I collect gold fingers in the heavens

[Lu Yin] Ah, it is the only certificate in the world to enter the No. [-] pawnshop. "Chan Master Baiyun said lightly while leaning on his Zen stick.

"Is the No. [-] pawn shop still there?" The little monk Shifang asked curiously.

"It never disappeared." Zen Master Baiyun replied.

"Then where is it?" The young monk Shifang asked again, walking not far behind Zen Master Baiyun.

"No one knows about this...maybe..." Zen Master Baiyun paused for a moment, then looked somewhere in the distance, "maybe he knows..."

"Who is he?" The young monk of Shifang seemed to have endless questions in his innermost being.

Zen Master Baiyun was also very patient. He thought for a while, then answered the disciple's question, and said, "He is an extraordinary person..."

Well, saying it means not saying it.

The little monk Shifang curled his lips, and soon another question came to his mind. He opened his mouth and asked again, "Master, have you ever been to the No. [-] pawn shop?"

"I want to go, but I haven't had time yet." Zen Master Baiyun said truthfully.

Monks don't tell lies!
More than a hundred years ago, the No. [-] pawn shop was famous, but most of the people who came in and out of it were casual cultivators and small sects.

Those big factions are dismissive, or are waiting and watching.

Zen Master Baiyun knew about the existence of No. [-] pawn shop at that time, and when he wanted to go to have a look, the shopkeeper of No. Wu Siyuan, who turned into a dragon, disappeared into the world.

"Oh!" The little monk Shifang rolled his eyes and asked again, "Master, I heard that there are all the treasures in the world in No. [-] pawnshop. Is it true?"

"Treasures exist, otherwise, how could they attract practitioners all over the world? But..." before Zen Master Baiyun finished speaking, the young monk Shifang picked up, "The root of practice lies in oneself, right? master?"

Zen Master Baiyun always said this to the young monk Shifang, his ears were almost numb.

He looked at his apprentice like this, shook his head, and continued to walk forward.

But the question of the little monk Shifang did not finish.

"Master, do you know what treasures are in the No. [-] pawnshop? I heard that there is a medicine of immortality in it, which is why the emperor at that time coveted it. Is it true?"

Zen Master Baiyun paused, "The life-extending medicine is real. There is a [-]-year life-extending golden elixir in pawn shop No. [-], which is known to the emperor, so he sent someone to forcefully ask for it."

"You have only extended your life by sixty years?" The young monk Shifang felt a little disappointed, he just extended his life.

This No. [-] pawn shop is boasting so much that the little monk of Shifang thought that there is a treasure that can make people directly become immortals!

I didn't expect this!
"Shifang..." Zen Master Baiyun was a little dissatisfied with this, and his voice raised a few pitches.

"Master, I'm just talking." The young monk Shifang still has the ability to observe words and emotions, so he immediately explained.

Zen Master Baiyun sighed. As a disciple, he has roots of wisdom, but he is too clever.

After a moment of silence, he said, "People at that time thought that the most precious treasure of No. [-] pawn shop was this [Three Yuan Golden Pill] that prolongs life by sixty years!"

"But my old friend told me a piece of news. Only after reaching a certain level of cultivation and contribution, and being recognized by the No. [-] pawn shop, will I know the information about the treasures of the No. [-] pawn shop—"

"what's the message?"

And this matter, the little monk Shifang became interested all of a sudden.

"[Three Yuan Golden Elixir] is not the treasure of No. [-] shop. Those who are recognized by No. [-] pawn shop know that No. [-] pawn shop also has the elixir that can make people live for tens of thousands of years." Zen Master Baiyun said lightly.

"Tens of thousands of years? The millennium king and the 8-year tortoise... Isn't this a tortoise?" The little monk from Shifang said in surprise, "Master, is there really such a treasure?"

"Shifang, I have told you many times that the foundation of practice..." Seeing that his apprentice was fascinated by these foreign things, Zen Master Baiyun suddenly became strict.

"The root of self-cultivation lies in oneself! I know!" The young monk of Shifang said bluntly, "Aren't I curious?"

"If you have a chance, you can enter the No. [-] pawn shop and have a look..." Zen Master Baiyun shook his head and said, then ignored any questions from his disciples, and hurried on his way.

The little monk Shifang had no choice but to follow behind.

When it was almost nightfall, they finally arrived at a small forest in the northern suburbs of Guobei County.

In this grove, the branches of the trees are overgrown, like evil spirits, claws and claws in the dark.

The little monk Shifang traveled north and south with his master for a long time. He was not very afraid, but felt that the road conditions were too dark, it was inconvenient to walk, and he was worried about whether he would encounter wild wolves...

Fortunately, the road they walked seemed to be frequently visited by people on weekdays, so the road conditions were fairly good, at least there was still a way to go.

And dangers like wild wolves were not encountered until they reached the end of the grove.

The little monk Shifang breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Zen Master Baiyun didn't look back at his apprentice's cowardly behavior, he had already cultivated a pair of minds. Even if his back was turned to his apprentice, he could still know his every move. Regarding this, Zen Master Baiyun shook his head.

However, he was highly cultivated in Buddhism, and he was not angry. Instead, he threw a beam of golden light into the sky in front of him.

The golden light entered the empty flat land in front of him, and suddenly disappeared.

"Master, what's the situation?" Shifang's little monk called out again.

"Formation." Zen Master Baiyun said concisely, "This is the mountain gate of the Yan family, surrounded by formations."

"The Yan family..."

The little monk Shifang hadn't finished speaking when a thick white mist suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

The white mist rolled, revealing a path.

A man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties came over from the end of the road, clasped his hands together and said to Zen Master Baiyun, "Master!"

"Benefactor Yan!" Zen Master Baiyun also replied.

"Master, you can just call me Shi'er." The man who looked about five or sixty years old said, "Master knows you are coming, and has been waiting for a long time, please come with me."

"Thank you!" Zen Master Baiyun said again.

Yan Shi'er smiled faintly, and walked ahead to lead the way.

Zen master Baiyun followed behind, followed by the young monk Shifang.

After the three of them walked for a certain distance, their eyes suddenly opened up, the surrounding white fog disappeared, and what appeared in front of them was a building in the style of an ancient temple.

"This is..." the little monk Shifang couldn't help but said.

"Lanruo Temple!" Yan Shi'er said softly, "It's also where my teacher, me, and some of my younger generations live."

"Oh!" The little monk Shifang said half-understood.

But he soon discovered another difference, "Aura here?"

Yan Shi'er heard the words and explained to him, "There is a gathering spirit formation here, which can gather spiritual energy, so the spiritual energy is much better than that of the outside world. Of course, it is still not as good as the real blessed land and cave."