Zhang Qing walked out of the wooden door and looked at the middle-aged man kneeling on the dirt floor.

"How did you know I was here?"

The middle-aged man raised his head and looked at Zhang Qing with long hair, his expression was also slightly stunned, this is not the same as the master he saw before, no matter how you look at it, he is not the archmage who escaped into the empty door.

But the bell around his waist couldn't go wrong.

The middle-aged man took out the bell, "Back then, Master Wule gave this thing, saying that if he met the Buddhist master Zhongmen who came here, the bell would ring three times, and if it was not a Buddhist but a foreigner, it would ring nine times." ”

"Not long ago, the bell rang three times, and the villain knew that a mage had come to the town."

After speaking, the middle-aged man knelt down towards Zhang Qing, holding hundreds of copper coins in his hands, "Ask the great mage for rain, there has been no rain in the town for three months, if you don't come to the mage again, the villain will plan to go to the Golden Rain Temple." ”

Incense money, Zhang Qing looked at the hundreds of copper coins and felt the power.

"What's going to rain?" Zhang Qing looked up at the dim sky, at this time, the moon is sparse, the sky is dry, I am afraid that there will be no rain for several months.

And if it hasn't rained for a few months...... Zhang Qing looked at the lake not far away, a few months, enough for this lake to dry up, you must know that the lake in the desert, it is not that if you don't drink it, you will always stay there.

Yes, in order to ensure credibility, Han Yun directly wiped off his full head of white hair, and his bright head was dazzling in the sun.

"Forget it, it's about you, it doesn't matter who it is, as long as it rains." The middle-aged man sighed, turned around and left, and found a corner to bury the incense money in his hand.

As soon as the cause and effect came out, the eight people no longer had the idea of not asking for it, so they could only go back with a depressed face.

Han Yun stopped behind a ruined boulder face, waved his hand and turned the stone into powder, one of the blood-colored scales came into view.

Zhang Qing suddenly felt that he might not be able to use it to find me, but let others come to me.

Under the oasis town, many people walked out of the house, felt the humidity in the air, and showed surprise on their faces, kneeling on the ground one after another, and whispering the name of Buddhism.

It is the lack of cause and effect, which is what the Buddhist master cares about the most.

"Are you monks out there?" Zhang Qing was surprised, "How did that become like that?" ”

So, the one who fought with the Buddha was a dragon?

The Buddha Kingdom in the palm of his hand seems to be to turn all mortals who have no spiritual roots into Buddhist disciples.

Behind, the middle-aged man blinked, and I always felt that the little master seemed to have such respect for the Buddha.

Wetting his clothes, the middle-aged mayor raised his head hurriedly, but he hadn't seen Zhang Qing's figure yet.

It is wrong to say that I know which direction to go and can find where civilization is.

The eight people said the battle Buddha number, thinking that Han Yun took us in to practice on the seat, but we met a fake monk.

"All sentient beings are suffering, and my Buddha is compassionate?"

A few days ago.

"At the beginning, there were eighty-eight of you, but after crossing the desert, only eight of you survived."

"Yes, only a dragon destroyed the Golden Rain Temple, is the strength of the temple too strong?"

"It seems that there is no answer to the Golden Rain Temple." Zhang Qing turned around and was about to leave, but the eight people in front of him were slowing down.

The reason why there is only one is because there is no spiritual mountain that has not been broken too thoroughly, and a dragon genus planted with golden lotus is not the limit.

When his eyes were slightly condensed, the aura under Zhang Qing's body changed abruptly, from a Buddhist cultivator to a dragon aura with seven golden lotuses.

"It's pretty beautiful." Han Yun was quite satisfied.

"Sure enough, it's no problem." The middle-aged man looked at the hundreds of incense coins in his hand, and Zhang Qing had too few flaws in my eyes.

"Little Master, please stay, you wait for the door to practice, and ask to practice on the mage's seat."

Moreover, Buddhism pays attention to cause and effect, the sample is rainfall, even if it is the incense money that falls on the ground, we will take a look, but it must rain, whether the town is not or not, we must hand over enough incense money to us.

Then I unleashed my mana with fear, pouring it into the sky.

Wind, rainstorm, thunder, forests, is more than half an hour of effort, the power of planting nasturtium to change the world is vividly embodied, dozens of desert small lands have been transformed into an oasis with pleasant scenery by me.

It's just that the temple is in ruins along with the entire spiritual mountain, and the yellow sand is eroding the lush mountain step by step, and the speckled blood stains are known to be from the Buddha cultivators, or the people who fought with the Buddha cultivators.

Immediately, my whole body was transformed into the Buddha practice that followed, and I ended up waiting in place quickly.

Zhang Qing waved his hand, and a small piece of Buddhist light illuminated the sky, followed by a violent storm.

A moment ago, the figure of Badao still resolute walked out, but the long hair under his head and the Buddha light under his body looked out of place.

Zhang Qing walked under the spiritual mountain, it has to be said that Buddhism is good at it, the air under the spiritual mountain and the desert dozens of miles outside are simply not two extremes, and the spiritual energy outside is also gathered and dispersed, making the cultivation twice the result with half the effort.

Zhang Qing waved his hand, "They have a causal connection with you, don't talk about this matter." ”

"Master Hui, you also know that you were still waiting for the Master to receive him later, but before the time passed, you always saw the trace of the Master, and your group discussed going to Jinyu Temple on your own to devout your Buddha, but I thought that before I got there, Lingshan was already complete."

Jinyu Temple, according to the richness of the aura in the void, it took Zhang Qing half an hour to find it.

"You seem to have fallen into some kind of misunderstanding."

"Who are they?"

"Are you gone......" The middle-aged man's eyes drooped, and there was indifference in his eyes, completely without the appearance of being splashed just now.

"Dragon scales."

These mortals, who did not even have the time to get acquainted with their neighbors because of their chanting, could not have imagined that they would have come up with the idea of making utensils for storing water.

The desert world as far as the eye can see, is the south, south, west, and northwest, all of them are the same, the sky is scorching, the night is cold and windy, and the extreme weather, Zhang Qing can hardly imagine that it must be the oasis with his back, how mortals should live.

There was a vast desert sky, and Han Yun looked in all directions, and I seemed to be lost.

The eight people glanced at each other, and one of them, an obviously adult woman, walked out, "Master Hui, you are a Buddha boy from Jinyu Temple, and you were selected by Jinyu Temple to practice in Lingshan after half a year." ”

"Come out!"

Staying in a dense forest, Han Yun turned his head to look at the side, and his voice became hot.

And the reason why I have encountered a single Buddhist practice for so few days seems to be very complicated.

Although the Buddhist master is smiling, but for us mortals, it is also a lowly appearance, after all, we pay attention to the equality of all beings, so it will be pleasant to hear me call myself an adult.

"It's a lack of cause and effect."