always wanted to subdue Bai Suzhen, the reason why he has not succeeded is that Xu Xian in their world is really too unscrupulous.

Fortunately, this is a serious world.

At that time, Fahai was thinking, what is so good about Li Gongfu, isn't he just a mere mortal?
After seeing Li Gongfu, Fahai looked down on him even more. He is old, has no adventures, and his personality is not very smooth. This is an ordinary person, okay?
After a meal, Fa Hai made a side note, and found that he admired him a little bit from the bottom of his heart.

This kind of appreciation is still higher than many people in the space.

He values ​​love and righteousness, is fairly upright, and has a good temper, but he is not very capable, and he still wants to benefit the people of one side.

Therefore, during the conversation, he also intentionally or unintentionally suggested that some things could be exchanged, which can be regarded as saving Li Gongfu from taking some detours.

The most important thing is that the world lord likes this person, so why should I make myself uncomfortable, I might as well sell one, maybe he will turn over one day.

Thinking of this, I never expected that the eyes of Fahai in the world narrowed slightly. This world is very nice and serious. The goblins and poor monks are here, let's see how I accept you.

"I'll kill you, you cockroach demon..."

"boom!!!"

Near a shop where a butcher was preparing to kill a donkey, the Zen staff hit a millstone, and the millstone suddenly fell apart, scaring the butcher so much that he threw away his butcher knife.

"I'll kill you grasshopper..."

The callused fist hit the wall of the brothel, and one wall collapsed immediately, and the spring was so bright that it was hard to hide her shame.

"Where is the bald donkey? It's okay, why did you hit my wall?" A young man pointed at Fahai with his pants up and cursed.

Never expected that Fa Hai in the world had a righteous face, and looked at the young man with contempt: "Benefactor, you actually proclaimed prostitution all day long, and you even hooked the grasshopper. Fortunately, I saved your life in time. You don't have to." Thank you, I never leave my name when I do good deeds, and I don’t tell ordinary people that I am Fahai from Jinshan Temple.”

Looking at Fa Hai who left in a valiant manner, the young man gritted his teeth and looked at Fa Hai's back: "Fa Hai of Jinshan Temple, young master, remember, my uncle is coming to the prefect of Suzhou, just wait and see."

The young man who had finished speaking harsh words suddenly felt that there was no sound for a while, and everyone on the street looked at him mockingly, and quickly wrapped his body in a quilt, and walked from the door to the lobby of the brothel.

Although there were many people in the hall, everyone came here for the same purpose. This place is different. Without the wall, he became a showpiece, and he was still the one who had no money.

Seeing the sneering looks of the old men, and the reddened faces of the little girls, but there was a gap in the fingertips.

The young woman snorted coldly, drink, man!

Humph, woman! !
Not to mention that it never occurred to Fahai of the world to subdue all kinds of demons along the way. At this time, in Jinshan Temple, an old monk with a white beard who was meditating did not know why, but felt a strong uneasiness in his heart.

The old monk was wearing an ordinary gray robe and a pair of straw sandals with patches, giving people a simple feeling.

He sat beside the stream, playing wooden fish rhythmically, there was only an ordinary desk in the room, and the futon under his butt that had been made for an unknown number of years, the color was old, but it was very clean.

A small piece of sandalwood was lit on the table, and the green smoke surrounded by sandalwood rose slowly, like a dream.

Just like the Zen saying of Buddhism, like dew is like electricity, it should be viewed as it is.

I don't know whether it is the worthy of the sandalwood that makes the eminent monk, or the practice of the eminent monk makes the Zen incense.

No, the old monk frowned. Ever since he succeeded in cultivation, his mind has always been calm, but he doesn't know why he was upset this time.

"Could it be that something bad happened that made me feel this way."

The old monk stood up slowly, walked out of the window, opened the window, saw what happened outside the window, and frowned even deeper.

Because he is the abbot of Jinshan Temple, the meditation room he lives in is higher than others, and this is also the quietest place in Jinshan Temple.

Standing in front of the window, one can overlook most of the scenery of Jinshan Temple. A group of pilgrims are crowded outside, and the young monks and welcoming monks of Jinshan Temple are working hard to maintain order.

But there were too many pilgrims outside, and a steady stream of monks ran towards the gate of Jinshan Temple.

"Yixiu, what happened outside, why is it so noisy." The old monk couldn't help calling the young monk who was on duty outside the door and asked.

Hearing the host calling him, the young monk outside the door rushed in: "Tell the host master, the group of people outside the door are not pilgrims, but some people who came to ask for an explanation."

The old monk was taken aback when he heard it, and then asked suspiciously: "I want to explain, what kind of explanation do I want?"

Hearing the presiding master's question, the young monk's eyes suddenly revealed an expression of admiration.

The host is the host, and it really is not ordinary, it has caused the outsiders to be like that.

Beating mosquitoes is said to be killing mosquito demons, smashing antiques worth thousands of taels of silver that were stolen by others.

Pig butcher, you smashed up other people's shops, saying that there is a thousand-year-old flea inside, and you must prevent future troubles.

There is another one that is even worse, the son is beating Lao Tzu, you directly broke the hands of the son, saying that he is possessed by an evil spirit, if you don't break the hands, it will endanger the common people, and people will suffer in the future.

Now you are still pretending to be nonchalant, maybe this is the self-cultivation of a host.

(End of this chapter)