Fang Ning waited for three days.

However, in order to become a saint, the old man is still patient when he is at this time.

As for Fang Ning, he has a system to play in an Internet cafe, and it doesn’t matter if he waits for three years…

Three days later, birds sing and flowers scented, and golden lights appeared in the secret realm of insect spirits in the sky.

Those golden lights are not dazzling, but make people feel sincere warmth, safe and comfortable...

Even Fang Ning, who was huddled in the system Internet cafe, felt this way.

"From this feeling, the original body of the ghost king Bodhisattva, the demon-subduing Bodhisattva mentioned by the ancestor of the Bai family, should be indeed a good person." Fang Ning said affirmatively.

"You know people, but not your heart. Be careful, don't be deceived by a kind guy on the surface," the old man reminded, "I will cheat you at that time."

"When did I make people deceive me? Except for you who can sometimes use my kindness and trust in you to trick me, no one outsider can deceive me." Fang Ning said seriously.

"I was about to say this to you three times..." The old man faced tit.

As he was talking, the golden light slowly dissipated, and a bald old man wearing a cassock and frowning face appeared.

This old man looks plain and has wrinkles on his face. I don’t know if he is so old or so worried.

"Well, this is the famous demon-subduing Bodhisattva? Why do you look like a ruined temple abbot who can't open it?" the old man said in confusion.

"You are indeed smarter again," Fang Ning affirmed, "Isn't this upper world just a group of gods and demons going bankrupt?"

At this moment, a young man appeared, and it was the Ghost King Bodhisattva.

"I, how are you doing lately?" The Ghost King Bodhisattva had nothing unusual on his face, but he just put his hands together and said with a greeting.

"No, no, I have said that I will live and perish with the upper realm. You can inherit and carry forward my mantle in this new world. You just want me to come down and preside over it myself, why bother?" The old monk sad and groaned.

"If the name is not correct, the words will not be smooth. You are the deity, and you will have a legitimate reputation in the future and fight against the struggles of the gods. Even if I am powerful and do not have this title, I will definitely be controlled by them in the future." The Ghost King Bodhisattva shook his head and said.

Fang Ning looked at the insect Daqing, who was drinking honey on the side, and whispered: "Didn't you say that the Ghost King Bodhisattva was in big trouble? No matter how I looked, I felt that this didn't seem trouble?"

"He just was in big trouble! One tried hard to give way, the other didn't want to be given up, and the two pushed around were the most troublesome!" Zhun Daqing was confident.

"What I should have thought of long ago is that the 'trouble' you mentioned is not the same as what I am thinking about." Fang Ning said helplessly.

"Well, this good person is really a different approach," the old man suddenly became excited. "Ghost King Bodhisattva has opened up such a great foundation. Is this abbot of the ruined temple willing to give in?"

"What's the excitement you suddenly?" Fang Ning said in confusion.

"Even if they don't want it, you can give it to me!" The old man was confident.

"You think beautifully... do you still have some shame?" Fang Ning was really enough.

"No." The old man was very straightforward.

"Once the character of a hero collapses, your system cannot be well-behaved. Don't just stare at the money. This is your limitation, and forget your righteousness when you see small profits." Fang Ning intimidated.

"Uh, forget it, I just talked casually and didn't really want it. But they insisted on giving it to you, so you can't push it out for me." The old man said quickly.

Fang Ning despised: "Don't worry, I'll know what I know. To carry forward the legacy, it still needs asset support. It's impossible to give it to us for nothing."

During the conversation between each person and a bucket, the old monk suddenly turned his head and looked at Xia Kejia.

The old monk showed a hint of joy on his orange skin face and said to the young man: "This donor has a deep relationship with Buddha, has a long fortune, and has strong magic power. He is rarely a righteous person. He should be what you have always mentioned, the pillar of the sky-raising and Venerable Shenlong, right?"

"The Bodhisattva has praised it. I am just doing my best to do my best and obey my destiny." Fang Ning said politely.

"Okay, okay, the venerable is modest." The old monk nodded, and then said to the young man, "Since you don't want these things, can I give them to this donor?"

The Ghost King Bodhisattva seemed to be nothing unexpected about this, but said lightly: "These are all your things. Whoever you are willing to give it to is whose fate is."

When Fang Ning heard this, he was stunned, but the old man was overjoyed.

"Look at you, as soon as you say it, you will be slapped in the face. People said they wanted to give it to me!" The old man was proud.

"Damn it, the father of the Tianren tribe of the Great Green in the Zombie is really right. This Demon-Subduing Bodhisattva is really the strangest of the strange!" Fang Ning had to accept this.

In comparison with one Buddha and one demon, this state and enlightenment of a bald donkey with difficulty is much worse than others!

System prompt: (The system hosts the host's body.)

"What are you doing?" Fang Ning said in confusion.

"I'm afraid you suddenly want to put on another one again, so I'll push it out for me." The old man said with striking words.

"You really understand me. I'm just trying to make some polite words." Fang Ning could only say nothing.

"Fortunately, I've been in charge in time..." The old man was very glad.

Then Xiake Jia said, "It is rare that the two great masters value me so much. I ask myself that I have both talent and virtue. In order to avoid the two of them being embarrassed, I have to refuse to be disrespectful."

Chong Daqing whispered: "Da Qinglong, for the first time I discovered that your face seems to be thicker than mine."

"Speak less, do you still want to eat glowing dishes?" Xiakejia sent a message over.

"I won't say it anymore, you can do whatever you want. Anyway, this is not my thing. The old monk likes to give to whom." Chong Daqing immediately surrendered.

"Haha, the donor's opportunity is right, and he can take the initiative. It is indeed a good understanding!" The old monk heard this, and he was filled with sorrow and was overjoyed. He said immediately, "It is better to hit the day than choose a day. Why not today, the old monk will lead the donor into my holy gate, leave the world behind, and be ordained as a monk..."

"Ah?" Fang Ning was stunned again. He quickly said, "I knew there was no free pie in the sky. I wanted me to be a monk. No, no, I can't ask for this thing."

"Look at what you said, it's not that you are going to be a eunuch. Being a monk does not prevent you from marrying a wife. This is the Xiakejia wants to be a monk. There are so many parts you have, what are you afraid of?" The system master said without caring.

"Uh... When you encounter this, your mind is turning faster than me." Fang Ning was so suffocated that he had nothing to say. The truth was that. He was just frightened by the sudden orphanage and subconsciously refused, but he did not expect that the current identity of "Shenlong Venerable" was incompatible with his real identity.

"Of course, if I hadn't entrusted you, you would have refused me now. Wouldn't it be a monk? If you become a monk, you would be able to get the foundation laid by the Ghost King Bodhisattva in the past few decades. Why should I not do it?" The old man was confident.

"I always feel something is wrong. You wait first and wait until I ask you to complete the Saint Way." Fang Ning shook his head and said, "Does there be a setting conflict between the monk and the hero?"

"..." The old man was stunned, "I really didn't expect this."

"As it turns out, I just criticized you, and I forgot my life when I see small profits. Now we have a great family and have a great career. Don't forget the root of it. Why do you always think about other people's things?" Fang Ning regained his confidence and took the opportunity to teach the uncle a lesson.

"Uh, then, can't you just watch these benefits slip away?" the old man said very sorry.

The foundation of Ghost King Bodhisattva is quite large. The insect spirit clan, the guide to good people, the insect spirit secret realm, the ghost king association... are all places that have great potential to be tapped.
Chapter completed!