After a long time, Yang Bo was still disappointed after all, the slap in the face he was expecting did not come, and Yang Dexi did not appear.

With a wave of his hand, the white-eyed monk untied the shackles of spiritual power on Yang Bo's body, and said with a smile: "You can tell me now, are you willing or not?"

Yang Bo was struggling, thinking about whether there would be variables, but the courtyard was quiet, and no one else appeared, so he could only die.

"Master Baimei, I'm curious, why are you here?" Yang Bo asked.

When the white-eyed monk heard Yang Bo ask this, he felt that Yang Bo was gradually starting to succumb, and he was very happy in his heart, so he didn't care so much, "I just happened to come here to place an order recently, but I didn't expect to meet you!"

"In other words, Master Baimei knew about me early on?" Yang Bo asked.

The white-eyed monk nodded, "You are very famous among the Buddhists, and almost every disciple of the Buddhists will have your portrait in their hands!"

"Is it because I have the Immovable Ming King Seal in my hand?" Yang Bo's heart was greatly shaken, and he couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, it's because of the immovable Ming King Seal!" the white-eyed monk nodded, "You probably don't know, what does this Buddhist technique mean to us?"

Even if Yang Bo didn't know what it meant before, how could it not be clear now? Just looking at the actions of the Buddha Gate is enough to see how much they attach importance to it!

"Can I hand over the seal of the King of Fudo Ming and not join the Buddha Sect?" Yang Bo asked hesitantly.

The white-eyed monk nodded, "Of course there is no problem with this, but you should understand that as long as you hand it over, you will become a sinner of the Daomen!"

Yang Bo was in a dilemma, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Knock-knock-"

The bell rang in the temple, and the white-eyed monk walked up slowly, "It's not too early, you can go with me!"

As he spoke, the white-eyed monk directly stretched out his hand and grabbed Yang Bo.

Yang Bo stepped back suddenly, and there was an extra bell in his right hand out of thin air, and he shook the bell vigorously, and the white-eyed monk lost his mind for a while, stunned on the spot.

Yang Bo pulled his legs and ran towards the front yard.

The backyard is very small, although Yang Bo can't use his spiritual power, his physical fitness is far beyond ordinary people, just a short moment of effort, Yang Bo has already rushed out of the backyard and rushed to the front yard.

Almost the moment he stepped into the front yard, Yang Bo seemed to have returned to the world, and the seclusion of the backyard was instantly replaced by the hustle and bustle of the front yard.

There are a lot of tourists in the temple, everyone is wandering around the courtyard, Yang Bo shuttles in the crowd and is not conspicuous, but when he turns around, he sees that the white-eyed monk has appeared behind him and is smiling at him.

Yang Bo was taken aback, he originally thought that the Silver Soul Bell would be able to make the other party dazed for a moment, but he didn't expect the white-eyed monk to wake up so quickly, that is to say, the white-eyed monk's cultivation was still beyond his expectations, and the other party was very likely to be a late-stage monk of the Hedao Realm!

"Donor, we haven't had enough fun talking about the Dharma, why are you in such a hurry to leave?" said the white-eyed monk.

Many people in the courtyard also noticed the white-eyed monk, everyone stared at him curiously, the white-eyed monk was kind and kind, and the two white eyebrows hung down long, he was simply born with a monk's face, and the return rate was extremely high!

Yang Bo paused, pointed at the white-eyed monk and laughed, "Master Baimei, where do you dare to give it away?" You are a monk who passed by the Buddhist holy land and placed orders, and today you helped everyone to see the feng shui for free, I am just an ordinary person, where do you dare to waste so much of your time?"

There are many tourists here, and the white-eyed monk didn't dare to do it easily, gritting his teeth with hatred in his heart, but he said very politely: "Yang Xian is rich in his life, and he has a relationship with my Buddha, we must talk with candles tonight!"

The conversation between the two sounds no different from that of a fraudster and a childcare, and even Yang Bo's trust is not qualified!

However, there was still a middle-aged man at the scene who surrounded him and asked Yang Bo, "Is this the master of white eyebrows?"

"It's Master Baimei!" Yang Bo said.

The middle-aged man suddenly looked eagerly at the white-eyed monk, "Master, take a look, can you take the time to help me take a look at my appearance, I want to seek fortune, do you think I still have the fortune to make a fortune this year?"

The white-eyed monk waved his hand and said, "I am communicating with Mr. Yang, and I will talk about your affairs later!"

Yang Bo waved his hand directly and said: "Master Baimei, even if you instruct him, our affairs are not in a hurry, it doesn't matter if we talk about it later!"

Master Baimei opened his mouth and was about to shirk it, but another person stepped forward, "Master Baimei, please help me take a look!"

Many people at the scene were just watching the excitement at first, and when they saw someone surrounding them, they were still afraid of being deceived, but after someone grabbed the monk in the temple and asked about the identity of Master Baimei, the scene suddenly boiled.

Master Baimei is really a master who came to place orders, and the Dharma is profound, and almost all the monks in the temple know it!

Soon, the surging crowd surrounded the white-eyed monk, who cultivated to a high level, but he didn't dare to make a move at all, so he could only watch Yang Bo leave.

Quickly escaping from the temple, Yang Bo finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to go to the mountain to find the spirit tea tree again, so he could only hurriedly go down the mountain.

Sitting in the car, Yang Bo instructed the bodyguards to change to a hotel and move the hotel to the downtown area of the city.

When the call was made again, Yue Junyao and Yan Ruyu did not answer, which made Yang Bo helpless for a while.

He vaguely guessed in his heart that the entrance to the Cave Heaven Blessed Land should be on Tianzhu Mountain, according to Mr. Xia, the spirit tea tree is near the temple, but there is a white-eyed monk on the mountain, so he doesn't dare to step further, in this way, if he wants to find Yue Junyao and them, it is simply incomprehensible.

Because of the use of the Silver Soul Bell, Yang Bo's meridians were damaged again, but fortunately, the damage was not too serious and could be repaired quickly.

Yang Bo called Wang Lei into the room and asked, "You go out and help me inquire about something." ”

Wang Lei hurriedly tilted his ears and listened carefully.

"Today, there is an old monk from the temple on Tianzhu Mountain, you go and ask me, how long has he been on the mountain, and when will he leave?"

Wang Lei nodded hurriedly, "Okay, I'll inquire right away!"

Yang Bo nodded and handed over a check, "I have prepared the funds for you, when you inquire, pay a little attention, don't be tricked by others!"

Wang Lei took the check, glanced at it, and immediately smiled, "Okay, sir, you can rest assured, I'm in charge of this!"

Yang Bo nodded, waved his hand, and motioned for Wang Lei to go out and get busy.

This matter still has to be considered in the long run!