Ouyang Yuntian saw that Ye Cen Yu was silent in thought, and smiled slightly.

"Little donor, don't think about it anymore, the poor monk already knew that you would come, so he waited for you in Kuzhao Temple. ”

After speaking, he warmly greeted the two into the room.

The three of them were seated.

Ye Cenyu said apologetically: "I'm sorry, don't quit the master, the junior collided with the master just now, and I hope the master will forgive me." ”

Ouyang Yuntian waved his hand indifferently and said: "If you care, it will be chaotic, and the poor monk understands the feelings of the little benefactor." ”

"I don't know what the master said about freezing?" Ye Cengyu asked.

Now for Fu Jing, what is lacking is time, if it can be frozen for a long time, then there will be enough time to find the heart of ten thousand beasts.

Ouyang Yuntian said slowly: "Do you know why the poor monk has been staying in this little-known Kuzhao Temple to practice?"

Ye Cenyu and Fu Jing both shook their heads. Ouyang Yuntian continued.

"Although the name of Kuzhao Temple is unknown, there is a treasure hidden in the temple. The purpose of the poor monk's stay at Kuzhao Temple is to protect this treasure. ”

Ye Cenyu's eyes lit up and asked, "Could it be that this treasure has something to do with freezing?"

"That's good!" Ouyang Yuntian nodded and said, "There is a 10,000-year-old Xuanbing coffin hidden in the secret room of Kuzhao Temple, and the Xuanbing Qi can protect the flesh from decaying. The poor monk can put Fu Shi into a deep sleep and then put him in the 10,000-year-old ice coffin, so as to ensure that his life is worry-free. ”

Ye Cen Yu asked with some doubts: "How did the master know that the Ten Thousand Years Xuanbing Coffin is in Kuzhao Temple?"

Ouyang Yunfei said with a smile: "Hehe, don't hide it from the little donor, in fact, the 10,000-year-old Xuanbing coffin was given to the first abbot of Kuzhao Temple by the poor monk ancestor. ”

"Hehe, I see. Ye Cenyu changed his words and asked with some concern: "Fu Jing is just an ordinary person, how can he stay in the coffin for a long time?"

Ouyang Yuntian said with a smile: "Hehe, it is a reversible death for the poor monk to let Master Fu fall asleep. That is, the so-called suspended animation, all the functions of his body will stop, and after 10,000 years in the Xuanbing coffin, it will still be the same as it is now. ”

Ye Cen Yu was still a little worried and asked, "But how can I rest assured that Fu Jing is placed in Kuzhao Temple?"

Ouyang Yuntian asked a little inexplicably: "Little donor, don't you have a storage ring? ”

Ye Cenyu looked surprised: "**Can you also put it in the storage ring?"

"Master Fu fell into a deep sleep and is no different from a dead thing, which can be put into a storage ring. ”

"I see. Ye Cen Yu nodded and said, "Then the tired master, I don't know when this Xuanbing coffin will be given to me?"

Ouyang Yuntian smiled: "Hehe, Ye Cen Yu." Although the 10,000-year-old Xuanbing coffin was given by the ancestors, but now the poor monk is just a supernumerary monk, and he is not presided over by the abbot. ”

Ye Cenyu frowned slightly. He naturally knew that since the 10,000-year-old Xuanbing coffin was a treasure, how could Kuzhao Temple give it away at will.

"Master, what should I do if Kuzhao Temple is unwilling to give up the Xuanbing coffin?"

"Hahaha, it depends on your ability, but Kuzhao Temple is full of ordinary monks, and there are no cultivators, so it's really not good...... Hehe, little donor, do you understand what the poor monk means?"

Hearing Ouyang Yuntian's words, even Fu Jing, who was seriously injured, couldn't help but laugh and almost laughed.

If there was no Ouyang Yuntian to tell him, how could Ye Cen Yu know that Kuzhao Temple had a 10,000-year-old Xuanbing coffin!

Without further ado, after settling Fu Jing, Ye Cen Yu came directly to Kuzhao Temple, ready to ask for the 10,000-year-old Xuanbing coffin!

In the abbot's meditation room, Huiming and Ye Cenyu sat opposite each other.

Hui Ming smiled and looked at Ye Cen Yu in bright clothes in front of him, and secretly rejoiced in his heart, maybe this is the gold master!

