The old monk was already standing by the mirror.

The little monk took the booklet and seemed to be about to record something.

Nun Yuanmiao, Monk Tiancong and the disciples of the various sects behind them glanced at each other, and Yuanmiao was the first to step forward.

Everyone watched cautiously.

Nun Yuanmiao walked up to the old monk nervously, bowed, and then walked to the other side of the mirror and stopped.

In the mirror, her figure first appeared, and then in a flash, there were scenes of killing fierce beasts and picking and swallowing spirit grass and spirit fruits, and finally showed a number:

Four!

The old monk didn't look in the mirror, but he seemed to have insight into everything in the mirror, and bowed his head slightly: "Killing the beast herd is really a small path, snatching the spirit grass, the spirit fruit, and cutting off the source of the beast's power is the greatest merit to cut off the scourge, you can capture four plants, it's extremely rare, go over!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a gentle white glow appeared in the mirror.

The injuries on Nun Yuanmiao's body healed instantly, and she couldn't help but be slightly stunned, relieved, stepped aside, and looked back at everyone.

The disciples of all the sects were relieved, it turned out that they were exploring the number of devouring spirit grass and spirit fruits, and they could not only pass, but also give healing, which was really good!

In this regard, everyone is very confident, based on the five plants of Yuanmiao Nun, there are many people.

Monk Tiancong stepped forward for the second time, learned to be a beautiful nun, bowed first and then looked in the mirror, and finally the mirror showed: 6!

The old monk still bowed slightly: "Yes, let's go over!"

Monk Tiancong was also swept by the white light of the mirror, his injuries healed, and he stepped aside.

Then everyone stepped forward in turn.

The one who picks and snatches the spirit grass and spirit fruit the most is Xiao Yujian in Luoxia Valley, who has always been silent, sixteen plants!

The rest of Niu Wanli, Yu Qiuyi, He Bizhi, Jiang Ruyan and others all ranged from seven or eight to more than a dozen.

This is because there are too many people and they are divided.

And the rest of the low-level disciples are considered to have come out of the big waves, and they are the best among the disciples of each sect, and they all range from two or three to seven or eight.

Soon, everyone passed, and the fatigue and injuries on their bodies were swept away by the magical white light in the mirror, and disappeared, and everyone became energetic.

The old monk recited the Buddha's name, and said: "You donors do a lot of good deeds, picking a lot of spiritual grass and spiritual fruits, presumably those evil beasts will gradually disappear, this is a great merit!"

Niu Wanli hurriedly said: "The master praised it falsely, removing the beast and guarding the Dao, it is what we should do!"

The old monk nodded and pointed to the end of the flower bitterness on the other side: "This road leads to the Tianji Bridge, where you go, you can go over with your ability!"

Everyone glanced at each other, saluted and thanked the old monk in unison, and then turned around and stepped on the other side of the flower road.

These flowers on the other side are very mysterious, on the surface they are full of aura, and when people step on them, they can't step on them at all, but walk on the petals, which feels a little weird.

Yu Qiuyi walked a few steps, got used to the feeling of lightness, thought about it, and said, "Could it be that the cat-faced man really had an accident? Why hasn't he appeared at this time?"

Everyone also felt strange, and couldn't help but turn their heads to take a look at the road.

I saw that the old monk was looking in the mirror again, and the little monk was ringing the bell again, and at some point, a figure stood opposite.

It is the "cat-faced man".

But at this time, he had already taken off his armor and changed into a white robe, with a long figure and a graceful demeanor.

It's just that he still has a mask on his face, which makes everyone have the urge to tear off his cat-faced mask to see his true face.

"He's still here!" Yu Qiuyi said in a low voice.

Everyone stopped and looked over, in fact, they were very curious, how would the "cat-faced man" talk to the old monk, and how many spirit grasses and spirit fruits did he snatch?

As soon as I thought of this, I couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

I saw that the "cat-faced man" did not have an old monk and a little monk at all, but was ready to walk straight over.

This can no longer be described as boldness, but an act of breaking the rules and challenging taboos!

"The old monk is angry, and if he kills this person, he will have fun!" He Bizhi said in a deep voice.

Everyone watched intently, and although they did not speak, they all did the same thing.

However, the old monk did not make a move, but the little monk stopped ringing the bell and said angrily: "You are a descendant, you don't know the rules, why don't you say a word, and you want to break over?"

Hengxian pulled down the collar of his shirt, his body was still a little wet, he had just taken a shower, changed his clothes and rushed over, after all, there were disciples of various sects in front of him, he was not in a hurry, and then he looked at the little monk in surprise: "What am I going to say?"

"Uh......" The disciples of the various sects not far away couldn't help but be speechless, this guy, how dare he talk like this?

"You are bold!" The little monk said angrily: "This road has been opened by our master and apprentice, you have passed by since then, shouldn't you say hello to the pioneer?

Hengxian said with a serious face: "This place is far and near, and your master and apprentice are disciples of Buddhism, and it is not in accordance with the rules to live here temporarily.

And opening the way for people to walk and bless the world is considered your practice, Buddhism has always been compassionate, and your master and apprentice will not repay the favor, right?"

"This ......," the little monk was speechless.

The disciples of the various sects not far away were also dumbfounded, this "cat-faced man" is crazy, how dare he talk like this?

I heard the old monk's bitter hands folded: "Amitabha, what the donor said is reasonable, our master and apprentice live here temporarily, although it is inappropriate, but it is really helpless."

Of course, opening mountains and paving the way is for cultivation, not for the sake of retribution.

The reason why the apprentice stopped the donor was to ask if the donor had suppressed the evil beast in front of him!"

Not far away, the disciples of the various sects looked at each other, and the old monk's attitude towards people seemed to have changed!

Yu Qiuyi and Niu Wanli glanced at each other and sighed: "This cat-faced man must have seen through some rules that we don't know about!"

At this time, I only heard the "cat-faced man" say: "Oh, what if I suppress the evil beast in front of me?"

The old monk said, "The old man should reward the donor!"

"I see!" Hengxian said with his hands behind his back: "So, how do you know how much I suppressed, I just said the number, and I didn't say it tightly?"

The old monk pointed to the mirror: "This realm can decipher the merit of the donor's killing of evil beasts!"

Hearing this, Hengxian walked to the mirror.

The disciples of each sect subconsciously stepped forward and looked at the mirror, how much did this guy rob?

I saw a series of pictures appear in the mirror first, and then the picture turned, and the first line of handwriting:

One hundred and fifty-seven!

"One Hundred ...... Fifty-Seven ???"

"He robbed one hundred and fifty-seven alone?"

"Fuck it!"

The disciples of the various sects only felt depressed in their hearts, originally thinking that they would be able to grab more than the "cat-faced man" because of the large number of people, who would have thought that this bastard could grab so much alone!

Even Xiao Yu Jian, who had sixteen straines, was nothing in front of him.

The old monk was also amazed, nodded and said, "The donor is really extraordinary, you can go over, and the flower road on the other side ......will come to an end."

"Slow!" Hengxian interrupted suddenly, "this is your reward, when I am a three-year-old?"