Taoist temple that will cross

Chapter 338 Donor, You Have a Predestined Relationship with My Buddha

All right!The poor have become demons.

"Amitabha, it doesn't matter if the old monk is his opponent or not. If he wants to kill him, let him kill him. Life and death are like passing clouds."

Cao Yi continued to take on the role of a peerless monk, saying some things that were indifferent to life and death.

"The realm of the big monk is beyond the reach of the little monk."

Jiumokong suppressed the bitterness in his heart and flattered him, it was the first time in his life that he hated the monk so much.

"You and I are both monks, there is no distinction between high and low realms, you care too much about your own life and death, you have to learn to let go, and you will be able to understand without hindrance."

Cao Yi's voice became even more ethereal and ethereal.

Jiumokong didn't know how to answer it, he turned his head after a while, and said in a deep voice: "I don't care about my own life or death at all. The life and death of a monk are small, if you can't save thousands of people, there is a heinous crime."

Well, it's still in the state!

If he didn't know the character of this Jiumokong, Cao Yi might have believed him.

"If the big monk really doesn't want to tell, the young monk can only go find it by himself."

Jiumokong didn't believe the news about the Earth Lingzhu, and no one knew about it except this old immortal.

That's a lot of patience!
It seems that Yelv Zhigu really scared him a lot.

"You don't have to look for it"

Cao Yi's tone was flat, but what he said almost made it clear.

Jiumokong's eyes were full of doubts at first, and then lit up, the earth spirit bead is in the hands of this old man, oh no, the old man.

"To be honest, the old monk has not many days to come, but unfortunately he has not found someone to inherit the mantle."

Cao Yi suddenly said something that seemed off topic.

What a clever man Jiumokong immediately understood that this senior who had lived for hundreds of years was implying to him that if he wanted to obtain the Earth Spirit Orb, he had to inherit the mantle.

As a generation of eminent monks from India, who inherited the mantle of a Buddhist disciple, Jiumokong really didn't want to worship an old senior who was a different kind of Daoist, even if this old senior had a high level of cultivation.

"This benefactor, the old monk looks at your eyebrows, and I have a lot of fate with my Buddha. Would you like to inherit the mantle of the old monk?"

Cao Yi suddenly looked at Li Xiaoyao who was standing aside, and said softly.

Li Xiaoyao, who was worried that he couldn't find a way to get out of trouble, immediately said: "I am willing"

"Happy Brother"

Zhao Linger shouted nervously.

Li Xiaoyao blinked his eyes.

Zhao Ling'er immediately understood that this was Brother Xiaoyao's expedient measure.

However, she was still worried that this old monk had such a high level of cultivation, brother Xiaoyao might not succeed if he tried to fool him.

How could Jiumokong let such a thing beyond his control happen, and stopped him: "Senior, this benefactor Li is a married man, and the woman next to him is his wife. It is not suitable for such a person who is still in the world of mortals to escape into the world." I'm empty."

"Why do you say it's my wife again? Didn't you say that Ling'er is a banshee?"

Li Xiaoyao sneered.

Jiumokong smiled slightly, but did not speak.

"Since it's not appropriate, forget it"

Cao Yi sighed softly, and went to the second floor with the broom.

"Senior, wait a minute, I am willing to inherit your mantle."

Jiumokong shouted.

In order to get the Earth Lingzhu, he didn't care so much.

Cao Yi turned his head, looked at Jiumokong indifferently, and said, "You don't have enough predestined relationship with the old monk."

After speaking, continue to go to the second floor.

Jiumokong was extremely depressed immediately, no matter how he got there, his fate was not enough.

Soon, Cao Yi's figure disappeared.

Jiumokong clenched his fists and said from the bottom of his heart that he really wanted to grab it, but he was worried that he would not be able to beat this old man and would bring shame on himself.

Time passed by, except for the rustling sound of the broom rubbing against the ground, there was nothing else.

Jiumokong glanced outside, feeling very worried.If Cao Yi and that corpse demon chased after him at this time, he didn't know if he would be able to leave alive.

About half an hour later, Cao Yi reappeared on the first floor.

Jiumokong thought that Cao Yi had changed his mind, and a gleam of joy appeared on his face.

"Do you really want to take over the mantle of the old monk?"

Cao Yi said.

Jiumokong really wanted to say that he didn't want to at all, but he had no choice but to say a word with a strong voice: "I want to"

Cao Yi didn't speak, but walked to the door, looked up at the sky slightly, and after a while, said: "You are not a predestined person, if you want to take over the mantle of the old monk, you have to let the old monk see your sincerity?"

sincerity?

Jiumokong thought for a while, couldn't figure it out, and said with a puzzled expression: "Young monk doesn't understand what the sincerity that senior said, please tell me, senior?"

Cao Yi didn't answer, and walked out of the scripture pavilion with his hands behind his back.

Jiumokong was dumbfounded.

At this time, Li Xiaoyao let out a burst of ridicule.

A cold light flashed in Jiumokong's eyes, and he turned to Li Xiaoyao for a moment, then returned to normal, and asked in a gentle tone, "Could it be that benefactor Li knows?"

"In my hometown of Yuhang, sincerity is nothing more than precious gifts and whether you are willing to lower yourself, such as kowtow to one hundred heads."

Li Xiaoyao put away his smile and said seriously.

"Precious gift? Kowtow?"

Doubt appeared in Jiumokong's eyes.

A person who has lived for hundreds of years should not care about these vain things.

"This master is a master of Taoism. I'm not sure if that's what he means, but you can give it a try."

Li Xiaoyao added a few more words, with a casual demeanor, anyway, this matter has nothing to do with her.

While repeating what he said just now, Jiumokong stamped his steps in the scripture storage pavilion.

Precious gifts in the eyes of mortals are naturally nothing, but precious gifts in the eyes of monks are another matter.

Kowtow, although it is an empty courtesy, maybe that old man cares about it, after all, it is such a big thing as inheriting the mantle.

Li Xiaoyao and Zhao Linger looked at each other.

After a while, Jiumokong suddenly flashed and disappeared.

In a corner of the courtyard of the temple, there are fallen leaves all over the ground, layer upon layer, creating a scene of loneliness in autumn.Swish, Swish, Cao Yi is holding a broom that is much bigger than the broom just now, and is sweeping the floor very seriously.

Suddenly, Jiumokong's Qi machine appeared behind him.

It's finally out.

"Senior, when I got the mantle of a Buddha, I got a lot of ancient medicines that are thousands of years old, or even ten thousand years old. I am willing to dedicate them to the big monk."

Jiumokong said respectfully.

"Ancient medicine?"

Cao Yi paused, and continued to scan noncommittally.

The light flashed in Jiumo's empty hand, and a jade bottle appeared in his hand.

Apparently, it contained what he called an ancient medicine that was thousands of years old, or even ten thousand years old.

With a thought in his mind, more than a dozen ancient medicines with strong aura appeared in midair.

"This thing is useless to poor people"

Cao Yi shook his head and refused.

Jiumokong's face changed slightly, this is the most precious natural material and earthly treasure in his body, no matter how good he is, he really doesn't have it anymore.

Looking at Cao Yi who continued to sweep the floor, something suddenly popped up in Jiumokong's mind - relics.

Immediately afterwards, he denied in his heart that the relic was his most precious thing, and he would never give it up.

(End of this chapter)