Reading to Become a God

Outside Wan'an Temple, everyone looked at the young monk Emperor Shitian, wanting to see what was so special about him that he could actually allow human geniuses like Ye Chen to become disciples, but no matter how they looked, they couldn't see it. No reason.

"It's strange, Holy Lord Ye is a genius, but this disciple, why can't I see anything special about him?"

"Nonsense, you also know that Holy Lord Ye is extremely talented. He accepts disciples who can even understand you. How can you become his chief disciple?"

"Fellow Taoist, this is not correct. Although some geniuses are reserved, they can still see something. It's just that the little monk in front of me is really an ordinary person."

"Humph, I think you are just an ordinary person with short-sightedness."

Suddenly, several people in the crowd started to quarrel, which gave the big black dog a headache. After looking at the timid appearance of the little monk, he shouted.

"There is still an hour before the arrival of the Buddha from the West Desert. You'd better seize the time and find a good position. Don't worry about it. And you, little monk, you have to know that you are a disciple of Holy Lord Taiyi. Disciple, chief disciple, didn’t you see that after Bald Donkey mentioned your master’s name, you didn’t even dare to fart? What are you afraid of? They should be afraid of you.”

The little monk nodded thoughtfully, then stood in front of the greedy and angry monk, straightened his face, and said immediately.

"If you want to go to Wan'an Temple, you can get one hundred catties of gold per person."

Suddenly, everyone fell silent, and waves of vague killing intent appeared, but it was very light.

Among the crowd, there was a monk in white clothes, who was the fellow Daoist Wang from before. His face was a little gloomy, and he looked down at the young monk in front of him with unkind eyes.

The little monk secretly trembled, but when he felt the big black dog behind him, he mustered up the courage and stood still.

The big black dog stood on the table, his eyes narrowed slightly. He was just a king. As long as he dared to make a move, the greedy and angry monk could deal with him in an instant.

I saw the white-clothed monk glance at the greedy and angry monk and the big black dog, and immediately took out a golden thing from his hand.

Are you about to take action?

Everyone held their breath. Ye Chen had been very low-key these days. Could some people finally be unable to bear it anymore?

Taiyi Holy Lord Ye Chen, when someone else attacks his disciple, how will he choose to take action?

Everyone is observing this quietly.

The monk in white took out the thing in his hand and slapped it on the table, his face turned dark and he said.

"I am waiting because I respect Holy Lord Ye!"

What he took out was exactly a hundred kilograms of energy. Everyone was shocked. This kid had already given in. What happened to his previous frankness?

This shouldn't be the case, right?

And what the monk in white just said will have two meanings.

First, he respected Ye Chen.

Second, he did not succumb to the Black Emperor's lust.

But the person present couldn't tell what the truth was. The Black Emperor glanced at Yuan on the table and said.

"I don't care about you, just do it yourself."

Then, it opened a passage directly, allowing the monk in white to go in directly.

The white-clothed monk snorted coldly, waved his folding fan, and walked in with a proud look on his face.

This look really left the greedy and angry monk speechless. Finally, someone even more shameless than the Black Emperor appeared.

However, the successful entry of the white-clothed monk also indirectly let everyone know that if they really paid one hundred kilograms of energy, they could still get in.

No one had taken action before, even in the heavens and the world, who didn’t know that the big black dog in front of them was a trap.

What if he regrets it?

With the first one, there is also the second one. After all, in everyone's opinion, if they can see Ye Chen fighting with Xi Mo Fuzi, then this hundred kilograms of source will definitely be earned.

One hundred kilograms of source is not a large amount, and most people can afford it.

It’s just that when everyone submits the source, they will leave a sentence.

"We are just waiting because we respect Holy Lord Ye."

The big black dog still doesn't care about these insincere words. As long as you pay the money and get your fill of your mouth, just let him go.

When the young monk saw so many sources appearing, his eyes were filled with golden light.

This is the first time he has seen so many sources. The sources in one person's hands are enough for him to spend a long time, but this is tens of thousands of people.

In Wan'an Temple, Ye Chen saw this scene and shook his head slightly. He really had nothing to say about what the Black Emperor had done. He was indeed the best.

"Isn't the donor afraid that something will happen?"

In the distance, a voice came out, it was the old monk.

In the past few days, the old monk could tell that there was something special about Ye Chen. He was probably someone of great influence recently, and he could also tell that Ye Chen knew something.

It's just that there is a tacit understanding between the two of them, and they don't say anything to each other. It's up to him. Sometimes, this state is actually better.

Ye Chen shook his head when he heard this and smiled.

"The big black dog is very smart. He set the formation in the Saint Realm instead of a stronger realm. This is because in the Saint Realm, even some people with advanced cultivation levels would not dare to mess around in this matter. , let alone those with low cultivation levels.”

"On the Saint Realm Network, even the quasi-emperor, using my name, he can intimidate me, but if there are too many people, it will be counterproductive, so he very wisely chose a middle line."

The old monk nodded, without saying anything, looking at the bustling crowd outside. You are the monk who just came in. As for the farther place, he really can't see clearly. He can't see many things clearly.

"Donor, the real master, is coming."

Ye Chen looked at the distance silently. A colorful Buddha light shot up into the sky, which was ten thousand feet wide and mighty.

Above the Buddha light, countless Buddhas and Vajras were chanting. A white-robed monk, with a little nun, came step by step towards Wan'an Temple.

The colorful Buddha light illuminates the world, and countless Buddhists are worshiping in that direction.

This is a sign of the Buddha's appearance. Even some mortals, prostrating themselves, bleeding, and kneeling towards that place, constantly worship.

The millions of mortals in the Western Desert have reached a state of fanaticism in their belief in Buddhism.

As if he could feel such an existence, the old monk had a trace of sadness on his face, and slowly walked into the room, as if he didn't want to see such a scene.

Ye Chen was able to see through the illusion and saw the white-robed monk in the Buddha's light. The monk also looked at Ye Chen.

The Buddhist disciple of the Western Desert has finally arrived.