"This Ten Thousand Souls Layman is not afraid of God's curse?"

It wasn't Hetu who asked, but another monk, who was only in his thirties.

The foundation is only built at this age, and it can only be said that the qualifications are mediocre, but it is still much better than ordinary people.

The man had just finished asking, and soon someone answered:

"This mortal is naturally not killed by the Ten Thousand Souls, if you really want to spare your life, no one will exchange your life for the Ten Thousand Souls Layman, if you are really willing to exchange your life, most of your life is not the most important."

Seeing Yang Wei, who was still a little resistant to Hetu before, he immediately said positively:

"Yes, the Wanling monk is good, it must be this mortal who rushed into the monk inside and was beaten to death by the monk who guarded the courtyard."

Hetu smiled in his skull when he heard this, and it was okay to kill the monk.

"This is generally going in, what do the Ten Thousand Souls Lay take to exchange it with you?"

It stands to reason that Hetu, a cultivator in the Qi cultivation period, has absolutely no confidence, and in front of these people, he asks questions confidently.

But the fact that he broke the three immortals and three games has spread in the four threes, and among the righteous path immortals, the strength is strong, and the qualifications are excellent, and there may not be a place for Hetu.

But in the way of miscellaneous learning, Hetu is destined to become famous.

These monks, as well as other outer disciples, didn't feel that there was any shame in answering the question of a Qi cultivator, and one of the foundation building period monks replied:

"It's all worthless stuff, and it's absolutely useless in exchange."

Hetu nodded, he basically understood a little bit of this Ten Thousand Souls Layman's routine.

I have to say that this Ten Thousand Souls Monk has some ability, and after Hetu had a rough idea in his heart, he arched his hand to everyone and said:

"I hope you will allow me to cut in the line, this is the master, I want to go in and break the game."

As soon as Hetu said this, the onlookers suddenly began to talk again:

"Master Zhen is really here to break the bureau of the Ten Thousand Souls Layman!"

"If it is the head of Zhen, it will definitely be broken."

"Master Zhen, please feel free, when the three immortals and three games, I have never seen it, and today I am fortunate to see the head of Zhen break the game!"

Naturally, those monks had no objections, and they were very happy to see Hetu break the situation, so they all got out of the way.

Hetu thanked him and led the Qing Dynasty temple inside.

In front of the Reclining Buddha Temple, there are bluestone slabs, and they are cleaned cleanly, and not even a single ginkgo leaf is visible.

The decoration of the temple gate is not exquisite, but it cannot be said to be simple.

The plaque that reads "Wolong Temple" on the head is dark and the texture is fine, and the wood used is very high-grade at a glance.

As soon as you enter the temple gate, you will see a huge stone tablet with granite as the base, surrounded by this circle of white marble railings, and there are stone lions sitting on both sides of the bluestone staircase.

The two one-foot-tall stone lions do not look angry and arrogant, and their demeanor is extraordinary.

The temple is not very large, there is a room on each side, a large hall in front of it, and when you walk up the steps, you can see the incense burner placed in the small square in the center.

An old monk wearing a linen gray robe, holding a long stick, pronounced a Buddha name to the river map, and then pointed to the location of the main hall and made a gesture of please.

"Nan no Amitabha!"

Hetu shouted at the old monk, and regardless of whether he shouted right or not, he pulled Qingming and walked in.

Approaching the main hall, there is a statue of Maitreya Buddha at first, with the front placket exposed, sitting cross-legged, holding the Buddha beads, smiling, vivid.

On both sides are Buddhas and Bodhisattvas from all walks of life.

Hetu is basically unknown.

The murals on the top of the head are dazzling, and the raised faces of the Buddhas are like countless stars and Beidou, with different expressions and thousands of postures.

In terms of the artistic level of this temple, in the era of Hetu's previous life, it is not a big problem to evaluate a five-A scenic spot.

Hetu was looking left and right over there, but Qingming didn't squint, and he didn't have the slightest interest in these Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

"Fellow Daoist, what did you ask for here?"

Hetu was looking left and right, but he heard a voice coming from ahead, and it was coming from behind Maitreya Buddha.

"Zhen Hetu, the head of the Taiqiong Sect in the younger generation, has seen the Ten Thousand Souls Layman."

Hetu clasped his hands together and bowed in the direction of Maitreya Buddha, thinking that a monk would come out.

I even thought about it, it is not impossible for such a person with such a personality to have a bottle of wine in his left hand and a roast chicken in his right hand.

But I didn't see the monk come out, but I saw a man dressed as a scholar walking out.

The man dressed as a scholar, with a book in his hand, read it with relish, but the cover did not have a name.

This person is the Monk of All Souls.

【When the junior (Ten Thousand Souls)

Sect: None

Age: 650

Attributes: Perception 9, Physique 9, Potential 8, Spiritual Power 9, Concentration 9, Chance 9

Practice: Vientiane Heaven Introduction; Confucian classics

Acquired Skills: ......

Realm: Merge Period (980/1000)

Mood: 400 (Base Mood +400)】

Although this Ten Thousand Souls Monk is six hundred and fifty years old, he actually looks like he is only in his forties.

But the age of the monk can't be counted, and the Chixia Fairy is more than a hundred years old, and she doesn't look like a young girl who is only twenty years old.

The monk was dressed in ink-colored Confucian robes and had a neat bun on the top of his head, which was set in a delicate white jade crown.

Belts, shoes, jade pendants, sachets, the dress that a Confucian scholar should have, and this great power in the fit period should have.

Although his appearance is ordinary, this temperament makes him feel like a generation of Confucianism when he releases it.

"Taiqiongmen?"

The monk looked at Hetu and Qingming a few times, then sat down cross-legged on the futon in front of the Buddha, and said slowly:

"Your master, you borrowed something from me many years ago, and you haven't returned it yet."

"Junior, that's what I'm here for."

Hetu stood and said to Wanling.

The Ten Thousand Souls monk looked the river map up and down, and smiled:

"Whatever you say, let's talk about it after you exchange things with me."

After speaking, the monk quickly put the book in his hand in front of him, and then put a folding fan, a jade pendant, a scroll of drawing paper, and a peach branch.

Hetu glanced at it, it was all ordinary mundane things, and the jade pendant might be able to exchange it for a tael of silver.

Hetu took out a bottle of elixir from the virtual realm, which was the Nine Turns Soul Restoration Pill given by Qin Xian.

Hetu pushed the Nine Turns Soul Restoration Pill in front of the Ten Thousand Souls Monk and said:

"This is the most beloved thing I can give out, this is a first-class elixir, the nine-turn soul pill, even if it is dead, as long as the soul is still dying, it can be saved. This is my life, exchange it with you, and then ask about my master's affairs. ”

The Ten Thousand Souls shook his head with a smile, he supported his knee with one hand, and leaned forward slightly:

"It's not something you love, I don't want it."

Qingming frowned slightly, and said impatiently:

"So what do you want? This is already the most precious elixir for my senior brother. ”

The Wanling monk touched his beard and smiled, and the ancient Buddha behind him seemed to be laughing at this moment, but when he saw the Wanling monk, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Qingming.

"She is your most precious, if you want to exchange her, exchange her."

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