Incense to the ancestors, I am invincible in the world

Chapter 107 Breakthrough
in the monastery,
Yuan Kong greeted him excitedly, and said with a happy face, "What did you say?"

"Junior Brother Wukong was able to give up his position as an arhat master in Shaolin Temple and come to our Yangbao Bodhisattva Temple because of his trust in him. How can he blame you!"

"Go, go, you are lucky tonight, our Yangbao Bodhisattva is manifesting, I will introduce you to Yangbao Bodhisattva!"

The muscular monk Wukong was surprised when he heard this.

Look up at the Buddha Hall directly in front of you.

Inside, a female Bodhisattva with benevolent eyebrows, beautiful eyes and heavenly fragrance sits cross-legged on a lotus platform, pinching orchids with one hand and holding a clean bottle with the other, which is particularly sacred.

Wang Xiaobao noticed his gaze and immediately recited the ancient scriptures.

all of a sudden.

In the Buddhist hall, the faint sound of chanting sutras rippling, and bursts of Buddha's light filled the air, and the Bodhisattva's golden body instantly became extremely majestic and sacred.

"hiss!"

"Is this Yangbao Bodhisattva?! The poor monk has come to the right place."

The muscular monk Wukong was shocked.

The body could not help leaning forward slightly, clasping hands together and performing the Buddhist salute to show respect.

then.

He whispered to Monk Yuankong, "Brother Yuankong, I'm going to see the Bodhisattva soon, I have something to say, I have to confirm it again!"

"Please speak up!"

The muscular monk Wukong whispered:
"Brother, you wrote to say that the KPI assessment here is very easy, and earning [-] a month is not a dream, did you lie to me?!"

"To be honest, my villa loan has just been approved, and I pay 5 yuan a month. I also bought a BMW X7, and I have to pay monthly. I also have a teacher who eloped with me. She spends a lot of money."

"If I don't earn 10 a month, I won't be able to survive."

After speaking, he pointed to the dozen or so disciples behind him, and said, "My disciples are in their twenties, and they just bought a big Ben, and they are under a lot of pressure."

"Being a monk now is really tiring. There is a Buddha on his head, but what is more terrifying than the Buddha is the mortgage, the car loan, and the beautiful teacher, hey!"

Yuan Kong smiled and comforted, "Everyone is the same."

"My group of disciples just bought a BMW, didn't they also follow me to change jobs? I paid for the down payment."

"So, I have come by myself, so you can rest assured to read scriptures and take office here."

"Although the temple of Yangbao Bodhisattva is small, the Bodhisattva is alive!"

Having said that, he pulled the muscular monk Wukong to a corner of the yard, and said in a low voice, "Do you know how much the temple's incense income is today?"

"How much? Is there a hundred thousand?"

"Hehe, it scares you to death. It's a total of 30. Our accountant's fingers are bald when he counts money."

hiss!
The muscular monk Wukong gasped.

He felt that when he came to Yangbao Bodhisattva Temple tonight, he was just taking a breath of air.

But he can't do without smoking, it's too shocking.

In this small Yangbao Bodhisattva Temple, a day's worth of incense burns is equivalent to a week's operating income of their Beishan Shaolin Temple.

Sure enough, cowhide!

He rolled his eyes and said, "Senior brother, please give me a staff. If it's a position, I also need to take care of it. I want to be a leader."

As he spoke, he took out his monk qualification certificate.

And it's a special certificate.

Added a sentence: "I can fight very well, one hit five is not a problem."

Yuan Kong frowned and said: "Our place is different from other temples. The qualification certificate is not very easy to use. It depends on the level of believers."

"Believers level? What is that?" Muscular monk Wukong wondered.

Yuan Kong said with a mysterious smile:

"Junior brother, you are not a family member, so it is really inconvenient to disclose some things."

"In short, when you worship the Bodhisattva later, you must do so sincerely. If you do well, you will be pleasantly surprised."

"Brother, as someone who has experienced it, I will give you a word of advice!"

The muscular monk Wukong looked solemn, and said in Buddha's salutation: "Senior brother, please speak, and I will listen to you."

Yuan Kong confessed:
"The ancients were willing to cut their bodies to pieces and dared to pull the emperor off the horse. If the younger brother can sacrifice his dignity and shame to worship the Bodhisattva, there may be unexpected surprises."

The muscular monk Wukong was surprised.

He wanted to ask a few more questions, but Yuan Kong kept his mouth shut and waved him to quickly worship the Bodhisattva.

The muscular monk Wukong immediately led a group of his disciples to the Buddha Hall.

Just as he was about to cross the threshold, he stopped abruptly.

In my mind, I remembered what Senior Brother Yuan Kong said just now.

"If you can give up your dignity and shame to worship the Bodhisattva, there may be unexpected surprises." He pondered in his heart, his eyes flashed fiercely.

"Disciples, follow me as a teacher!"

With a wave of his hand, he led a group of disciples back to the outside of the temple.

Yuan Kong was startled.

