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"Brother, don't think about it, we monks must take our time and get the meditation index up first."

"I said brother, we are not real monks, we are players, don't play a game to really think of yourself as a monk! Do you know how to be flexible? ”

"Can I be flexible? There are so many guards in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, even if you fight, you can't get in! ”

"Yes, it's so helpless."

"Otherwise, we will go to meditate and chant the sutras later, and after a few days of chanting, the meditation index will go up."

"There's no way, I chose to be a monk at the beginning, and I had to eat even a mouthful of."

The two pseudo-monks complained and finally slipped out from Xu Feng's side.

Although they had gone far, the words they had said such as the Golden Pavilion and the relics had always lingered in Xu Feng's heart.

These words are like a stubborn stone on his waist, constantly teasing Xu Feng.

It makes Xu Feng's heart itch!

There are relics in the scripture pavilion.

This is by no means talking, there must have been a monk who said it, or the two of them inquired, otherwise they would never be so sure.

And the origin of this relic is even more mysterious.

In Buddhism, it is said that relics are stones made of the heart, liver, nails, and teeth of a monk after he has passed away and sat down.

Therefore, simply killing the host may not necessarily be able to get the relics.

Unless, when killing the host, add a fire to the host and completely incinerate his body.

But that won't necessarily work out.

Therefore, the original plan was still a bit reckless.

But at this time, it is different, if the relics can be found directly in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, then why break in vigorously and secretly take it out, wouldn't it be better?

Thinking of this, Xu Feng was impulsive.

Holding back the surprise in his heart, Xu Feng quietly walked in the direction of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

The Scripture Pavilion is more conspicuous, just in the center of the outer courtyard, and you can see it at a glance.

Because the Pavilion is very high.

The floors are as high as 5 floors, each floor is an octagonal eaves building, and the windows on the scripture pavilion are closed, so you can't see what's inside at all.

Everyone only knows that there are a large number of scriptures in the scripture pavilion.

It's the equivalent of a library in a temple, and it's the kind of library with permissions where players can learn powerful skills.

From a distance, Xu Feng saw a large number of monks guarding.

These guards are at the bottom of the Scripture Pavilion, and they are quite high-level, almost all of them are around level 30.

They lined up in several columns and guarded the entrance to the Pavilion to prevent the player monks from breaking in.

When Xu Feng arrived, he saw several players stuck at the door.

Similarly, there are also players who easily walk into the Scripture Pavilion, and it is thought that their Zen index is much higher than others.

Xu Feng took two steps forward, but was stopped by several monks.

"Senior brother, don't go forward!"

"Senior brother, please go back!"

"The front is the Scripture Pavilion, so it's better for the junior brother to finish his homework first and then come back."

The monks politely persuaded Xu Feng.

Xu Feng didn't break through, but turned back.

The Scripture Pavilion was a must-go, but he couldn't hurry.

So first go to the inner courtyard and ask the familiar monks, what is the situation in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, this is the key.

Inner Courtyard.

"Little junior brother, the Scripture Pavilion is not the place for me to go!"

"We just need to recite the scriptures diligently and do our homework!"

"The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is a place for senior monks, and one day the junior and younger brother can become a senior monk, so he can naturally go there to enjoy the scriptures!"

In front of him, the monk who was talking endlessly in front of Xu Feng was called Pure Heart.

Jingxin looks two or three years older than Jingqing.

But the other party started to do things, and he was quite mature when he spoke.

He is Xu Feng's partner, and the two work together in the kitchen, so they have a very close relationship.

It's a pity that Jingxin didn't find the vision of Jingqing, and he talked about everything about Xu Feng.

"Senior Brother Pure Heart, do you know what else is in the Scripture Pavilion besides the scriptures?" Xu Feng asked.

The little monk thought for a while and said: "Of course there are books in the Scripture Pavilion, in addition to the scriptures, of course they are martial arts secrets, what is this for?" ”

"Martial arts cheats, have you ever seen that senior brother?" Xu Feng asked.

"The junior brother laughed." The little monk said, "We are little novices, where have we seen such things, we just need to recite the scriptures!" ”

Sure enough, the monk in the inner courtyard didn't know anything, so Xu Feng let go and asked: "Senior brother, some people say that there are relics of high monks in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and the relics are transformed by the corpses of high monks, and the merits are immeasurable, is this really true?" ”

"Amitabha." The little monk said: "I don't dare to say anything about this, the monk is the object of my life!" ”

"If you pay homage to that relic, I will die without regrets." Xu Feng said.

Perhaps feeling Xu Feng's sincerity, the little monk said, "Senior brother, then you can go to the outer courtyard to have a look." There are many foreign monks over there, and they can also go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to visit. ”

Oh~~~

There is play.

Xu Feng estimated that this should be the interaction between players and NPCs.

The little monk said that there were many foreign monks in the wing room outside.

Many of these monks are more diligent in chanting sutras.

Then these people must have a high Zen index, and they can definitely go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to visit.

And at this time, as a little novice, you can go and give them a hand.

This...... I'm afraid no player will refuse.

After all, an NPC gives you a hand, that's the supreme glory.

Thinking of this, Xu Feng closed his palms and solemnly recited to Xiao Shami: "Amitabha, thank you brother!" ”

"Senior brother, go quickly!"

……

Outer Courtyard.

In front of you is the wing.

There are more people in front of the wings.

In other words, Xu Feng still underestimated the players' desire to explore.

Half of the monks here are turning into monks with the intention of trying it out.

Who knows that as soon as you change jobs, you will really become a monk, and it is difficult to return to the vulgar after becoming a monk, and the steps of returning to the vulgar are very complicated.

No, everyone panicked, instead of being a wild monk outside, it is better to hold a group here.

Anyway, there are all kinds of dungeons in the Little Lei Yin Temple, and there are teammates, who can level up, fight monsters, and chant scriptures and knock wooden fish, so it's not bad to play.

Therefore, there are really many monks who live here.

In and out of the chamber are player monks.

"Amitabha!" Xu Feng deliberately walked into the crowd, solemnly closed his fingers, and said reverently: "Hello senior brothers! ”

Everyone was a little confused, and there were really few NPCs who took the initiative to come to the door.

So everyone also greeted Xu Feng one by one according to the monk's customs.

"Hello little junior brother!"

"Little junior brother is here today to inform me to go to schoolwork?"

"Do you still want to chant the scriptures? I've read it today, let's have an eighteen bronze array for us! ”

There are also players who are impatient, of course Xu Feng directly ignored those people, and said slowly: "One day, when the little monk was chanting, he suddenly saw a real dragon appear in the sky!" It was a five-clawed golden dragon, a true dragon soaring through the clouds, frolicking in the sea of clouds, playing with thunder and lightning in the palm of his hand. ”

"In an instant, the rain poured down, and the entire Leiyin Temple was under a haze. After the heavy rain, the real dragon disappeared, but the little monk's eyes were sharp, and he saw that the real dragon turned into a dragon ball, and the dragon ball fell into the top floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with a bang. ”

"The little monk is here, I just want to ask you senior brothers, is the real dragon in the sky real?"

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