The two agreed to start exploring the famous Lanruo Temple while it was still dark.
It is indeed a century-old temple. Even though it has been dilapidated for many years, you can still see its original majesty.
The entire Lanruo Temple covers an area of about ten acres. It is divided into front and back halls, as well as left and right side halls. There are only three inner and outer courtyard walls, but they have been in disrepair for a year, and the dryad grandmother has used this as her lair for hundreds of years.
For hunting, most of the area has been destroyed.
The whole body could barely be covered, and only the front hall was left. Even so, it was covered with dense cobwebs and heavy fallen leaves.
All that was left of the window was the frame, and the broken window paper was stubbornly stuck to it, but unfortunately it didn't have any effect.
Fortunately, the open space in front of the Buddha is quite fresh. From the extremely obvious traces of bonfires on the ground, it can be seen that there were people who stayed here before.
Going up the stairs, the second floor is extremely clean. No, it should be said that it is too clean. It feels like someone specially cleaned it not long ago.
Moreover, tables and chairs are all available here, and the ground is flat and wide. Not to mention that it ends here, even somersaults and a set of boxing skills are enough to be vigorous.
What's even more amazing is that the third floor has a ready-made bed.
Although it is covered with dust, it is obviously not a problem for people on the road.
Just clean it casually and spread these straws on it, which will definitely give you a good night's sleep.
The expressions of the two people once again changed slightly from the main hall.
The corners of Gao Ning's mouth turned up, obviously he understood something and was always looking forward to what would happen in the evening.
Monk Mingxiu looked serious, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Senior brother, I'm afraid what we thought before was a little too optimistic!"
"Oh? Which aspect do you mean?"
"The troublesome thing here is not just the tree demon grandma, he will be like those female ghosts, and I'm afraid he doesn't have a fuel-efficient lamp. The little monk has no power to restrain the chicken..."
"There's no need to emphasize this!" Gao Ning interrupted him and said, "Let's make it clear, you've been positioned as a weakling from the beginning, okay?"
Mingxiu's eyelids twitched. Fortunately, he had practiced Buddhism for many years and had good self-cultivation. He pursed his lips and swallowed back the words that came to his mouth. After a while, he said: "I wonder, senior brother, can you have the ability to protect yourself? After all,
Your identity is set as a monk!"
"This is simple. I know a lot about it. I just need to make a move..."
Having said this, Gao Ning was suddenly stunned for a moment.
He suddenly realized that none of his skills were particularly useful.
First of all, the ability in the dream dimension is not of much use in this world. Apart from obtaining some physical objects and daily necessities, such as gold and silver, out of thin air, the rest is just to collect intelligence from the dream space.
However, dreaming about this kind of thing is first of all aimed at living things. Only living things with brains can dream.
Dryad Granny is a thousand-year-old locust tree spirit that doesn't even have a brain, and there is no concept of sleeping at all. During the day, it just transforms into its original shape, receives sunlight and rain and dew and thrives, and only comes out at night to herd female ghosts and harvest flesh and blood.
He spent all his time on cultivation and had no time to dream.
There is no need to talk about female ghosts. During the day, only a jar of ashes is left, and you have to work overtime at night. Once you fail the KPI assessment, you will be whipped or transferred to work in hell. Your life will be better than production.
It's even harder for the donkeys in the team, and they can't even dream.
As for the protagonist, Zen Master Baiyun has achieved great success in practicing Buddhism. Even if he does not achieve Arhat status, he is probably only one step away.
Although Yan Chixia is greedy for money and lustful, those who can enter Taoism must have their own merits.
Moreover, nine out of ten people who practice meditation have the habit of meditating instead of sleeping. Their minds are empty and they are half asleep and half awake, making it even less likely to dream.
After much calculation, the only one who could make a profit was the young monk Shifang.
It's just that except for this guy who started a big show at the last moment, he was either paddling or cheating the master from beginning to end. He was simply a fighter among the burdens and had no use value at all.
Thinking about it this way, it is outrageous that this heaven-defying skill of the Lord of Dimensions is useless in this world except for immortality!
Apart from this, other abilities don't seem to be applicable. No matter how powerful the vitality is, how strong the body is, and the professional skills are not appropriate, there is no way he can deal with the female ghost.
Although I want to go, the only things I can count on are the energy in the dragon balls and the telekinesis ability on my body.
But now the direction of ability development is to control time.
The only thing that can be lethal to ghosts and even tree demons is probably the ability to read and the Flowing Rock Shattering Fist.
In this case, the problem arises again.
Zen Master Baiyun is not one of those confused monks who stays in temples all day long, eating fast, chanting Buddha's name, and reciting the Death Sutra. He is superb in Buddhism and has all kinds of magic at his fingertips. He is obviously a master of Buddhism.
It's okay that Gao Ning didn't take action, but once he did, he would be able to see that Liushuiyan Shattering Fist was definitely not a Buddhist martial art, so he would naturally doubt the identities of the two.
From this point of view, I am afraid that I really need to prepare one.
Thinking of this, Gao Ning ignored what he was talking about and actually immersed his mind in the dream dimension.
When Monk Mingxiu saw him mid-sentence, he froze on the spot, a little confused.
After waiting for a while, seeing that the other party didn't make any move, he called out twice tentatively.
