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[Volume 1] How does a boy stay young? Chapter 66: Gift from the Saint

Soon, Chen Xuannan and the woman brought four bowls of porridge and some white flour steamed buns.

Seeing this scene, Yang Zhao couldn't help but whispered: "You monks all eat such clear soup and water. I haven't eaten meat for several days. I really can't stand this life."

The old monk didn't mind Yang Zhao's carefree look and said with a smile: "This is the only light food in the poor monk's temple. I have invited a few generals to make do with it. I will ask Xiaowan to go out and buy some food and wine for the three of us tomorrow.

"

Zhou Qingmu waved his hands quickly and said: "Senior, there is no need to do this. It's good if you can fill your stomach. It's good to have these."

At this time, Zhou Qingmu patted Zhou Nianyue, who was about to fall asleep, and got up to eat.

The little girl didn't mind the clear soup and the lack of water. She was full after just a few mouthfuls, and then she snuggled into Zhou Qingmu's arms and fell asleep. Zhou Qingmu looked at the little girl in his arms and couldn't bear to disturb her, so he gently hugged the little girl.

Girl's body.

"I wonder if Donor Zhou and Donor Yang can still recognize me?" the old monk wearing an ordinary cassock suddenly said.

As soon as he said this, Lu Zhengchun glanced at Zhou Qingmu and then at Yang Zhao, his eyes full of confusion.

As for the two people the topic was referring to, they didn't even understand. They both looked at a loss.

The old monk smiled slightly, then waved his sleeves and robe, and after a golden light, he transformed. In front of the three of them, an old man in Taoist robes with a smile appeared.

When Yang Zhao saw this scene, the scene from many years ago immediately came to mind. He didn't care about the Buddhist saint in front of him, and cursed: "You were the one who threw Xiaomu and I into the Soul Burial Abyss. You

Do you know that damn we almost didn’t come back!”

Zhou Qingmu also frowned at this time. What happened back then has not been forgotten to this day.

The old man in the Taoist robe was speechless. He waved his sleeves and turned into the sad monk. Finally, the old monk smiled and said: "What happened back then was indeed the fault of the poor monk. However, there were also things that the poor monk had to do.

I hope you two can forgive me for the reason. I have invited three donors to come here today. Naturally, I also want to compensate the poor monk for what happened back then."

The three of them were silent at this time.

The old monk didn't care, but continued to smile: "Not long ago, the three of them were brought here by a powerful man, who seemed to be using some mysterious means. The poor monk wanted to save the three of them, although

After successfully bringing Donor Yang and Donor Lu to the place arranged by the poor monk, they must have been able to come out and take away the opportunity. However, the poor monk was unable to change the trajectory set by that person for the poor monk.

Even the secret that was concealed by that person was difficult for me to uncover. Please forgive me, almsgiver Zhou, for being helpless. Fortunately, today, the poor monk felt your presence again, so he asked the incompetent disciple of the poor monk to come to pick up the benefactor.

"

Zhou Qingmu pondered for a moment and then immediately said: "It doesn't matter. It's enough that senior is willing to save my three brothers. What's more, it's not senior's fault that I couldn't save you."

He will be shocked by the strength of the person who made the move before, but he will not question what is said in front of him. As the saying goes, the actions of a saint are watched by heaven and earth. At least in terms of the connection with heaven and earth, he is definitely not someone like Zhou Qingmu.

It can be compared. A slight mistake in every word or deed may even damage one's cultivation. The truth and falsehood in words cannot be judged by Zhou Qingmu with just one word.

As soon as the old monk said this, the three of them began to recall the stories that happened a few days ago, and their faces looked better. However, what the old sage said next shocked the three of them again! There are still things in this world.

Even if a saint took action, they could not save them? How strong is the person who attacked them before?

"That's good." The old monk smiled.

The three of them were all silent. During this period, Yang Zhao and Lu Zhengchun both wanted to ask Zhou Qingmu from their hearts what he had experienced, but they could not succeed. I guess it must be related to the Buddhist saint in front of them.

Lu Zhengchun thought for a moment and immediately said, "Thank you, senior. The boxing techniques I learned earlier are very suitable for me."

At this time, Yang Zhao no longer looked as careless as before, and said seriously: "Thank you, senior, for the opportunity."

He understood very well how precious what he gained in that secret realm was.

The old monk smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter, as long as you can use this power for the poor monk to protect the right path of the world for the world. What the poor monk did today is right."

At the end of the conversation, the old monk took another look at Yang Zhao, who had his head lowered and didn't know what to think.

At this time, the old monk Bei Chan suddenly stretched out an old finger and touched Zhou Qingmu's forehead, and countless golden lights poured into Zhou Qingmu's body.

The power of the saint that suddenly appeared on the old monk was so overwhelming that Zhou Qingmu couldn't even resist. After the golden light gradually integrated into Zhou Qingmu's body, the already old monk looked even worse.

Zhou Qingmu quickly asked: "Senior, what is this?"

The old monk spoke hoarsely: "This is the opportunity that the poor monk should have given you before. It is more than before. It is a compensation for the poor monk who failed to save you. When you enter the Immaculate Realm one day, you will

I feel it.”

After a while, the golden light dissipated.

Zhou Qingmu quickly asked: "Why is this?"

He really doesn't understand why the Buddhist saint in front of him must give him an opportunity? No one can figure it out!

The old monk smiled and said: "This is related to an agreement between the poor monk and Ye Jing'an. When the time comes, donor Zhou will understand. The poor monk also has something to ask for, and I hope the three donors will agree."

The old monk looked at the little girl sleeping soundly in Zhou Qingmu's arms, pondered for a moment, and then continued: "I invite three benefactors to come. In fact, I hope that in three days, the three benefactors can bring my useless disciple and

The girl who is following him should get as far away from here as possible."

Zhou Qingmu and the three of them were a little confused when they heard the words. Then Zhou Qingmu asked: "Senior, what do you mean?"

Not to mention what this old man meant, even if this old man wanted to tell them this, there was no need to say it here? With the cultivation level of the "incompetent disciple" he called it, if he wanted to take a closer look, it would be really hard to understand.

It's not difficult.

The old monk seemed to have seen what the three of them were thinking. At this moment, he put away the smile he had been wearing, sighed slightly, and said: "When my apprentice left earlier, I secretly placed a ban here. Isn't it true?

I'm sorry, the poor monk's time is running out. I will dismiss the monks in the temple in the next few days. However, my apprentice has just come back a few years ago and I can't drive him away. I will inform him in advance to escort you out in three days.

, he will not refuse. As soon as he goes out, I will set up a restriction. But I am already old. Even if my apprentice is in trouble now, it will not be difficult to break the restriction if I use my full strength. When the time comes, I will

Please help me, the three of you, to stop this poor monk."

The three of them thought for a moment and then nodded.

Chen Xuannan would never just watch his master die like this, but the old monk knew in his heart that he must die calmly for the sake of all living beings and for the sake of his apprentice's path.
Chapter completed!
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