Hearing the old monk's voice, Zhang Bei immediately became energetic.

Holding the little Tibetan fox in my hand, I began to communicate with the old monk in my heart.

"When did you wake up?"

"After the nine prayers are completed, the distance I can control cannot cover that far."

Zhang Bei roughly determined his current position, which was about one-half of the way, halfway up the mountain.

"How long will it take to cover the nearby mountains?"

"Based on the amount of faith, it's almost three days."

The old monk is very special, and he is considered an extremely special existence among mountain gods.

All mountain gods need to eat their faith, digest it again, and then turn it into their own power.

But the old monk doesn't have to go to such trouble at all. He can directly transform his faith into power.

I don’t know how many times faster than slow digestion!

This is why Zhang Bei is confident that the ecology of Tibetan areas can be restored in a short time.

"I've been here for the past few days. If I have enough faith, I can restore the nearby ecology as soon as possible."

Zhang Bei stroked the Tibetan fox and explained the recovery sequence to the old monk.

Far away in the quadrangle, a group of knife dealers were surrounding the astronomical disk with solemn expressions.

Especially the old man at the head had cold sweat on his forehead.

"Should I knock him? What did these bald donkeys do?"

The astrolabe is a thing handed down from the Tang Dynasty. The specific production method is unknown, the specific material is unknown, and it is not even clear how it is used.

But after years of exploration, the person who borrowed the knife also figured out a use of this thing, that is, the 365 meteorite pieces on it represent the 365 stars.

At this time, in the eyes of this group of creditors, the stars on the astronomical disk that represented the group of bald donkeys were rapidly changing their positions.

The two fastest moving ones are going to wipe out sparks on the astronomical disk!

The old man sitting in the front was silent for a long time, and then slowly spoke.

"How about I take a look?"

"Don't!"

"no!"

As soon as they finished speaking, there was a chorus of rejections. They had not forgotten why the previous loan recipients went to the hospital.

The air was quiet for a moment, and then a man with gauze wrapped around his eyes slowly spoke.

"In fact, don't worry about them. Hundreds of families came out to fight against each other. Now that Zhang has gone to the Tibetan area, we are all in the same boat."

"No, old man, I can't swallow this breath!"

The old man sitting in the wheelchair glanced fiercely at the astrolabe, and then took out two relics from the box.

"I was tricked by that old bald donkey last time. Even if it's one of my own, I have to take revenge!"

As he spoke, the old man took out a bunch of Five Emperors coins and pushed his wheelchair to the front of the astrolabe.

After some metaphysical manipulation, the two relics were shattered into pieces, and one of the Five Emperors' coins rolled off the table and disappeared.

"Uncle Jiu, what did you calculate?"

Although the person who borrows the sword is not very proficient in divination and is not as good as Jinmen, he still has some understanding of this stuff.

This time, two relics were used, so we should get some information.

The old man was silent for a moment. Then he looked in the direction of Tibet with complex eyes.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

That old bald donkey put the fate of the entire Tibetan Buddhism on Zhang Baotou.

"Fuck!"

"Crazy?"

"What if it fails?"

There are hundreds of schools of thought and the general trend of the world. Those who borrow swords are the first to know the news.

But even if I know more about those bald donkeys, I still don’t dare to gamble.

Wasn't Zhu Yuanzhang also full of purple energy back then?

Didn’t the hundreds of bells ring too?

But in the end, if the farmer hadn't realized something was wrong and ran away quickly, he would have been able to get everyone involved right away.

The air was quiet for a long time, and the old man sitting at the front let out a long sigh.

"I have been secluded for a long time, and my courage has become weak. After three months, except for the disciples who inherited the sword, the rest of them will come out!"

"I will obey the credit order!"

The voice is neat, but also solemn.

The man with only his eyes wrapped in gauze had a bitter look on his face.

The credit knife man comes out of the business in a prosperous age, but he doesn’t know whether the future will be good or bad!

At this time, the Tibetan Living Buddha nodded after listening to Zhi's report, then looked at the Buddha statue and issued his third order since becoming the Living Buddha.

"After three months, all ascetics will enter the world!"

"This Living Buddha..."

"Buddha has no form. Look at this huge Tibetan area. How many people are there who can understand the Buddha's teachings?"

Zhi glanced outside the door, watching the monks coming and going, and finally nodded.

"I understand!"

The Living Buddha sighed and looked in the direction of Mount Kailash.

Tibetan Buddhism cannot be discontinued in this life!

Standing in a pharmaceutical company building in a small country, the secretary handed a stack of documents to the man sitting on the office chair.

"There is still no news about the chairman's return to China. Do we need to report laboratory drugs and start the process?"

"Report it and start human trials as soon as possible, and the price of this diabetes drug will be lowered."

The secretary looked at the man organizing the documents and hesitated for a long time before speaking.

"Mr. Guigu, I really don't understand why you came here to be a manager."

"With your ability, if you assisted a wise master, you would have achieved success long ago."

The man tilted his head and glanced, then a smile appeared on his lips.

"Ask less, talk less, and read more, or else you will go home and serve the Ghost Sword."

"yes!"

The secretary shivered and silently helped the man start to sort out the information.

Zhang Bei would never have dreamed that the Guigu successor he had been searching for for many years was now helping Colin manage a large pharmaceutical company.

Of course, what Zhang Bei hates about these Riddlers has little to do with who he is now.

At this time, he had already asked clearly about the location of his fourth brother, and moved towards the mountain with the audience in the live broadcast room.

He has introduced the previous few brothers to the live broadcast room audience, but the fourth brother who has been talking about it for a long time has not been able to show up.

However, Zhang Bei has always done a good job in this regard, and he has never disappointed the audience in the live broadcast room!

As they moved forward, a huge cave appeared in front of everyone.

Looking at the scale of this cave, the entire live broadcast room became excited.

Being a nocturnal animal, living in caves, and in such a large place, there is no doubt that it is a carnivore!

"Hey, fourth brother, I'm here!"

As soon as the words fell, a roar suddenly came from the cave.

Then a little golden guy rushed out of the cave and rushed directly towards Zhang Bei.

Zhang Bei did not refuse. After adjusting his posture, he stretched out his hands to catch his fourth brother.

The soft fur on the medium-sized cat made Zhang Bei's face instantly fill with a smile.
Chapter completed!