"Good, good thing!" While praising in Fang Zheng's heart, he directly took the 10,000 seed bag and dug it out, but what made him depressed was that there were no seeds of the Sanpin Lotus in the 10,000 seed bag, and there were not even seeds that could produce Buddha qi.

In desperation, Fang Zheng could only divide 100,000 merits out of the remaining 200,000 merits to purchase a third-grade golden lotus seed alone.

The next moment, the two golden lotus flowers in the pond swayed with the wind, and the wisps of Buddha qi spread out, and they were suppressed by the big bell and the big drum and could not spread, and finally rolled back to the temple of one finger, and swirled in the Buddha hall and the Bodhi tree.

At this moment, every breath of everyone has Buddha qi entering the body, and their strength is like a rocket rushing upward.

"It's a pity, I don't know the division of this world, otherwise everyone should be considered a beginner, right?" Fang Zheng muttered.

It's the last time it's a lottery, Fang Zheng doesn't plan to draw it, he has to wait.

The things that are smoked today are good, and if you smoke them again, I am afraid that it will be garbage, and I will talk about it tomorrow......

After everything was done, Fang Zheng sat at the door of the temple, looking at the two third-grade golden lotuses in front of him and cultivating, sure enough, his cultivation was a thousand miles a day, and the speed was like riding a rocket.

Fangzheng is happy, but some people are unhappy.

"This ...... Where is this? Zongyu got up from the ground, his face dazed.

Looking down at his body, it was a tattered garment with patches on it.

Looking around, it was pitch black, and he could vaguely hear the sound of clanging bells and shouting outside, but he couldn't understand what the other party was saying.

Just then, the door opened.

A dark-skinned man walked in, looked at him and said a lot, shook his head, indicating that he didn't understand.

The other man frowned, then motioned for him to stand up.

Zongyu stood up, although his back hurt, but he could indeed stand.

At this time, three more people came in, looked Zongyu up and down, and finally chatted with the first black man who came in, and the two sides chatted very happily, and finally the three people gave the black man some money.

The black man walked away happily.

Zongyu looked at all this with a blank face, and his mind was still a little confused.

At this moment, two of the three walked over and pulled him out, and when he got outside, he was completely dumbfounded.

It's an open-pit mine, and a group of people are shackled, whipped with leather whips, and carts ......

Just as he was in a daze, there was a click.

He looked down and saw that his feet were also shackled.

Then one of them drew his whip and slammed it on Zongyu, who had not yet reacted.

Zong Yu screamed and jumped forward a few times, and then someone handed him a pickaxe and pointed to the pile of stones in the distance and motioned for him to knock on the stones.

Zongyu finally came to his senses, he was sold into a black coal kiln and became a mining slave!

Zongyu was suddenly furious, he was a monk in the inner courtyard of Nan Perch Temple, and he was actually enslaved as a mine slave? The angry Zongyu threw away the pickaxe, glared at the overseer, and shouted: "How can this be justified! ”

Then he activated the True Qi in his body, and it turned out to be empty......

"What's the situation?" Zong Yu was stunned, the dantian in his body didn't have any true qi at all, and he was a little lucky, and the meridians of his whole body were hot and painful, and he couldn't bear it at all!

The overseers on the side didn't care so much, and when they saw Zongyu's stabbing head, they directly whipped it with three whips.

"Ahh......hh Oops, oops! Zongyu was pumped and jumped on the spot, and trotted forward in pain.

But he was immediately kicked by the overseer, stepped on his face, and was whipped again.

Zongyu tried to lift the overseer, then quickly picked up the pickaxe and ran to knock on the stones.

While knocking on the stone, Zongyu scolded at the same time: "Yuanchen, you bastard, Fangzheng, you bastard, where did Lao Tzu go?" The language barrier is also TM is a black coal kiln...... Eighteen generations of your ancestors! ”

……

"Ahh

Fang Zheng sneezed, and three days passed.

In addition to cultivating every day, Fang Zheng sat at the door and watched the end of the mountain road.

"Why haven't you come yet? The speed of Yuanchen's small report is too slow, right? Could it be that there are no people coming to Nanperch Temple? Sure enough, it's all a lie, and it's all nonsense to beat the young and the old.

Look at the world, how harmonious.

The little ones were beaten, and the old ones didn't come at all. ”

After Fang Zheng sighed twice, he continued to close his eyes and cultivate.

Fang Zheng didn't know that Zongyu's life at this moment was even bleaker than he imagined.

The days passed, seeing that more than half a month had passed, no one came to the South Perch Temple, and Fang Zheng almost forgot about the South Perch Temple.

On this day, someone from Nanperch Temple finally came to Yuze County, it was a burly monk with a pair of very thick eyebrows.

He came through the clouds, and the clouds fell in mid-air and just saw the half-abandoned temple, and he was furious!

"Zongyu and Yuanchen, what the hell are their masters and apprentices doing?"

Seeing someone soaring through the clouds, the people below immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

The monk didn't seem to be surprised by this scene, and he didn't care, but after falling from the clouds, he beckoned, and the clouds flew into his hands and were stuffed into his arms.

Obviously, it wasn't really a cloud-like weapon, but just stepped on a cloud-like magic weapon.

The monk pointed to the Yuze branch of the South Perch Temple and asked, "What is the situation?" More than half a month has passed, why is there only an outline? What about the Zongyu and Yuanchen masters and apprentices here? ”

Hearing the monk ask, an old man asked curiously, "Dare to ask the master if he is a senior monk from Nanperch Temple?" ”

The monk raised his head and said, "The poor monk is empty, but he is a patrol monk of Nanyu Temple!" ”

When the old man heard this, he immediately became more respectful.

It is said that one temple alone covers an area of 18,000 acres!

The monks inside burn incense in the morning and ride horses, and it is too late to walk.

The South Perch Temple is divided into the inner courtyard and the outer courtyard, the outer courtyard is some ordinary monks, practicing martial arts, although the body is as light as a swallow, can tread the waves, but the monks of the inner courtyard can not be compared.

The monks in the inner courtyard practice supernatural powers, all of them have vast supernatural powers, just like true Buddhas.

However, people in the inner courtyard rarely go out, and the most common ones are visiting monks.

As the name suggests, the patrol monk is responsible for patrolling the mountain and inspecting the monks of the branch below.

Although they are not the abbots of the first courtyard, they are the existence that the abbots of the outer courtyard are afraid of.

The old man hurriedly replied: "Not long ago, Abbot Fangzheng came, and Master Yuanchen had a dispute with him, and the two fought the method, and Master Yuanchen was defeated. Then he disappeared......

As for the sect grammarian, we don't know.

It is said that someone saw Master Zongjun take off and go to the temple, but no one saw him return. ”

Hearing this, the empty phase had a bad premonition, and muttered, "One finger temple? I've never heard of this temple. ”

Then the empty phase asked, "Do you know where the temple of the One Finger is located?" Who is the teacher? What is the practice of the abbot? ”