Lin Xia Fan sent a message to Wang Hao and the others, asking them to wait for him in this town, he wanted to take the old monk back to the earth and take the Buddha artifact left by the Buddha. 『『Nature』.2.

In this way, Lin Xiafan took this old monk who had achieved positive results, and teleported back to the earth through the Xuantian Glazed Immortal Pagoda to get the so-called magic weapon.

After returning to the earth, it was already morning in the earth, just the first day of the lunar calendar of this month, the incense in the temples and temples was flourishing, and good men and women lined up to the temple one by one to offer incense, praying for good health, wealth, or smooth work, etc.

The ancient temple has also become a tourist attraction in modern countries, and the income in the temple is regarded as the donation of some pilgrims, which is the income from tourists buying incense and candles.

It just so happens that there are not only more pilgrims today, but also several groups of travelers, asking for visas and unsigning, are all queuing.

Lin Xiafan, after he sent the old abbot back here, he didn't follow him, saying that he was waiting for him outside, and asked him to deal with the affairs here, so that it would be convenient for him to cultivate Buddha in the cultivation realm in the future, maybe he would not come back here in the future.

"Abbot, you're back, we're all dying, and we're almost going to call the police. The little monks in the temple saw their abbot come back and greeted them one by one.

They watched their abbot's appearance change a lot, his earlobes were about to hang down to his shoulders, and his body exuded a very peaceful atmosphere, full of virtuous monks.

"I'm fine, you guys are all busy, I'll probably not come back in the future, you go and arrange it, I want to pass the abbot to the deputy abbot and arrange the rest of the work." The old abbot said to the disciples below.

"Yes!" they didn't ask anything, only knowing that their abbot had met and had his own chances.

When they retreated, Lao Fang Tai received a disciple from the cultivation realm, obtained a space ring, and a large number of ordinary pills. Now he threw these pills into the thousand-year-old well in the ancient temple, believing that the water here would become holy water in the future. Whether the monks here drink it or the pilgrims drink it, they will be healthy and live a long life......

Subsequently, he went to the temple and took out the Buddha utensils left by the Buddha who had been handed down from generation to generation, and the Buddha utensils left here were a bronze oil lamp, which was very simple.

"It is worthy of being a Buddha artifact, if it weren't for the old Nade to realize the Buddha's way, I really wouldn't have felt this ordinary green lantern, the Buddha's power is so great!" The old monk who was kidnapped by Lin Xiafan gently stroked the bronze lantern with both hands.

Next, the pilgrims and travelers here are considered to be blessed with eyes, they can see the next host of this ancient temple inheritance, although it is not grandly held, but there is a ritual yes, a wooden fish, a frame veil, a vajra staff, and a string of Buddhist beads.

"Senior brother, my string of Buddhist beads is an ordinary thing, you have to take good care of it!" he handed the big Buddha beads on his body to the other party and said.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother Wuming!" he said. I was thinking in my heart: "Senior Brother Wuming, what is this, how do I feel that he is enlightened, is he going to ascend to the Buddha?"

"It's good to understand, it's good to understand!" he said, putting this string of Buddhist beads carved with Buddha power on his neck, looking charitable.

"Senior brother, where are you going?" he asked after receiving the salute.

"After he gets married, our two brothers will get together, so let's practice well!" the old monk said to him.

Speaking of Lin Xiafan, a small farmer, no matter in the past or now, Lin Xiafan is wearing such a set of ancient clothes, which is so delicate that it is impossible to describe it, plus he has not cut his hair for a long time, and he has a long shawl, which adds a bit of fairy wind and bones to him, so that people here think that he is filming here.

"Female benefactor, please stay!" Lin Xiafan said to a young woman passing by.

"Sir, are you filming?" said the young woman when she saw Lin Xiafan's outfit and looked around.

"Female donor, do you think I look like filming?" Lin Xiafan looked at his dress and said: "Let's not talk about this, I see that you and I are destined, this immortal will give you something, you can take it." ”

"If there's something wrong, who has a relationship with you, don't think that if you look handsome, you can flirt with your sister, I already have a boyfriend. This beautiful woman, looking at Lin Xiafan's smiling face, said with a white look.

"Female donor, you really misunderstood, you all say that I am so handsome, how can I not have a girlfriend, I just see that you have an evil aura on you, you take this on your body, and you won't have nightmares at night in the future." Lin Xiafan felt that there was an annoying aura on her body like the forbidden land of the Yin Soldier and said.

"How do you know I'm having nightmares late at night?" This beautiful woman couldn't help but ask in surprise when she heard Lin Xiafan's words.

"Don't say it, don't say it, take it!" Lin Xiafan said to her, thinking to herself, "Could it be that the place where she lives is a yin place, or has she been to some unclean places?"

"How much?" said the woman, unskeptical of his identity.

"You don't need money, just send it to someone who is destined, take it. Lin Xiafan shook his head and said to her with a smile.

Lin Xiafan is not a good person, nor is he a bad person, because he is only good to the people of the earth Huaxia, and not very good to the people in the cultivation realm, and can be described as a small farmer with blood on his hands.

This young, beautiful woman, she came to the ancient temple this time to pray for a peace charm or something, but she did not expect to meet this young man dressed strangely. For Lin Xiafan's words, whether she believes it or not, she still accepted this bronze coin, anyway, the other party has no malicious intentions, you say yes.

Moreover, Lin Xiafan didn't charge her a penny, and he didn't plan to soak her, but after giving her this bronze coin, Lin Xiafan went to the ancient temple and found the old abbot Mingwu who he had kidnapped before.

In other words, he is called the old abbot, since he was kidnapped by Lin Xiafan and sent to the cultivation realm, he has become much younger, and he looks like he is forty or fifty years old.

"Lord Lin, you're here!" Abbot Mingwu saw Lin Xiafan, a terrible, powerful, little peasant who didn't like to talk nonsense, appear.

"Well, have things been arranged? If so, let's go out, time is power, time is money, maybe you go with it, and you will get a lot of benefits." Lin Xiafan asked the old abbot who had folded his hands together and saluted him.

"Well, it's all arranged, let's go out!" said the old abbot with a nod.

"What about the Buddha artifacts, have you got them?" Lin Xia Fan thought that this time he came back for the Buddha artifacts left by the Buddha in his mouth.

"Got it!" The old abbot doesn't have much nostalgia for this place, the so-called monks, the heart is like a mirror, life does not bring, death does not take away, no matter how much affection, no matter how many mundane things, in the end, can not be taken away at all.

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