"There must be something wrong with this old and young. The old monk looks ordinary, but it is difficult to perceive the depths. The little monk is deeply blessed, even if he is not the protagonist of this world, he is also the chosen son, a handsome man for a while, if he grows up, he will definitely be able to make a tide on the cusp of the storm. ”

"It's just that I just came to this world, and I haven't gotten used to and understood many details of this world before I bumped into them, which is too much of a coincidence, isn't it? I was discovered by the will of the world. Are they sent by Providence to be my enemies and get rid of me?"

For the Panwang World, the alien traverser is like a virus that invades its body.

Even if it is an instinctive reaction, it will 'arrange' some strong people who clean up the 'virus' to meet it.

Of course, only if it is actually discovered.

Feng Linwan has now changed to an A-level shuttle instrument, which is expensive, and it has cost Feng Linwan more than half of his net worth.

It is expected that although it is far less easy to use than the source level, it should not be difficult to disguise the identity... Right?

Because the picture is very large, Feng Lin Wan spent a lot of money and bought a charging plug-in that can be used for fifteen years.

And before entering this world, the setting of his own identity was only a little convenient at the beginning, but he was still in the ranks of ordinary people.

Although it is because it is limited to a certain group of people and has no diffusion coordinates, even so, this world has not yet been fully conquered by the galaxy civilization, which is enough to show that this world is extraordinary. If it is like those small worlds, if you steal a high position from the beginning, you are afraid that you will find death.

Feng Linwan's thoughts swirled between the lightning and flint.

The old monk and the little monk glanced at each other, and they both showed expressions as if they had seen a fat sheep. They have used the same routine many times, but they have not seen such a generous and charitable 'benefactor' as they are in front of them for a long time.

Swindler?

What liar?

Can the monk's thing be said to be a lie?

What about fate... What matters is what you love and what I want. Even if it is a simple Buddha statue, you have a relationship with my Buddha, and you are invited back with a lot of money, then it is also your creation, and the Zen opportunity has arrived, how can you use such an unrefined word to deceive? Afraid that my Buddha will blame?

"Two masters, the humble house is simple, but there are also some fruits and vegetables and vegetarian food, if the two of you don't dislike it, why don't you go back with me, how about settling down for the time being?" After careful consideration, Feng Linwan did not choose to stay away from these two monks.

According to some of the information given by Bai Xiaotian, although the providence of this world is strong, it is still pan-consciousness, not subjective independent thinking, and has a soul that truly belongs to him.

That is to say, even if these two monks are really driven by the will of heaven and have something to do with him, they do not necessarily have to enter a state of opposition.

Of course, providence will come up with all sorts of coincidences to bring them into conflict.

This requires Feng Linwan to be vigilant himself.

Even so, retreat and evasion are not Feng Linwan's style of doing things. Especially... The monstrous luck on that little monk really made Feng Linwan very hot.

If all this was not directed at him, then with this little monk in his hands, many of his actions in this world would be much easier.

"Amitabha! Today, my master and apprentice, I can meet you, it is fate. Donor, you are warmly invited, and my master and apprentice, of course, are happy to go. The old monk and the little monk looked at each other vaguely, and then the old monk spoke.

Feng Linwan smiled, looking more pious, and also clasped his hands together and said, "Haven't asked the two masters yet?"

The old monk smiled and said: "The poor monk Dingguang, this is the little apprentice Shakya..." ”

"I'll go!" Feng Lin heard this, and suddenly didn't know what expression to use to deal with.

There is Buddhism in this world, but it is in a state of ignorance.

In contrast, the same is true of Taoism.

Only the purest self-cultivation, the otherworldly various schools, are the most popular.

If there is worship, it is also the reverence for the ancestors, the worship of the patriarchs of the sect, and the reverence for nature. Of course, Buddhism and Taoism still have great influence, but they are far less than in some worlds, and they have almost become synonymous with practitioners.

Even so, whether it is Dingguang or Shakya, it should not be something that two monks of unknown origin can take!

You must know that the ancient Buddha of Burning Lamp, also known as the Buddha of Dingguang, is the teacher of the Buddha Shakyamuni. And the word Shakya, there is no need to explain much, I think everyone knows it.

"These two monks, either wild fox Zen, don't know the height of the sky, take such a Dharma name, to grandstand. Either they only got some fragments of Buddhist scriptures, knew a few words, painted a scoop according to the gourd, and set a law name for themselves. ”

"If it's the former, then there's nothing to worry about. If it's the latter... Bento is terrible. "There are some coincidences, it seems like just coincidences, but everything has a meaning.

Invite the two monks home and entertain them.

In the middle of the night, Feng Linwan used the clone formed by the old turtle's body into a cloud of green smoke and fell into the room where the little monk was resting.

"Wake up!"

"Idiot, don't wake up yet!" bursts of cries kept coming into the ears of the little monk.

The little monk turned over a few times on the bed, couldn't fall asleep because of the noise, and finally sat up from the bed.

When I opened my eyes in a daze, I saw an old man with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, turtle-shaped crane-haired, standing at the head of his bed with a smile on his face.

Subconsciously, the little monk picked up the Zen staff in his hand and called at the old man.

"Fixed!" Feng Lin pointed with his hand, and the little monk stiffened and couldn't move.

"Little monk, don't panic, the old man is not a villain, but a spirit turtle with successful cultivation, you can call the old man a turtle immortal. This coincidence, I saw the little monk you, and when I saw the hunting heart, I had a creation and gave it to you. Feng Lin said with a smile.

Luck should not be easily taken away, otherwise it is easy to be counterattacked.

At least, Feng Linwan didn't have the qualifications to take it by force.

But it can be borrowed.

Feng Lin took a fancy to the little monk's Hongfu Qitian, so he thought of using his identity as a turtle immortal to teach him some spells and supernatural powers, so as to set a master-apprentice position.

The monstrous luck of such a little monk will also spread to him through this connection.

"The little monk doesn't want to, the little monk doesn't want to, thank you to the immortals! I also asked the immortals to release the little monk, and the little monk is willing to copy the scriptures and recite the Buddha for you every day. The little monk's reaction was also very excited, he seemed to be extremely wary, and he was not really like a child, so easy to fool.

"Little monk, don't be afraid, old man, I just look at your outstanding qualifications, and I can't bear you to spend time in the red dust and not see the real machine of this world. Feng Lin persuaded again.

The little monk's eyes rolled: "What the immortal said is, but the little monk already has a master, and now he has switched to another sect, and he should also let the master know." Why don't you let me go first, and let me tell the master?"

"After all, as the saying goes, a twisted melon is not sweet!"

Feng Linwan no longer had the patience to rub his tongue with the little monk, so he slapped the little monk's smooth head directly, and said coldly: "I don't care if you are sweet or not, twist it down, and I will be very happy." I will instill this black desire sutra directly into your mind and help you start cultivating according to the practice route. Hehe! This magic skill, the beginning can not end, the world, all kinds of desires, are your nutrients, help you grow. ”

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