When Geng Mo looked at the statue of the ancestor again... He found that statues were still statues, and there was no difference.

And when he ripped open his shirt and looked down at his chest, he found that the black mark had deepened a little ......!

......

"God-King mercy!"

The great monk slowly walked in front of Geng Mo and gave a salute, followed by a wave, and someone behind him handed Geng Mo three sticks again, exactly the same coarse incense that Geng Mo bought with a hundred taels of golden tickets just now.

Seeing the great monk pointing to the incense burner, Geng Mo understood.

Light the incense, pious with the middle finger and index finger of both hands between the incense stick, the big finger against the tail of the incense, the incense head flat to the god king icon three times, and then insert into the incense burner.

Unlike last time, this time Geng Mo stared at it without blinking.

Really!

When the incense rises, the one on the left burns out in an instant like a roller coaster...!

The last trace of smoke bypassed the incense stick in the middle, wrapped directly around the one on the right, and burned the whole incense stick in one breath like an old smoking gun......

"It's so domineering!" Geng Mo was stunned for a moment, and opened his mouth to exclaim!

"This ......!" the great monk took a step back in shock!

After relieving, the great monk folded his hands, stretched out his hand behind him again, took three sticks of incense, and handed them to Geng Mo reverently.

"Forehead ......"

As his chest continued to burn, Geng Mo also felt evil in his heart, and his head was sweating, and he could only keep silently chanting in his heart that Ancestor should stop playing... Stop playing...!

Light the incense, and this time there are no rules, just insert it directly into the incense burner.

Maybe it was the wishing that worked, and this time the incense was lit normally.

Geng Mo looked at the ancestor again, turned around and made an eager gesture at the old ghost, and prepared to leave in the suspicious eyes of everyone in the inner hall.

"God-King mercy... Donor, slow down!"

The big monk's body was like electricity, and he didn't see any movement from him, and when he shook his body, he blocked in front of Geng Mo.

"Donor, the host is invited, please come with me. ”

"What do you mean, I have no money..."Geng Mo spread his hands.

"God-King mercy is not a matter of money. The great monk looked at him very persistently.

......

In this Emperor Xin country, the monks began to disbelieve in Buddhism thousands of years ago and turned to the god king, and their status has been rising.

Just like the big monk in front of Geng Mo, he is obviously just a god-serving monk in the inner hall, but his official rank is at the same level as Zhongfuya.

And the host is even more powerful, which belongs to the same level as Liu Wei, the county leader.

Waving his hand, Geng Mo smiled and asked the old ghost to take everyone back first: "I'll go and learn the Holy Law from the host." You go back first, there are still a lot of things in the market, and Uncle Tian is afraid that he will not be able to be busy alone. ”

"Okay!"

Among all the people, the old ghost was the least worried about Geng Mo, as if nothing could stump him.

But he was also prepared to be detained.

Think about it, it should be fine.

Seeing Geng Mo follow the yellow-robed monk into the inner room, the old ghost looked at Zhan Bao, and the latter nodded understandingly.

"Come back with me. ”

Chic: "Brother-in-law, what about the fat brother?"

"I stayed with the old ghost, and I also participated in enlightenment. The second fat ruffian smiled nonchalantly.

Jiang Ying gritted her teeth and didn't say anything, she quietly walked to Wang Qiong and Wang Dan's side.

Although there was worry in her eyes, she still chose to leave with Zhan Bao and them.

Women must understand the general situation, they have what they want to do, and women are the best support.

......

When Geng Mo walked into the presiding meditation room, the old monk who was about to sit down opened his eyes violently, his eyes full of incredulity.

......

In front of a stone table outside the Temple of the Divine King, there was a big man like a bear, and he watched Zhan Bao and his party leave, his face was smiling, but his heart was full of doubts.

......

"Come, come here. The old monk beckoned to Geng Mo with a kind face.

Geng Mo looked at him, and couldn't feel the slightest malice in the presiding old monk's body, so he walked up to him and sat cross-legged on the pu mat.

"Kid, stay close to me. ”

Geng Mo thought about it, moved the cushion under his buttocks, and moved it closer.

"It's like. The old monk smiled and nodded.

"Dare to ask the presiding officer?"

"You can just tell the old monk to clean up the suffering," the old monk smiled and waved his hand: "You don't have to pay too much attention to the dusty festival. ”

"Hehe, okay. Geng Mo also smiled and arched his hand: "Master Jingku, do you have something to do with me?"

The old monk calmly looked at the handsome young man in front of him and was silent for a long time.

After another half a day, Geng Mo couldn't help but ask again: "If the master has something to say, he might as well speak up." ”

"Little donor, the old man asks you, are you willing to escape into the empty door?"

"Be a monk?" Geng Mo's eyes widened.

Master of Pure Suffering: "The God-King is merciful." ”

"No, no. Geng Mo was amused, and waved his hand with a smile: "Master, you are too polite." ”

"Haha...!" the old monk smiled heartily, coughed again and again, and said slowly after relieving his strength: "The old monk guesses that you don't want to." ”

"Yes, yes," Geng Mo squinted and replied: "Who is a normal person who wants to be a monk." ”

"Then you'd be wrong. ”

"What's the matter?"

"In this vast kingdom of Dixin, the empty gate is the place of the blessed land. ”

"Master... Don't fool me, I can't be a monk. ”

"But do you know the little donor," the old monk's face gradually became serious, and a pair of clear eyes stared at Geng Mo's young face: "Your death is coming." ”

Geng Mo was stunned when he heard this, and took a deep breath, it was not that he didn't believe what the old monk in front of him said.

To be the host of this temple of the god king, Kongjian must have the ability to see it, and besides, he is an old man who is about to burp, what is he doing to lie to himself?

Geng Mo: "Do you have to be a monk?"

The old monk looked at Geng Mo seriously, a trace of entanglement flashed in his eyes, and then he closed his eyes and said, "Come, child, you can sit down again." ”

Feeling the kindness of Master Pure Suffering, Geng Mo moved his ass again.

"Kid, close your eyes. ”

......

Geng Mo suddenly felt a tingling burning heat rushing into his body from his chest, and he suddenly opened his eyes, only to see that Master Pure Suffering's thin hands were pressed against his chest.

"Don't be reckless. The old monk said slowly, and a mist rose from his head.

I felt the burning pain in my chest unbearable!

It was as if something was about to rush out of his body, and his whole body was as painful as if he had been pricked by thousands of needles......!

But who is Geng Mo?!

The people who walked several times before the ghost gate closed!

Let it tear... Geng Mo gritted his teeth tightly, and he didn't care about the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth!

......

After a while, the old monk waved his hand tiredly: "Go." ”

"Master...!" Standing in front of Master Pure Suffering, Geng Mo clenched his fists tightly, his eagle eyes splitting.

Originally, Shou Yuan had little pure suffering abbot, but after giving Geng Mo a transformation, that feeling... The obvious feeling is not far from the ......!

"Go," the old monk folded his hands: "Child, bless me Dixin, this is your life." ”

Geng Mo also clasped his hands together, remembered the words of the old monk in his heart, and once again gave a deep salute.

When he left, he was already in the realm of the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building Realm.

What's even more incredible is that when he opened his shirt, the black mark on his chest seemed to be alive, and faintly, there was a black light flowing.

......

The Temple of the Divine King, in the inner sanctum.

The old ghost touched the second fat who was napping: "Come out." ”

"Ahh

...... ......

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