Li Xiaobai swallowed his saliva, chopped down the long sword in his hand, and activated his 100% skill. The surrounding spirits were suppressed and thrown into the chamber pot.
This female artist is a bit underhanded. The coordinates she gave were the location of another female artist, and she was just using him to get the two of them to meet.
He opened the chamber pot and took a look. In the deepest part, there was still only a pair of eyes staring at him coldly.
"There is only one Sister Piao inside, is she blended in with the one just now?"
Li Xiaobai felt that he was involved in a big incident. The grudge between Nv Piaozi and Buddhism was obviously not over yet. She was strengthening herself and wanted to make a comeback.
Moreover, as a gathering of the power of faith, he can actually use physical means, which is hard to understand. If there are other female floaters in Shiwan Mountain, his system's advantage of isolating spiritual attacks will be gone.
"Hurry up and get 100,000 merits, then get the admission ticket and leave."
"It's a headache to find a Taoist fruit, but it's unbearable to have a woman who has been persecuted."
With a thought in Li Xiaobai's mind, ten clones instantly appeared in front of him, all holding a chamber pot and rushing towards the depths of the night.
I didn't dare to fall asleep again. The feeling of that gorgeous woman was too frightening and beyond the ordinary.
"Sister, the young monk will set up a monument for you to commemorate our dead youth."
"Hurry up and enter reincarnation. This is the bright road."
Li Xiaobai inserted a wooden sign into the ground and said cheerfully,
My back felt even colder.
In a trance, I always feel that there are a pair of eyes behind me watching me silently.
It doesn't matter, grandpa, I won't sleep for the time being. As long as I don't fall asleep, I won't be able to see this god of mourning.
After a night of silence, the main body and ten clones traveled hundreds of miles and captured countless spirits. With the advantage of not being afraid of attacks from spirits, in one night, he earned merits that others could not obtain in a lifetime.
The next morning, the clones gathered together to collect the spirits. There were countless physical and mental level spirits, and I was too lazy to count them.
"It's been so long, but the body is still so weak."
"When can we be stronger and let us all take advantage of it!"
"Yes, the clone is only one-tenth of the strength. You have to be stronger. Have you found the object for visualization? When will you enter the realm of observing the gods?"
Several clones were expressing their dissatisfaction, and they still disliked Li Xiaobai's true form.
"The road to spiritual practice is long and difficult. Every step must be taken solidly and have a solid foundation. Only in this way can we achieve great results."
"How can you and others understand the mystery of this?"
Li Xiaobai glanced at them, waved, took back the system, took the chamber pot and headed down the mountain.
Familiar streets and familiar golden buildings feel different from the previous two visits. The place is now overcrowded.
The monks gathered around and meditated cross-legged outside the mission hall, as if they were waiting for something.
But the old scalper monk was so happy that he kept walking back and forth among the crowd, selling his products mysteriously. This wave was definitely a huge profit.
"Look!"
"People are coming!"
"Is it him? Is he the guy named Wuhu?"
"Yes, I heard that he captured more than two hundred spirits by himself in the past few days, and then hurried to the mountains. I guess this time it will be a bumper harvest!"
"The proud man of heaven must have the help of an expert behind him. Let me tell you why I haven't been able to touch a single spirit these past few days. I think they were all taken away by him!"
"It's really ridiculous that the balance of the Hundred Thousand Mountains should be broken by a new monk. This guy really does everything for his own benefit."
Seeing Li Xiaobai's figure, many monks became commotion.
They did not come here to admire Li Xiaobai's legendary deeds, but their financial resources have been cut off these days.
The newcomer Li Xiaobai is too fierce. One move will be 100% defeated by his bare hands, causing all the monsters in the mountains to be suppressed. The remaining monsters are all soul level and above, which they cannot deal with. Invisibly, they have lost a big wave.
Merit, of course, I have to come here to call for punishment.
"Let him go, the poor monk wants to see how many spirits he can bring back this time!"
The eyes of the mourning hall in the crowd were cold and the corners of his mouth were sneered. With so many monks gathered here, he wanted to see how Wuhu died this time!
"It's so lively, there's a meeting."
"The monks in the Pure Land of Utmost Bliss are just too lazy. They spend all their time practicing and not practicing Buddhism. They actually come here to admire the heroic appearance of this young monk. It's really puzzling."
"Maybe this is an idol."
Li Xiaobai glanced at everyone and quickly entered the hall. The monks behind him had black lines on their foreheads. The newcomer felt a little too good about himself.
He was clearly here to harass people, but he was actually interpreted as paying homage.
"Master, the young monk is here again. This time he has returned with a full load. I can give the young monk a copy of the admission ticket to the ancient battlefield."
Li Xiaobai came to the familiar window, and there was still the familiar face inside.
"Amitabha, it turned out to be Master Wuhu. How many days later did he return home with a full load?"
"Did you really do it all by yourself?"
The man in the window was very surprised when he saw Li Xiaobai. He was completely different from the monks outside. There was even a little expectation in his eyes.
Last time, he paid more than two hundred monsters in one go. He was almost catching up with his performance in one month. His promotion and salary increase were just around the corner. Unexpectedly, only a few days later, Li Xiaobai came again.
If the amount this time is the same as last time, his promotion will be settled.
He no longer has to be at the front desk to count the numbers of spirits. He can also sit in the temple, drink tea and act as a manager.
"This is nature, it's just a monster. There is no way to hide it in front of the sincere heart of the young monk. Every time you catch it, you can be sure. The young monk just thinks that he didn't catch enough or fast enough!"
Li Xiaobai placed a total of eleven chamber pots on the table, and the monks were a little dumbfounded.
There was only one chamber pot last time I came here, so how come there are ten more this time?
The monk in the window carefully inspected the chamber pots one by one. As soon as the bottle cap was opened, the spirit that was ready to move spewed out instantly, filling the whole room. The scalps of the monks who were secretly observing from behind were numb. With this number, it can be said that anyone who enters will be killed.
, let alone arresting him, he could feel his mind being disturbed by the power of the spirit even from a distance.
The huge gourd in the mission hall burst out with suction, and in just one breath, most of the monsters in the hall were swept away, causing all the staff to gasp.
"This number is definitely over a thousand. This is just a chamber pot spirit. Let alone getting a promotion and salary increase this time, it shouldn't be a big problem to become an abbot in a small local temple, right?"