Chapter 364 What luck do you have?!

Author: Sister Dou

There is naturally a big difference between Buddhist practice and ghost practice. The monk talked with Shen Qinglan for a long time and Liu Yuqi relied on the soul power left by the cultivator's soul.

And the monk...

He hesitated for a moment, "Just think I am practicing merit."

Shen Qinglan refused to comment, "It's great, this was created by Master Wukong, right? Isn't it a name?"

"Just like your Vajra Zen legs, it's also called the Ksitigarbha Sutra."

Shen Qinglan's Vajra Zen Legs came from the monks of the mundane world. When he arrived at the Amitabha Temple in the Immortal Cultivation World, he was still called Vajra Zen Legs.

The scriptures that the monk recited before were Ksitigarbha Sutra for the mortal world to save the dead. Therefore, when he arrived at the immortal world, the monk decided to still call it Ksitigarbha Sutra.

The two of them quickly ate the four dishes on the table, and the monk put down the bowl with satisfaction, "The fasting pill is really not something that people eat."

Shen Qinglan smiled and said, "It's a blessing that I met me, otherwise you would never be an adult in your life."

The monk immediately reacted and pointed at her and laughed, "You're so right."

"What are you saying so right?" Liu Yuqi's cold voice sounded in the corner.

"Yuqi comes here to sit." Shen Qinglan waved to her.

During the interval of cultivation, Liu Yuqi found that the monk had finished, so she stopped practicing.

“Can you set out?”

The monk nodded, "Let's go now."

Shen Qinglan, opposite him, raised her hands and shouted, "I can't leave now, I have to wait for another three days."

Seeing that the monk and Liu Yuqi were looking at her, Shen Qinglan laughed twice, "I found a good seedling with single fire spirit root, and that kid was delicious in making buns."

The monk stood up and said, "Single Fire Spirit Root? What's your luck?"

Shen Qinglan waved his hand, "Oh, it's not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."

Liu Yuqi took the fruit tea handed over by Shen Qinglan and took a sip, "Why have to wait for another three days?"

"There is a sick mother in his family. I have got some Yuan Puyuan Pills for her. I guess she will be cured in the next two days."

If she knew that the monk had finished his practice today, she would have gone long ago. Anyway, Asheng's mother should have woken up by this time.

The monk sat there rubbing his chin with one hand, "I don't know if that kid wants to enter Buddhism."

The young man with single fire spirit root has already seduced the monk to want to poach.

Buzz!

A wave of spiritual power was fluctuating, and the huge hammer was shining with various colors of light, hanging above the monk's head.

Shen Qinglan smiled like a flower, "What did Master Wukong just say?"

Liu Yuqi teleported ten feet away with her own fruit tea, intending to drink tea and watch the show.

How could the monk be so cowardly, "How could I compete with you for your apprentice?"

I can't beat it, I really can't beat it.

Shen Qinglan took the hammer away, "I plan to take him to the East China Sea realm first and let him practice my skills first, so as not to return to the sect, and he has not yet built a foundation, and someone will rob him when he is."

Wasn't she the same back then?

It's better to be cautious.

"Take him to the East China Sea?"

"Well, Ling'er said in the notes last time that she has now refining the third level of Qi. He also has a companion when she goes to the East China Sea realm. Just take her apprentice out for training in advance."

The monk murmured in a low voice, "If he knew that cultivating immortals was learning to cook with you, would he still go with you?"

Liu Yuqi smiled and said, "I will know in three days. Then I will go to practice for a few more days and call me when I leave."

Shen Qinglan immediately stopped him, "Stop writing, I'll take you out for fun tomorrow."

She has not been in vain in the emperor these days.

The monk was curious, “Where to go?”

"You will know tomorrow."

On the second day, the city's pleasure boat.

Shen Qinglan and the other two rented a boat and started the place where the emperor had rich people who liked it.

"Take us out on the boat?" The monk scoffed at the tea and fruit ideas on the boat and the boats wandering around.

Shen Qinglan didn't look down on the things on the table, so she waved her hand and changed into her own, "You will know when you arrive."

Liu Yuqi leaned against the edge of the boat, "The scenery is good."

As the few people spoke, the ship had arrived at the destination.

There is a pavilion in the lake, surrounded by several ships. Like Shen Qinglan and the others, it is neither far nor near nor crowded.

In order to keep this lake quiet, there are only a limited number of boats that can be rented every day. If Shen Qinglan had not booked it before, he wouldn't have come to the house today.

They stopped around the pavilion, and two men in long gowns entered the pavilion, and someone surrounded them with a screen so that others could not see the situation inside.

"What is this for?" The monk was curious.

Shen Qinglan didn't look back, "Just keep quiet."

Then the ethereal and long sound of flutes and melodious and clear piano sounds came from the screen.

The sound of the flute is clear and whirlwind, like pearls and jade jumping, crisp and short, rising and falling one after another.

The sound of the piano gradually became louder, and the sound of the flute slowly became low, but the sound of the flute was low and continuous, which further increased the heart-warming and inspiring meaning.

The monk who had not thought about it at first also heard some of the smell, so he held his breath and listened intently like others around him.

For a moment, everything was silent, and only the music echoed in everyone's ears.

The boats that Shen Qinglan rented were all two floors like the people around him, and the hull was tall and spacious.

The guests were all sitting upstairs, and there were also thoughtful boatmen waiting on the first floor, and they were always allowed to follow the instructions.

After listening to the song for a long time, the boatman sent water, wine and food and food, all sent by Shen Qinglan. The boat continued to move south, and walked slowly for a long time, then arrived at a pavilion in the lake.

Above the huge drum face, a woman in red was flying with long sleeves. As the rhythm of her feet stepped out, she was as eye-catching as a butterfly flying among flowers.

Even the taciturn Liu Yuqi praised, dancing well.

The three of them went south one by one. I don’t know which business genius came up with the idea. The three of them didn’t have to get off the boat at all, and they just had beautiful scenery and food, drinking, and having fun all the way.

There was also a casino opened on a small island in the lake on the way. Shen Qinglan took the two of them and tried their luck.

Finally, they found out that they had no gambling luck.

All the money Shen Qinglan exchanged before boarding the boat lost.

Fortunately, I paid the money before the boat, otherwise I would have to go to the pawnshop again if I got off the boat tomorrow.

Although the monk has a golden spiritual root, he cannot turn stones into gold. The gold that turned into gold at that time will eventually disappear with time.

After all, they are Jindan monks from Tianyuan Continent, but they cannot do such a decline.

The three of them squandered the boat for three days. When they got off the boat, the three Jindan real people who liked to wander in the mortal world could not find half a tael of silver on their bodies.

The money was lost, and it was the day I had made an appointment with Li Yongsheng.

Shen Qinglan took the two of them to Li Ji bun shop. Now the one selling buns at the door is Li Yongshou.

Seeing Shen Qinglan coming, a smile appeared on her face that was even worse than crying.

Shen Qinglan was a little confused. What does this laugh mean?

It seems like I'm a little resistant to her arrival?

Only after Li Yongshou took the three of them to the backyard did Shen Qinglan understand what happened.

In the backyard, Li Yongshou's wife was black-faced and made buns with her mother-in-law.
Chapter completed!