"Idiot, what are you talking about? Are you out of your mind again?"
The fat monk slapped the disciple on the forehead and cursed: "I told you to practice hard. If you don't practice hard, how long have you been building the foundation? You can't even fly in the air. Why are you so stupid?"
The fat monk beat and scolded him, while the little monk scurried away and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"I'm so angry. I always fall behind. How could I have such an apprentice?"
The fat monk started to sweat profusely and kept fanning himself with his hands to keep cool.
After a while, he seemed to remember something. He returned to Ye Xiong and said with a smile: "Little brother, did you see that the boy just now was only fifteen years old, but he has already established a foundation? Have you ever seen such a genius?"
I have never seen Ye Xiong, a fifteen-year-old foundation-building monk, but looking left and right, this little monk looks like a genius!
"Take us to our residence first to have a look," Ye Xiong said.
The most important thing for him now is to find a place to live, transition this period of time, and wait until he can contact Netherworld before leaving. Therefore, it doesn't matter to him which sect he joins. What he cares most about is whether the place he lives in is comfortable. He doesn't want to
Let Murong Ruyin suffer.
"Go and have a look now, you will definitely be satisfied." The fat monk immediately took the two of them into the mountain gate.
In the so-called Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, apart from a mountain gate and a discolored Buddha, there are only a few houses left.
When we got there, the house was empty and no one was inside.
"This house will be yours from now on. Look, it's north-south convection, not to mention how cool it is. You can't find such a good place even if you search the whole Shiwan Mountain." The fat monk said with a smile.
Ye Xiong took a look at the house and found it quite satisfactory. At least it was better than wandering in the barren mountains.
At that moment, he said: "We will live here from now on, but if we don't join the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, you will rent this place to us. Ten high-grade spiritual stones a month, including food and accommodation, how about it?"
"No, how can you not join Wan Buddhism here?"
"Twenty high-grade spiritual stones. If you don't agree, just send us back." Ye Xiong returned the offer.
The fat monk hesitated at first, but when he saw Ye Xiong turned around to leave, he had no choice but to agree.
Next, Ye Xiong paid forty high-grade spiritual stones for two months and stayed here temporarily.
Next, Murong Ruyin cleaned the house and then decorated the room beautifully.
It's rare to live with the man she loves, so she must make the house look good.
While Murong Ruyin was cleaning, Ye Xiong went out to have some fun.
After wandering around for a while, he saw at a glance that the young monk was practicing precarious flying in the air again.
But just after flying for a moment, he fell to the ground again.
Ye Xiong was very surprised. After the foundation building stage, flying in the air was the most basic skill. Now that he had entered the foundation building stage, how could he not even be able to fly in the air? This really confused him.
The young monk was practicing. When he saw him coming, he quickly wanted to run away.
This little monk is the only one in this huge mountain gate. If I don't look for him, how can I understand the situation here?
Ye Xiong felt something was wrong. How could Wanfo Temple, one of the seven great sects, be reduced to such a state?
"Little monk, stop, I have something to ask you." Ye Xiong said quickly.
The young monk then turned around, looked at him angrily, and shook his head.
Ye Xiong thought for a moment, took out a beef bread from the storage ring and handed it over, saying: "You are hungry, here it is."
When he escaped last time, Ye Xiong didn't know what would happen, so he prepared a lot of food in the storage ring.
The little monk swallowed hard, but did not dare to reach out and take it.
Ye Xiong stuffed the bread into his hand and cursed: "A manly man, you can eat whatever you want. What does it look like to shrink your head and tail?"
His voice sounded like a reproach, but Monk Chang not only didn't feel scared, but felt kindly.
Not only that, but in terms of affinity, Ye Xiong is much better than the average person.
After a conversation, Ye Xiong quickly asked the young monk everything he knew.
It turns out that there really are thousands of Buddhist sects here. Among the hundreds of thousands of mountains, they have always been relatively small sects.
Decades ago, the Southern Territory Alliance attacked Shiwanda Mountain, and the spacecraft landed at Wanfu Mountain. They also destroyed the place and used it as a stronghold.
During the subsequent battle to defend Shiwanda Mountain, the Southern Territory Alliance withdrew its troops. However, because Wanfo Temple had no money, it had not been able to rebuild it over the years. In addition, the leader was a guy with no ambitions and only knew how to deceive and deceive. Therefore, Wanfo Temple
The reputation of the company is getting worse and worse. Unless someone like Ye Xiong, who knows nothing, will be deceived, other people are not willing to come in at all.
There are only three people left in the entire sect. Apart from the fat monk, the leader, there is only this young monk, and a stubborn monk who lives in the back mountain and studies spaceships all day long.
It can be said that none of the three remaining Buddhist monks out of ten thousand is normal.
In Ye Xiong's mind, three words jumped out instinctively: What a cheat!
Fortunately, he didn't join this sect, otherwise, it would have been a big trap.
In a normal sect, how can the leader personally go out and recruit new people through deception and deception?
"Brother, you should pack your things and leave here earlier. You have no future if you stay here."
He was soft-spoken, but the young monk kindly tried to persuade him.
"Why?" Ye Xiong asked with a smile.
"Except for a place to live, there is nothing here. There is no alchemy room, weapon refining room, or a place to practice. Everything a monk needs is not available here. Except for a spell that cannot be practiced, there is nothing here.
Without any skills or spells, only a fool would stay here." The young monk continued.
"Then why do you want to stay?" Ye Xiong asked.
"I have a strange disease, and my practice is over. And senior brother, he is a lunatic. He stays here because no one disturbs him to study spaceships. Nowadays, monks can fly in the air during the foundation building stage. Who else can do it?
Care about the spaceship."
As the young monk was talking, a burst of laughter suddenly came from the back mountain.
"Successful, I finally know how to speed up the thruster."
The young monk slapped his head and showed a collapsed expression: "Senior brother has another attack."
The wild laughter over there lasted for a long time and then stopped.
"Little monk, what disease have you got, and why have your cultivation levels stagnated?" Ye Xiong asked strangely.
(ps: The new plot requires another brain-burning job. It’s almost drained. It’s really not easy to write words. Readers who read my books know that I don’t like word count. The plot is always very compact, so it’s always fast.
No. I will try my best to update more based on the three updates. Please continue to support Rainy Day.)