Bound by the chains of proverbs, and suppressed by the golden body, Teng Yu was still wild and difficult to train, constantly struggling slightly, scolding while struggling: "Dead bald donkey! You have repeatedly obstructed me from saying nothing, and you can't help but seal me for hundreds of years, such a deep hatred, I will settle accounts with you sooner or later!"

After a while, the illusion of the golden-bodied monk opened his eyes and scolded: "Evil obstacles! That Sancai ginseng has already cultivated spiritual wisdom, and there is no doubt that it has promised to send you roots to help you cultivate, but you are insatiable and want to eat other people's bodies, and you are still here to reverse right and wrong! Also, as long as you pass through towns and villages, you will inevitably be slaughtered by you, and you have chased Sancai ginseng all the way to here, how many killings have you caused? Look at the resentment that has been entangled around you that has condensed into substance, don't you know?

Do you think it's just the right time for me to meet you to stop you? It was because countless people petitioned and alarmed my Buddha that I appeared here in order to subdue you, an evil animal, but I didn't expect that hundreds of years of time would not be able to make you wake up!" After speaking, the phantom was covered in golden light and flickered, only to see him slap his palm on the golden lock hanging outside the flame chain, and the golden lock violently bloomed outward with a golden halo, directly blocking all the actions of Tengyu, so that it could not even make a sound, only the movement of his eyes proved that this Tengyu was still alive.

"Dare to ask the master if you know about the Great Lei Yin Temple?" At this time, Chen Yuan finally couldn't help it, and the monks in front of him were dressed and behaved almost exactly like the monks on the earth, all wearing robes, a string of Buddhist beads, putting their palms together, and chanting the Buddha's name in their mouths. Chen Yuan faintly felt that there was some connection between the two, and perhaps he could get some clues about the two worlds from the mouth of this monk.

The monk glanced at Chen Yuan in surprise and said, "The little benefactor has actually heard of the inheritance of the little monk!" Hearing him say this, Chen Yuan was even more sure that the monk in front of him was out of the same door as the monk on the earth. The Buddha is not unwarranted, nor is it made up by believers, there is a record in the Kunlun Taoist Collection, Buddhism is really existing, and there was a period of Taoist dispute with the Taoist Gate, and finally traveled overseas to find the Pure Land of Bliss.

There are two schools of Buddhism, one of which is called Doom Mountain, similar to the hidden sect in Buddhism, which has never been born, and I don't know which Buddha master to worship, I don't know where the mountain gate is, and I don't know what disciples practice. The second is called the Great Lei Yin Temple, which is dedicated to the Buddha of the Third Generation, and the Mahayana Buddhism is cultivated, and the mountain gate is on the Ling Mountain.

There is a saying in the cultivation world that "if you don't go out of the mountain, you will be able to live in thunder", and the existing Buddhist sects in China, whether they are Zen Buddhism, Tantric Buddhism or Theravada Buddhism, are actually branches of the exercises and secrets passed down by the outer disciples of the Great Leiyin Temple. This monk's cultivation is so high, it is obviously impossible to reach the height that those Buddhist sects on the earth can reach, so Chen Yuan remembered the source of the Buddhist sect on the earth, so he asked this question, but he didn't expect the monk's answer to surprise him.

Chen Yuan lowered his head and groaned, because there were still many people in the temple, for their own safety, their own things from another world had to be kept secret, so how could they get some information they wanted without revealing their identities?

"Xiaoyou, can you hand over the body of the Sancai ginseng in your hand to me, when I saved its life, it used its own spiritual wisdom and most of the Taoism as the source of power to seal, helping me seal this evil beast for hundreds of years, now this sarcophagus seal has been broken, the poor monk wants to recall its spiritual wisdom, let it go, I don't know if it can be convenient. The monk said to Chen Yuan sincerely, a kind of compassion and righteousness of the emotion from the monk's body unconsciously emanated, because the difference in cultivation is too great, Chen Yuan almost gave away the Sancai ginseng in his hand, thanks to Chen Yuan's firm mind, barely biting the tip of his tongue to get out of the monk's mood fluctuations, almost being crossed! Chen Yuan was shocked into a cold sweat.

Realizing that Chen Yuan was wrong, the monk realized that his emotions were outgoing and affected Chen Yuan, so he hurriedly pinched a Dharma seal and chanted the heart mantra three times before he could eliminate the mood swings. "Sins and sins, the little donor forgives the sins, it is the poor monk's appearance. The monk chanted a Buddha name and apologized to Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan waved his hand, wiped the wisp of blood from the corner of his mouth, and asked Yang Ting with his eyes, after all, Yang Ting is the supreme commander here. Yang Ting summoned everyone to start discussing, and the monk did not stop him, just waiting quietly.

"What do you think?" Yang Ting asked as she gathered everyone together. "Or give it to him, his cultivation is so high, even that strange beast of the Wonderful Realm can turn his hand and suppress it, in case we turn our faces, we will lose more than we lose. Someone said.

Someone else disagreed: "I think we can not give it to him, Sancai ginseng is now in our hands, he obviously has to maintain the seal of the evil beast, he can't leave the temple, it's better for us to take the ginseng and run, as long as we get out of the temple, the treasure is ours." ”

Everyone expressed their opinions, but on the whole, most of them agreed to return it, and most of them were still afraid of the monk's terrible strength, and compared to their own lives, the treasure still had to stand aside. "Chen Yuan, what do you think?" Yang Ting threw the question to Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan thought for a while and said, "Personally, I think I can return the Sancai ginseng to him." "Why?" Feng Sanqi asked suspiciously, he was not in favor of returning the treasure, in his opinion, what came to his hands was his own, and there was no reason to hand it back.

