"That's not right, Master, I already handed over the gift when I entered the temple..." Tianjiu shouted loudly.
"Hand it in? Impossible! Your Wuchen's name is not on the gift list. Abbot Kudeng checked it, and there is no name of Wanhao, God of Plague, Master Jing, or Monk in Panties. Who did you hand it over to?" Old Monk Pochen sneered.
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"Oh, you are all mistaken. I asked my wife to hand over the congratulatory gift. You should send someone to check quickly. The name of Boss Xiao must be on the congratulatory note. Are you kidding? One hundred thousand top-notch items, plus a heavenly spirit treasure.
The flying swords of the same level were handed over in full. For these crystal stones, the boy vomited blood in that broken pot for two days in a row."
"One hundred thousand...? Damn boy, can you be more generous with your actions?!"
"Yes, yes, you can buy dozens of beautiful concubines outside for a hundred thousand dollars. When you get to Famen Temple, you can only enter through the door, or you can only stand at the foot of the Buddha and listen to the master's Zen lectures.
According to the explanation, there is not even a private room for couples. I have no choice but to take my wife on a long trip, but I can't let her live in the wild, so..."
"That's enough! Are you done yet? The old man doesn't care about the past. One hundred thousand of the best is one hundred thousand of the best, but what you promised to return must be cashed in today!" Old monk Po Chen patted the futon and shouted.
"Haha, Master, you told me earlier, it's just the Bodhi tree, I'll give it back to you!"
Tianjiu Thief laughed, waved his big hand, and a lush bodhi tree, like a canopy, floated out of the sky. The tree's body was covered with rays of rays of light, reflecting the thousand-foot-long hall in a golden green.
"Bodhi tree?!" All six monks exclaimed.
"Boy, this Bodhi tree is definitely not the old man's. My tree is only a thousand years old, but this one is at least ten thousand years old."
"Why, Master, you don't like this tree? That's it. When I peeed and fertilized your little seedling, I accidentally fattened it to death. This big Bodhi tree is indeed a bit big, but boy
Cut off most of the branch, and it will be almost the same as before." After Tianjiu finished speaking, a bright kitchen knife suddenly appeared in his big hand.
"Stop! I'm afraid of you! Just this one! Plant it outside immediately! If it doesn't wither and wither within three days, you will pass." Old monk Pochen bared his teeth and growled.
Tianjiu chuckled mischievously, flicked his fingers, and the rays of light flashed across the main hall. The magic circle protecting the hall swayed gracefully, and the bodhi tree disappeared immediately.
"Okay, Master, your Bodhi tree boy has been transplanted for you to a south-facing boulder thousands of feet away. There is a square of thick soil under the stone three feet away, and it should be able to survive. The boy will stay here these days, every day.
I’ll go and pee it, it’s very effective, I guarantee it won’t die!”
"Ten thousand feet away? Three feet under a stone, how did you do it?" Master Kutian on the opposite side frowned, showing a look of shock.
Not to mention easily breaking through the defensive array of the main hall, just moving the Bodhi tree to the south slope thousands of feet away, and digging out the stone surface to plant it, this spell was something he had never heard of or seen before. This not only required a huge god
In order to gain knowledge, you also need to have a deep understanding of the laws of space and even a hint of the laws of time.
"Master Kutian, you just planted a tree, you didn't create an artificial god, what's the fuss about?!" Tianjiu grinned, and couldn't help but put his big hands around the waist of the beauty next to him.
A gleam flashed in the eyes of old monk Pochen. After thinking for a moment, he nodded: "Ahem! Wuchen, the old man has underestimated you. It seems that it is difficult to be your uncle. But having said that, while you are not here yet,
The old man peed on his head, so you should give the other things back to the old man. Don’t forget, you promised the old man in front of thousands of people."
"Oh! Remember, remember! Aren't they just a few elves!" After Tianjiu finished speaking, he waved his big hand again.
A full spirit animal bag flew in front of the old monk Pochen. In the spirit animal bag, forty or fifty third-grade spirit pigs were lying close together. The spirit pigs were translucent in color and exuded the fragrance of medicine.
"Hahaha! That's great! Boy, the old man likes it! With them, the old man will not have sex during the selection process of the Immortal Sect this time." Old monk Pochen was overjoyed, turned over his withered hand, and the spirit beast bag disappeared in an instant.
"Hehehehe! Master also wants to participate in this selection? Aren't you a god?" Tianjiu asked with a wicked smile.
"Transforming into a god? Transforming into a god is nothing! In the eyes of your old lady, there are only crystals and treasures. In the old man's transformation ceremony, none of the three inspectors showed up. Don't say that the old man has just transformed into a god, he is in the middle stage of transforming into a god. No
Jiao Jing Shi, maybe you will be tricked by your old lady. Otherwise, how could the old man tolerate your nonsense and even invite you to the sixth-floor rooftop alone."
