In the Thousand Buddha Hall, in front of the monk in white were seventeen chess patterns. Sitting across from him was Chen Jun. When he heard the young monk talking, he put down the white chess in his hand.

"Master, please knock my chestnut!"

The monk in white smiled slightly: "Why do I want to knock your chestnut? If you lose, you lose. It's not a big deal. You can win it back later."

The young monk clasped his hands together with a look of regret on his face.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng glared at the proud Wen Hua, then turned to ask the young monk: "Why did you lose?"

The young monk shook his head, "If you lose, you lose. There is nothing to say."

"There's nothing to say. You're really stupid, stupid Nanbei. Please tell me clearly how you lost." The little girl with braids looked unconvinced and put her hands on her hips as if to protect a calf.

"This..." The young monk hesitated.

"Did Wen Hua use tricks on you when it was convenient? For example, he might teach you how to be intimate with Miss Li?" Xuanyuan Qingfeng could only think that the little monk had this loophole.

"Yeah~"

The little girl with braids immediately blushed and shrank behind her father Li Dangxin. The little monk also yelled, but still nodded sheepishly.

"Shameless!" Looking at Wen Hua, Xuanyuan Qingfeng said coldly.

Wen Hua's face was bright red and bloodshot, and he scratched his neck, wanting to argue with Xuanyuan Qingfeng, but seeing her indifferent expression, he immediately became discouraged and turned his head away with a cold snort.

"Actually, it's the young monk's own choice, and it has nothing to do with Donor Wen." The young monk shook his head and said, "Things like to listen to his stories very much, but the young monk only knows how to preach scriptures."

"I also want to learn to tell stories to make things laugh. Then the little monk will be very happy. After all, the master said it doesn't matter if he loses."

The monk in white twitched his mouth, shook his head and smiled.

"Stupid Nanbei, you still love me." Little girl Li Zi hugged the young monk's neck and laughed, and the young monk also laughed.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng turned his gaze back and exhaled.

"I think I won this round."

Chen Jun dropped the black stone on the chessboard. Legend has it that this chessboard in the Vajra Realm of the Thousand Buddhas Hall was once struck by a superior Taoist swordsman without leaving any traces. However, Li Dangxin's finger lightly scratched ten vertical and horizontal chessboards.

Seven textures.

The monk in white said calmly: "You won."

"Then I won't be polite."

Chen Jun gently dropped the sunspot, and the round and shiny chess piece drew a parabola in the air, with a bright luster on its surface, as if it could swallow up people's hearts. In the blink of an eye, the monk in white straightened his waist slightly and remained motionless.

At this time, the thousands of Buddha sculptures in the main hall were shaking together, as if they were invaded by a giant barrier of demons. Suddenly, two loud bangs exploded, and two more Arhats exploded into powder in an instant, but the next few seconds the remaining Vajra statues exploded.

The statue of the Angry-Eyed Bodhisattva Arhat swings back and forth greatly, and its momentum is particularly shocking.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng was stunned by such a strange sight.

The young monk said in a daze: "Master, the two Dharma statues of Venerable Bhadra and Venerable Shubojia suddenly exploded."

"If it explodes, it will explode." The monk in white dropped the white piece, slightly helpless.

The young monk picked up the dust on the ground, looked at it twice and said, "I will repair these two Dharma statues from now on."

Li Dangxin nodded, "Yeah!"

"Your disciple has a good heart and is very interesting!" Chen Jun looked at the little monk and continued to make decisions, "With a big monk like you who can marry a wife and have children and know how to cook, and a little monk with an innocent heart, I found that I have a little bit of both.

I fell in love with Liangzen Temple.”

The monk in white clothes invited: "Since you like it, why don't you just stay and become a monk? I heard that you are profound in Buddhism and that a dragon and elephant were discovered in Beimang?"

"Yes, yes, but it's just about practicing. It's the same everywhere!"

"The Buddha doesn't want you to take refuge, he just wants you to be happy."

