"It's just that your master won't like you because of this?"

Ye Zhen's face was slightly gloomy, his eyes turned to Xiaohua and Xiaobai, and he whispered, "You two are my only relatives in this world, when you have a better future"

"I don't want to be disillusioned because of me"

Hearing Ye Zhen's words, Xiaobai Xiaohua was moved in her heart, and it was precisely because of the master's selfless help to the two of them that they would be where they are today, and this is also the reason why the second daughter didn't want to leave Ye Zhen no matter what.

"Young master, speaking of which, Xiao Bai can be accepted as a disciple by the master, maybe it is because of the young master" Xiao Bai remembered something, and his beautiful face gradually became admirable.

"Because of me?" Ye Zhen was puzzled.

"When Xiaobai met the master, the master mentioned the young master, and then mentioned it several times" Xiaobai remembered the situation at that time, and felt more and more like this.

"Xiaobai, let's contact the master" After that, Zhu Hai fell on Xiaobai's little hand, and the white demon power flashed away, and a little starlight rose from Zhu Hai's head, and finally gathered into a butterfly from the air and turned into a rainbow.

Looking at the disappearing butterfly, Xiao Bai's beautiful eyes were full of affection, and he said, "The master's magic is profound, and in less than one day, he will definitely be able to receive Xiao Bai's summons."

Hearing this, Ye Zhen just smiled, Lishan Ancestor, what if he returns to Heaven or Western Bliss.

Could it be that this butterfly can still fly with it.

And even if the other party receives it, it's still unknown whether he cares about himself or not.

Sure enough, time flies, ten years have passed, Xiaobai has sent messages several times, but there has been no news, and he even went to Qingcheng Mountain in person to run for an unknown number of times, and the ancestor of Lishan has not returned.

But a lot has happened in the past ten years.

Ye Zhen opened a study, and he wrote and painted on weekdays, but as time went on, Ye Zhen's fame grew, and he even became a world-famous calligraphy master!

Until the emperor, he also came to the study several times to beg for words, and even wanted Ye Zhen to enter the palace as an official, but Ye Zhen refused very simply every time.

In this way, everyone in the world praises Ye Zhen's bones, so there is an endless stream of people who come to ask for words.

However, Ye Zhen was a little, and he was too annoyed, so he closed the study, built a academy by the West Lake, and served as the academy gentleman, and his life was fulfilling.

However, I knew that today, when Ye Zhen was teaching students, an uninvited guest came.

"Amitabha, I haven't seen you for ten years, but the donor's demeanor is still the same" At the door of the school, a seven or eight-year-old monk pronounced a Buddha name to Ye Zhen.

"Fahey, what are you doing?" Ye Zhen frowned slightly, although he had no cultivation, he always felt that there was nothing good about Fahai's arrival.

"Ten years ago, the little monk and the donor discussed, ten years have passed, the little monk is stupid, still unable to understand, the donor Huigen is the little monk's life only, so I want to let the donor into my Buddhism, in order to understand this cause and effect" Xiao Fahai eyes lowered.

"What if I don't agree?" Ye Zhen's tone was slightly cold, and he suddenly thought of something.

"You're in a witch's hands?" Ye Zhen saw that Xiao Fahai's eyes were slightly red, but he couldn't imagine that his words ten years ago would force this guy into a demonic situation.

"Not as good as the devil, the little monk is a little monk, the little monk is still a little monk, this is just the Buddha to the little monk tempering, as long as the little monk can be the donor like the Buddha, you can eliminate the demon barrier in the heart" Xiao Fahai is not sad or happy.

"Heh, if you can't understand yourself, you have to use such means, you can really do it, you can go, Ye still has to teach the industry, and I don't have time to take care of you" Ye Zhen's face was indifferent, and he directly ordered the expulsion.

"Amitabha, this can not be done by the donor, the donor does not think about himself, but also for others" Xiao Fahai finally raised his head, and the corners of his mouth were actually with a smile of evil intent.

Ye Zhen's eyebrows raised slightly, put down the books, and said to the children in the school with a puzzled look on their faces, "Let's go back."

"Yes, sir"

After all the students left, Ye Zhen put his hands behind his back and whispered indifferently, "Let's go."

Seeing Ye Zhen, who was one step ahead of him, his face was full of indifference, and Xiao Fahai's eyes showed a little doubt, and he returned to calm.

It seemed that he felt slow and uninhabited, Xiao Fahai suddenly grabbed Ye Zhen's arm, turned into a streamer, and soon arrived at Jinshan Temple.

"Jinshan Temple, built on the mountain, the golden roof is brilliant, the scale is magnificent, it is a pity to destroy it" Ye Zhen has already pointed to the road.

With Xiao Fahai leading the way in front, Ye Zhen did not resist, and followed all the way until he entered the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

"I have long heard that your Jinshan Temple is full of incense, and this is true, but this Buddha statue made of pure gold is worth a lot of money, and there are gems inlaid on this lotus platform."

Ye Zhen ignored the hundreds of monks in the hall, strolled to the Buddha statue, and touched the gem set on the seat, and then the gem fell into Ye Zhen's hand.

"I'm sorry, this gem isn't strong enough," Ye Zhen smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"Bold!"

Seeing the disrespectful scene of the Buddha in front of him, the monks in the hall were furious.

However, Xiao Fahai was unmoved, he knew that Ye Zhen's move was just to provoke him.

"Shaving for this benefactor" Xiao Fahai was wearing a robe and lying cross-legged on a high place.

Hearing this, Ye Zhen held the gem buckled from the lotus seat in one hand, and slowly came to the center of the main hall, Ye Zhen kicked directly from a small novice to the side, snatched the futon under his buttocks, and then sat up.

"Come on, these 30 million troubles, just take them" Ye Zhen's eyes closed, looking like an old god was there.

"Shave!" Xiao Fahai sat on the futon, his face was condensed, and a cold drink echoed in the hall.

"Yes!"

An old monk hurriedly picked up a razor from the plate held by a small monk beside Ye Zhen and pronounced the Buddha's name.

Reaching out to untie Ye Zhen's hairband, the black hair instantly spread out, hanging down behind his back, Ye Zhen, who was closed his eyes, lowered his head and took the initiative to send it to the razor.

Seeing that Ye Zhen was so cooperative, the old monk nodded slightly, and then grabbed a strand of Ye Zhen's hair, and the shiny razor cut it on the long hair.

Then the next moment, a puff of sparks splashed everywhere, Ye Zhen's hair was not broken, not to mention, but the razor was curled and full of chips.

"This" The old monk who shaved Ye Zhen's head was directly dumbfounded.

Sitting on the high platform, the treasure is solemn and the small law sea road "uses gold scissors".

"Yes"

The old monk responded, even if he let the little monk take it, this golden scissors legend is the scissors used by the Buddha to shave the monster, no matter how strong your physique is, this hair will be broken as soon as it is cut.

The legend does not know whether it is true or not, even if it is true, the golden scissors in Jinshan Temple are not the one used by the Buddha.

But the miracle of the mythical world is not so simple, this golden scissors is really Ye Zhen's hair cut.

However, before Fahai could smile, behind Ye Zhen, the hair that had just been cut off grew visibly to the naked eye, and it was longer than before it was cut!

"Scissors!" Xiao Fahai was expressionless.

The old monk received the order and had to wave the scissors again.

"Click"

The sound of the knife bite was not noticed, and the surrounding area was already full of broken hair, and Ye Zhen himself, the hair was originally only up to the back, but now it can be dragged out three feet long.

(End of chapter)