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They all have the essence of changing their lives, but in fact they are two completely different fields. The specific function is nothing more than the deformation of the body's essence, causing ordinary body cells to transcend and evolve into superior cells, so that people have a certain ability.

Taoism is a kind of comprehension and enlightenment, which is that people rely on their own nature to seek breakthroughs, and finally it is the power of belief that arises from it, that is, with their own firmness and belief, and then they change their lives against the sky, so that they have the ability that ordinary people do not have. It can exorcise demons and punish demons, can ask gods to possess the body, and so on......

So Zhang Haoran understands this and knows this. Sooner or later, the people of the Lou family will still have to find themselves, and Zhang Haoran is now waiting for them to come to the door.

"Boss, is it a temple for monks?" Xuanyuan Ziwu immediately thought of Shaolin Temple when he heard the three words Leihe Temple.

"Yes. Zhang Haoran replied, and then opened his eyes to look ahead, there are still more than 100 meters away from Leihe Temple, but now Zhang Haoran is waiting for time, a good time to sneak into Leihe Temple.

"Monk?" Xuanyuan Ziwu muttered in his heart, he originally wanted to ask, but as soon as Xuanyuan Ziwu remembered his identity as the crown prince, he immediately closed his mouth. Yes, he's the crown prince! Why do you always ask questions without using your brains?

At the beginning, he was unwilling to work hard, and his qualifications were not good, so he was still embarrassed by low-level zombie cultivation, so he was framed or plotted by his younger brothers around him.

Because of this, Xuanyuan Ziwu has been dodging, and it is still like this after hundreds of years of awakening. In the end, he tried his best to leave the palace in order to be alive, or to live more freely.

This is evasion, Xuanyuan Ziwu knows it very well. Originally, Xuanyuan Ziwu thought that he would finish his life in such an ordinary way. But when he came to Borderless City and met Zhang Haoran and these people, in the end, Xuanyuan Ziwu was not even qualified to be a subordinate.

Xuanyuan Ziwu told himself that he couldn't be cowardly, His Royal Highness the Prince of the dignified Xuanyuan clan was unqualified to even be a follower, and in the end, he returned to the house sent by Zhang Haoran to watch TV alone, what a failure was that?

Besides, Xuanyuan Ziwu didn't believe that his imperial brothers would let him go, after all, he Xuanyuan Ziwu was always the crown prince, the prince was not dead, and the throne was always his Xuanyuan Ziwu, so at this time, his younger brothers must have sent people to look for him. The people of the Xuanyuan clan are not good, and whoever becomes the emperor is not killed or trampled to become the emperor.

"Why don't you continue to ask?" Zhang Haoran didn't know Xuanyuan Ziwu's identity, and he didn't know what Xuanyuan Ziwu was thinking, but Xuanyuan Ziwu, who had been asking just now, suddenly stopped talking, which made Zhang Haoran feel uncomfortable.

"I want to think about why you're here, I'm going to try to find the problem by myself, and finally let myself grow quickly!" Xuanyuan Ziwu said firmly.

Zhang Haoran opened his eyes when he heard Xuanyuan Ziwu's words, and turned his head to look at Xuanyuan Ziwu, who was lying on a branch like himself......

"This guy has an unusual background, doesn't he? Why does he feel like he has some kind of hatred?" Zhang Haoran muttered in his heart, but finally laughed. No matter what, Xuanyuan Ziwu is a person from his own borderless city, and when Xuanyuan Ziwu needs help, Zhang Haoran will help him, it's as simple as that.

"I've come to steal relics. Zhang Haoran smiled. Without a clue, Ren Xuanyuan Ziwu couldn't even think of what he was going to do.

"Relic?" Xuanyuan Ziwu wondered. When the Shaolin monk died, he would leave a stone-sized relic after cremation, with different shapes, round and long, large and small. But these things, which are collected as treasures by Shaolin, must be placed in the most important places, and even guarded by disciples.

But what does Zhang Haoran want to do with the relics? You must know that Xuanyuan Ziwu's identity is a zombie, wouldn't going to Shaolin throw himself into the net? If he met someone powerful, he Xuanyuan Ziwu would not be able to eat and walk away today.

"The relics are a good thing, you can wait for me here, I'll just go in alone, it's good to steal, there are many people in the way." Zhang Haoran smiled. Leave a way back for Xuanyuan Ziwu in his heart.

How powerful Shaolin is Zhang Haoran doesn't know, Zhang Haoran is talking about the degree of damage to the zombies. So Zhang Haoran didn't plan to take Xuanyuan Ziwu on an adventure.

"Then, that's okay......" Xuanyuan Ziwu did have this intention, and it was obviously not a good thing to let him go.

In the end, the two stopped talking, and Zhang Haoran closed his eyes again and waited for night to fall.

When night fell, Zhang Haoran was already standing at the main gate outside the Shaolin Temple and watching, and Xuanyuan Ziwu was waiting more than 100 meters away, who made his own strength not strong enough, and more importantly, Shaolin was not something he could go to, who knew what else was hidden in this ancient sect.

"I can't imagine that I, Zhang Haoran, will still be a thief, I hope I can be a thief smoothly......" Zhang Haoran shrugged, in fact, Zhang Haoran didn't want to do this, but he couldn't help it, who let him open his mouth or not come to the relics.

