"We've been...thiefed! Come here! Catch the thief!" Outside the orchard, a little novice monk held a tray in his lap and entered the orchard to pick Buddha's leg melons.
Because a high official will be a guest in the temple tomorrow, the abbot specially asked him to bring some fruits to entertain the guests.
Buddha's leg melon is a heterogeneous plant. Compared with many elixirs that are ineffective for high-ranking officials, it can regulate part of the human body's qi and blood and strengthen the body.
Buddha leg melon has always been popular among the nobles.
Unfortunately, those priceless treasures have been ruined to the point where not even a single one can be found intact!
The young novice almost fainted.
And his shout immediately alarmed the entire temple.
In an instant, in the eyes of Qiu Ping and Shrew, an infinite amount of Buddha's light rose up from the side of the temple, mixed with subtle Sanskrit words, flying and circling like a lotus.
Although the scene looks magnificent and dazzling, there is endless danger inside.
"I'm scared to death, the wind is blowing hard!" The shrew raised his butt, but Qiu Ping soon grabbed his tail, and he turned into a shadow and disappeared.
"Damn it!"
Qiu Ping did not hesitate and directly raised the sea-covering flag. His whole body and the aura around him disappeared in an instant.
This thing can hide its traces from the outside world. Unless it is a red-haired bat that relies on ultrasonic waves to identify objects, it will be difficult for others to see through its traces.
Just then, Qiu Ping raised his head to look at the golden Buddha lights in the sky, and twitched the corner of his mouth.
Even if they couldn't catch him for a while, he wouldn't be able to leave the temple as long as those Buddha lights were removed.
It was obvious that they had completely angered the monks of Luohan Temple by ruining the orchard into such a state.
The sky was filled with Buddha's light and the moonlit night shrouded it, giving Qiu Ping no chance to leave.
Qiu Ping carried the sea-covering flag and wandered around the entire monastery. Even if he passed by the monks, the monks would not notice him.
But going east like that is not an option either.
While he was struggling, he suddenly found a well in front of him.
Qiu Ping's eyes suddenly brightened. Since he couldn't run from the front, he should run from the east.
He didn't hesitate and jumped into the water.
The water in the well was cool and the darkness outside the well gave Qiu Ping a sense of security.
After all, the well is his paradise.
He transformed into his true form in an instant, flicked his tail, and swam towards the bottom of the water. He just wanted to enter the underground river in the east, and then the river would be as wide as the fish leaping.
"Boom!"
But suddenly, his head seemed to have hit some kind of extremely solid wall. Before he could recover, he saw infinite Buddha light and Sanskrit writing emerging from the place where the well water and the underground river in the east connected.
Those bald donkeys actually placed restrictions at the bottom of the well!
Originally, everyone in Luohan Temple did not know Qiu Ping's location, but his collision immediately triggered the ban and attracted the attention of countless monks outside the temple.
He was about to leave the wellhead quickly when he saw a "bang" sound and a manhole cover was pressed against the wellhead.
The manhole cover was densely covered with scriptures, completely sealing the place.
Qiu Ping's thoughts immediately fell on the four yellow beans outside the scale space. Those four beans represented the four powerful dragon and tiger warriors.
If there is really a risk soon, he will risk his identity to be exposed and show his trump card.
"What kind of spirit dares to come to his Luohan Temple to steal food? Let him be saved!" An angry voice came from outside the well, and then the restrictions outside the well quickly shrank.
Although Buddhist practice requires subduing anger, no matter how good-tempered a monk is, he cannot tolerate the situation like this.
The Buddha's light shines brightly and the scriptures fly.
In the cold water, there seemed to be flames rising. Before he got close, Qiu Ping felt a chill down his spine.
Although this formation is not a Buddhist method, it is extremely fierce and almost destroys all matter.
As the restrictions narrowed, the space for Qiu Ping to escape became smaller and smaller.
Just when Qiu Ping was about to use the four powerful men, suddenly, the golden thread behind him suddenly filled up, and the surrounding space became sticky.
"Then...that time of travel happened so quickly?" Qiu Ping's time of time traveling was not more than half a month ago, and he did not deliberately recharge the golden thread during those months, so he could rest peacefully in the temple for cultivation.
Logically speaking, his first trip to the east should be two or three months later.
"It's gone, no matter where it traveled that time, it's better than the current situation!" Qiu Ping immediately burrowed forward, and he dug a hole in the sticky space.
His entire body disappeared in an instant, leaving only the ripples in the water of Yudong Well and the interlacing Buddha's light.
"ah……"
"Gurgling..."
A strong feeling of weightlessness came, and Qiu Ping fell into the water before he could use his magical powers.
"That water... is a bit delicious." Qiu Ping opened his mouth and swallowed a few things, but he felt that the water surrounding his body was extremely sweet, which was much better than the water he drank in the Tianjie Pond that month.
And covered by the water, the injuries on his back were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
No, not just that.
The two hundred and fifty fixed Qi meridians outside Qiu Ping's body actually began to grow again.
That shocked him completely.
Because he has entered the [Ancestral Aperture], it means that the Qi meridians have been finalized. Unless he has a world-changing leg segment to reshape his physical body, he will only have 250 Qi meridians in his lifetime.
But now, in the blink of an eye, his Qi pulses have increased to two hundred and fifty-seven.
Although the growth of those energy veins cannot bring much improvement to his strength, it means that his foundation is becoming thicker at this moment, and it will become clearer that he erred in digging out the bloodline of his ancestors.
"Then...what place is there?" Qiu Ping was already incoherent.
He quickly looked around, only to find that he was in a lotus pond surrounded by massive gold, silver, glaze, glass, clams, red beads and agate.
Look at the array of precious lights going on, and the weather is changing.
Qiu Ping had already recognized those typical Buddhist decorations. Could it be that he had gone to the Paradise?
At that moment, Qiu Ping was really panicked.
Although Shinto and Buddhism cannot be said to be close to each other, they can be said to be fighting overtly and covertly.
If those monks know that I have sneaked into the Paradise, then I am afraid that I will be saved directly into the Paradise.
But it is obvious that his time travel will take at least two sticks of incense to end.
He tried to minimize his presence and was now hiding at the bottom of the pool, carefully drinking the water in the pool.
Then install some of it into the scale space.
After drinking for a while, he slowly tasted some of the taste, and the whole fish was actually a bit smoky.
At that time, the Qi meridians in his body had grown to 312.