Looking at the persimmon stained with Da Mao’s saliva in his hand, he listened to what Da Mao said again.
Murong Feng's jaw almost dropped in shock.
As long as you eat this, you have a chance to break through the shackles of the gods?
This is better than ginseng fruit.
After eating ginseng fruit, you will become immortal and gain ten thousand years of cultivation, which may not allow you to break through the shackles of immortality.
But this natural treasure named Persimmon can do this.
For a moment, Murong Feng's hands holding the persimmons were trembling slightly.
"Senior, this thing is so precious, I dare not bear it." .??.
Da Mao curled his lips.
"You can eat it if you are told. There are so many of them on the mountain. If you don't have time to eat them, they will just rot under the tree."
"ah?"
Murong Fengren fainted.
Such a precious treasure of heaven and earth, let it rot without enough time to eat?
Isn't this too arrogant?
What kind of family can be built like this?
You have a mine at home, right?
However, Murong Feng was also extremely happy. It seemed that his choice was indeed the right one.
Working for the owner of this dog will definitely bring you a lot of benefits.
"But you can't eat this fruit in this world. I don't need to explain why, right?"
Murong Feng nodded repeatedly.
"I understand."
He was not dazzled by the treasures of heaven and earth.
Moreover, Murong Feng also knew very well that once he eats this food in this world, if his cultivation level breaks through the shackles of the immortals and steps into a higher realm of immortals, it will not be as simple as being rejected by the heaven and the earth.
The consequences will be extremely serious.
Not only will he be severely damaged by the will of heaven and earth, but the original balance of this world will also be affected.
"It won't be too late to take this when I return to Zhenyuan Realm."
Murong Feng said in his heart.
"If you want to return to Zhenyuan Realm, you need to stay in this world for a thousand years."
"After a thousand years, you can return to Zhenyuan Realm."
After Da Mao finished speaking, he flicked his tail and a piece of dog hair flew in front of Murong Feng.
Then it instantly sank into Murong Feng's body.
Murong Feng was shocked, but he didn't feel anything unusual on his body.
"
This thing won't have any impact on you, but if you do it in a positive way, it won't necessarily matter."
After saying that, Da Mao flew away leisurely.
Murong Feng was left alone in a daze on the spot.
Only after sitting in this world for thousands of years can we go to Zhenyuan Realm?
Murong Feng smiled bitterly.
Naturally, he didn't want to stay in this world for such a long time.
But Da Mao's methods left him no room to resist.
Moreover, he still has all the treasures of heaven and earth that can allow him to break through the shackles of the gods.
Taking the benefits and then giving him a hammer, these methods made Murong Feng really have no temper at all.
What can be done?
Not convinced?
Let you know what strength is with just one paw.
"A thousand years is a thousand years, at least this one fruit far exceeds this value!"
Murong Feng didn't think much about it. Anyway, a thousand years are nothing to an immortal.
Moreover, there is no existence in this world that can threaten him.
Sitting here by yourself is a completely leisurely and beautiful job.
"You two are lucky, just follow me from now on."
Murong Feng said to the remnant souls of Donghuang Xunxian and Sky-Shaking Ant Saint.
A few days later.
Monk Daoji, dressed in tattered clothes, arrived outside Yiyunchuan.
He looked at the shredded Buddhist formation in Yunchuan.
Soon afterwards, the Yunchuan Buddhist Gate opened.
All the Yijiyunchuan monks came out of Yijiyunchuan.
Led by Jing Liuli and other four great holy monks, followed by the rest of the Yunchuan monks, they all knelt down and worshiped in front of Monk Daoji.
Monk Daoji smiled and looked at the monks in Yunchuan with a pleased look.
"If you put down the butcher's knife, you may not become a Buddha immediately, but the Buddha will also give you the opportunity to atone for your sins."
"Recognizing one's way back is also part of spiritual practice."
Jing Liuli and the other four people's faces were full of shame.
Among them, Sheng Tan Shang
The master took the initiative to step forward and presented the two treasures.
A broken cattail leaf fan.
A big golden clock.
It is the treasure of Daoji and Huikong before.
