Prologue Chapter 7: Donor, Please Stay!
Yang Qian withdrew from the system, and his heart became alive again.
"There are hundreds of millions of souls here, if they can all be converted into experience, let alone restore cultivation, even if they go up a few floors, it will be more than enough. ”
Yang Qian muttered, his eyes full of fighting spirit as he looked up at the revenant soul in the sky.
"I feel that Senior Brother has become different...... Chen Shuye looked at Yang Qian in a daze, the transformation of Yang Qian's body by the system was only a moment, but it was keenly captured by Chen Shuye. The massive increase in agility and strength is not only a change in numerical values, but also an effect on bones and muscles, including the mental level.
If Yang Qian before the upgrade was a rusty blunt sword, then this blunt sword is open at this moment.
"It's true......" Seeing this, Wang Lieyun worked harder, and his huge fist quickly looked around and smashed down, and the lonely soul and wild monster could not avoid it, so they had to lie on the ground dying, lined up like leeks, just waiting for Yang Qian to harvest.
"Ding...... The host kills ordinary revenants +3, experience points +1, and the experience required for the current upgrade is 49, please keep up the good work. ”
Yang Qian killed three revenants in a row, but he couldn't hear the sound of the system gaining experience for a long time, and was thinking about it, and the system's prompt sounded coldly.
"Why do you only need to kill one Revenant to gain a little experience when you level up, but now you need three? Are you cheating and embezzling my experience?" Noticing the change in the number of Revenant Souls required for the two upgrades before and after, Yang Qian was anxious. Originally, I only thought that the amount of experience required would increase significantly, but I never thought that the number of revenants required for each improvement was also geometrically doubled. If so, how many souls will it take for the next level to gain enough experience to level up? 5 or ten? What about the lower level?
"Ding...... The host kills ordinary revenants +3, experience points +1, and the experience required for the current upgrade is 49, please keep up the good work. The system's mechanical voice sounded in Yang Qian's mind again, "Wu Yidao, cultivation is the ultimate of the physical body, and when you become a monk, you will break through the world with every move, how can the energy required be described as massive? ”
"Okay. ”
Yang Qian felt that it was useless for him to argue, and he didn't talk nonsense. It's just that his beautiful idea five minutes ago has been shattered at this moment.
"Don't be discouraged by the host, the purpose of the existence of this system is to help the host grow into the true strongest of the Three Realms, and one day be able to change the fate of the Three Realms and live to death. Fighting monsters and leveling up is definitely the stupidest and lowest way to level up, trust me. Perceiving the ups and downs in Yang Qian's heart, the system version of the Soul Chicken Soup went online again, comforting Yang Qian with a passionate mechanical voice, "As long as the host returns to the world and actively completes the task, there will be experience!
The system crackled and said a lot, and Yang Qian only heard a rough idea. However, the last sentence of the system was mentioned in the same way as returning to the world, which caused Yang Qian's deep thought.
"Who am I? Where is this? What am I here for?"
Yang Qian's eyes were glazed.
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Yang Qian turned his head to look at Wang Lieyun and Chen Shuye behind him in a daze, and asked, "What are we doing here?"
Wang Lieyun and Chen Shuye were engrossed in capturing the dead souls, and when they heard Yang Qian's question, they both turned around. It's just that he couldn't feel the pulse in Yang Qian's words for a while, so he just looked at Yang Qian in a daze and didn't answer.
Wang Lieyun scratched his scalp, blew a revenant soul flying by his side half to death, and said with a smile to Yang Qianhan, "Senior brother, what you said is strange, you said that you want to go to the ghost cave, but you just called me a guard, and you didn't tell me what you are doing here, what is the reason for you to ask me now?"
"Yes, yes, yes. Chen Shuye nodded in agreement.
Yang Qian looked around, still the same as when he came in. A dilapidated small temple loomed in the distance, and Yang Qian's pupils shrank.
"Go there. ”
Yang Qian strode towards the direction of the dilapidated small temple, and along the way, those souls who had no time to avoid were all knocked down by Chen Shuye and Wang Lieyun, which became Yang Qian's experience.
Coming to the door of the small temple, Yang Qian strode forward and pushed the door in. When I saw it, I saw a mess, with fragments of gods and wooden fish candlesticks everywhere, a scene that had been abandoned for a long time.
"It's really a Jizo Temple. ”
Comparing what he saw in front of him with what he had seen in the Jizo Temple before, he found that every place was clearly aligned, until Yang Qian turned his gaze to the top of the shrine.
"Hiss......"
Yang Qian took a big breath of cool air, and then quickly pulled Wang Lieyun and Chen Shuye, who were looking around like curious babies, and hurriedly retreated outside the small temple, feeling palpitations.
Patience is as immobile as the earth, and meditation is as deep as a secret.
On the altar sat a young monk in a black robe, with a handsome face that was clearly indistinguishable from the previous Jizo.
Unlike Yang Qian's frightened eyes, Wang Lieyun was a little unclear. After carefully looking at the black-clothed monk inside, he only felt that there was no difference except that his face was more handsome. So he looked back at Yang Qian again, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.
"Do you know who he is?"
Yang Qian asked.
"I don't know, so who is he?"
Wang Lieyun asked.
"Jizo. ”
"Which Jizo?"
Chen Shuye answered.
"Hell is not empty, and you will not become a Buddha. All sentient beings are exhausted, and Bodhi is proven. Yang Qianyu replied, "The monk here is the Jizo Honwan Mountain King Rulai, and they all called him the Jizo King Bodhisattva twenty years ago. ”
"Hiss......"
Wang Lieyun and Chen Shuye each took a deep breath of cold air, and when they looked at the monk again, their eyes were full of awe.
"Twenty years ago, the heavens and the earth changed, and if they came, they fell, and the earth became a Buddha. The gods fell, and the Three Realms withered. Immortal Buddhas did exist in the past, but in the future, we can only be our own Buddhas. After we go out, we will cultivate hard, there will be no one in this world who will support us for this day, and we will have to support ourselves when the sky collapses in the future. ”
Yang Qian pondered for a moment and said to Wang Lieyun and Chen Shuye.
To be honest, don't say Wang Lieyun, in fact, even Chen Shuye didn't understand what Yang Qian wanted to express, but when he heard Yang Qian's words, it was either as if it was coming or Jizang, in addition to the Three Realms and gods, this pattern made people unclear.
"Let's go. ”
Yang Qian still decided to leave first. This black-clothed monk really appeared a little weird, and his intuition told Yang Qian that this black-clothed monk was definitely the key to the annihilation of the four squads in the ghost cave this time, but Yang Qian didn't have the courage to continue exploring. After all, even a fool knows that the black-clothed monk on this altar must be inextricably linked to Jizo. And this kind of existence is by no means something that Yang Qian and the three of them can provoke.
"Amitabha, the donor is leaving, why don't you come in and rest for a while?"
Yang Qian turned around, and a voice came from the small temple behind him, which reached Yang Qian's ears, and instantly set off a stormy wave.