One of the Shaolin valuables, can you get it?

However, the Shaolin Temple does not seem to be as heavily guarded as imagined, and now Zhang Haoran can't even see a monk. Zhang Haoran didn't care why, maybe no one would come to Shaolin to steal or commit crimes today.

But this is exactly what Zhang Haoran wanted, so Zhang Haoran did not hesitate to sneak in directly, and directly used his skills to step on the snow without a trace and fluttered into the Shaolin Temple.

The ancient style is classical, and the scene Zhang Haoran saw under the faint light of the moon was almost the same as he imagined. Although the ancient buildings of the mountains and rocks are a little dilapidated, as soon as they enter it and smell the smell of sandalwood and Buddha, Zhang Haoran respects this place.

There are also statues of the four heavenly kings on the main avenue, and then there are the bodies of the eighteen golden immortals, followed by the bodhisattvas and Buddha statues......

Anyway, Zhang Haoran walked very carefully, for fear of waking up the statues in front of him.

"Little ghost, what are you doing here?" Zhang Haoran was still tiptoeing to think about the location of the relic, but he didn't want to suddenly burst out of a voice that made Zhang Haoran's whole body stand up.

"Dare to ask Daxian's name...... There was no one around, Zhang Haoran directly let go of his consciousness, but Zhang Haoran failed to catch anyone's breath. Suddenly, Zhang Haoran guessed who was speaking, it must be those statues of the primordial gods.

Just like their own blood-soaked double lions, these absorb the aura of heaven and earth and naturally become godly things.

"The great immortal doesn't dare to be, and the little monk is psychic. I saw a seven or eight-year-old monk come out of the corner and bow directly to Zhang Haoran with his hands folded.

"I'm dizzy, it turned out to be a little monk, but I'm not a little ghost, my name is Zhang Haoran......" Zhang Haoran patted his chest, dealing with ghosts every day, it stands to reason that he is not afraid of these frighties, even if the ghost is an immortal, Zhang Haoran does not need to be afraid at all.

When Zhang Haoran was really taken aback just now, maybe this is a thief. Man's greatest enemy is himself, and this is true.

"I said you're a ghost, you're an imp. Could a person who broke into the monastery late at night be a little ghost? Little ghost, do you want to tell me what you are doing in the monastery? If not, be careful that I wake up the master and the senior brother. The little monk said with a serious face.

The little monk's serious face made Zhang Haoran not dare to refute at all, and finally he could only pull his face and look a little depressed: "Steal relics." ”

Zhang Haoran didn't know why he was telling the truth, and it stands to reason that he acted at the opportunity. But in the face of this little monk looking directly into his eyes, Zhang Haoran still told the truth.

"Little ghost, you are so bold! Do you know what the Buddhist relics represent?" the little monk was not angry and arrogant.

It is difficult for Zhang Haoran to imagine how a monk like a little kid can have such a strong momentum, as if like an old venerable, after the baptism of time, there are countless vicissitudes and naturally produce a terrifying momentum.

But the one in front of me is a seven or eight-year-old child, I'm afraid he can only be regarded as a little kid playing with toys.

"Isn't the Buddha purifying sentient beings, saving all people? I'm just using relics to save people, what's wrong?" Zhang Haoran knew that relics were the only thing left by the monks, representing faith and strength.

It is precisely because Zhang Haoran knows that Zhang Haoran chose to steal instead of taking.

"Relics can't save people like this, besides, you don't save people. "What the little monk said is neither pit nor humble.

"Demon Fox. Zhang Haoran is also telling the truth, still the feeling just now. Anyway, you can't tell a lie.

"Demon Fox ......" The little monk seemed to know the existence of the demon fox, and after listening to Zhang Haoran's words, he was thinking about it at this time.

"Little monk, I have no choice but to do it. Ahri and the little rabbit are good people, and the friend who saved me is nameless, and the grace of dripping water will be reciprocated. Zhang Haoran hoped that the little monk in front of him could fool him, but Zhang Haoran didn't even dare to lie when he met his eyes.

"Do you know why no one in the monastery is conservative?" the little monk paralyzed and changed the subject.

Zhang Haoran shook his head, he didn't investigate this in depth. Originally, Zhang Haoran came to steal it, and he only thought of taking advantage of the dark night to make a move. After all, Zhang Haoran's eyes see the same vision in the dark as in the day, so Zhang Haoran wants to use his strengths and skills to obtain relics.

"In recent days, there have been countless ghosts and ghosts appearing in major temples and Taoist temples, and almost every night there will be a lot of ghosts and ghosts to harass the temples, Taoist temples, and everyone is now guarding outside the temples. ”

The Buddhist beads in the little monk's hand were slowly held in his hand, and his eyes were half closed.

"And then?" Zhang Haoran always felt that the little monk in front of him was trapping him, really, this feeling Zhang Haoran had not had a long time ago, but today he felt it again.

"If you can solve the situation of Lei He Temple, I can give you two relics. The little monk looked at Zhang Haoran seriously, and the Buddha beads in his hand also stopped moving.

(Enlightenment Book Network.)