Kuaiwen's pretentious daily life of female accessories

The original owner had only one wish, which was to become a Buddha...

Nothing else, not until death! ! !

Haitang decided to take matters into his own hands.

This Buddha will definitely become a Buddha. When and how will he become a Buddha?

Besides~

Anyway, monks live a long life.

...

The sixth day of December is the birthday of the Buddha of Anger and Crazy.

Haitang chose to enter the secular world today.

The Buddhist sect also has a leader, a venerable cultivator of Ksitigarbha Buddha. His cultivation level is similar to that of Haitang, and he is very gentle.

The two performed Buddhist rituals to each other without saying anything. He only handed Haitang a storage ring and a string of 108 small Buddha beads made of Bodhi, and said goodbye.

His consciousness probed into the ring...

rich! !

99: "Host, you are a very wealthy Buddhist, and you are not an ascetic. Your little face was almost wrinkled with worry just now."

"I'm afraid that... I'll have to go on a business trip at my own expense."

99: "..."

Haitang is dressed in white, with a layer of golden light on it. The Buddhist robe on her body is a top-grade spiritual weapon.

Haitang released a flying magic weapon, a white jade lotus platform.

Sitting down cross-legged, he looked like an eminent monk, untainted by the mundane world and independent from the world.

Heading south, the opposite direction of Xuantian Sect~

99: "The plot is gone?"

"I must seek the path to Buddhahood."

99: "Is there any chance of a Buddha in the South? Why is there no information in this system?"

"I heard that the Hehuan Sect is in the south."

99: ? ? ?

"I would like to meet the leader of the Hehuan Sect in this small world and discuss the Taoism."

...

In fact, according to time, Chihua Immortal Lord is already suffering from the inner demons at this time, and the little Taoist priest who went to Buddhism to invite people will also arrive in the next two days.

The original owner had inexplicably postponed his trip for a few days and was taken away just like that.

Haitang had no intention of saving the male protagonist at all.

There are thousands of beautiful men in this world, but he is the only one missing?

Nor...

In fact, Haitang cannot be defeated or killed at the moment, so he can only prepare for attack.

If it is absolutely necessary, destroying his Taoist heart is not impossible.

*

Let the lotus fly away.

Why is the cultivation level so low? Haitang doesn't want to complain anymore, because complaining is useless. Wine Barrel will crash at every turn, but he learned all his skills from Ding Xiaocai.

Haitang sighed and quietly closed her eyes and meditated.

...

a few days later.

Haitang put on the silk hat that blocked her spiritual consciousness, and went down the lotus platform into Lingle City, a big city at the foot of the Hehuan Sect Mountain.

This city is a city of monks, and there are also some mortals.

As soon as her front feet stepped in, Haitang felt extremely comfortable~

Look at that charming little monk who is not well-dressed.

Look at that pretty little fairy with half-exposed breasts.

Wherever she goes, she attracts almost everyone's attention, because she is a Buddhist cultivator at first glance, and she is a female Buddhist cultivator...

She is so holy that people want to become her believers at a glance.

Some of the people with hints have already run to report to the sect.

*

Haitang entered a place that looked like an inn.

"I'd like a pot of tea, please."

The waiter hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes, Master, wait a moment."

"Amitabha."

Venerable Haitang has been fasting since he was born. He has never eaten grains, so he naturally does not need any food.

Haitang plans to wait for a destined person.

The tea hasn't been served yet, but the food has arrived first.

A pair of clear eyes that were so gentle that they seemed to drip water were clamped on a perfectly handsome face, but the corners of the eyes were slightly raised. The extremely clear eyes and the seductive eye shape were wonderfully combined into one kind of style.

His lips were rosy, and under his black clothes was an incomparable delicate skin. As he sat down, Haitang took a look at his figure. He had broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs...

"Female Buddha?"

"Amitabha."

"Why did you come to our Hehuan Sect? Aren't you afraid of getting your robes dirty?"

Haitang showed no expression and didn't speak.She hadn't taken off her hat yet, so he couldn't see her expression.

"Why don't you speak, little master?"

"I don't know what the donor meant."

"You are indeed an angry and foolish venerable one."

Haitang snorted lightly.

The man turned around slightly and moved from the opposite side to her left side.

"Little master, can you help me out?"

"The donor needs me to cross over?"

The man chuckled, a bit arrogantly.

"Yes." He reached out and covered his heart.

"I am not a disciple of Medicine Buddha, so I cannot cure diseases."

"Little master, I'm not referring to my heart, but my inner demons. Only you in this world can save me..."

The waiter came with tea at this time. When he saw the man, he knelt down and said, "I've seen the Seventh Elder, but I didn't know that the Seventh Elder was here to welcome you."

The man took the tea casually and waved his hand, "Stand down."

"Yes."

Haitang raised her eyebrows and looked at him carefully.

This time for tea, I have to take off my hat.

When Haitang raised her hand, the man had already poured a cup of tea in front of her. He stretched out his knuckled hand and gently opened her veil, "Little master, your tea~"

Four eyes facing each other.

There is endless purity in one's eyes.

One pupil flashed, with a hint of surprise.

Haitang nodded, simply took off the hat and put it aside.

"Amitabha," he took the tea cup and took a sip.

The smile on the man's face deepened, "Cang Yan."

"Ok?"

"my name."

Haitang only smiled faintly.

The expression on his face remained unchanged.

Cang Yan curled up the corners of his lips. Although he didn't know if she was as calm and calm when she saw him for the first time, he felt that it should be...

Cang Yan saw Haitang being so cold and stopped talking. He drank a cup of tea and waited patiently for her to finish it.

She stood up and so did he.

"Donor, is there anything else?"

"Little Master, here..." He pointed to his heart again, with a hint of prayer in his eyes.

"Although I am here to save people, I feel that I have no connection with the donor."

Cang Yan laughed angrily.

"Then how can I have a relationship with the little master?"

“Please give me some concessions from the donor.”

Cang Yan handed the waiter a spiritual stone and sent him away before Haitang could react.

"I invited the young master to have tea."

Haitang: "..."

"Let's go."

For the original owner, it would be a cup of tea, not even a cup of tea.

Haitang was because of his profile look just now.

...

Cang Yan invited Haitang back to Hehuan Sect.

The entire Hehuan Sect was in a sensation.

But who is Cang Yan?

The 100-year-old Yuanying monk was famous for his hot temper, and no one dared to mess with him.

Cang Yan's residence is in a deep valley.

There is a deep pool in the deep valley, and an extremely luxurious palace is built above the pool.

Haitang thought it was very clever when she saw it. Someone actually built a high-grade spiritual energy into a palace and placed it at the mouth of such a clever spiritual spring...

"What do you think of this place, little master?"

"In my eyes, everything is the same."

Cang Yan reacted for a long time and pointed at himself, "Then the young master thinks that I am the same as everyone else?"

Haitang nodded.

Because to the original owner, it was indeed the case.

Cang Yan: "..."