This little monk is really cute and cute. He has a handsome appearance, a shaved head, and a pair of big eyes that seem to be able to talk. At this moment, he is staring at Ye Han curiously. Maybe he feels that he is not satisfied with what he is looking at.
He also stood up and walked to Ye Han, touching his body here and there, as if he was admiring a beloved toy.
Ye Han was dumbfounded by the little monk's behavior. The little guy regarded him as a toy baby!
"Donor, it seems that Qingcheng likes you very much. In this way, I can rest assured." At this time, the old monk had opened his eyes, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and looked at the two people with a smile. Hearing this, Ye Hanchao
The old monk looked over and said, "Master, we have never met before. What do you want from me?"
The old monk smiled and said, "Everything is fate. We are destined to come thousands of miles to meet each other. The donor came thousands of miles to let you and I meet here. This is fate. Moreover, just now I saw a dragon flying into the sky around the temple. It must be
The distinguished guest has arrived at this temple, and now I see that it is indeed true. The benefactor has a strange destiny. He will survive for a hundred calamities and will definitely become an emperor."
Ye Han was too lazy to listen to the old monk's useless talk and said directly: "Old monk, I don't have time to play riddles with you. Just tell me why I came to see you. If you don't tell me, then I can leave."
"Haha, don't worry, donor." The old monk smiled faintly and then said, "I wonder if the donor likes children?"
Ye Han glanced at the young monk who was still standing next to him and pinched his cheek, causing the young monk to stare at him angrily with a look of displeasure on his face. Seeing this, Ye Han smiled happily; "I like it very much."
Yes, old monk, is this little guy your disciple?"
"No." The old monk shook his head and said, "Although Qingcheng grew up with me, I didn't teach him anything. Now the time has come, a new relationship has arrived, and the old relationship between me and him has ended.
, it’s time for him to leave me too!”
After finishing speaking, the old monk sighed and then recited "Amitabha".
Hearing what the old monk said, Ye Han smiled and said, "Old monk, are you willing to let such a cute little guy go?"
The old monk sighed again, with a somewhat complicated look in his eyes, and said, "What the donor said is true, but the fate between me and him has ended. If he doesn't leave, his life will be in danger. The only way to resolve it is to follow the donor."
"Follow me?" When Ye Han heard this, he immediately laughed and said, "Old monk, please stop talking to me about these silly things. I think your temple is quite shabby. It's not this little bald guy that's you."
If you can’t support your illegitimate child now, why don’t you let me raise it for you?”
"Amitabha." The old monk smiled bitterly; "The donor is joking, I have never married, so how can I talk about children? The reason why I want Qingcheng to follow the donor is because the donor has a strange destiny, a strange nature, and the donor's body
She has the power to defeat Qingcheng, and only this power can keep her safe and sound. If the donor doesn’t believe it, just give it a try and you will know.”
The old monk's words were a bit confusing, but Ye Han still understood. There was a power in the little bald man's body, and the power in his body happened to be the nemesis of the little monk's power. Ye Han took the little monk's palm and said,
The inner energy in the body was instilled and entered the body of the young monk.
Suddenly, at the moment when Ye Han's inner energy entered the little monk's body, a terrifying force as surging as the vast ocean was quickly released, directly rebounding the inner energy that Ye Han had instilled into him.
For a moment, Ye Han saw that there was a black power in the little monk's dantian. It was a mini black dragon, which was sleeping at the moment.
Ye Han was shocked. Is that a force? Or is it really a black dragon? Even the power released while sleeping is extremely terrifying. If the things inside the little bald head are completely released, Ye Han can't imagine how terrifying it will be.
!
"Donor, have you ever felt it?" the old monk looked at Ye Han and asked.
Hearing this, Ye Han turned around, frowned and said, "Old monk, what on earth is that thing? It's so terrifying!"
"That's not human power!" The old monk sighed; "But the power within the donor happens to be the nemesis of this thing. If Qingcheng follows you, I feel relieved."
"Old monk, are you kidding?" Ye Hanhan laughed; "The things in this little guy's body are so terrifying. You actually let him follow me. I think you want to kill me? What's more, I have no relation with you.
No reason, why should I promise you?"
"No." The old monk shook his head and said, "Donor, don't you realize that the power in your body is different from other people's? What you cultivate is not internal strength, but the spiritual energy that warriors dream of, absorbing the energy of heaven and earth.
The essence is condensed. I have traveled everywhere for hundreds of years, but I have only seen such strange things in you."
"Aura?" Ye Han looked confused. From Zhao Hengtian's words, Ye Han knew that warriors first cultivated internal energy from the Qi Sensing realm, and the next level was the Peiyuan realm. They still cultivated internal energy, and only
The masters who have opened up the Ren and Du channels are cultivating true energy, but what does this spiritual energy belong to? Ye Han really doesn't know.
"You will understand later." The old monk looked at Ye Han and said; "The power in the donor's body comes from the essence of heaven and earth, which is the nemesis of the power in Qingcheng's body. As long as you send one or two of the power in your body when he is sick, he will
Then you will be safe and sound. If the donor is willing to agree, I am willing to give you a great blessing."
"Old monk, why don't you do these things yourself?" Ye Han was a little strange.
"It's not that I don't want to do anything, but it's that I can't do anything anymore. Over the years, I have suppressed the power in his body for Qingcheng, and I have lost very little of my true energy. I'm afraid that in a few days, it will be my end!" said
After finishing, the old monk put his hands together and recited a scripture silently.
Hearing this, Ye Han felt a sense of respect for the old monk, and then said, "I like this little bald head very much. I can take care of it for you."
Hearing this, the old monk smiled slightly, showing a look of relief: "I would like to thank the donor. In this way, I can go with peace of mind."
After saying that, the Buddhist beads in the old monk's hand broke automatically, and then he grabbed it and swung it out from the air. Ye Han felt his body being sucked in by a powerful force, and sat in front of the old monk.
, completely unable to resist.
"Old monk, what are you doing?" Ye Han looked surprised.
I saw that the old monk was still smiling. He put his hands on Ye Han's chest, and waves of power like a frenzy were immediately sent into Ye Han's body; "With one sword reaching the sky, all the heroes are defeated, and everyone is proud of the world of mortals.
Wei Wen Tian. Donor, if I have a chance to see my old friend someday, please help me say that I will live up to my trust without any regrets."
After saying that, the old monk closed his eyes peacefully, and the power in his body was still flowing towards Ye Han's body.
"Master, what are you doing..."
Ye Han felt a pain in his heart. The old monk in front of him was not related to him, but for a promise, he passed on his remaining strength to him when his time was approaching. This was not a blessing to him, but a great fate.
Yes, but he couldn't repay him because Ye Han could feel that the vitality in the old monk's body was gradually draining away. He could only watch like this and could do nothing.
As the old monk continues to transmit power, the power in Ye Han's body is growing rapidly after assimilating these external powers. In just a few minutes, his strength has been promoted to the middle stage of Qi Sense, and this change has not stopped yet.
Come down.
The Buddhist bell also rang at this time, one ring after another, a total of nine rings, which spread throughout the top of the mountain. When the nine rings fell, everyone in the Temple of the Reclining Buddha had a bad premonition, and then they
I saw monks kneeling down one by one, kneeling in a certain direction in the backyard of Wat Pho.
In the Temple of the Reclining Buddha, a highly virtuous and respected master has passed away!