"Donor, I don't know what the old man is talking about?"

Ye Cen Yu went straight to the point and said: "Master Abbot, the younger generation wants to borrow the 10,000-year-old Xuanbing coffin from your temple. ”

Hearing what Ye Cen Yu said, Hui Ming was almost shocked!

This Kuzhao Temple contains a secret of the 10,000-year-old Xuanbing coffin that only the abbots of the past dynasties know, how could Ye Cenyu in front of him know?

Hui Ming forcibly suppressed his frightened expression, and pretended to be casual and said, "The Ten Thousand Year Xuanbing Coffin? ”

"Huh. Ye Cenyu smiled slightly and said: "Master, monks don't lie, so deceiving the younger generations like this is probably not the march of a high monk." ”

Huiming's old face twitched. He didn't know where Ye Cen Yu came from, and learned that the Ten Thousand Years Xuan Ice Coffin was in Kuzhao Temple, but since Ye Cen Yu came prepared, I was afraid that he couldn't hide it if he wanted to.

Hui Ming said coldly: "Donor, yes, this temple does have a 10,000-year-old Xuanbing coffin, but this is the treasure of this temple's Zhen Temple, and the Dharma body of the first abbot of this temple is in the coffin, how can you lend it to others at will!"

Ye Cen Yu saluted first and then soldiers, and suggested: "In that case, master." It's better to donate some incense money to make the Dharma body of the Master of Pure Space into a golden body for the world to admire. Wouldn't that be better than being in a dark ice coffin?"

"Hmph!" Hui Ming categorically refused: "Don't say it anymore, the Ten Thousand Years Xuanbing Coffin is related to Kuzhao Temple, and it will not be lent at all." ”

Ye Cen Yu glanced at Hui Ming, then slowly stood up and said lightly: "Okay, since the master is so resolute, the junior is not too strong." However, this 10,000-year-old Xuanbing coffin is used by the younger generation to save people, and it is determined to win! ”

Hui Ming also stood up and said with a smile: "Hehe, donor, the old man advises you not to think about other thoughts, this temple is not a strong Xuansheng, if you are an ordinary person, even a cultivator should not use it!"

Ye Cen Yu chuckled and said, "Hehe, don't quit?" but Ouyang Yuntian. ”

Huiming waved his hand and said, "Since you know, donor, know the difficulty and retreat." ”

Ye Cenyu smiled slightly and said, "By the way, master, I forgot to tell you that the reason why the younger generation knew that the Wannian Xuanbing Coffin was in Kuzhao Temple was actually told by the master of the non-ring." ”

Hearing this, Hui Ming's eyes suddenly straightened, and he scolded Ouyang Yuntian in his heart, and said angrily.

"Hmph! Even so, how can the warrior monks of this temple be a decoration! The old man doesn't know what the donor has to do with the non-precept, but the old man doesn't believe that the non-precept will make a move on the Kuzhao Temple!"

"Master, I'm afraid you've lost your eyes again, juniors are not ordinary people. ”

After speaking, Ye Cengyu released his spiritual power, and suddenly the vast spiritual power filled the entire Zen room!

"The younger generation is also a Xuan Sheng's powerhouse!"

Although Ye Cenyu's words are a little deceitful, his current cultivation is not much worse than that of Xuan Sheng.

Ye Cenyu's strong cultivation was so frightened that Hui Ming sat down on the chair, without saying a word, and was as frightened as a wooden chicken!

Ye Cen Yu withdrew his spiritual power and arched towards Hui Ming.

"Farewell!"

Ye Cen Yu turned around and was about to leave. Behind him, Huiming's voice came.

"Donor stays!"

Ye Cenyu turned around and asked, "I don't know what else is going on with the master?"

Hui Mingqiang squeezed out a smile and said, "Donor, the Ten Thousand Years Xuanbing Coffin can be discussed." ”

Ye Cenyu saw that Huiming was relieved, his face softened, he returned to his seat and sat down, and said temptingly.

"Master, the younger generation will not borrow in vain, and the incense money will not be less. Make an offer. ”

Huiming was overjoyed when he saw Ye Cen Yu say this, and he wanted to scare Ye Cen Yu away at a sky-high price.