Although it was obtained by Ikki Yunchuan, it was eventually handed over.
"It's good, it's good."
Monk Daoji chanted the Buddha's name softly and reached out to take the broken cattail leaf fan.
Then with a wave of his hand, the golden bell roared away in the direction of Nanhuang.
"You and the other four will practice under the poor monk from now on."
"As for the others, they will all return to Buddhism in the West."
"I hope you will cultivate your body and uphold your mind in the future, so that you can be reborn as a Buddha."
After saying that, Monk Daoji turned around and walked towards the depths of the Western Territory.
The four Jingliuli looked at each other, and in the end they all followed Monk Daoji.
The remaining monks in Yiyunchuan went to different temples in the Western Region.
So far.
Yiyunchuan exists in name only.
All this was ordered by Murong Feng.
After he returned to Ikkiyunchuan with the two remnant souls, he directly found the four Joruri and asked them to disband Ikkiyunchuan.
Each went to the Buddhist gate in the Western Region to confess his sins.
Joruri and the other four could hardly believe their ears.
But Murong Feng was too lazy to talk to them and told them directly, or just do as he said.
Or he could take action himself, cripple the cultivation of everyone in Yunchuan, and then throw them out.
Choose it yourself.
What can I choose?
The only way is to walk out of Yiyunchuan honestly and repent and atone for one's sins to the Buddhist community in the West.
It just so happened that there was an eminent monk named Daoji in the Buddhist sect of the Western Region who was even more advanced than the four Jingliuli.
From then on, the four of them followed Daoji and practiced Buddhism.
As for Yijiyunchuan, it naturally became Murongfeng's territory alone.
In addition, he recruited two younger brothers, Donghuang Xunxian and Shaking Sky Ant Saint.
On Fuyun Mountain.
Calm as ever.
After the Western Buddhist Sect sent someone to explain the current situation in Yiyunchuan, Ye Qingyun no longer had to worry about it.
There will come a time when a monk from Yunchuan will jump out and cause trouble.
Moreover, my title as the Holy Son of the Buddhist Sect has been completely established. Even the Holy Son of the Jade Buddha has stayed at the foot of Fuyun Mountain to practice, and no one from the Buddhist sect will come to trouble me again.
Ye Qingyun invited many friends from the past to Fuyun Mountain.
From Chu Yanyu, the first person I met after leaving the mountain, to many friends from the four realms later.
Ye Qingyun invited everyone he could think of.
It can be said to be extremely lively.
Everyone gathered in Ye Qingyun's courtyard. Fortunately, the courtyard had been expanded and the space was big enough.
Otherwise, so many people would really be able to stand.
Familiar figures and familiar faces.
Ye Qingyun was in a very good mood, so naturally he wanted to cook himself.
This time he doesn't plan to make a big pot of rice or hot pot.
Have an exquisite and elegant banquet.
Just set up a big round table.
Have everyone sit around the table.
Then Ye Qingyun and Wei Changhuan started working in the kitchen.
Everyone has not been together for a long time, and almost all of them are acquaintances. Although everyone has different status, everyone is equal to Ye Qingyun.
There is no distinction between superiority and inferiority.
Ye Qingyun worked in the kitchen for a while and felt that it was too hard for Wei Changhuan to cooperate with him.
He called his two apprentices, Guo Xiaoyun and Li Yuanxiu, in to help him.
Guo Xiaoyun's cooking skills are closest to those of Ye Qingyun.
Although there are still some differences, I can basically help with anything.
Li Yuanxiu is slightly worse, but still better than Wei Changhuan.
Wei Changhuan, on the other hand, is a little more crotch-less. Except for his knife skills, which are pretty good, other aspects are basically unbearable.
Ye Qingyun simply asked Wei Changhuan to take charge of the knife work.
Just as preparations for the banquet on the mountain were in full swing, two long-lost beautiful figures also came down the mountain.
"Sister, we are finally back."
"Yes, I didn't expect that it has been six years since we parted ways. I wonder if the young master has forgotten us?"
"Master, he will never forget us."
This chapter has been completed!