Chapter 3 The Dog's Eyes Are Powerful

After tossing and turning several ATMs, Zhang San finally withdrew 10,000 yuan, and then he hid in a no-man's corner and put the cash into the system space, and then walked leisurely towards the Shangyuan Temple on the mountainside.

After all, those rich bigwigs go directly to the temple to worship the Buddha, and it is not easy to see them at the foot of the mountain, so they must take the initiative to dig the foot of the wall.

As for whether the dead bald people in Shangyuan Temple will treat him, Zhang San said that they should all go to see the Dizang Buddha.

But to be honest, Zhang San's content is still a little cowardly, after all, he has only refined his qi, and if he is beaten by that group of bald people, he is afraid that he will be cold.

And I heard the system say before that the earth's aura has been revived twice, plus last night's three times, and there are also old monsters who can cultivate in the Shangyuan Temple, so his little cultivation is a bit insufficient.

"System, can you see if there are any cultivators in that Shangyuan Temple?"

"Sorry, this service is not available in this system. โ€

The system rejected Zhang San's question, and Zhang San had no choice but to retreat and continue to ask: "Then the system, is there any way to make my strength stronger?"

"Please enter the system mall, in the system mall, only you have enough merit, even if it is a means to kill gods and destroy saints, you can buy it. โ€

"Damn, so awesome?"

Zhang San's heart was moved, and he hurriedly asked the system to open the system mall, and then hid in a no-man's corner, and in an instant, a light curtain appeared in front of his eyes that could not be seen by outsiders.

"In view of the fact that the host currently only has 100 merits, this system combines the current situation and specially recommends several cost-effective products for the host, hoping that the host likes it. โ€

The system recommended four products to Zhang San very user-friendly.

The first is the amount of aura, 1 merit and 10 points.

The second is a spell, a lightning channeling technique, 50 merits, which can kill or severely damage a monk who cultivates to no more than one of Zhang San's great realms.

The third is a talisman, a sword qi talisman, 30 merits, which can kill monks below the golden pill, and disposables.

The fourth is supernatural powers, bewitching the public, 100 merits, but to bewitch monks in the same great realm as Zhang San, they can only be used once a day.

"Damn, the system, you are really black-hearted, these things are actually sold at such a high price, don't you feel uneasy about your conscience. Zhang San said bitterly.

"I'm sorry host, this system has no body, let alone conscience, and, what is conscience, can it be worth 1 merit?"

Being so stunned by the system, Zhang San could only silently greet the ancestors of the system for nine hundred and eighty-three generations, and then bought the goods very distressed.

"System, give me 50 points of aura first. โ€

As soon as Zhang San's words fell, the cash he stored in the system space was reduced by five hundred, and his cultivation was upgraded to the second level of qi refining, and the column of spiritual energy volume was refreshed to 1/100.

"As long as 100 points, you can upgrade again, and the system will come back to 100 points. โ€

Zhang San said, the cash was one thousand less, and his cultivation had risen to the third level of qi refining, and the column of spiritual energy was also refreshed to 1/150.

"You can't be promoted to cultivation anymore, you have to have some means of attack. โ€

Zhang San thought silently for a while, and then said, "System, give me a lightning channel." โ€

As soon as Zhang San finished speaking, there was a thick stack of cash in the system space, which made Zhang San feel sad.

However, immediately the memories of the [Guiding Thunder Technique] cultivation appeared in his mind, and his method of using the [Guiding Thunder Technique] suddenly became clear.

"It's really bad. โ€

Zhang San felt the aura flowing in his body, his whole body was happy, coupled with his good equipment, the temperament of the whole person was more immortal, and the success rate of fooling people would probably increase a lot.

"Good. โ€

Zhang San sighed, walked out of the no-man's corner, and walked leisurely towards Shangyuan Temple again.

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On the mountain road of Shangyuan Mountain, there are many tourists walking in the meantime, when Zhang San appeared, everyone couldn't help but look sideways, full of doubts.

"This Dao Chief, you shouldn't be in the wrong place, right?!"

Just as everyone was whispering, a handsome young man in his early twenties suddenly stopped Zhang San.

Zhang San turned his eyes and suddenly his eyes lit up, as the so-called rich people are not necessarily handsome, but 99% of handsome people are rich.

In addition, Zhang San learned a little physiognomy from his master, and he could see at a glance that this young man was not ordinary and was a money-making object.

After thinking about it, he then looked at the young man with a "kryptonite dog eye", consumed 1 point of merit, and came up with some basic information.

[Name]: Huang Shen

[Age]: Twenty-one

[Identity]: The heir of the Huang Group in Dongyuan City, worth more than 100 million.

[Fate]: This person has some minor disasters today (if you want to know more information, please continue to consume merit)

[System Friendly Reminder]: This person is a big fat sheep...... Phew, this person is a sponsor and hopes that the host will develop a good relationship with him.

After reading these basic information, Zhang San silently despised the shameless system in his heart, but his face showed a faint and unfathomable smile, and then he waved lightly, sandwiched it in his arm and gave a salute to Na Huang Shen.

"The donor has been thinking a lot, and the poor road is not in the wrong place. โ€

"But this is a Buddhist temple, shouldn't the Taoist chief go to the Taoist temple?" Huang Shen asked if he didn't understand, he was a talent.

The surrounding tourists also paused and secretly looked at Zhang San, wanting to see how he would explain.

"The donor is in love, there are thousands of avenues, different paths are the same, why be obsessed with the distinction of Tao and Buddha, all living beings in the world are living beings, and where can they not go. This Buddhist temple, the donor came, and the poor road also came. Zhang San said with an unfathomable face, in fact, he was fooling around.

"What the Taoist chief said seems to make sense. โ€

Huang Shen thought for a while, felt that Zhang San's words were reasonable, nodded silently, and was about to leave.

Zhang San was in a hurry, how could he just let go of this big fat sheep...... Phew, it should be this sponsor, and he immediately said, "Donor, please stay." โ€

"Is there something wrong with the Dao Chief?"

Huang Shen stopped and looked at Zhang San suspiciously.

Zhang San waved the dust, and said with a masterful appearance: "Today's donor stopped the poor road, the poor Taoist view of the donor and I have a fate, I would like to give the donor a free divination, I don't know if the donor is willing?"

"This ......"

Huang Shen hesitated a little, looking at Zhang San's routine, it seemed like he was deceiving people.

"Boy, go away, how can you believe this thing. The people watching the play around reminded that they obviously also felt that Zhang San was a charlatan.

"Don't worry too much about the donor, the poor way divination for you is free, just to make a good fate. Zhang San said, he didn't want Huang Shen to be persuaded away by others like this.

"Okay. โ€

Huang Shen thought about it, but nodded, after all, Zhang San said that it was free, and it didn't hurt to take a hexagram.

When Zhang San heard this, he immediately spent 2 points of merit according to the system's prompts before he came up with Huang Shen's slightly more accurate fate.

[Fate]: This person has some minor disasters today, and he will be stabbed in the stomach with a knife in the afternoon (if you want to know more information, please continue to consume merit)

", the stomach is stabbed and it's just a small disaster, the system is your cow. โ€

Zhang San didn't know how to describe his current fucking mood, so he could only silently give a thumbs up to the system in his heart.

(To be continued, the follow-up will be more exciting)