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Chapter Two Hundred and Fifty-Three Like Flowers

With this image of a beautiful woman like a flower, Ruoshui makes all the players who see "her" figure either avoid it or vomit on the ground. NPCs are in a better situation, but NPCs also have a love for beauty. Almost no one has the courage.

He dared to get close to Ruoshui within sight, but he felt calm and took a tour of the Sanzu Temple as if there was no one else around.

From the outside, this Zen ancestral court is just a small temple covering an area of ​​only a few acres. Although it is located in the Tianzhu Lingshan Mountain, it is not that eye-catching. But Ruoshui knew that all this was just an illusion covered by magic. The third ancestor

The temple has four courtyards, six towers and three halls. The first half of the temple is open to ordinary players, including one courtyard, three towers and three halls, plus ancillary buildings connecting these important locations, smaller pavilions, winding mountain roads, and dense

It took Ruoshui a long time to walk around the pine forest, eighteen stele pavilions and several merit ponds. If you calculate it carefully, the first half of the open temple alone will definitely occupy no less than a hundred acres.

As an important place for Zen Buddhism, Sanzu Temple will naturally not deliberately build any magnificent temples, but the place must not be small. If nothing else, there are so many eminent monks who like to live in peace and solitude. If one person lives in a monastery

If so, how many houses would be needed to build the temple?

For Ruoshui, when he first came to Sanzu Temple, he just did it for fun and wanted to see this Buddhist holy place. However, after walking around for a while, he was attracted by the endlessly beautiful buildings in the temple that are full of religious atmosphere.

The Buddha statues, various ancient utensils with a rich historical flavor and the Buddhist Zen realm that faintly echoed throughout the temple gradually attracted me, and I kept playing all the way without realizing it. This is one of the reasons why the game Dao Invisible is highly praised by many players, even if you

Even if you don’t like fighting and killing, you can still find a lot of happiness on the avenue, such as enjoying the fresh air and small bridges and flowing water, enjoying the famous mountains and rivers, Kyushu scenery, or like Ruoshui, enjoying the famous Foshan temples and some other places that you don’t see every day.

Beautiful scenery that can only be seen in the fairyland of mythology

Without being disturbed, Ruoshui walked from the Tianwang Hall, passing by places such as the Three High Pavilions, the Silence Pagoda, the Five Hundred Arhats Pavilion, the Patriarch Hall, etc., and finally came to the place where it is said that Master Sencan, the third ancestor of Zen Buddhism, once meditated.

Under the secret trace stone, this huge stone lies horizontally among the fluttering phoenix tails. It is about the size of a buffalo. There is a faint light of Buddha shining through it, and there are countless scriptures flowing slowly on the stone surface, sometimes disappearing and appearing. The secret trace stone

There are three more bluestones of different sizes below, with uneven heights. There are about a dozen monks, and NPCs who look like Toutuo are meditating on the stones, closing their eyes and meditating, but there is not a single player nearby.

Strictly speaking, the Miji Stone is located at the junction of the front and rear parts of the Sanzu Temple. It is also where the three ancestors of Zen Buddhism once meditated. Therefore, many NPC monks appear here to meditate and practice. However, the second half of the temple has strong spiritual energy.

, there are more relics of the ancestors, and more of the truly powerful characters are practicing with great concentration in the back. Most of the people who appear here are just half-hearted. But Ruoshui looked at these meditating NPCs, all of them were precious and solemn, and they competed with each other with the demeanor of eminent monks.

The bad water inside has come up again, and I thought to myself, let’s see if the third master will perform a show like three flowers playing with Buddha, but let’s see if these eminent monks can keep their Zen hearts and whether they can achieve the five aggregates.

All empty

Gently clearing her throat, Ruoshui twisted her "little waist" and walked on cat steps to the nearest monk with white eyebrows and white beard. She stretched out her hand and put a hand on the old monk's shoulder and said: "Master, can you tell me

Where is the slave’s wc?”