"Huh? What other purpose did you have for inviting me here?"
"Of course, in eight days, all of us will participate in the selection of the Immortal Sect. You said at the beginning that you would give the old man a pillow blow in front of your old lady. What's the matter, go and blow it now?" said the old monk Po Chen shyly.
Smiling with an old face.
"Ahem! Old man, you are a master after all. Look, I have a family now. Do you think I can still go to the old lady?"
"No...if you don't go to Princess Peony, the old man will be dead! None of us have bought any cards!" Old Monk Pochen jumped up.
Tianjiu looked at the angry expression of the old monk and showed a joking expression: "Tch! Do you still need playing cards? If a cat enters the eighteenth-level underworld, who dares to fart half loudly? If it doesn't work, put those in
All the monks were destroyed."
"It's the eighteenth level of hell, not the underworld!" the young monk Niehai suddenly interrupted.
"Ahem! Hell and hell are similar. It's just a name for Princess Peony. She just calls it the Eighteenth Level Heaven. If you can't hand over the crystal, you're still in trouble. Masters, let me give you a trick. If you don't want to
You can still pass the level smoothly if you get crystal stones. In the first fifteen levels, just kill most of the contestants who enter. In this way, no matter whether you have cards or not, the impact will not be big."
Abbot Kudeng, who had been staring at Tianjiu silently, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Amitabha, Wuchen, you have just come to the Holy Buddha City and you don't understand the situation here at all. In the first fifteen levels of the eighteenth level hell, what we face is not mainly about participating in...
The test players are the Three Saints Formation inside."
"Master Abbot, what is the Three Saints Formation?" Tianjiu was stunned and asked with a smile.
"Once demons, demons, and ghosts advance to the level of human beings, they are called saints. The so-called Three Saints Formation is a large formation guarded by three god-level demon saints, demon saints, and ghost saints.
The three saints guard the sixth level respectively, separated by ghosts and demons, and the prisons led by each saint are connected by teleportation arrays, which can coordinate the power. Each of the three saints has 30,000 tribesmen under their command, among which the king-level commanders have their own
There are three thousand people, and these people are distributed on the first fifteen levels. There are so many people that it is not a good strategy to fight alone. Among the three saints, the Demon Saint is the most respected. He guards the eighteenth level. I heard that there are
A trace of the aristocratic blood of the demon clan is so powerful that it is difficult to defeat him in this world."
"So many monsters and ghosts?! It doesn't matter. Our sect has two hundred monks. We can form a few square formations and kill them all the way." Tianjiu nodded.
"Haha, it's not that cheap. There are as many as 600 roads into the formation, and everyone must choose a different road. There are many passages connecting the roads. Only when you reach the sixteenth level can you
After exiting the passage, it becomes an open area. When contestants meet, they can attack monsters together or fight each other. But when monsters encounter you, they will definitely fight to the death without corresponding death-avoidance cards. In this selection, in the end, only
Take twenty-three. Unless you kill until there are only twenty-three monks left, otherwise, if you kill the contestants, you are actually doing those monsters a favor. Instead of racking your brains to kill people, it is better to buy a few more to avoid death.
The cards are affordable." After Abbot Kudeng finished speaking, he looked filled with melancholy.
"The Death-Free Card... The Death-Free Card is really a good thing. Master Abbot, do you have this card in your hand? Let me take a look!" Tianjiu narrowed his eyes.
"Yes, there happens to be one here with Ku Deng!" Abbot Ku Deng pointed out with his finger, and a small dark square jade medal appeared in front of Tianjiu.
Tianjiu frowned, held the death-avoidance jade tablet in his hand, closed his eyes, and wondered what he was thinking about.
Old monk Pochen squinted at Tianjiu. Seeing that there was no movement for a long time, his face changed several times, and he laughed softly: "Hehehehe! Master Wuchen Peak, it seems that you haven't gone to Six Zen Peak to see your body for a long time.
Bar?"
"Wait, wait! Old monk, what did you just say? Master of the Sixth Zen Peak? Please make it clearer. This guy has taken in the fifth-fang madam, and there are a large group of big and small old ladies behind him. How can such a person be considered a master?
The peak master of the number one temple in Kyushu? Don’t you think it’s funny?”
Tianjiu opened his eyes, bared his teeth, and casually threw back the death-saving jade token of Abbot Kudeng. Then, the dirty hand he had wrapped around Xiao Meiren's waist openly started rubbing it under the old monk's nose.
Several old monks lowered their heads and closed their eyes. Young monk Niehai even shivered loudly. (To be continued.)