Chapter Seventy-Five: The Golden Hoop

Ye San's physical body was promoted to innate, and a supernatural rune in his body was instantly activated.

In the small courtyard, his body twisted for a while, and then slowly stood still.

"The innate supernatural power has been activated! The physical body can activate the supernatural power sigil as well. ”

A hint of joy flashed in Ye San's eyes.

On the other side, Ye Hu selected ten hidden dragon guards to come to the small courtyard.

He saw that Ye San was full of vitality, and his face was happy.

"Master, you broke through?"

Ye San nodded excitedly and said, "Yes! ”

"Great!"

Seeing Ye San's breakthrough, Ye Hu seemed to be even happier than his own cultivation soaring.

Ye San used the merit golden pupil to glance at the ten Hidden Dragon Guards, and saw that all of them only had less than a hundred merits and karma, and there were no special items, and he was slightly disappointed in his heart.

With a movement in his hand, he wanted to take out ten contracts from the system and improve his strength cultivation to the innate level.

But strangely, not a single contract was issued.

"What's going on?"

"Ding! The shopkeeper wants to trade with a person whose merit karma is less than 100, and the contract cannot be generated! The contract cannot be generated!"

Ye San's face changed slightly, less than one hundred can't produce a contract?

Ye Hu saw that Ye San's face was cloudy, so he asked, "What's wrong with you, boss?"

Ye San shook his head and said, "It's okay, they will follow you in the future!"

Just when Ye San was a little helpless, a figure in the sky instantly fell beside him.

"San'er!"

The person who came was none other than Ye Yaozu who rushed back from Beizhou.

"Father, you're back. ”

Ye San's face was flushed with joy.

"Hmm!" Ye Yaozu nodded.

He saw that Ye San's cultivation had reached the day after tomorrow, and he was overjoyed.

"San'er's cultivation has improved so quickly, it seems that he has worked very hard. ”

Ye San only said luck, and did not explain the reason for the improvement of cultivation.

Ye Yaozu didn't ask the reason.

The father and son chatted for a while, and Ye Yaozu turned around and left, and he didn't say a word about the matter between Ye San and the Meng family.

Ye San was secretly moved in his heart when Ye Yaozu didn't ask about the Meng family.

As a father, he knew about his son's affairs in Beizhou, and came back to help across hundreds of millions of miles, but he didn't ask the reason. This kind of father's love can be regarded as thick as a mountain.

Ye San was secretly ashamed in his heart for causing so many things to the Ye family.

At this time, Liumao's voice sounded in his head.

"Old... The guests came. ”

"What kind of guests?"

Ye San sat in the small courtyard, a little leisurely.

"Don... Ah San. ”

"Here again so soon?"

Ye San sat cross-legged, and the words on his forehead flashed into the system.

As soon as Tang Asan saw Ye San appear, he instantly ran over and hugged his thighs.

"Dao Chief, you're here. Give me back the tin staff and robe! Sister Guanyin is very fierce, and the poor monk can't afford to hurt her. ”

Ye San kicked Tang Asan away and shook the dust.

"What are you asking for this time?"

Before Tang Asan could speak, Liumao rolled over and said, "He wants a tin staff and a robe." ”

Ye San smiled slightly when he heard this, and said lightly: "Do you still remember the rules of the old way here?"

Tang Asan's face changed when he heard this, and he took out a golden hoop from his bosom and said, "Dao Chief, this golden hoop is a gift from Sister Guanyin, and it is used to discipline the disciples. Give it to the Taoist chief as a thought, and ask the Taoist chief to return the robe and tin staff to the poor monk!"

Ye San grabbed the golden hoop in Tang Asan's hand, and his forehead flashed with golden light.

Golden Hoop: A bondage treasure. Put it on your head and see the flesh take root. When I recite a mantra, my eyes swell and I have a headache and my brain is cracked.

"It's a good thing! Compared to the tin staff and robe, this is a real treasure!"

Ye San's heart was secretly refreshed, and he ignored Tang Asan's expectant gaze.

The robe and tin staff were my thoughts last time, and this golden hoop was my thoughts this time. Still can't pay it back......"

When Tang Asan heard this, the blue tendons on his forehead were exposed, his eyes were moist, and he immediately sat on the ground and cried.

"Woooooooooo......oo Okay, you are an old man, you took the belongings of the poor monk's body, last time I said that you could change it back, but this time I came with a golden hoop, and I didn't exchange it for me. Woowoo...... The poor monk is no longer alive. ”

Ye San looked at Tang Asan who was sprinkled on the ground, and instantly thought about it.

"The old story is not finished......"

"The poor monk doesn't care if you finish speaking, the robe and tin staff are not given to the poor monk, and the west sky can't go. Poor monks want to sit down...... (10,000 words omitted.) The Buddha said, "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell." The Buddha also said: Cut the meat and feed the eagle...... (No numbers omitted.) Tang Asan said to himself, the more he talked, the more he talked, and finally ignored Ye San. From seeking death to Buddhist scriptures, from Buddhist scriptures to Buddhist scriptures, and finally to Buddhist scriptures. It's not a joke, he's still talking at the moment.

Ye San was already on the verge of collapse, the original Tang Asan was a hundred thousand flies, and at this moment, he was a million or even a hundred million flies.

"Ahh

Ye San flew over, ignoring the image of the fairy wind bone, and kicked Tang Asan on the wall of the store.

This is not the end, Ye San dragged up the chair in the store and smashed it towards Tang Asan.

"Bang! bang......"

"Ahhh......h

Liumao on the side saw that Ye San was having such a good time, and he also joined the battle group, grabbing Tang Asan and smashing it everywhere in the store. The sound of colliding everywhere was accompanied by Tang Asan's screams, which continued to resonate.

A stick of incense passed, and Ye San withdrew from the battle group, but Liumao was still smashing.

Another stick of incense had passed, and Ye San had completely calmed down.

"Alright! ”

"Oh!"

Hearing this, Liumao threw Tang Asan, who had more air out and less air intake, next to Ye San.

You can't kill customers in the system store, but it still hurts.

Ye San smiled and shook the dust at Tang Asan and said: "The robe and tin staff you want, you can take them after signing the contract, you don't wait for the old Tao to finish speaking." The old way is rude, immeasurable that Tianzun!"

Tang Asan burst into tears when he heard this, and he sighed infinitely in his heart: "Who knows the baby's grievances......"

Ye San shook one hand, and a paper contract appeared, and the required merits on it were blank.

He plans to fill it out by himself as well.

Tang Asan took the contract and looked at it, and first wrote a hundred merits on it.

Ye San saw that he had only filled in a hundred merits, and he didn't start beating him, because Liumao on the side was eyeing him.

After very friendly negotiations between the two sides, Tang Asan finally bought back his tin staff robe with 10,000 merits. It laid the foundation for friendly trade in the future, but it left a permanent scar in my heart.

has reached the road to the west behind, and Tang Asan has completely become a little beast.

When he attains meritorious Buddhahood, he always looks up at the sky, very gloomy......

Even the Buddha was a little skeptical that he had moved his mortal mind. But who knows the sorrow of his heart?

Ye San got the golden hoop and a tightening spell at this moment, and his heart was excited.

After some exercise, the spirit is excited.

When Ye San opened his eyes in the courtyard, Ye Yaozu appeared beside him again.

The voice of the system also sounded in Ye San's heart.

"Ding! A business is completed, and random enhancement is opened. ”

"Ding! ”

Ye San's refreshment ended in a second, and his cultivation still hadn't improved.