The monk in white clothes was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled, "That's very good, just make you happy."

"Are you going to Liyang next? They are not Beimang, and they are not as easy as our two Zen temples. Maybe there will be an evildoer who has been hiding for a hundred years.

Wang Xianzhi compares himself to being the second best person in the world. Apart from being domineering and arrogant in his heart, he is probably not thinking about those old monsters who hide themselves."

"I understand, so I plan to cultivate myself here with you."

The monk in white smiled, waved his sleeves and robes, and the white pieces on the chessboard were swept away and fell into the chess holder, leaving only one sentence, "If you want to stay outside the mountain and watch the monk's married life, you won't be ashamed."

Not polite at all.

Chen Jun smiled casually, but three or four days later, there was an extra thatched hut in Liangchan Temple, adjacent to Li Dangxin's thatched hut.

Chen Jun looked at Wen Hua. This young man with a wooden sword on his shoulder had a gray face. He had worked really hard in the past few days. It was he who built this hut.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng never pays attention to such trivial matters, but Wen Hua is very happy about such things. In his words, his disciples are willing to work hard. From chopping wood, putting up thatch, and building walls, he is a good hand in farm work.

, which saved Chen Jun a lot of energy.

"Wen Hua, you should know my identity now."

Wen Hua nodded: "I know, you are my husband."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng rolled his eyes, not knowing whether he was pretending to be confused or not, Chen Jun smiled and said, "Yes, I am your husband, and there is a very important thing coming next.

I might as well tell you that in this world, I have received luck from the three religions of Buddhism, Confucianism and Taoism, Beiliang and Beimang, and Liyang is no exception. During the trip to Beimang, Qingfeng followed me, and both of us were injured.

, this trip is very dangerous, I don’t intend to take you there.”

"Sir!" Xuanyuan Qingfeng was anxious at the side.

Chen Jun waved his hand to stop what she wanted to say, "I will take action after recovering from my injuries. You still have the tasks I asked you to do.

Qingfeng, you have entered the Zhixuan realm, and there is an opportunity for you in Beiliang. I made an agreement with you, the scholar from Tingchaoting, that you only need to go up to the eighth floor to see him, and you can get that opportunity.

"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng remained silent, and Wen Hua asked: "What about me, sir?"

"You have been with me for so long, you should find someone to practice with."

Wen Hua was excited: "Who is it?"

Chen Jun smiled and said: "Wu Family Sword Tomb!"

Wen Hua took a breath and said with a smile: "Wu Family Sword Tomb? Is it the Wu Family Sword Tomb that has a sword crown in every generation and travels around the world? I have heard that it is so powerful. Can you change it to another one? It's not that I'm scared.

They are masters, so they have to let me warm up my hands first, right?"

"There is no need to change. Whenever you come out of the sword tomb, you can come to see me any time! If I compete with them in sword competition, whether I persuade them with reason or without reason, I will win."

Wen Hua looked depressed and helpless, "There are so many swords in the Wu Family Sword Tomb, can I defeat them with just two sword skills?"

"Haha, two swords? Two swords are enough!"

Chen Jun smiled softly and ignored it.

Immediately the two of them were kicked out by him to complete their respective tasks. Chen Jun started the cultivation mode. It was said to be cultivation, but in fact it was just eating at Li Dangxin's place. On the other hand, he began to study the supreme secret method of Taoism-one Qi transforms three pure things.

The secret method of transforming three pure things into one qi is worthy of the word supreme in Taoism.

After spending nearly a month, Chen Jun memorized the book backwards and forwards but could not find a clue.

Just one day when I was fishing in the green lake of Liangzen Temple, I came across a strange thought. It was said in the book that the original innate energy must be refined before the clone can be refined.

Chen Jun is currently confused because he doesn't know what the origin of innate energy is, and there is no explanation in the book.

He suddenly thought about this innate Qi, could it be replaced by luck?

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