After getting along for so many days, Chen Yuan certainly knew what Feng Sanqi, a greedy guy, thought in his heart, and couldn't help but glance at him and explained: "First of all, I know something about their group of people, most of them are kind to others, and they have no desires and no desires, and they believe in the cycle of cause and effect the most. So even if we really take Sancai ginseng away, he will probably not stop it more.

However, we don't know the efficacy, effect and use of Sancai ginseng, and as an innate spiritual root, the medicinal power must be extremely powerful, and how to control the amount is the most important problem. It's like if we bring ginseng back, and one day someone is fatally injured and needs ginseng for treatment, so how much should we use? If we can't grasp the dosage, it's a chicken rib to bring it back, and we can't do experiments with human lives.

Some people may say that ginseng has the effect of increasing cultivation, so we can not take it and use it for cultivation. Then the question is, now that we have people from Hanqi City and Frost Remnant City, there is only one word that this ginseng is not divided, who should it belong to? Then again, even if we don't discuss the issue of ownership for the time being, can you guarantee that the brilliance of this ginseng-assisted cultivation will always exist? If we bring it back today, tomorrow its brilliance will disappear?

So, I don't think there's any gain in bringing ginseng back, and there's a risk of offending a great power, and even though they're a group of people who are easier to talk to, who can say for sure?

If we follow that person's wishes, with his character, we are bound to reciprocate, and even if we don't reciprocate, he will accept a favor from us, knowing that this favor may save our lives in the future.

And he wants to recall the spiritual wisdom of Sancai ginseng, which means that Sancai ginseng is about to have wisdom, and after knowing the ins and outs of the matter, it will definitely give us some benefits, after all, we have returned its ontology, so the benefits of returning it are generally greater than not returning, and it can even be said to be more practical. After Chen Yuan finished explaining, Yang Ting asked everyone's opinions again, this time the opinions were surprisingly unanimous, and even Feng Sanqi, a stingy ghost who supported resolutely not to return it, voted to return it this time.

Yang Ting smiled with satisfaction, she is more and more appreciative of Chen Yuan, every time Chen Yuan's analysis is meticulous, meticulous, with strong persuasiveness, can always unify everyone's opinions, such a control ability is only a leader has.

After unifying the opinion, with Yang Ting's approval, Chen Yuan handed the body of Sancai ginseng to the monks. "Thank you. The monk smiled slightly, nodded to Chen Yuan, and then pressed the cinnabar mark on the center of his eyebrows with his index finger, and pointed out a ray of golden light to Chen Yuan, the golden light entered his forehead, and Chen Yuan's subconscious body sat cross-legged in a five-hearted posture, and his whole body began to emit a faint golden light.

"Chen Yuan!" Zhang Ling'er and Feng Sanqi saw a ray of golden light shooting into Chen Yuan's forehead, and couldn't help screaming, thinking that the monk wanted to harm Chen Yuan, so they hurriedly rushed forward. "Come back!" Yang Ting grabbed the two and said, "Chen Yuan is not in danger, that should be the reward and gift that Chen Yuan said." Feng Sanqi and the others looked at Chen Yuan carefully, and found that there was nothing unusual, so they put their minds at ease. At the same time, there is some curiosity and envy in his heart, such a gift of cultivation is powerful, obviously Chen Yuan's harvest this time is quite good.

Seeing that Chen Yuan entered the cultivation state, the monk put the body of the Sancai ginseng in front of him, and the miraculous thing was that the ginseng was floating in the air, and it did not fall, and the monk's hands began to seal rapidly, and the golden light on his body began to converge between his palms. As the speed of the seal became faster and faster, the handprints became more and more complicated, and it was as if countless arms had grown out of thin air. If Chen Yuan hadn't settled, he would have been surprised to find that the monk was using the Thousand Hands Guanyin Method, the secret of Buddhism.

When the golden light in the monk's palm reached its peak, the monk shouted softly, "The spirit is rejuvenated, and the spirit is in place!" Then a palm was imprinted on the body of Sancai ginseng, only to see that the golden light was constantly absorbed by Sancai ginseng like a stream of water, while absorbing the golden light, the three colors on the body of Sancai ginseng also began to flow, between the color conversion, Sancai ginseng began to slowly become larger, the body that could be held with one hand slowly became a normal baby size, a strange medicinal effect came from the position of Sancai ginseng, so that the spirit of all the people in the temple was lifted, and the temple was affected by the poisonous gas, and the withered flowers and plants regained vitality in the breath of Sancai ginseng, and even the injured Fei Lian felt that his injury was a little better all of a sudden。

The golden light was slowly completely swallowed by Sancai ginseng, but the change of Sancai ginseng was not over, the original ginseng-like body was gradually transforming into a human body, limbs, and skulls appeared, and in less than a few minutes, Sancai ginseng turned into a white doll with a leaf under everyone's noses. The three-colored brilliance turned into a three-color intertwined belly pocket and was worn on the doll, and I saw it stretch its white and delicate limbs, open its eyes and happily jump into the monk's arms, and laugh happily, obviously remembering the savior who saved its life in the first place.