The old monk's white eyebrows were beating so hard that he didn't even dare to open his eyes and roared like a lion: "Hey, female donor, please respect yourself!"

"Damn it, you respect yourself, you idiot!" Ruoshui cursed in his heart: "You can't even see through the foreign minister, but you have no ability at all. Wang Zi has grown up like a great monk."

The old monk is useless, let's try a younger one. Buddhism looks like a child, but in fact, I heard that there are many old ghosts who have lived for seven or eight hundred years. Ruoshui looked around, changed his target, and said

Feng Zhi pointed at a young monk who looked to be only seven or eight years old and had fine features. "Little master, I am very anxious. Can you tell me if there is any convenient place nearby?"

Even Ruoshui himself felt that what he said this time was so disgusting. Even if he couldn't see his best-of-the-best looks, just hearing the broken gong voice whispering softly about the slave family and the slave family, Ruoshui felt so disgusted.

I can't help but have the urge to vomit

This time, the little monk opened his eyes. His big black eyes seemed to be as if they were nothing, and he shouted directly to the old monk on another stone: "Master, I have some enlightenment and want to go there."

A group of Buddhist scriptures"

"Drink, this guy can do it. He doesn't pay attention to external things such as appearance, and he can adapt to circumstances to avoid his own entanglements. Whoever is an NPC is a fool, but this little monk is quite smart.

! He must have accumulated wisdom from his past lives, maybe he is an expert who has been reincarnated for several lives," Ruoshui couldn't help but think in his heart.

Behind the young monk, there was an older young monk who stood up with his head lowered, not daring to look at where Ruoshui was standing, and whispered: "Master, Junior Brother Chanbei has limited eyesight and hearing, I will accompany him

"Go together"

Ruoshui rolled his eyes. He turned out to be blind and deaf. No wonder he regarded himself as nothing.

The little monk's master nodded silently, dusted his robe sleeves, and a golden light started. The two little monks disappeared together. Ruoshui was surprised. It was not difficult to fly away on his own, but he sent others away in an instant.

His spells are rare, and this young monk's master is quite a master. Ruoshui estimated that this npc is at least a master at the level of loose immortal. Even if he has survived three heavenly tribulations, it is not impossible to be promoted to the level of earthly immortal.

Want to strike up a conversation with him

Ruoshui held up the two papaya-sized balls on his chest maliciously, and twisted in front of the old monk with a sallow complexion. He first cast a lethal wink, and then said in a sweet voice, "Master, the slave family

I want it..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a red-haired Toutuo on the low stone. He spat out a mouthful of blood. He didn't dare to stay here anymore. He clapped his hands and a golden dragon carried him to the back hall.

Come on, look at that appearance, it looks like he is running away. It can be seen that the character Ruoshui is very powerful. The NPCs meditating here are generally around level 100. Ruoshui's level is over 100 now, and this baby is not more than 100.

Ruoshui cannot be seen through at all if he is above level 20, so he can come here to tease the monks. Otherwise, they would have shot Ruoshui thousands of miles away with a Buddhist Vajra Demonic Palm.

Ruoshui didn't show his charming eyes to the blind man this time, but it was enough. The old monk with a yellow face was not moved at all and said calmly: "Donor, please don't disturb the pure place of Buddhism."

Seeing that his "killing move" didn't work on him, Ruoshui was prepared to launch another earth-shattering attack with ghosts, cries, ghosts, howls, and disgusting attacks. Then he heard the monk say again, "How are you doing with the Four Immortals lately?"

Ruoshui was startled. These Four Master Immortals were none other than the weird old man who taught Ruoshui the magic of painting. Although this old guy never revealed his name to Ruoshui, he also helped Xiangfei repair an eighth-level item.

The name of the magic weapon, Sijue Immortal, is exactly what Ruoshui heard from Xiangfei.

Does this old monk know the old man Si Jue? It sounds like he is quite familiar, so he must not be an ordinary character. According to Boss Xiangfei, although the Si Jue Immortal is not one of the 108 top masters, he is still one of the second.