When he was about to step forward and shake him, Gao Ning raised his palm and made a pause motion.
Only then did Monk Mingxiu realize that he was deep in thought.
Combined with the previous conversation between the two, he already understood what happened in his mind.
So he clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, turned around and walked back to the main hall.
Now that senior brother has woken up, he can probably find a solution in the future.
In this case, I can just be a good literary monk with peace of mind, follow the plot, and wait until Xiaodie appears on the stage, and it will not be too late to give free play.
As for Yan Chixia's scroll, what do you care about yourself? Isn't that the job of a dream master?
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The reason why dream latitude is called latitude is because of its greatness and magic.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Although it has been less than an hour since the two of them arrived in the new world, many new dream islands have been collected sporadically in the dream dimension.
I don’t know if it’s because of the collapse of the world and the lack of gods and Buddhas. Gao Ning’s dream dimension seems to have lost its suppressive power. It is no longer limited to a radius of one kilometer, but is directly based on Lanruo Temple.
The center of the circle covers thirty or forty nearby villages and towns.
The rest is just that, the village is deserted, and even then there are only a few hundred households. Guobei Town, where evil people gather and business is prosperous, has a population of only a few thousand people.
Moreover, there are many people traveling to and from the martial arts world, including many monks who travel around the world.
Gao Ning sorted through these dreams and selected the ones that were suitable. He then made a series of magical changes based on the martial arts novels and related movies he had read before, and finally combined with afterimage boxing to create his own Shaolin Arhat formation.
For this reason, he even mobilized part of his telekinesis ability and stored it, preparing to simulate the golden light spell and turn himself into a golden man when he used the formation.
Once this battle comes out, who can dare to say that he is not a warrior monk?
Thinking of this, Gao Ning couldn't help but look forward to it.
"Senior brother?"
Monk Mingxiu's voice suddenly came from behind. Gao Ning turned around and realized that the sky had turned dark tonight.
Gao Ning was shocked. Does it take so long to create a martial arts?
I saw Monk Mingxiu standing at the door and said calmly: "Senior brother, since you have woken up, why not eat first? When I came over, I brought some seaweed and soy sauce rice balls. I wanted to heat them up just now, but who knew
I forgot to bring a lighter, and after working on it for a long time, I still couldn’t light the fire. I wonder if senior brother can do anything?"
"Did you bring dry food?" Gao Ning's eyes widened. Seeing Monk Mingxiu's normal expression, he couldn't help but give a thumbs up gesture.
"Okay, you're thoughtful! But it's not necessary. After all, customers come first. We Dream Realtors can not only protect your safety, but also provide food and clothing!"
"Is that so? Thank you very much!" Monk Mingxiu nodded: "Can I make a fire?"
"able!"
Gao Ning inexplicably felt like he was punched in the air, and curled his lips in displeasure. He suddenly felt that Pang Xiaodong was more fun, a monk or something like that. He didn't have any mood swings at all, which was really boring.
The two walked back to the main hall, and sure enough, a small bonfire was built in the middle of the stone bricks on the first floor.
Gao Ning looked carefully and found that the wood turned out to be a broken table. Seeing the fresh creases on the table legs, he couldn't help but glance at Monk Mingxiu.
Monk Mingxiu was surprised: "What's wrong?"
"Nothing! The bonfire is very standard!" Gao Ning shook his head, and suddenly with a flick of his finger, a telekinesis projectile the size of a rice grain flew out. The bonfire was lit with a bang, and the entire hall was instantly illuminated as bright as day.
Startled by the sudden flames, Monk Mingxiu subconsciously took a step back, but then he calmed down his expression. Without asking anything, he took out four rice balls from his waist bag with his backhand.
He stepped forward, swept the gravel next to the stone slab with his feet, and placed the rice ball wrapped in plastic wrap about twenty centimeters away from the fire.
Gao Ning said: "You only brought rice balls, but no water?"
"I don't have a proper cup, but I brought a portable water bottle."
Monk Mingxiu said: "And if I remember correctly, it will rain heavily at Lanruo Temple that night when the plot begins.
When I was walking around just now, I saw that several gutters on the eaves were very clean. I will pick them up later and boil them with a kettle before drinking!"
Gao Ning couldn't help but admire: "You are really well prepared. Do you really think this is survival in the wild?"
“You must always be prepared!”
"It's so troublesome!"
Gao Ning shook his head, grabbed his buttocks, pulled out a big red gourd out of thin air, raised his hand and threw it over.
Monk Mingxiu hurriedly found out that it was very heavy.
He glanced at the spout, pulled it up, and found that it was indeed filled with liquid.
He couldn't help but look at Gao Ning.
"It's just water! Don't worry, drink it!" Gao Ning shrugged, took out a gourd, and drank two gulps.
At this time, Monk Mingxiu finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Senior brother, is this...the art of gathering mustard seeds into the beard?"
"Uh... that's right!"
Gao Ning did not answer directly, not because he wanted to hide it, but because he felt that creating something out of thin air was more unacceptable than a storage ring or something like that!
Anyway, in the eyes of outsiders, there is not much difference between the two. The other party has already preconceived the idea, so why waste time explaining it again? The effect is almost the same anyway!