However, Huiming didn't know that Ye Cenyu now has a lot of money in his pocket, and he is an unscrupulous rich man. And Kuzhao Temple has always been poor jingling, and the lower grade Xuanjing stored in the temple is less than five figures.

For Ye Cenyu, he can accept hundreds of millions of low-grade Xuanjing, but for Huiming, one million is an astronomical amount.

This is the difference between the tyrants and the poor!

Huiming secretly thought in his heart, now this price can neither be too high to annoy Ye Cenyu, nor too low to scare Ye Cenyu away.

He pondered for a moment and asked tentatively, "One ...... Ten million taels of Xuanjing!"

"Ten million!" Ye Cenyu was secretly happy in his heart.

Seeing Ye Cenyu's surprise, Hui Ming smiled slightly: "Hehe, if the donor can't get 10 million lower grade Xuanjing, then please go back." ”

"Deal!"

Ye Cenyu agreed without hesitation, and waved his hand.

Suddenly, a large number of high-grade, medium-grade and low-grade Xuanjing appeared on the table, and the number was probably far more than 10 million!

The bright Xuanjing brightened Huiming's old eyes. He'd seen so many crystals in his life.

These Xuanjing can not only renovate and rebuild the Kuzhao Temple, which has fallen into disrepair, but can even inlay all the enshrined Bodhisattvas with golden bodies. The rest is enough for Kuzhao Temple to give daily meals to the people in distress for a hundred years!

Huiming opened and closed his mouth a few times, but he was embarrassed to say something remorseful.

At this point, I am afraid that there is no room for manoeuvre.

Although Huiming was unwilling, as a monk, how could he go back on his word. He could only take Ye Cenyu to the secret room, carefully took out the empty body, and handed over the 10,000-year-old Xuanbing coffin to Ye Cenyu.

Ye Cen Yu put the 10,000-year-old Xuanbing coffin into the jade wrench finger and left the Kuzhao Temple.

Huiming returned to the meditation room and looked at a pile of Xuanjing with some helplessness. As an ascetic monk, he didn't have much extravagant hope for Xuanjing. However, as the abbot of Kuzhao Temple, his long-standing wish has always been to rebuild Kuzhao Temple, so that the monks can live a better life, and help the surrounding people as much as he can.

Nowadays, this wish can be easily realized, but the 10,000-year-old Xuanbing coffin is a thing handed down from Kuzhao Temple, and it is far from being something that Xuanjing can measure its value. He felt guilty, but he was helpless.

"Xiao Huiming, what's the matter, I didn't lie to you, this gold lord can be described as big. Ouyang Yuntian happily appeared behind Hui Ming.

"You ......" Huiming pointed at Ouyang Yuntian speechless.

Ouyang Yuntian said with a smile: "Hehe, Xiao Huiming, don't look at me like an enemy, have you forgotten what the person who gave the 10,000-year-old Xuanbing coffin said?"

Huiming was stunned. He asked, "No, you mean that this person is the person who is waiting for this temple?"

"That's good!" Ouyang Yuntian said mysteriously: "The Ten Thousand Years Xuanbing Coffin is actually prepared for this person, it can be said that you have completed the mission of Kuzhao Temple, and Kuzhao Temple will also be full of incense in your hands, becoming the largest temple in Ziling." ”

Huiming was stunned for a long time, and finally let out a long sigh of relief.

I see, the old man is relieved. ”

"yes, it's time to rest assured. Ouyang Yuntian also let out a long sigh of relief and said, "It's time for the poor monk to leave Kuzhao Temple and go to the Bloody Stygian Sea."

Hearing that Ouyang Yuntian was going to leave Kuzhao Temple, Huiming was shocked: "No, you want to leave Kuzhao Temple?

Ouyang Yuntian patted Huiming's shoulder and said with a smile: "Xiao Huiming, don't worry, the poor monk has properly solved the trouble." Within 100 days, there would be no more bandits here. And these bandits from the past to the present will also protect Kuzhao Temple. ”

"Really?" said Hui Ming's face was incredulous.

"Hahaha, of course it's true. Ouyang Yuntian laughed.

Immediately, Ouyang Yuntian glanced at Huiming's patched monk's robe, and quipped: "As the abbot of the largest temple in the future, wouldn't it make people laugh if you are so shabby, it's time to change into a decent monk's robe." ”

After speaking, Ouyang Yuntian laughed and hurried away.

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