A big boss with more than 100 levels, especially his ability to integrate the four arts of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting into magic. He is known as the four unique skills in the world.

What? The level of this NPC must be extremely high, and he may have seen his character portrait before. No wonder he is not impressed by his appearance.

Thinking of this, Ruoshui felt that he couldn't continue to prank him randomly. It would be bad if he was exposed or annoyed by the old monk. Although he did not cancel the effect of the character's vertical axis, he stood aside honestly and answered the old monk.

The monk's question: "Holy monk, I have been separated from the Four Masters for some time, and I really don't know how he is doing."

The old monk sighed slightly, opened his eyes and looked at Ruoshui, his eyes suddenly burst into light, "The benefactor's vertical scroll was painted by him himself. Brother Si Jue's magic power has improved again."

"The divine monk's Dharma vision is not bad"

"Since the donor is destined to be a Taoist brother from Sijue, how could he be so mean after getting this treasure? Moreover, how did the alms bowl in my temple fall into the hands of the donor? This thing cannot be obtained by the disciples of my temple, but the donor got it from there.

Found it?"

This old monk has a yellow face and yellow eyes. At first glance, he looks like a patient with jaundice, but his eyes are really poisonous. Not only can he see that the vertical scroll of the figure draped in Ruoshui was painted by the old man Si Jue, but he even put it in his magic bag.

A gold alms bowl can be seen. If you think about it, this old monk is still sitting and practicing meditation. He might as well change his career to work as a security checkpoint at an airline. Maybe the Americans will spend a lot of money after hearing about this guy's name.

Invite him to go to the United States to specialize in security work?

There was a random arrangement in his mind, but Ruoshui still respectfully told the yellow-faced old monk what had just happened outside the temple. Of course, in Ruoshui's mouth, the evil deeds of Wu Dian and others were magnified.

Ten thousand times, Ruoshui himself has become the embodiment of integrity and chivalry, the messenger of maintaining world peace. In the end, even Ruoshui himself feels that Wu Rival and others are really unpardonable sins, and he must kill them to eliminate harm for all people.

, that heroic behavior just now can be regarded as a model for all mankind. If the Nobel Peace Prize is not awarded to him in the next hundred years, people all over the world will be aggrieved by him.

After the old monk listened to Ruoshui's fascinating narration, his sallow face remained unchanged, but there were several NPCs who were not deep in meditation next to him and their faces turned red. This kind of thing happened at the gate of Sanzu Temple, and it happened to his own disciples.

The case he did was spread to the ears of various sects without making them laugh out loud. In addition, there is a vague momentum of competition among the three sects of Buddhism and Zen. If this matter were to be revealed to other sects,

It would be even worse if the monks here knew about it. The bald people from Sanzu Temple would never be able to hold their heads high in front of their Buddhist brothers in the future.

Ruoshui knew that this was only done by the players, and it was unavoidable for any sect. Not only the players themselves, but even the NPCs were accustomed to it, but if they didn't say it, it would be fine. If it happened elsewhere, it wouldn't be a big deal.

, But this kind of thing happened outside the ancestral court of the Zen sect in the dignified Sanzu Buddhist Temple, and he said it with such embarrassment that the monks couldn't help but ignore it. The yellow-faced old monk was silent for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Ji Nian,

You are in charge of the Merit Hall. Regarding this matter, my junior brother can go and investigate in person first to see if the golden bowl passed down by the senior fellow apprentice has been followed and whether the disciple who received the golden bowl has done what the benefactor said."

An old monk nearby who looked miserable and stood up like a bamboo pole saluted the yellow-faced monk and turned into a blue rainbow and walked away. Ruoshui looked at the green rainbow and couldn't help but ask the yellow-faced old monk: "

Divine Monk, if what I say is true, how will you deal with those people?"

"The chief evildoer has destroyed his sect's magic power and is expelled from this temple. The followers will have their 30% Taoist practice deducted. All sect contributions will be deducted and they will be sent to the Discipline Monastery to face the wall for three days (game time is 72 hours)." The yellow-faced monk said calmly.

