Fang Mu was in the scriptures and the sound of Buddhism, and he only felt that he was like a small boat in a strong wind and waves, and there was a possibility that the boat would capsize at any time.

Inside the bloody spear, Nan Li stretched out his white and tender little hand, and the formation lines on his hand appeared.

Fang Mu maintained the only remaining sanity and said, "Don't do it. ”

Now is the time to harvest leeks, if the leeks are lost because of Nanli's hands, it will be a big loss.

The formation flickered, Nanli seemed to be entangled, and after a while, the white and tender little hand was withdrawn.

The white-clothed monk clasped his hands together and said, "There are many kinds of greed, generally speaking, we have the greed of wealth, sex, fame, food, and sleep. ”

"People spend their whole lives wallowing in this, thus spending our lives. ”

"Because we are greedy for these five desires and are willing to be bound by them, we become slaves to them and let them lead us by the nose with peace of mind. ”

"Donor, are you enlightened?"

Fang Mu held his head, and the sanity in his eyes gradually disappeared until he was completely occupied by greed.

"Ding, under attack by the greedy spirit, the straight man's will +1. ”

At this time, a voice sounded in his mind, which made Fang Mu's consciousness a little clearer.

Greedy spirits, greedy spirits!

Fang Mu raised his head, and a prompt sound kept coming from his mind.

"Ding, attacked by the greedy spirit, straight man's will +1+1+1......"

As the prompt sound continued to sound, Fang Mu's consciousness became clearer and clearer, and the greed in his eyes slowly faded in the prompt sound.

"Ding, attacked by the Greedy Spirit, gain the skill - Straight Man of Steel. ”

The last trace of greed in his eyes disappeared, and a stream of information came into Fang Mu's mind, and Fang Mu's eyes returned to clarity.

The surrounding illusions vanished, the darkness of the night vanished, and the starry sky vanished.

Fang Mu looked back and saw that he had reappeared in the temple.

The white-clothed monk raised his head, and the phantom on his face had disappeared, replaced by the word "greed" written in blood.

Fang Mu took the bloody spear with an expressionless face and stabbed it over.

"Useless, donor!" the white-clothed monk folded his hands and sighed.

The Blood Flame Spear easily passed through, and the power of the thunder fire did not cause harm to the white-clothed monk.

Fang Mu's brows furrowed, and he said secretly, "Still didn't cause harm?"

The white-clothed monk clasped his hands together and said: "The world is infinitely suffering, the red dust is so difficult, if you don't detach yourself for a day, the calamity will never end." ”

"I am one of thousands of red dusts, and if thousands of red dusts are not extinguished, I will not be destroyed. ”

"You're just greedy. Fang Mu sneered.

Judging from the prompt just now, this white-clothed monk is called greedy spirit, and if the word "spirit" is removed, it will be a living greed.

The white-clothed monk shook his head and said, "What you say I am, I am what I am, what others say I am, I am what I am, I am greedy, not greedy." ”

"I'm your father. Fang Mu replied briefly.

The white-clothed monk breathed sluggishly, as if he was shocked by Fang Mu's manipulation, and just wanted to say something, but he shook his head, and the surroundings of his body began to turn into ashes.

The ashes slowly dispersed, from his legs to his hands to his chest.

Fang Mu looked at all this coldly, and the bloody spear in his hand was held steadily.

Before the head of the white-clothed monk dispersed, the voice came out again: "How difficult it is to get rid of it in the red dust......

"Boom!"

After the white-clothed monk said this, he disappeared completely.

At this point, the temple shook and then collapsed rapidly.

Fang Mu didn't have time to go out, so he propped up the mental power membrane.

Outside, after the temple collapsed, it became a pile of ruins.

"Boom!"

In the ruins, a thunderbolt rose into the sky, and Fang Mu ejected from the ruins and landed steadily on the ground.

The surrounding landscape has begun to change, starting from the far edge, and is constantly disappearing into pieces.

Ahead, a white door appeared.

The surrounding landscape continues to shatter, and this door is the only exit.

Fang Mu looked left and right, and without the slightest hesitation, he directly pushed the door in.

......

After Fang Mu entered the door, something happened in the Hu family in the outside world.

In one room, Master Ichisan sat in a wheelchair, looking at the contents of his mobile phone.

The little monk stood beside him, kept quiet, and carefully brought a cup of tea and put it on the table.

After putting the tea away, the little monk came to the side of Master Yisan and stood quietly.

Master Ichisan stared at his phone, and there was a file being opened on his phone.

"All the big and small affairs of the Hu family are handed over to me, and the second child is completely a hands-off shopkeeper, as if he is not from the Hu family. ”

Master Yisan complained while processing documents with his mobile phone, the movements in his hands did not stop, and his fingers clicked quickly.

"Fortunately, in this day and age, modern things are quite useful. ”

After doing all this, Master Yisan put down his phone and looked at the little monk and said, "Huairen, bring the tablet." ”

"Yes. ”

Huairen nodded, took the tablet from the shelf next to him, and handed it to Master Yisan.

Master Yisan took it, and after unlocking it skillfully, he began to work on the tablet again.

Time passed quickly, and after the first three masters had finished processing all the things for today, they closed the tablet and stretched.

"Huairen, push me to rest. ”

Master Yisan spoke.

Huairen nodded, grabbed the handle of the wheelchair, pushed Master Ichizo out of the room, and walked towards his bedroom.

After going around the winding corridor and coming to a room, Huai Ren first pushed open the door, and then pushed Master Ichisan in and closed the door from the inside.

"Huh?" Master Yisan frowned, looked at Huairen who closed the door, and said, "What are you doing?"

Huairen turned around and said in a low voice: "Of course, it's to send grandpa on the road." ”

"Huh?"

Master Yisan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly found that his face was covered by a pair of hands.

"It's a familiar touch...... Ah Tao!"

"Long time no see, Hu Yisan. ”

A female voice sounded, and then a bumpy figure appeared in front of the first three masters.

"Ah Tao, it's been a long time. Master Yisan had a solemn face.

The figure was a young woman with a hot body, and she came to the first three masters and squatted down.

"Don't call me Ah Tao, I'm now the head of the Blood Moon Pavilion Shu Branch, Doris, not your Hu family's third elder. ”

Master Yisan was silent, his right hand tightly grasped the handle of the wheelchair, and the green tendons on his hand burst out.

Toris stood up with a smile and stretched out her palm, and a black air flow swirled on it, forming a black lotus: "Why, you don't need mana, right, this is a gift from the pavilion master." ”

Huairen walked up and said, "Ministry Master, hurry up, we are running out of time." ”

Toris turned her head, a hint of coldness flashing in her eyes, and nodded.

Master Yisan said solemnly: "What do you want to do?"

Toris squatted down and said with a smile: "What do we want to do, of course we miss the treasure of your Hu family." ”