Tang Ning listened to him talk about what happened in the temple back then, as well as the things that had happened in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple over the years, including what happened recently, and after knowing the general situation, he nodded.

In addition to some things that outsiders know, there are also some things that outsiders do not know.

"Uncle Shi means that when I find an opportunity, I will send you to the holy place in the temple to have a look, and he said that maybe you will have a way to restore the destroyed spiritual veins." As he said this, the presiding officer looked at him with anticipation and hope in his eyes.

If they can really restore the destroyed spiritual veins, then they will have a future for the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect.

It's just, can the person in front of you really do that kind of thing? After all, I had never heard of anyone having the means to repair the destroyed spiritual vein holy land.

Tang Ning listened, touched his head, and said: "I may have a way to repair the spiritual veins of the human body, but in this holy land, I haven't tried it, and I don't know!" ”

The host listened to this and said, "It's okay, Uncle Shi said that you should cultivate in the temple for a period of time first, the spiritual veins of the holy land have been damaged for many years, and there is no hurry for this time and a half." ”

"Well, I see, in that case, then I'll stay in this temple for a while! I don't see that the incense in the temple is not prosperous, so I have to think of a way. As she spoke, she began to think about how she could help this Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.

The host chatted with him for a while, and the more he chatted, the more relaxed he became, and he felt that if it was Tang Ning, maybe, maybe it could really work.

After sitting here for a while, the host went back first. And not long after he left, Tang Ning saw that Qi Mufeng had not returned, so he also left the small courtyard to find something to fill his stomach.

Unexpectedly, when I arrived at a pavilion outside, I saw Qi Mufeng walking with a food box in his hand.

"Master? Are you done talking? When Qi Mufeng saw him, he couldn't help but call, walked forward quickly, and said, "I got you some food, the scenery of this place is not bad, can the master eat here?" ”

"It's fine." Tang Ning answered, came to the pavilion and sat down, and saw that two steamed buns, a bowl of millet porridge, and a small plate of pickles were taken out of the food box, so he asked, "Have you eaten it?" ”

"I've eaten, master, the food in this temple is a little poor, I went to the room before, and I heard the monks in the room sighing, saying that if it goes on like this, the people in the temple will be almost unable to eat." Qi Mufeng said, handing Tang Ning a pair of chopsticks.

"Can't eat? No way? Didn't you hear that there are still pilgrims who occasionally come to add sesame oil? Tang Ning took the chopsticks, took a sip of millet porridge, ate some pickles, and took a bite of the steamed bun.

"There are so many pilgrims, but the expenses in this temple are also large, think about it, so many disciples have to eat and drink every day, besides, they have no income, and they don't know how to make money or anything, only expenses have no income, plus there is no sesame oil money, it is natural that they can't eat." Prayer Wind shook his head and said.

He felt that the monks in the temple probably didn't have anything else to do except to remove the fate, but what could the fate turn into?

Tang Ning listened, bit the steamed bun and ate, drank another mouthful of porridge, and after eating, he saw that there was still a steamed bun left, so he put it back and said: "You take the food box back, and accompany me around in a while, and familiarize yourself with the place in the temple." ”