I Evolved The Heavens

On August 18th, the morning sun rose.

knock! knock!

The door of Wang's house was knocked.

"I'm coming!"

The old servant Lao Wang shouted loudly, and he put down the broom in his hand, walked to the door and opened the door.

Huh!

Lao Wang was frightened, because there were dozens of hundreds of people standing outside the door, with a black bald head and a crown, which almost made him stupid, because he knew a few of them, who were famous in Hangzhou. Abbots and masters of Taoism in several monasteries.

"Master Buddha, what are you doing?"

Abbot Huiming with a kind smile on his face, his hands clasped together: "Amitābha, the old donor, I am here to visit the donor Yang Yiyang."

"Oh, you are here to see Young Master Yang, please come in, the little old man will inform me."

Lao Wang hurriedly turned sideways, invited Huiming and others to enter, and then trot to the east wing room by himself.

Just about to knock on the door, the door opened.

Lao Wang raised his hand and said: "Young Master Yang, a group of Buddha and Daoye came outside, saying that they are looking for you."

"I see."

Yang Yi smiled and said, this is Huimin and others who have come to the courtyard.

"Amitābha, I have waited to see Donor Yang!"

When the monks saw Yang Yi, Qi Qi bowed to Yang Yi.

Under the emission of sunlight, his eyes flashed.

Although this group of monks wanted him, the etiquette was too heavy.

Because he glanced at it, the lowest Cultivation Base of these monks was in the late stage of the Tongxuan Realm, and there were ten in the Dao Unborn Realm. Among them was an old monk named Hengkong, and even the Cultivation Base with the late stage of the Dao Unborn realm. .

This is the top combat power of Buddhism, and they even salute him. Perhaps only Bodhisattva Buddha can get this treatment.

In fact, not only Yang Yi was frightened, but Daoist such as Ge Qing and Zhang Yongxu were also frightened.

The minds of this group of old monks didn't get into the water, and they even gave such a big gift to a young junior.

Even if you want to ask others, you don't need to be so huffy.

They are the top group of powerhouses in the world, and wherever they go where they are not Zhongxing Pengyue, wherever they have bowed to others like this, it was all decades ago.

Ge Qing, Zhang Yongxu and others were stunned. Although they didn't know why these old monks put their postures so low, there must be a reason, because the strong have the dignity of the strong.

But asking them to bow and bow like this group of old monks is absolutely impossible, so they nodded as a gesture, and turned into a bow with both hands.

Looking at this group of people, smiles appeared on the faces of Huiming and others.

Yang Yi didn't care about the attitude of the monks and Taoists. He was so happy at the moment. Nearly a hundred masters of Taoism and Buddhism gathered here, and it is estimated that they covered nearly half of their combat power.

Now, he can steal all of his studies at once, saving me a lot of time and energy.

"Do you want to study!"

"Yes!"

Boom!

A stream of information kept popping up, flooding Yang Yi's mind.

If he hadn't been cultivated to the Yingpang Realm, he would probably not be able to accept so many cultivation memories and insights at once.

Accepting the memory of this group of people means that Yang Yi has inherited most of the essence of cultivation in the world, and his understanding of cultivation and the teachings of Taoism and Buddhism have reached a new height again.

After a long time, Yang Yicai completely accepted the memories of these people.

He smiled slightly and said: "Masters and Taoist leaders are polite. I know that everyone is here for painting. If that's the case, let's get into the subject. You can also paint if you want me, but the pen cost is indispensable."

"This is natural. Donor Yang, we have brought our own treasures."

As the abbot of Shaolin Temple Daoji said, he removed the yellow cloth from his shoulders, and there seemed to be a lot of stuff inside.

In fact, it is not only him, but other old monks and old ways, with the exception of Huiming.

Because of Lingyin Temple, there are already portraits of Buddha.

Yang Yihan smiled and said: "Okay. Then please wait a moment, I will prepare the pen and ink, and make a registration for you. Because there are so many paintings to be made, I am afraid it will take nearly half a year to complete."

"It's okay, we can wait."

Everyone said they could wait. They also knew that painting was not easy. Even if it was one pair a day, it would take at least three months.

But in fact, one pair a day is amazing.

At this time, Wang Xu and Ning Caichen also walked out, looking at a group of old monks in the yard, they were also frightened.

This is too much, the yard is almost full.

Yang Yi beckoned: "Brother Wang, Brother Ning, come and help. I want to paint these masters and Taoists, and I need to register them."

"well!"

The two nodded quickly.

Soon, a desk was placed in front of the door of the East Wing. Ning Caichen sat at the desk and was in charge of recording; Yang Yi was in charge of checking and collecting items, and Wang Xu was in charge of sorting out each other.

As for Buddhism and Daomen, they formed two teams, arranged in order according to their respective strengths.

The first to register was Daoji, the abbot of Shaolin Temple.

"Lao Na would like to invite the statue of Buddha to light the lamp. This is the little intention of Shaolin Temple. Please don't dislike it."

Daoji said, opening the yellow cloth baggage.

He said aloud, as if he was afraid that the people behind would not be able to hear the general: "Ten pill for big, 30 for small pill, three for Buddha heart, three for relics, one for supreme Buddhist artifact, and the Buddha himself passed on the Buddhist scriptures." "The Great Day Tathagata Sutra" one."

Hiss!

After Daoji finished speaking, the people of Buddhism were okay, and they already knew it.

But the Dao Sect people were dumbfounded, especially Zhang Yongxu, who was standing next to Dao Ci. He lost his voice: "Old monk, are you going to empty the Shaolin Temple?"

The other Taoist priests nodded their heads in recognition, and secretly cursed that Daoji was insane.

The Medicine Pill and Buddhist artifacts are fine. Although precious, they can be refined as long as there are materials.

But "The Great Day Tathagata Sutra" is Shaolin Temple's Zhenshou magical skill, and it is not an ancient sutra that can't be cultivated like the "Buddha Says the Spiritual Sutra". This kind of charity is willing to take it out.

Yang Yi was also secretly surprised, this Shaolin Abbot was willing to spend his money.

However, after learning the Taoist mercy secretly, he had learned the "Tathagata Sutra" a long time ago, so he didn't feel much about this ancient sutra, but the Buddhist artifacts and Medicine Pill are more valuable.

In the future, he will issue a demon-killing order. These are the top prizes.

Daoci folded his hands together, and said calmly: "Amitābha, these are just things outside of the body, what is worth cherishing. If you can get the statue of the burning Buddha, even if it is exchanged for the full heritage of Shaolin Temple?"

Zhang Yongxu almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood after hearing this. You can say such shameless words?

Thirty years ago, he and Daoji discovered a spirit medicine at the same time, but Daoji insisted on pestering him for three days and three nights before snatching the spirit medicine from his hand.

Other Taoist priests rolled their eyes one after another, everyone was from the same age, who didn't know who.

Such shameless words can be said.

As for the monks behind Daoji, they secretly praised.

Daoji was forced to put it on the fire.

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