Leisurely tax collector

Chapter 289 Public Manifestation
At this time, Wang Yi saw that on the WeChat of the large mobile phone card operated by the avatar, roommates He Fan and Zheng Rong sent surprised WeChat messages one after another.

They must be very puzzled, right?
Unfortunately I can't take it now.

A few minutes later, Zheng Rong took the lead and called.

Wang Yi's incarnation didn't answer.

Then, He Fan also called.

Wang Yi's incarnation still didn't answer.

Then, the phone went silent.

"They're probably angry, thinking that I won't talk to them after I become famous." Wang Yi thought to himself, but it's not easy to make a phone call.

Fortunately, half an hour later, Liu Zhongnan came to WeChat, saying that He Fan and Zheng Rong had contacted him successively, complaining that he did not answer the phone, but Liu Zhongnan helped explain, saying that he should have entered the Buddhist scriptures Pavilion and was arrested by Shaolin Temple. The mobile phone was put away, but I couldn't contact him, so I left the customs later and sent a message to the two of them.

Absolutely.The best friend of the university, how can I not reply.

Wang Yi can imagine the mood of the two game lovers He Fan and Zheng Rong at the moment, and they must be bragging about themselves and those game friends.

Just blow it up, it's true!

It's just... Originally, I didn't want to be a celebrity, but I didn't expect to break into the [-] Bronze Man Formation this time, but forgot to tell my relatives and friends, and ended up creating such a huge promotional activity, becoming famous overnight.

In the days to come, I'm afraid it won't be easy
Forget it, let everything take its course!
On the night of the third day after the retreat, when the night fell on Shaolin Temple, the lights in the Sutra Pavilion were on for two hours, all the tourists had left, and all the Shaolin disciples had finished their evening classes and had been silently studying Buddhist scriptures and some Wang Yi, who wrote the martial arts secret book, suddenly became dazed, and then his dignified expression became relieved and relaxed, and then he straightened his waist and laughed loudly.

Laughter is full of joy, joy, and a kind of breakthrough.

Wang Yi believed that this kind of laughter was enough to startle all the monks in Shaolin Temple who were paying attention to the Sutra-Keeping Pavilion.

After laughing out loud for nearly a minute, Wang Yi's thoughts moved slightly, and the avatar who was originally staying in Fengdan Garden in Ting City put down the large mobile phone in his hand, teleported to merge with Wang Yi's deity, and then bit by bit, from The body of his pen was slowly separated.

Just when the avatar was separated, the entire Sutra Pavilion that was lit up suddenly became brightly lit, and the lying giant Buddha shone with a faint light, and then automatically uttered a deep Buddha's name .

Wang Yi Neng realized that it was his incarnation energy that aroused a certain kind of aura in the giant reclining Buddha, thus resounding the deep Buddha's name.

Energy, it always resonates.

He was not worried, and deliberately delayed for a few more minutes, guessing that the monks of Shaolin Temple should have heard the news and rushed to watch the excitement, so he directed the avatar to pass through the locked door of the Sutra Pavilion.

Sure enough, outside the Sutra Pavilion at this moment, people with monk uniforms of different colors have been rushing over in surprise, and there are at least a dozen people by visual inspection.

enough!
Wang Yi's incarnation smiled slightly at a yellow-clothed monk waiting outside the door, and politely clasped his hands together.

The yellow-clothed monk was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at the locked door of the Sutra Pavilion suspiciously.

The door was locked from the outside, so how did Wang Yi get out?

Wang Yi was amused, and deliberately let the avatar gradually fade into the air under the suspicious eyes of this monk and other monks present.

The monk in yellow suddenly widened his eyes.

Not only him, but all the monks who were rushing to the Sutra Pavilion, their eyes widened in shock at this moment, and some of the younger ones couldn't hold their breath, and shouted: "Benefactor Wang!"

"Quick, open the door!"

"Yes, hurry up and open the Sutra Pavilion!"

In fact, without the urging of these colleagues, the monk in yellow had already stepped forward and quickly unlocked it.

When he nervously unlocked the door, he saw two identical figures facing away from the door, clasping their hands together in front of the reclining Buddha.

"Who is here?" The yellow-clothed monk was startled, raised his palm and shouted loudly.

"Master, don't worry, it's me!" Wang Yi waited for this sentence, turned around with the avatar with a smile, and faced the monks outside the door.

Those two identical faces immediately made everyone prepare to rush forward. The monks who took down the avatar were slightly startled, then wiped their eyes, wiped again, and then looked at each other: "This, what's going on?",

"Why are they exactly the same?"

"I clearly saw that Wang Yi just disappeared! Disappeared from the sky!"

Just as these junior monks were whispering in doubt, Master Shi and the first eminent monks of Bodhidharma, Prajna, and Arhat Halls, including Master Xiong, arrived one after another.

Seeing the exact same Wang Yi, these eminent monks opened their mouths in shock.

"Amitabha," the abbot Shi recited the Buddha's name loudly, and stepped forward in shock: "Benefactor Wang, you are..."

Wang Yichao put his palms together sincerely: "I would like to thank all the eminent monks of Shaolin Temple for their kindness, allowing me to study your temple's unique skills here, and now I finally understand supernatural powers."

He then signaled Wang Yi's avatar to demonstrate the movements of passing through walls, hiding, walking, and punching in front of the monks. After all the eminent monks were moved, he took the avatar and said with a smile: "I have studied the Prajna Sutra in your temple. He Xin Yi Qi Shen Gong, if you realize something, your mind will condense this kind of dharma body. Therefore, although I, Wang Yi, am not a Shaolin disciple, I will have an incense with your temple from now on!"

He deliberately made a listening gesture again, but in fact, he asked the avatar to quickly hold the large mobile phone, hide in the door of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, log in to the happy town, click on the hospital, and lightly tap on the soft light dot that has absorbed enough thoughts. one click.

So, he was satisfied to see that all the monks present, who were within the influence range of the green crystal, all shook in surprise.

Even the presiding officer Shi with a firm mind of Zen, the heads of each courtyard, and Master Xiong who has been staying here all the time are no exception.

When all the eminent monks looked shocked, they looked at him one after another. There was a bit of envy in their usually deep eyes. Wang Yi smiled and bowed to everyone: "I think all the eminent monks have already felt it? A heart! Thank you again for your understanding and support! Now..."

He looked into the distance, with nostalgia on his face: "I have been away from home for a long time, and I am quite homesick. Tonight, I will disturb you one more night to consolidate what I have learned, and I should go back tomorrow!"

Only then did he succeed in using someone else's name to publicize his avatar, Wang Yi secretly thought that he couldn't just walk away, that would be too unkind, first use the ancient sacred relic green crystal to treat the eminent monks' illnesses, and then live in peace for a while. It's late, and it's logical to go back again.

As for whether the eminent monks will come to disturb me...?
Didn't I say in advance that I need to stabilize my enlightenment?

^
For the incarnation outside the body that was exactly the same as Wang Yi Neng, Shi Zhizhang and other Shaolin eminent monks were naturally shocked.

Therefore, as Wang Yi said, if he wanted to stay in the temple for one night and then go down the mountain the next morning, all eminent monks were also welcome.

Anyway, this avatar exists now, not a special effect, but a real fleshy stuff that everyone can touch, which prevents Wang Yi from pretending to be a ghost.

(End of this chapter)