Chapter 692 The monk outside the temple (first update!)
"Network reminder: Your number of deaths has reached the maximum safety threshold related to the training space, and the character is being teleported out of the training scene..."
"Tips from the Internet: In the journey of death, your skills have been greatly honed. Your skills: War Dance (Headless Style), Polearm Mastery, and Unarmed Mastery have gained a lot of proficiency enhancements and additional bonuses.
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Yi Xia ignored the prompt message refreshing on her retina.
It was already bright outside at this time.
The remaining coolness in the late night has long since disappeared under the rising sun.
This is the longest night Yi Xia has ever spent so far...
Due to the relevant upper limit of the training copy.
Yi Xia's bloodline has been strengthened, giving him more sufficient capital to fight fiercely inside.
Although, in some respects, Yi Xia is not so enthusiastic about pursuing the ultimate breakthrough in skills.
But speaking purely from his current personal experience, the feedback given by this level of combat is indescribably enjoyable.
Of course there is no shortage of opponents more powerful than him in the multiverse, but the strength of the enemy and combat experience are two different things...
In this regard, just like in the Mortal Game, the pull and collision between the half-meat warriors on the top lane is an experience that cannot be given by enemies in other positions.
Of course, the AD of the Liushen outfit cannot be said to be weak, but the combat experience between the two sides is another matter.
Especially, when the opponent starts the battle directly on the top lane...
"call……"
Yi Xia slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.
In the already heated air, the turbid air seemed to have a burning smell.
Even in human form, the rising fighting spirit still seems to rise from the flesh and blood into the sky.
As Yuren who was just downstairs, he naturally felt the restless atmosphere belonging to Yi Xia immediately.
It flew straight to the door.
Yi Xia doesn't have the habit of locking the door now.
Because the insects or darkness that we once worried about in the mortal age can no longer come close to us.
The restless power contained in the body is an unparalleled sense of security.
"Great witch, what are you doing?"
Yu Ren looked at Yi Xia with some doubts.
It originally thought that some enemy was coming.
But judging from Yi Xia's situation, that doesn't seem to be the case.
"I practiced with a senior and it was fun."
Yi Xia stretched his arms and then stood up.
Yu Ren nodded thoughtfully, and could probably imagine the real scene.
It doesn't think that the dueling practice mentioned by the great witch is the style of painting that ordinary people understand.
Afterwards, Yuren went down to prepare breakfast.
For the two of them, this kind of meal is more like a ritual.
It's just that Yi Xia is too lazy to do it when she doesn't have time.
And the current Yuren are indeed quite "generous" in this regard.
Yi Xia was casual about this.
If you have some, you can eat whatever you want. If you don’t have it, it’s okay.
It's just to moisturize your lips...
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Just as Yi Xia leisurely took a sip of the soy milk bought by Yuren and browsed the multiverse player forum.
In a temple quite far away, a young monk dragged a box out of the temple door.
Return to the ordinary bird!
Xu Yu felt that he should cheer now.
But there are probably a group of fellow disciples watching behind the temple, so there is nothing rude about doing this.
It’s just easy to get beaten...
The temple has very strict control over this aspect, probably to maintain its reputation?
Xu Yu can only say that the abbot of the temple still has some professional ethics.
Although he and many of his fellow apprentices or colleagues have complained countless times about this...
I can finally eat meat!
Xu Yu burst into tears.
In a sense, Xu Yu felt that the temple he stayed in was no different from a private company with strict systems.
Of course, Xu Yu doesn't know whether all temples in the world are like this.
I heard there is a place where you can ring bells during the day and sing karaoke at night.
Xu Yu could only say that everyone was having a great time, but he didn’t know whether it was true or not...
Xu Yu doesn't know whether there is still true cultivation in such an environment.
After several years of working in the temple, his attitude towards this matter has undergone earth-shaking changes.
But it cannot be completely denied, because even in such an environment, there are still some people who persist silently.
But relatively speaking, that kind of pure pure cultivator is no longer very common.
What is Buddha?
If faced with cross-examination by pilgrims, Xu Yu can now quote a lot of scriptures and tell a lot of things about chariots and wheels.
And if it was an inner self-question, Xu Yu felt that he should also be confused.
Due to business considerations, I have already memorized the scriptures by heart.
But do you really understand it?
Xu Yu touched his bald head. He just wants to eat meat now!
I have saved some money in the past few years, otherwise I would really be reluctant to part with it.
After all, the price paid is nothing compared to the reward.
This is despite the fact that Xu Yu’s temple is very particular about this...
Therefore, when friends and relatives come to your door and inquire about becoming a monk in a temple.
Xu Yu would always advise them that if they want to come here and work peacefully to earn some money, they need to seriously consider becoming a monk.
It is not said in the Buddhist scriptures that you must go to a temple to become a monk.
If you really have the heart to cultivate yourself, why should you be attached to a temple?
In this regard, Xu Yu feels that he is pure.
He is just a layman who wants to make some money.
"To save the fool."
At this moment, an old voice stopped him.
Xu Yu turned around instinctively, and then remembered that he had resigned.
It's time to cut ties with this "famous person" in the workplace.
But I just resigned, so there is no need for this.
Maybe it won’t be easy to live outside in the future, and I will have to come back to beg for food.
Xu Yu smiled sincerely at the old monk who spoke:
"Uncle Master, I returned to secular life today. Is there something wrong with you?"
The old monk is naturally from the temple.
However, unlike a migrant worker like Xu Yu, the other party was a rare and serious monk in the temple.
Xu Yu still admired him quite a lot.
Although he always felt that he might not be able to become that kind of disciple with firm faith.
It sounds a bit fucked up, but that's how things are in the world, so it's not unusual.
The old monk looked Xu Yu up and down:
"The rules are clear in the temple, and the legal net is thick outside. You still need to practice your original mind."
Xu Yu quickly said yes.
When the old monk saw this, he didn't say anything more and walked away leisurely.
To be honest, Xu Yu is still a little envious of the old monk.
At least, they can live in the world of their own beliefs and have something to rely on for their spiritual beliefs.
But of course he can't, after all, he still has parents to support.
Xu Yu didn't comment much on those people who went on to become monks without any support from their parents.
All I can say is that everyone has their own way of living, and the law doesn't seem to prohibit it...
Just when Xu Yucai walked out of the temple and was about to call for a ride to go out for a big meal, he saw a strange young man approaching.
Are you here to offer incense?
Xu Yu was not prepared to pay attention to it, but the other party came straight over:
"Master, I want to ask you something."
The other party came closer and whispered.
Xu Yu was stunned for a moment, then tried to explain:
"This... brother, I have returned to secular life."
"That's better! Isn't it easier for you to say it?"
The visitor became even more excited after hearing this:
"Let's just say, brother, did you hear that there were ghosts and the like in the temple?"
Xu Yu:......
He subconsciously looked at the bright sun above his head, and then at the serious-faced young man opposite.
Is it because my professional level is not superb enough?
How can anyone go to a temple to ask about ghosts?
"Who are you?"
Xu Yu couldn't help but ask. He felt that today's return to secular life was probably not a good one, and he was a bit nagging.
It's a bit more outrageous than when I was in the temple, what kind of magical reality...
"Oh, my name is Tong Bing, and I am...well, a folklore enthusiast."
"Brother, if you know where there are rumors, you can tell me. I will never lose you."
Xu Yu curled his lips inwardly when he heard this. Now that he has sufficient financial reserves and superb business knowledge, he can't resist this temptation?
So, after the other party came over and whispered something, and then took out something for Xu Yu to look at, Xu Yu fell into deep thought: