I'm Really Not A Hidden World Expert

"The genius doctor is really Xinglin Chunnuan, with a good hand and a benevolent heart, who does not ask for anything in return. Such a broad and loving heart is unparalleled in the world!"

The rescued people are extremely grateful, and their hearts are full of respect for Ji Mo.

They were all Buddhist believers, but now they regard Ji Mo as a living Bodhisattva in their hearts, and they are devoutly thinking about Ji Mo's kindness in their hearts.

Unknowingly, the Bliss Plateau shrouded in the charm of Buddha has a different power of faith out of thin air.

Above the sky, the light of the Buddha shone, and the terrifying breath of the Buddha surged like a frenzied tide, trying to clear away this alien power of faith.

However, this ray of faith is like a grass that has just broken the ground, even if you are attacked by violent storms, it will still be full of vitality and indelible.

And, it is gradually growing.

In the depths of the Bliss Plateau.

An ancient bronze bell hanging high in Xiaoleiyin Temple seemed to have sensed something. It vibrated violently, and the sound was like thunder, and it rang nine times.

A huge golden Buddha sitting cross-legged in the Daxiong Hall was alarmed and suddenly opened his eyes.

The Buddha's eyes were as bright as the sun, bursting out with astonishing celestial light, and the terrifying sight kept scanning the entire Bliss Plateau.

a long time.

The Golden Buddha didn't find any clues, so he couldn't help holding the lotus in his hand, pinching his fingers and calculating carefully.

"Strange, I haven't figured out what's wrong, but why I feel restless."

The Golden Buddha frowned, puzzled, and then smiled, "Colorless and formless, there is no dust."

He proclaimed the Buddha's name, regained his inner peace, and slowly closed his eyes.

As for the Baolian in his hand, there were strange black patterns that disappeared in a flash.

The breath of the Buddha on the golden Buddha became more and more gloomy.

...

the next day.

The temple dedicated to "destined people" opened its doors again.

A fat monk came out indifferently, thinking in his mind that he should kill the predestined person who is not short of money today.

However, when he walked out the door, he was stunned.

The crowds that should have been crowded were gone, and only dozens of sparse and listless people were left standing in front of the temple.

Moreover, these people did not worship as devoutly as they used to, and begged the master in the temple for help in a low voice.

These dozens just refused to believe in Ji Mo's unlucky ones, stepped on the herbal pills that could cure all diseases, and could only stay here bitterly waiting for the master to cure them.

"Where are the other fat sheep... people?"

The monk was so surprised that he almost slipped his mouth.

In fact, in his eyes, these believers who came to seek medical treatment were fat sheep that were allowed to be slaughtered one by one.

Now that these fat sheep are gone, wouldn't it mean that they would lose their money in the future.

Someone on the field replied, "Master, a genius doctor cured them all yesterday, and it was free of charge, without any compensation."

"That's right, I didn't take any money, and I didn't even leave my name. It's like a living Buddha."

Others echoed, deliberately extolling Ji Mo, and at the same time emphatically implying that the miracle doctor does not charge money.

They expected that after the monk knew about this, he would follow suit and heal them for free.

"What, there are some people who want to steal the business from our Little Leiyin Temple."

The monk was so angry that he was full of murderous intent.

Cutting off one's wealth is like killing one's parents, the hatred cannot be shared.

Moreover, the other party actually offered medical treatment for free, which not only ruined their jobs, but also damaged their reputation. "Business?"

The people on the field couldn't believe their own ears. Aren't they the predestined people in Fodu? In your eyes, it's business.

The faith in their hearts began to collapse, and they asked, "Master, isn't my Buddha a universal salvation? How did it become a business to treat our diseases?"

The monk snorted coldly, "The Buddha saves all living beings, but the Buddha also needs incense to worship. You won't even be willing to give me a mere amount of sesame oil."

"Sesame oil money? Of course it should be given."

Someone wisely took out more than ten pieces of celestial crystals, and handed them over respectfully with both hands, "Master, this is just a little thought from a villain. If I can completely cure my stubborn illness, there will be more sesame oil money."

A dozen pieces of fairy crystals are already a fortune for the Celestial Immortals who are looking for them.

However, the monk didn't have To put in one's eyes at all. He knocked it over with his palm and shouted angrily, "That's all, just send the beggar. With such a little fairy crystal, who will heal you."

Because he was in a bad mood, the monk stopped pretending and told the bloody truth directly.

There are no people with predestined relationship with Buddha, and if you don't have money, you can't even think about seeing a doctor.

These words completely hurt the hearts of everyone on the field.

Some people even couldn't bear it, and their faces were filled with resentment, and they roared, "My Buddha is merciful, you who are monks, don't you only recognize money in your heart, and don't have any compassion?"

"Hmph, if you dare to defile my Buddha, don't blame the poor monk for sending you to the west."

The monk's figure scattered, and he appeared directly in front of the man, slapping him until he vomited blood and flew out.

The man kept coughing up blood, his face was pale, and his faith in Buddha completely collapsed.

Seeing this, the others glared at the monk, but they dared not speak out. This is the territory of Xiaoleiyin Temple. If they don't want to die, they can only swallow their anger and make compromises, otherwise there will be no good fruit to eat.

"If you have money, show your sincerity openly, if you don't have money, get out."

The monk looked around at the crowd, revealing his true colors.

At this time, I didn't pretend anymore, and said that as long as the sesame oil money is in place, everything is negotiable. If you don't want to offer enough sesame oil money, you are impious, and naturally it is impossible to get healed.

Everyone on the field was full of bitterness. Looking at the ferocious monk in front of them, and recalling the miracle doctor who did not reciprocate the favor yesterday, after comparing them, they realized how noble Ji Mo's character is.

There is really a world of difference between the two.

Their inner beliefs could not help but also change, turning to Ji Mo.

Ji Hanhan didn't know that he somehow gained a group of loyal followers.

Unlike Sixiang, he continued to move forward, towards the direction of Xiaoleiyin Temple.

As they kept approaching Xiaoleiyin Temple, Sixiang also felt that something was wrong, and said disdainfully, "It's really ironic that even Xiaoleiyin gave up the light and fell into the embrace of darkness. It turns out that the Buddha is also afraid of death!"

Its Divine Sense is extremely sharp, and it has already detected a hint of darkness.

Obviously, Little Leiyin Temple is no longer upright, and has become a dark running dog.

This dark aura is very obvious, indicating that it is not just a few people who have thrown themselves into the darkness, but a huge number of creatures.

It is certain that most of the people in Little Leiyin Temple have completely degenerated.

"If Little Leiyin Temple is no longer bright, there is no need to exist."

There was killing intent in Ji Mo's eyes.

Since Little Leiyin Temple has indeed been reduced to a running dog of the dark, then it is possible that he really participated in the murder of the Great Immortal Kong, and he will definitely avenge the Great Immortal Kongkong and send Little Leiyin Temple to The Underworld.