"Are this lay Buddhist Wanling not afraid of God's punishment?"

What I asked was not the Hetu, but another monk, who was only in his foundation-building cultivation and was in his thirties.

Only at this age can you build a foundation, but you can only say that your qualifications are mediocre, but you are still much better than ordinary people.

The person had just finished asking, and someone quickly answered:

"Of course, this mortal was not killed by the layman Wanling. If you really want to cherish your life, no one will exchange his life with the layman Wanling. If you really want to exchange his life, most of the life is not the most important thing."

When he saw Yang Wei, who had a little resistant to the River Map, he immediately said positively:

"Yes, the layman Wanling is hell. It must be this mortal who collided with the layman inside and was beaten to death by the monk guarding the courtyard."

When Hetu heard this, he smiled inside the skull and beat the monk to death.

"What will Mr. Wanling exchange for you when you enter?"

In theory, a monk in Hetu's Qi training stage is absolutely not confident and ask questions with confidence in front of these people.

But the fact that he broke the Three Immortals and Three Games had already spread in the Four and Three. Among the righteous immortals, those with strong strength and excellent qualifications may not have a place in the Hetu.

But the way of miscellaneous learning is destined to be famous.

These monks and other outer disciples did not feel that there was anything embarrassing to answer a question from a qi-training monk. One of the foundation-building monks replied:

"It's all worthless things, but it's absolutely useless in exchange for it."

He Tu nodded. He basically understood the routine of this lay Buddhist Wanling.

I have to say that this lay Buddhist Wanling has some skills. After Hetu had a rough idea in his heart, he bowed to everyone and said:

"I hope you can let me join the team. I want to go in and break the game."

After saying this, the monks watching the monks immediately started to talk:

"President Zhen is indeed here to break the situation of Mr. Wanling!"

"If it were Chief Zhen, it would definitely be broken."

"President Zhen, please feel free. We have never seen the three immortals and three games. Today I am lucky to see the three games of Master Zhen break the situation!"

Of course, no one opposed the monks, and they were happy to see the River Tu break the deadlock, and they all made way.

Hetu bowed and thanked him and led him to the temple in the Qingming Dynasty.

There are bluestone slabs in front of the Reclining Buddha Temple, which are cleaned up completely, and even a piece of ginkgo leaves are not seen.

The temple door decoration is not exquisite, but it cannot be said to be simple.

He looked up and said the plaque with the words "Wolong Temple". It was dark all over and the texture was meticulous. The wood used looked very classy at first glance.

As soon as I entered the temple gate, I saw a huge stone tablet with mestone as the base, surrounded by this circle of white marble railings, and a stone lion sat upright on both sides of the bluestone stairs.

Two stone lions about one foot tall looked powerful without anger and had extraordinary demeanor.

The temple is not very big, with a room on both sides and a hall in front of you. When you walk up the steps, you will see the incense-burning stove placed in the small square in the center.

An old monk wearing a gray linen monk's robe, holding a long stick in his hand, pronounced a Buddha's name towards the Hetu, then pointed to the location of the hall and made an invitation.

"Namo Amitabha!"

Hetu shouted at the old monk, and regardless of whether he shouted correctly, he pulled Qingming in.

When you approach the hall, you will first see a statue of Maitreya Buddha, with your front collar exposed, sitting cross-legged with your knees, holding Buddhist beads in your hands, smiling, and vividly.

On both sides are Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

I basically don’t know the River Map.

The murals above the head are dazzling, and the raised faces of Buddha Lords are like countless stars, with different expressions and various postures.

With the artistic level of this temple, it is not a big problem to evaluate the five-a scenic spot in the past years of Hetu.

The river map was looking around there, but Qingming was not squinting, and there was no interest in these Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

"Fellow Taoist, what are you asking for when you come here?"

Hetu was looking left and right, but he heard a sound coming from the front, which was coming from behind Maitreya Buddha.

"My younger generation, Zhen Hetu, the head of Taiqiong Sect, has met Mr. Wanling."

Hetu closed his hands together and bowed to the direction of Maitreya Buddha, thinking that a monk would come out.

I even thought about it. It is not impossible for such a person with personality to have a bottle of wine in his left hand and a roast chicken in his right hand.

But I didn't see the monk coming out, but saw a scholar dressed as a man and came out.

The man dressed in a scholar was holding a book in his hand, reading with relish, but the cover had no name.

This person is Wanling Layman.

【Be a mistress (Wan Ling Layman)

Sect: None

Age: 650

Attributes: 9, physique 9, potential 8, spiritual power 9, concentration 9, opportunity 9

Practice: The Heavenly Inspirational Skills; Confucian Classics

Acquisition of skills:...

Realm: Combination period (980/1000)

Mood: 400 (basic mood value + 400)]

Although this lay Buddhist Wan Ling is 650 years old, he actually looks like he is only in his forties.

But the age of a monk is not enough. Fairy Chixia is over 100 years old and looks like a young girl who is only twenty years old.

Mr. Wan Ling was wearing a ink-colored Confucian robe, with a neat bun on his head, and was put in an exquisite white jade crown.

Belts, shoes, jade pendants, sachets, dressing up as a Confucian scholar, and all this powerful man in the fusion period should have.

Although it looks ordinary, this temperament makes you feel like a great scholar when you release it.

"Taiqiong Gate?"

The lay Buddhist Wanling looked at the River Map and Qingming Festival, then sat down cross-legged on the cushion in front of the Buddha, and said slowly:

"Your master borrowed something from me many years ago, but I haven't paid it back yet."

"My younger generation, I came for this."

Hetu stood and bowed to Wanling.

The lay Buddhist Wanling looked up and down at the River Map and laughed:

"No matter what you say, change things with me first."

After Mr. Wan Ling finished speaking, he quickly put the book in front of him, and then put a folding fan, a jade pendant, a roll of painted paper, and a peach branch.

Hetu took a look and found that it was all ordinary things, and the jade pendant might be exchanged for one or two taels of silver.

Hetu took out a bottle of magic pill from the virtual realm, which was the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill given by Qin Xian.

The River Tu pushed the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill to the lay Buddhist Wanling and said:

"This is my favorite thing I can give away. This is a first-grade spiritual pill, the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill. Even if you die, you can save it as long as your soul is still dying. This is my life, exchange it with you, and then ask about my master's affairs."

Mr. Wanling shook his head with a smile. He supported his knee with one hand and leaned forward slightly:

"This is not your beloved thing, I don't want it."

Qingming frowned slightly and said impatiently:

"Then what do you want? This is already my senior brother, the most precious spiritual pill."

Mr. Wanling touched his beard and smiled. The ancient Buddha behind him seemed to laugh at this moment, but when he saw Mr. Wanling, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Qingming.

"She is your most precious thing. If you want to change it, you can exchange it for her."

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