Brother Wukong, what happened?Do you regret it?
At this time.

But he saw Junior Brother Wukong walking outside the temple, leading a group of disciples to "thump" and kneel down.

They walked on their knees, worshiping each step, and shouted at the same time: "Worship Yangbao Bodhisattva, practice the supreme Buddha Dharma, kowtow!"

A dozen or so disciples followed behind.

They kowtowed very seriously. Every time they kowtowed, their heads and noses were stuck to the floor tiles. When they kowtowed, there was a thud.

The body is like a spirit snake, rubbing on the ground and moving forward.

Wherever they passed, the sound of friction "stabbing" continued to sound.

In this way, from outside the temple, kowtow all the way, kneel down all the way, perform Buddhist rituals, pass the courtyard, steps, and kneel down into the Buddhist hall.

At this moment.

The robes of the monks were all worn out, and even the muscular monk Wukong, the leader, had worn off the skin on his face.

There was blood dripping down his forehead.

He hurts so much.

I want to put on some pain reliever cream.

But, think about your own villa, think about your BMW X7, and the teacher who eloped with him, all of them need money!
According to the words of the senior brother, you will only have money if you pray well.

He gritted his teeth and leaned down again.

Continue to kowtow, keep rubbing, keep going forward, kowtow one by one, and shout loudly: "Worship Yangbao Bodhisattva, practice the supreme Dharma, kowtow—!"

But in my heart I shouted over and over again: Villa!BMW!Master!All mine!
But on the surface.

The crazy posture, pious eyes, serious expression, and hoarse shouts moved everyone.

Niu Dafa was shocked and said: "Junior Brother Yuankong, you have dug out a talent this time!"

"I have never seen or heard of such a devout Yangbao Bodhisattva. The Bodhisattva will definitely be moved. At least mark him as a lv9 fanatical believer!"

Yuan Kong was also very shocked, nodded numbly and said: "Yes, this junior brother of the poor monk, sometimes becomes ruthless, even I am afraid!"

above.

Wang Xiaobao possessed the golden body of Bodhisattva, condescending, looking down at the scene in front of him.

He was indeed surprised and moved.

Wukong, a muscular monk who jumped from Beishan Shaolin Temple, worshiped too piously.

"It looks like I'm about to harvest a wave of Faith!"

Wang Xiaobao looked forward to it.

His gaze was fixed on the foreheads of the muscular monk Wukong and his group of disciples.

1 minutes passed.

2 minutes passed.

5 minutes passed.

On the head of a group of bald heads, the oil was shiny and dazzling, but nothing appeared.

The wind blows into the main hall, the oil lamps on the altars flicker, and the paper ashes on the ground fly.

Wang Xiaobao was dumbfounded.

"What about the power of faith?"

And the front.

The muscular monk Wukong was also in a daze. He looked up at the golden body of the Bodhisattva, and then looked back at Senior Brother Yuankong, blinking and looking confused.

"Senior brother said, if you pray well, there will be surprises!"

"Where is the surprise? Where is it?"

"Why didn't the poor monk see anything!"

Doorway.

Niu Dafa frowned and said, "Junior Brother Yuankong, what's the matter? The Bodhisattva doesn't seem to approve of the talents you dug up. They don't even have a lv1 mark."

"If there is no standard, then it is not a family member, and if it is not a family member, the salary will have to be halved!"

Yuan Kong was dumbfounded.

Brother Wukong worshiped the Bodhisattva so devoutly that the skin on his face was worn off, but why is he not a family member?
Isn't it pious enough?
When they worship Bodhisattvas, what are they thinking in their hearts? Didn't they think of Bodhisattvas?

Wang Xiaobao sighed in his heart.

He finally understood that these bald men turned out to be a bunch of bastards!
I didn't know what I was talking about just now.

But certainly not talking about me.

He didn't waste any more time, and the possessed consciousness returned to the deity with the power of faith.

Zixia Community.

The moment the power of faith returned.

Boom~
Wang Xiaobao's whole body radiated light, and his spirit merged and transformed immediately, turning into a golden villain, as if coated with a layer of glazed god gold.

His brows lit up.

The remaining power of faith is still majestic, turning into rich and pure energy, the Nascent Soul of the Demon Buddha in the dantian opened his eyes, swallowing the power of faith.

Nascent Soul recovered instantly from his injuries, glowed all over, and quickly grew in size.

And Wang Xiaobao's cultivation base is also rapidly breaking through, his body emits a roar like waves, and the aura on his body becomes stronger and stronger with each wave.

a moment.

His whole body trembled violently, and a stronger coercion emanated out.

"Deity Transformation Period!"

Wang Xiaobao broke through to the stage of transforming gods and became an old monster in the realm of transforming gods.

on the windowsill.

Napoleon, who had tempered his soul, was startled awake, staring at Wang Xiaobao with wide eyes, full of disbelief.

On the glass outside the window.

A moth fluttered up and down and flew up and down. At this moment, it suddenly froze, and then flew more cheerfully, as if it was extraordinarily happy and excited.

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