"Brother Chen, what are you doing?" Man Linger pulled the corner of Chen Jinyuan's clothes and shook Chen Jinyuan awake.
Chen Jinyuan quickly gave way and looked back. There were too many people and he didn't know who was calling just now.
"Why are you so stupid? Could it be that this great immortal is a relative of yours?" Lin Yilian asked doubtfully.
Chen Jinyuan curled his lips, looked at the statue again, and said, "I can't say we are relatives, we just know each other!"
"Tch, you are said to be fat, but you are really out of breath!" Seeing Chen Jinyuan's defeated look, Lin Yilian couldn't help but spat. This great immortal is an ancient power, how could Chen Jinyuan know him, unless Chen Jinyuan is really someone
The ancient power reincarnated and restored the memory of his previous life, but is it possible?
Chen Jinyuan smiled and said nothing. He did know this great immortal, but this great immortal did not know him.
"It seems that there are many myths and legends in our Chinese mortal world that are spread from this spiritual world!" Standing aside, Chen Jinyuan lowered his head and pondered again, and couldn't help but think of the scenery at the bottom of Qingyi River outside Shili Town.
That piece of Dinghaishen needle iron needs to be taken back sometime.
"Stop thinking about it, worship God!" Seeing that Chen Jinyuan was in a daze again, Lin Yilian hurriedly pulled Chen Jinyuan's lapel.
Chen Jinyuan smiled slightly, took out the incense, and walked slowly towards the statue of Zhenjun. When the pilgrims in front left, the two women knelt on the futon, while Chen Jinyuan sat down cross-legged on the middle futon.
The already noisy hall became even more noisy at this moment. Many people stood aside and accused Chen Jinyuan of being disrespectful to the statues for fear of disturbing the gods. There were also a few arrogant and devout believers who were angry.
He walked towards Chen Jinyuan, yelling and wanting to throw Chen Jinyuan away. Unexpectedly, Chen Jinyuan seemed to have a wall of air rising up within two feet of his body, and those people could not get close to him no matter what.
"Hey. What kind of wind do you have?" Lin Yilian clasped her hands together and was praying devoutly to make a wish. Who would have expected that such a change would happen, she couldn't help but frown, and reached out to pull Chen Jinyuan again.
Chen Jinyuan didn't pay attention to the noises of others at all. He just let his left ear go in and his right ear out. With a mysterious arc at the corner of his mouth, he said to the two women, "Don't ask too much, just sit cross-legged."
After finishing speaking, he ignored the surprised looks of others, raised his five hearts to the sky, and assumed a cultivation posture. Needless to say, Chen Jinyuan did this because he just took a fancy to the merits and aspirations attached to the statue. This Erlang statue was instilling in him
The Daxian Temple in Jiangkou has been worshiped for who knows how many years. There are countless believers, and the incense is flourishing every day. It can be said that the power of aspiration gathered on it is no worse than the Guanyin statue on Mount Putuo.
Wave after wave of wish power overflowed from the statue of the True King and convolved crazily towards Chen Jinyuan. In the hall, the incense candles swayed and the curtains were turbulent. Although mortals could not feel the wish power, they could also feel the changes around them. Everyone felt it.
After an enlightenment, my mind became clearer and my mood became so stable and peaceful.
The faces of Lin Yilian and the two girls changed greatly. Although they had not seen the commotion that Chen Jinyuan made on Putuo Mountain before, they had heard about it. When they saw such a strange situation, they didn't know what happened, so they quickly changed their knees to
He sat down cross-legged on the futon.
The pilgrims in the temple looked at these three people in surprise. They didn't know what kind of nerve these three people had when they sat in front of the statue. Some pilgrims with hot tempers wanted to curse, but they found that they couldn't curse.
Now, I can't even feel the desire to be angry, I just feel that I have never been happier.
For a moment, the noisy hall suddenly became silent, and everyone looked at Chen Jinyuan and the three people sitting in front of the statue with peaceful eyes.
a long time.
Two momentums burst out one after another. Not long after Lin Yilian broke through to the middle stage of Xiantian, Man Ling'er also broke through to the middle stage of Barbarian Sect with the help of wish power. Chen Jinyuan drained all the wish power on the statue. When he derived the attributes, he couldn't help but be shocked.
With one jump, the wish value shot up to over 400 million.
"What a great harvest. I never thought there could be such a harvest in a place like this!"
Chen Jinyuan stood up happily. Lin Yilian and Man Ling'er had already woken up from practice and were waiting for him alone. Everyone in the hall was frightened by the aura blooming from the two girls just now, and knelt on the ground shivering.
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Turning his eyes to the two women, he saw deep joy in their eyes. Chen Jinyuan and the two women looked at each other and smiled, then they flashed over everyone's heads and walked out of the hall.
There were many people waiting outside the hall, not knowing what was going on inside the hall. They waited for more than half an hour to offer incense, and everyone was so anxious that they cursed.
"Donor, please stay!"
"Well?"
Just when Chen Jinyuan was about to leave this place of right and wrong, a slightly childish voice came from the side.
When he looked back, he saw a young monk behind the lottery booth looking at him, with a smile on his lips, which was very meaningful. He didn't know if it was this young monk who was talking, but he was the only one in that direction.
"Are you calling me?" Chen Jinyuan raised his eyebrows and looked at the young monk. He was dressed in linen monk's robes, which was not surprising. He had a bald head and a round face. He looked very young. He should not be more than eleven or twelve years old, but that
His eyes gave Chen Jinyuan an indescribable wisdom and vicissitudes of life.
"Exactly!"
The young monk nodded slightly, pointed to a stool in front of him, and gestured for Chen Jinyuan to sit down. He did so with ease, quite like the demeanor of an accomplished monk.
"Little Master, I don't know how to read fortunes, and I don't have any money to give you!" Chen Jinyuan didn't hesitate, and sat down in front of the lottery booth, smiling at the young monk.
The young monk smiled softly and said, "I don't need your silver. The so-called Buddha delivers a destined person. The young monk saw that the donor was majestic and extraordinary, and that he was destined to be my Buddha, so he wanted to give the donor a free test."
Chen Jinyuan's face twitched. Just now, the young monk said that he had a destiny with the Buddha. If he then said that he wanted to make him a monk, he would have to overthrow the young monk's reputation.
"Haha, what kind of kid are you from? You actually learn to read people's words and tell fortunes. Look at the peers next to you. They are not old people. Look at how good their business is. Look at you... Go home quickly!"
Man Ling'er thought that this little monk was a liar and thought he was a child from some family or a young novice monk from some temple who had nothing to do and ran out to play wildly.
"Little Master, we are still in a hurry, you should just play by yourself!" Even if the old men sitting next to them were dressed up like otherworldly masters, Lin Yilian only thought that they were charlatans who cheated money, let alone
He was talking about this young monk who was as young as a cucumber egg. He stepped forward and pulled Chen Jinyuan and wanted to leave.
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