Ye Xiong and Yang Xinyi followed the flow of people towards the mountain.

In the meantime, Ye Xiong has been looking at the surrounding situation, this Buddhist temple is built on the middle of the mountain, I don't know how many times to rebuild and rebuild for thousands of years, now it is very luxurious, but it has been dyed with a strong commercial atmosphere.

Can such a place give birth to the fruit of righteousness?

Ye Xiong was genuinely suspicious.

"Husband, let's go up the mountain to ask for a sign and pay respects, right?" Yang Xinyi asked.

"As long as you like. ”

Anyway, there is nothing to do, and now that there are so many people, it is impossible for the righteous qi fruit to appear, so it can only be done step by step.

The Buddhist temple is very large, crowded with people, and a bouquet of incense is sold for an astonishing fifty yuan, and it is still in a state of coaxing.

Most of the people who come to worship God are rich noblewomen, and they don't care about these dozens of dollars.

Ye Xiong wandered around, and after turning around a few times, he said: "Wife, you go to the incense yourself, I'll look around and look for you again." ”

"Okay, I'll go to you after I ask God for our extraordinary. Yang Xinyi finished speaking and left.

Ye Xiong looked around, feeling that if he continued like this, there would definitely be no gains, and the most important thing now was to find someone to find out.

He wanted to use his spiritual sense to sweep it through, and suddenly remembered the words of the evil spirit, if there was really a righteous qi fruit here, it was very likely that there would also be a high-ranking monk, and if the other party's strength was above him, he would immediately use his spiritual sense to be revealed.

Turning around, it didn't take long to turn to the back mountain, and I saw an old sweeping monk sweeping the fallen leaves.

The sweeper should be over seventy years old, with gray eyebrows and beard, messy, I don't know how long I haven't taken care of it. The robes are all patched, and there is a difference between the world and the monks who receive them outside who are brightly dressed, with an iPhone in their left hand and a mobile phone in their right hand to collect money.

"Donor, please stay, there is no way to go to this back mountain, please go back!" The sweeping monk said immediately when he saw Ye Xiong walking towards the back mountain.

The back mountain is a large forest, and there is a small path that leads to which point.

Ye Xiong's heart moved, this old monk should stay in this temple for a long time at this age, maybe he knows something about the righteous qi fruit.

"The temple is so noisy that my ears are almost deaf, but it's still quiet here. Ye Xiong walked to the stairs next to him and sat down, and asked casually, "Master, how old are you?"

"There are five out of seventy old monks. The sweeping monk replied.

"Seventy-five is still so strong, it's amazing. Ye Xiong gave a thumbs up.

"In the last year of wind erosion, one day of activity will give you one more day, and you will just steal your life. ”

"Master, what about your family?" Ye Xiong continued.

"The old monk became a monk at the age of fifteen, and after staying here for sixty years, he has no family for a long time. ”

Next, Ye Xiong chatted with the old monk casually for a while, talking about everything, and when he saw that the conversation was about the same, he said: "Master, I heard before, your temple once had immortals, didn't you?"

"Where the gods come from in this world are just hearsay. The old monk replied.

"I heard that there used to be a famous Buddhist disciple who cleaned the incense burner one day and saw a little person covered in Buddha light in the incense burner, like a little fairy, and since then, this Buddhist temple has become more and more famous. ”

This allusion was inquired by Ye Xiong from Murong Ruyin, and it was spread at that time, and later attracted many ancient martial arts and cultivation masters, who searched for a long time in the temple, but did not find the legendary golden villain.

Ye Xiong guessed that the golden villain should be the embodiment of the righteous qi fruit.

"Don't believe the rumors outside, the old monk has been a monk here for 60 years, has experienced the rebuilding of the temple, and even the abbot has changed a few, and has never heard of any golden villain, nor has he heard of any immortals. The old monk replied.

"Hey, isn't that a golden villain?" Ye Xiong pointed behind the old monk and suddenly shouted.

The old monk hurriedly turned around and looked around, but saw nothing.

"Since the master has never heard of the golden villain, why are you so nervous when I say the golden villain?" Ye Xiong showed an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, looking like he had succeeded in his conspiracy.

"It's just an instinctive reaction, what's so strange?" the old monk looked calm.

"Haha, just kidding, master, you're busy, I won't bother you. ”

Ye Xiong left with a smile, turned around for a moment, and gently flicked a little spark on the old monk's buttocks.

He just wanted to test whether this old monk could do martial arts, and if he knew martial arts, this spark would definitely not hurt him.

He knew that the next moment, the old monk's butt would be on fire, as if he didn't know it at all.

Seeing that the flames were about to burn, Ye Xiong hurriedly put the fire away, and the fire was extinguished after only burning a small hole in his buttocks.

"The master is offended. Ye Xiong turned to leave.

"The donor walks slowly. ”

After leaving the old monks, Ye Xiong found several other old monks and inquired by means of inducement, although those monks had also heard about the little golden man, but none of them had seen it with their own eyes.

Some say that this is nothing more than a deliberate hype by the previous abbot in order to increase his popularity.

After walking around, Ye Xiong returned to Yang Xinyi.

"Husband, I asked for three talismans, one for each of our family of three, this one is yours. Yang Xinyi took out three talismans and found the one that belonged to Ye Xiong: "The master said, this talisman is very spiritual and can ward off evil spirits, I will help you bring it." ”

Ye Xiong sweated wildly, both of them were cultivators, she still believed this, if it was known, it would be strange if she didn't laugh to death.

But he couldn't bear to sweep Yang Xinyi's excitement, so he had to lower his head and let her put the talisman around her neck.

"How much are these three talismans?" Ye Xiong asked casually.

"300,000, 100,000. Yang Xinyi replied.

"It's just 10,000 broken talismans, it's better to grab it. Ye Xiong sweated wildly and said, "Although our family is rich, we can't spend it like this!"

This monk is too pitiful, Ye Xiong was about to go to him to settle accounts, but Yang Xinyi hurriedly grabbed him.

"The old monk who sold talismans said that there are five grades, ten yuan, one hundred yuan, one thousand yuan, ten thousand yuan and one hundred thousand yuan, he chooses whatever I want, I choose the most expensive one myself, and I can't blame others. Yang Xinyi said.

"Wife, how can you say that you are also a dignified president, why are you still so simple?" Ye Xiong was speechless.

"The old monk said that the temple was preparing to cast a Buddha statue recently, but he couldn't raise money, and I saw that he was so sincere, so he should donate it to the temple, and the right should be given to the extraordinary accumulation of merits. Yang Xinyi said.

She said so, Ye Xiong didn't want to say anything, as long as she was happy, what was the money.

Ye Xiong pinched the talisman in his hand, and suddenly had a strange feeling, as if there was a fluctuation of Yuan Force on it.

He quickly folded the talisman out of the triangular bag and prepared to take it out.

"Husband, the old monk said, if you break it, it won't work. ”

"Don't interrupt, I have my own score. ”

Ye Xiong folded the talisman open, and when he saw a King Kong image on it, he was immediately shocked.

This is actually a vajra talisman, a defensive talisman used by cultivators.

"Husband, what's wrong?" Yang Xinyi asked strangely.

Although her realm is higher than Ye Xiong, it was brought to her by the evil spirit, and she is a blank sheet of paper for the talismans, elixirs, alchemy and the like of cultivating the truth, and she doesn't understand anything.

"Wife, what else did the old monk say?" Ye Xiong asked.

(End of chapter)