Honghuang: God-level choice, start by taking over Zhao Gongming

After walking around, it was getting dark, and the old monk took Jiang Liu'er back to Ciyun Temple to prepare some sesame oil.

As the No. 1 temple in Jinping Mansion with a rich heritage, it is natural to prepare a lot of sesame oil.

There were ten large vats filled with golden sesame oil. When I smelled it, my nose was disabled and I couldn't ask anything.

As the sky grew dark, the old monk said to Jiang Liu'er and his group, "It's late at night. You go and have a rest. Someone must be on duty during the Lantern Festival."

Jiang Liu'er had an idea and gave Sun Wukong a look.

Sun Wukong quickly stood up and said, "Old abbot, let us be on duty for you. We haven't met the Buddha yet, so we should take this opportunity to broaden our horizons."

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The old monk hesitated.

Sun Wukong quickly struck again while the iron was hot, "Abbott, don't worry, we will definitely deal with you perfectly, and we will never lose the face of Ciyun Temple."

The old monk nodded, "Actually, it doesn't matter who is on duty. There are just a few points I have to tell you. First, when the Buddha appears, you must kneel down three times and bow nine times. Show respect for the Buddha. Secondly, when the Buddha is extracting oil, you have to lower your heads and cannot look at the Buddha. Thirdly, after the Buddha has finished extracting oil, you have to say, please ask the Buddha to come again to extract oil next year. Only then will you leave happily.”

"Okay, we understand."

Sun Wukong agreed immediately.

It was late at night, and all the monks in Ciyun Temple had gone to rest early.

In front of the cold, deep courtyard, Jiang Liu'er and several others sat on stone benches, guarding ten vats of sesame oil.

Zhu Ganghe sniffed the scent of sesame oil, and drool left the corner of his mouth, "It smells so good."

As he said that, he involuntarily touched his hand to the edge of the tank, but before he could apply the sesame oil, he was slapped by Sun Wukong on his hand. The frightened Zhu Ganghui immediately retracted his hand.

Jiang Liuer smiled and said, "Today we will see if the Buddha is as good as the people of Jinping Mansion say."

Anyway, others believe it, but Jiang Liuer doesn’t believe it.

Buddhism is a very broad concept. Of course, there are many true Buddhas who truly care about the world and are compassionate. But like the group of Buddhas in Daleiyin Temple, Jiang Liuer can guarantee that none of them are good.

It would be too cheap for them to exchange for some sesame oil.

As the night gets darker, even the stars in the sky seem to have shrunk their light, as if they were stained by ink. Looking up, there is darkness everywhere.

At the same time, outside Jinping Mansion, in Qinglong Mountain, in Xuanying Cave.

Three strong men walked out. Each of the strong men was about ten feet tall, with a strong body, a strong back and a strong waist, and an aura that was extremely rich and powerful.

These three figures turned out to be the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal. They seemed to be only one step away from Da Luo.

These three monsters are actually three alien rhinos, living in the Xuanying Cave in Qinglong Mountain.

Among them, the eldest is called the King of Avoiding the Cold, the second is called the King of Avoiding the Summer, and the third is called the King of Avoiding the Dust.

The three rhinoceros monsters are extremely talented, and they received guidance from experts when they were young. Their cultivation is extremely amazing, and they are the well-deserved kings of the entire Tianzhu territory.

But the three demon kings are indifferent by nature and have no interest in claiming kingship and hegemony.

So he only guarded this three-acre land of Jinping Mansion, and asked the people of Jinping Mansion to prepare jars of sesame oil every other year.

Of course, the three rhino spirits are not free. During this year, they will ensure that the people of Jinping Mansion have good weather and a bumper harvest.

So all in all, the people of Jinping Mansion are living much better than other places!

Bichen smacked his lips, "Brother, second brother, the sesame oil tastes so good. I can't get enough of it. I just ran out of stock. Today, I have to have a big meal."

With a smile on his face, he said, "Today is the Lantern Festival. Third brother, just go ahead and eat as much as you can."

Qi Xing sighed a little and said, "It's just a pity. Every time we appear, we are as Buddhist Buddhas. I can't stand those bald donkeys in Buddhism, but I prefer to give them the reputation."

Bi Han waved his hand and said seriously, "Second brother, you have to know what kind of place this is. This is Tianzhu. Strictly speaking, it is also the territory of Buddhism. If we don't keep a low profile, aren't we looking for death?"

Yan Qiu snorted, "The Three Realms are so big. We don't have to stay here in Tianzhu. We can still live a pleasant life in another place without the bird-like atmosphere of Buddhism."

Bichen repeatedly agreed, "Second brother is right. I can't stand those bald donkeys. They look sanctimonious all day long and I hate them. If it weren't for the delicious sesame oil in Jinping Mansion, I wouldn't want to stay here. "

Shen Han shook his head and said no more, "Let's go and harvest the sesame oil. Last year was another big harvest. The sesame oil offered this year will definitely not be less than last year."

The three rhinoceros monsters nodded and flew towards Jinping Mansion on the clouds.

In Jinping Mansion, Bichen used his magical powers and collected jars of sesame oil. He felt very happy. In addition, the three people appeared from time to time and transformed into Guanyin Bodhisattva, Manjusri Bodhisattva and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva. The people of Jinping Mansion paid their respects one after another. Worship and kowtow like pounding garlic.

After collecting the sesame oil offerings in the west and north of the city, the three demons saw the faint lights in Ciyun Temple from afar.

Bichen was overjoyed and said, "Brother, second brother, the sesame oil from Ciyun Temple is plentiful and good. Let's collect it quickly."

The three flew to Ciyun Temple and transformed themselves into Guanyin, Manjusri, and Samantabhadra. They radiated a faint glow, like a layer of silver gauze covering their bodies, sacred and inviolable.

"We pay our respects to the Venerable Guanyin, the Venerable Manjusri, and the Venerable Samantabhadra."

Jiang Liuer and others bowed down as planned, but they only bowed, and did not kneel down as the old abbot said.

Bishu was stunned for a moment. Although he was a little unhappy, he did not say anything. He waved his hand, rolled up ten large jars, took away the sesame oil in the large jars, and put the ten large jars back in place.

Bihan said, "Today, I will eat ten jars of sesame oil from you. Next year, I guarantee that you will have good weather and no worries about food and drink."

After speaking, the three demons were about to leave. Suddenly, Jiang Liuer, Sun Wukong, and Xiao Heilong raised their heads.

"Three Buddhas, long time no see. Do you still recognize Jiang Liuer?"

Jiang Liuer smiled, as if he had met an old friend who had not seen him for many years.

Bihan, Bishu, and Bichen were stunned. Jiang Liuer? Did the monk in front of them know the Buddha they were pretending to be?

Bihan, Bishu, and Bichen did their best to sweep away Jiang Liuer and the others, but they didn't find anything unusual.

Bihan was the eldest brother, and his mind was very quick. He naturally knew that in Tianzhu, the land of Buddhism, pretending to be a Buddha was definitely a heinous crime, and it was something that could never be exposed.

So he turned around and said expressionlessly, "Jiang Liuer, I haven't heard of you. How do you know me?"