The ghost market is really not sure, I believe that the old monk will not be able to deceive himself, if there is really something strange in it, maybe you can go shopping, if you can really get what you want, this trip is probably not worth it.

Gong Yichen didn't know that most of the things that could flow into the surface would not be of much use, and maybe there were a few things that would be valuable to their cultivators.

And the ghost market that the old monk said was made by the martial artists and other cultivators alone, with mixed fish and eyes, and there were things with improper origins on the inside, or precious materials and treasures, and what was needed was those peculiar existences.

But this kind of thing shouldn't be talked to Jiao Yazi for the time being, there are too many good things on his body, what can these be satisfied, I originally thought that I could knock a few things from his body, so as to fill his small treasury.

......

The old monk who came to the hotel sat on the sofa, looking at the apprentice who was still eating rock sugar gourd, and couldn't help sighing.

The front is still violent, but now, a rock sugar gourd is sent away, it is really too faceless, although the monks have a desire to eat, but can this be affected by a small rock sugar gourd?

The old monk felt aggrieved in his heart that he had too many words, and the result was all in vain, and in the end, he could only say that he had no determination, and it seemed that he was going to formulate new rules for his apprentices in the future.

"Master, this sugar gourd is so delicious, I left a few for you, I can let the senior brother make it in the temple in the future, it's really good to use rock sugar gourd as a sweet." The little monk licked the rock sugar gourd, and his face was also full of smiles.

"You!"

The old monk's heart trembled slightly, this kid has already started to go crazy, he doesn't say anything, just eating rock sugar gourds makes it look like this!

The little monk was still holding the rock sugar gourd in his hand, looking at the master with a puzzled expression, how could he be angry again, he didn't seem to have done anything......

"Master, do you think this opinion is not good? If not, we can do other things, including the nest you like to eat, and you can also do it in this way. The little monk said innocently.

Looking at the innocent appearance of the apprentice, the old monk didn't want to say anything more, after all, his apprentice was still a child, and he must have an impact on some new things.

He can't bear to teach a serious lesson, no rut, really no rut.

"The disciple doesn't understand a little bit, why is the aura in that courtyard so strong, if such an aura is put in our temple, won't our cultivation continue to rise at that time?"

The little monk said his thoughts, and in his heart the idea was quite simple.

"I also know what you said, it's just that these are unrealistic, it's impossible at all, why is there so much pure aura in Mr. Gong's courtyard, there must be some formation or other reasons, do you think you will be generous to others with such an existence?" The old monk said the truth.

You can say this kind of thing however you want, but it's a pity that the spiritual power in that courtyard still wants to try again, if only it could stay there for a long time......

All these thoughts are just fantasies, and if you have nothing to do, you can go to someone else's yard and meditate there to absorb spiritual power?

This phenomenon alone can already show that Mr. Gong's transcendent existence can turn the courtyard into that, and if any cultivator knows about this, the consequences can be imagined what will happen.

Judging from Mr. Gong's ability, there shouldn't be much of a problem, and this kind of thing doesn't seem to be a threat to him.

The level of cultivation also represents the dignity and even the level of the individual, although it is not clear what kind of existence Mr. Gong is, but there is a lot that can be learned, and the strength is probably at the level of the great grandmaster.

Young Grand Master......

What kind of existence is this, not only others, but also the Great Grandmaster Realm can be said to be very few now, and at this age, such an existence has already been reached, no matter how high the talent is, it is unlikely that it will be promoted to such a level.

But in fact, the feeling brought to him was like this, which made the old monk a little confused, what kind of person Mr. Gong's existence was, and everything about him seemed to be so extraordinary.

The existing existence of the world has seemed chaotic, everything seems to have changed dramatically, and now it is impossible to understand.

Could it be that something is really going to happen, that the original dispute is going to happen again, just like it was at the beginning?

The old monk secretly thought in his heart, I am afraid that these things will really happen, Gong Yichen's existence of an anomaly, coupled with the recent situation and the appearance of the great master, these are all specific situations.

"Hey, this world is likely to be chaotic, I thought I could spend a long time in peace, but it seems that all this is coming too fast. The old monk sighed.

Now it can only be maintained for the time being, and the temple may no longer be a pure land.

There are so many things that can be thought of, many old monks don't want to think about it anymore, and now that they think so much, it's just an empty self-inflicted guilt, so don't think about it too much.

"Kong Ming, have you recited today's scriptures, don't think that if you come out, you won't do it according to the normal situation, what should you do or what you should do, this will ...... you"

The old monk turned around and spoke, but the next second he found that his apprentice was not behind him.

After looking around, I saw the apprentice with his back to him, but what was he doing standing at the door?

"Kong Ming, did you hear that?"

......

Ignoring nothing, the little monk didn't react to this shout, and still stood still at the door, holding his head there, not knowing what he was doing.

The old monk couldn't help but be a little angry, this has already been said, his apprentice didn't respond to his words? Could it be that when he brought it out, his wings hardened?

Facing the current situation in the outside world, the only thing to do well is to improve one's strength, so that he will have the ability to protect himself in the future, suppressing the anger in his heart, the old monk stared and shouted again.

"Kong Ming!"

"Ah?!, here, master......" The little monk snorted, trembled on his body, and immediately turned around.

"What are you hiding behind your back?" the old monk saw at a glance that the little monk's hand was hidden behind his back.