The sun rises in the east and the crisp sound of bells is heard.
Qin Feng and others on the divine wind boat heard the sound and looked around, only to see a splendid temple among the mountains, with the four golden characters of Daguangming Temple written on the gate.
“Da Guangming Temple!!”
Lin San's body couldn't help but tremble, knowing that Qin Feng was here for him.
Although Qin Feng is not a serious person and loves to fool around, it is undeniable that he does have loyalty.
Whether it is an enemy of the world or a huge opportunity, he is willing to share and face it with you.
Being able to get to know Qin Feng in this life is his greatest blessing!
Thinking of the past events he had experienced, Lin San suddenly felt that Qin Feng disturbing his sleep was nothing, but that he was making a fuss out of a molehill.
"Who is coming!?"
Several monks flew over and stood in front of the divine wind boat.
Mu Xiu said: "My lord is the third holy son of the Yin Yue Dynasty, the only divine son of the Moon God Palace, the chief disciple of the Wuling Holy Land, and the first genius of the ancient times, Qin Feng. Please hurry up and inform your abbot to come out to greet you."
"Qin Feng!!"
Several monks were shocked and looked at Qin Feng.
Although they, Daguangming Temple, could not escape from the world when the world was in chaos three years ago, they were still very familiar with the ancient genius who stirred up the world.
"The arrival of the Holy Son is the glory of our Daguangming Temple!"
A leading monk put his hands together and said respectfully: "It's just that our Daguangming Temple has closed its doors to hide from the world. No matter who the visitor is, he will not be seen. Please forgive me, Lord Holy Son."
"Little bald donkey, do you have the guts to say it again!?"
Qi Xiuyuan didn't know when he began to understand the nature of the villain around him. With a fierce look on his face, he stepped forward and grabbed the monk's collar, fully displaying the power of the villain.
"Donor, don't embarrass the young monk!"
The little monk was frightened and his heart was beating wildly, and he could clearly feel Qi Xiuyuan's terrifying knife intent.
"Lao Qi, don't be rude!"
Qin Feng opened his mouth to stop him, then sighed and said: "Since the young master has said so, I will take my leave. As for Master Jueyun's body, I will burn it myself and refine the relics."
"Um!?"
Mu Xiu and others were stunned on the spot, and they even called him a good guy in his heart.
They said that at such a dangerous time when the prince led his troops to pursue him, why did Qin Feng insist on letting Qi Xiuyuan take Jueyun's body? It turned out that he had expected that such a thing would happen.
But that’s right!
If they didn't bring Jueyun's body, why would the Daguangming Temple help them? That was the power of incense they had accumulated for many years. How could they use it for no reason to help Lin San eliminate the dragon vein backlash?
"Master Jueyun's uncle's corpse!!"
The faces of the monks present could not help but change, and they quickly asked: "Lord Holy Son, what happened to Uncle Jueyun?!"
"well……"
Qin Feng entered the scene in a second and pretended to sigh: "Master Jueyun and I fell in love at first sight, but who knew that he would be brutally murdered by the three demon monks? I couldn't bear to expose my old friend's body to the wilderness, so I brought his body back thousands of miles away. Who would have thought that you would even be together?"
No one is allowed in, forget it, let’s go!”
Finished.
Qin Feng controlled the Shenfeng boat to turn around, as if he was leaving.
"Well……"
Lin San was stunned for a moment.
If he remembered correctly, Qin Feng never said a word to Master Jueyun from the beginning to the end. How could he say that he felt like an old friend at first sight!?
"Lord Holy Son, please wait a moment!!"
The leading young monk hurriedly stepped forward to stop him and said: "The young monk really cannot be the master of this matter. Please wait a moment. The young monk will go and ask the abbot for instructions."
Finished.
He put his hands together in a salute and quickly returned to the temple to report.
soon--
A burly monk flew out of Daguangming Temple, holding a thick and large black steel rod in his hand.
"Amitabha!"
The burly monk saluted with one hand and said: "The poor monk is called Zhongtong. Thank you Lord Shengzi for traveling thousands of miles to return Master Jueyun's body. The poor monk thanks Lord Shengzi for your great kindness on behalf of Daguangming Temple."
"It's over!?"
Qin Feng couldn't help but be slightly stunned. He didn't expect the other party to be so disrespectful.
Although he says he doesn't want it, it doesn't mean that he really doesn't want it. He actually takes his polite words seriously. Does he understand the ways of the world?
"Lord Holy Son, I'm very sorry!"
Monk Zhongtong said expressionlessly: "My Daguangming Temple has closed its doors to hide from the world. No matter who comes, they will not be seen. When Daguangming Temple comes out again, the abbot will definitely come to thank the Holy Son in person."
“There’s no need to come to thank you!”
Qin Feng could also see that the other party did not understand the world, and said straightforwardly: "I want to borrow the power of your temple's incense to help my half-brother eliminate the backlash caused by cutting the dragon's veins."
"Feel sorry!"
Monk Zhongtong didn't even think about it and refused directly: "The power of incense is the foundation of our Daguangming Temple. I will never lend it to others to eliminate any dragon vein backlash. I also ask the Holy Son to return the body of Uncle Jueyun."
Damn it!!
This is a free prostitution!!
That was the body of an eminent Buddhist monk. Burning it could extract Buddhist relics. They didn't give him any benefits and just wanted to take it back.
Is it because Buddhists are crazy, or are they too good-looking?
"Since your temple is not sincere, then forget it!"
Qin Feng didn't have the habit of being spoiled by anyone, so he directly started the divine wind boat and prepared to leave.
Qi Xiuyuan asked in confusion: "Master, are we really leaving like this!?"
"Don't worry, they will call us!"
Qin Feng said confidently: "I'm sure that within ten breaths, this bald donkey will call me back!"
"Is it really that amazing!?"
Qi Xiuyuan was curious and began to count in a low voice: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve..."
"Well……"
Qin Feng gave Qi Xiuyuan a look, wanting him to slowly understand it.
Qi Xiuyuan ignored Qin Feng's eyes and continued counting: "Fifteen..."
"Lord Holy Son, please stay!"
Monk Zhongtong finally couldn't help but said: "The power of incense is the foundation of our Daguangming Temple, and we will never lend it to others. We are willing to use hundreds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and fifty million top-quality spiritual stones to exchange for Master Jueyun."
Can I have my uncle’s body!?”
"no!!"
Qin Feng looked extremely serious and said that he only needed the power of incense.
At the same time, he also discovered that Buddhism was really rich. He asked for hundreds of natural and earthly treasures and fifty million top-grade spiritual stones. He also began to calculate in his mind what price he would sell Lin San to at a later date.
"Brother Qin!!"
Lin San's calm heart was in turmoil, and he was so moved by Qin Feng that he wanted nothing more.
Just now I felt that Qin Feng's face didn't turn red when he lied, his heart didn't beat, and he told lies as soon as he opened his mouth. But now it seems that Qin Feng has never deceived his feelings. The two are close friends in life and death, good brothers who share weal and woe.