If the water is cold, these people will be miserable now that they have no opponents. If these NPCs really investigate and find out any clues, these people will definitely have the intention to delete their accounts and practice again after they are resurrected. Although it is said that they will abolish their own magic power and fight

Even though the three levels of Taoism were only aimed at skills rather than the level of the character itself, the severity of this punishment was still... If you subconsciously looked at the character scroll in the equipment column, you would think to yourself that these people must hate themselves to the bone now, so they have to look back.

Sora had better run away quickly, otherwise something will happen again.

The yellow-faced monk looked at Ruoshui, who was still thinking, stretched out his hand and said: "Since this matter has been settled, please ask the donor to return the golden alms bowl from our temple."

"Give it back to you? It's a joke. I gave it to you so easily. What a fool!" Ruoshui slandered and replied with a smile: "Shen Monk, I'm afraid this is inappropriate?"

"Have you ever thought that it was inappropriate for the donor to kill ten Buddhist disciples outside my temple?"

"That's different. It was self-defense. Even if I take it to court, I won't be afraid of you!" Ruoshui said confidently: "I will return the golden bowl to you if you just talk nonsense. Is there such a good thing in the world?"

matter!"

The yellow-faced monk sighed again, shook his head and said: "All living beings are suffering, fame and fortune disturb them, wealth and beauty are exciting, how can you have a clean mind?"

"...I don't plan to become a monk, you don't care if I am greedy or not!"

"Amitabha, although the donor of Lao Monastery is a senior disciple of the Taoist sect, he has countless grievances entangled in him. Lao Na is willing to help the donor to transform these resentful souls. I wonder if the donor is willing?"

Ruoshui's heart was moved. You must know that although Ruoshui also has a few demonic or evil magic weapons on his body, they are all refined. The evil spirits, ghost spirits and resentments in them can be released or contained, and naturally they will not be seen by others.

What's the problem? Apart from the Eight Ni Red Gold Drum that I got a few days ago, what kind of grievances are lingering on me? This Eight Ni Red Gold Drum is actually a treasure that has been used up. Eight men, eight women, and sixteen grievances are soaring to the sky.

This is what the old monk must have said. The old monk's eyes were so evil that he should have noticed it a long time ago, but he never said it until he was squeezed by Ruoshui.

The temptation he throws out is like water, which shows that he is really not a fuel-efficient lamp.

But the old monk said that he wanted to transform the resentful spirit. Ruoshui didn't quite understand. Buddhism is indeed good at transforming resentful souls, but what does it have to do with him? Mr. Shui never does anything that is not beneficial.

So Ruoshui expressed the doubts in his heart, and the yellow-faced monk said expressionlessly: "This matter will naturally be of great benefit to the donor. I will never dare to lie." Then he kept reciting Amitabha and refused to reveal it any more.

Half a word

Seeing that the old monk refused to say anything, Ruoshui couldn't help but think about it again in his mind. Logically speaking, this yellow-faced monk had some relationship with the Four Jue Immortals, and he had the leverage in his hands, so he shouldn't talk about it casually.

It is estimated that there will definitely be benefits. The only thing Ruoshui is confused about is that he can't figure out what benefits he will get if the resentment on this piece of trash is resolved.

But Ruoshui has one advantage, that is, since he can't figure it out, he simply doesn't think about it. Anyway, the alms bowl is just a waste, and the Eight-Ni Red Gold Drum is just a waste now. Ruoshui wants to see how the old monk can cross the Huahua Drum.

The living soul on the other side can also give me a big enough advantage that I will willingly return the golden alms bowl to him.

He reached out and took out the remains of the Badi Red Gold Drum from the magic bag. He struggled to hold it in his hand. He didn't know what material it was made of.

Moreover, there is a faint sound of ghosts screaming on it, which is really not a serious thing. Unexpectedly, the old monk with a yellow face turned his eyebrows after seeing the Badi Red Gold Drum.


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