After speaking, the lone wolf raised his head and walked out of the temple gate, confirming that no one was looking at him, and the goods ran away, and ran into the woods in the back mountain, and then laughed wildly: "Earned, earned, haha...... Look at who will dare to say that I am stupid like a husky in the future! The poor monk is smart! Haha......"

And the other people in the temple gathered together, stood at the gate, looked at the back of the lone wolf, and always felt that something seemed to be wrong!

Salted fish touched his chin and said, "You say, is he angry or not? It can't be that he is fooling us, right?"

But it's useless to ask this question, the compensation is promised, and the rest is to wait for the compensation.

The guys shook their heads and dispersed, but they kept thinking about it......

For the affairs of a few disciples, Fang Zheng didn't care much. In Fangzheng's view, this is a little spice in the temple, and it is also a little fun in life. Just like him, when he was a child, he didn't make a lot of trouble for the one-finger Zen master. Of course, he was not less beaten, but now, when he looks back and thinks about those things, he is full of happy memories......

Fang Zheng subconsciously picked up the photo of the Zen master and muttered, "Daddy, I really hope you will come back and beat me again......"

It's a pity that the one-fingered Zen master is destined not to answer him anything.

After closing the door, Fang Zheng took out the green brocade robe from the bottom of the box, and then draped it on his body.

The next moment, his whole body became green......

Fang Zheng didn't dislike it, he also looked in the mirror and muttered: "Don't say it, in fact, this robe is also very good-looking...... It's a pity that the head is also green. ”

Shaking his head, Fang Zheng didn't think about it anymore, and said to the system: "Brother system, the lottery has been drawn!"

"Merged and smoked together?" the system asked.

Fang Zheng said: "Yes, remember to double my reward! You said it personally, this time it must be a top treasure!"

"Is there a lottery?" the system asked.

Fang Zheng said: "Pump!"

"Ding! Congratulations on obtaining the Divine Power: Inheritance Seal!"

When Fang Zheng heard this, he was stunned!

"Inheritance seal, what is this?" Doubts flashed in Fang Zheng's mind, but he immediately began to check the specific information.

Inheritance Seal: Divine power, one of the Buddhist seals, after the successful cultivation of the inheritance seal, it is printed into the bloodline, claiming to be a law. All the Dharma that is written, written, drawn, and passed on will be marked with blood. At the same time, a certain lineage can be designated as the inheritor, and no one else can be given the inheritance method.

Fang Zheng saw this and understood a little, this seems to be a kind of use of inheritance seals, marking the marks on what he said, the exercises he transmitted, etc., and then setting permissions, letting whoever he wants to see it, and even depriving people who have seen it at any time The relevant memories are withdrawn, and all the promising methods that have been passed on are withdrawn.

But what's the use of this thing?

"System, this thing you gave me doesn't seem to be of much use!" Fang Zheng shouted.

It's a pity that the system doesn't pay attention to him at all.

Fang Zheng shouted twice, always feeling that he had lost a lot this time!

Fang Zheng pondered the usefulness of this magic power for a while, but sadly found that Mao didn't use it! Fang Zheng finally shook his head, and said with a wry smile in his heart: "It's a big loss!"

took off the monk's robe, stuffed it under the box again, and walked out of the meditation room with an unhappy face.

At this moment, all the disciples are busy outside, the lone wolf is patrolling the mountain, and there are people throwing garbage, chopping and felling on the mountain, and breaking cold bamboos or something. Red children and monkeys are receiving pilgrims.

Salted fish did his offer again and was smashed around with money......

The squirrel is on the tree, checking the situation of all the pilgrims in the temple, which is a small camera.

Since there was nothing to do, Fang Zheng simply decided to go out and have a look. After all, as the host, he can't always show up, right......

As a result, as soon as Fang Zheng went out, he immediately regretted it, and saw that as soon as the pilgrims saw him, their eyes suddenly lit up. Immediately rushed up, took pictures, and asked all kinds of questions......

For the first time, Fang Zheng found that his mouth was missing!

However, some people asked questions that made him very interested, such as......

"Host Fang Zheng, you stopped giving medical lectures, so will you continue to hold classes in the future? If so, how are you going to start classes?" someone asked.

Fang Zheng was stunned, medical lectures? These people don't ask, he almost forgot about it......

But this is indeed a problem, he knows so much knowledge in the field of medicine, this is not at all three days and two days can be finished. But if you want to hold a class again, think about the negative impact caused last time, and forget it.

So Fang Zheng said: "There is no idea of starting classes for the time being, maybe when the time is ripe in the future, classes will be held again." ”

At the same time, Fang Zheng is thinking about the way to crack it, spread knowledge, and save sentient beings, which are all great merits!

It's as if he had taught him the carpenter's trade, which now gives him some merit every day. Because, those people are eating and surviving by the craftsmanship he passed on!

But medical skills are different, this is not only to make some people eat, but also to save more people in a fundamental sense!

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng had the idea of publishing a book for the first time.

With this thought, Fang Zheng suddenly remembered something, and then said in ecstasy: "I understand! Fortunately, I didn't return it, this is a real treasure!"

In the ecstasy, Fang Zheng hurriedly said goodbye to the pilgrims, shouted that he had realized something, and then walked away.

Seeing this, everyone looked at each other, but then smiled, and no one blamed Fang Zheng.

It must be said that in China, since ancient times, who is not a master with an eccentric temper? Compared with those weird people in history, this is already normal.

Fang Zheng hurriedly ran to the backyard, took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, spread out a large piece of rice paper, and began to write a small letter with a pen. With this pen, he felt something different, the blood in his body was actually speeding up, and he clearly felt that a strange force was constantly injected into the words as he wrote.

Fang Zheng knows that this is the blood seal! To put it simply, it is just an encryption method. With the encryption, this thing is what Fang Zheng wants to let whoever sees it, let it see. If you want to remember, you can remember, and if you want to take it back, you can take it back!

In this way, Fang Zheng is not afraid that what he wrote will be used by thieves with ulterior motives. He can finally let go of his hands and feet and pass on what he has learned!

As he wrote, he was a little excited, this is something that has been published in a book and passed down to the world! As long as he writes it, he will be sure that it will last forever! This is something that many people will never be able to do in a lifetime!

At this moment, the squirrel saw that the party in the backyard was busy, so he came over curiously and asked, "Master, what are you doing here?"