Playing the role of gods and Buddhas: starting from Avalokitesvara

"Two nobles, please." The old monk stretched out his hand and invited.

Shi Qianqian walked towards the temple with her back hand, and when Wang Huan saw this, she had to temporarily hold the killing intent in her heart and followed.

Hui Ming led the two into the courtyard to sit at a stone table, and then entered the house to boil water and make tea for entertainment.

"Junior Brother, I see that these two are definitely not good, your white horse is still led behind, so as not to make them evil intentions." Miao Le said.

Meng Yuan nodded and then went to lead the horse.

And Miaole and Miaoyan also entered the courtyard together and stood on both sides of the old monk, beware of accidents.

"I see that Master Huiming's Dharma is profound, and it is definitely not wild Zen, I don't know where it comes from?" Shi Qianqian asked.

"Lao Gu once heard the scriptures at the Ahan Temple, but unfortunately his wisdom was limited, and it was difficult to enter the realm of enlightenment."

Ahanji?

Shi Qianqian's eyes suddenly flashed, this Ahan Temple is also one of the three hundred and thirty-three temples of the Ten Thousand Law Sect, but now it has declined, and its reputation is a little unobvious.

But she happens to know something, this Ahan Temple can be regarded as the true founder of the Ten Thousand Laws Sect, uniting many Buddhist disciples to establish the Ten Thousand Laws Sect, taken from the meaning of the unity of all laws, it is said that the ancestor of the former Ahan Temple was transformed thousands of years ago, comparable to the gods and Buddhas.

Of course, it seems that it is actually a rumor now, otherwise Ahan Temple would have been a Buddhist holy place in this southern wilderness country for a long time, how could it have fallen to this point?

Wang Huan on the side did not know the mystery, but looking at Shi Qianqian's reaction, this Ahan Temple seemed to be a little special, but he knew that there were several powerful Buddhist temples in the Wanfa Sect, and there was no Ahan Temple among them.

The two did not sit for a long time, and there was nothing to see in such a small broken temple, and after chatting a few more words, they were about to leave.

Before going out, he happened to bump into Meng Yuan, who was leading the horse back.

When Wang Huan passed by him, she couldn't help but whisper, "Read a past life scripture to your masters and brothers as soon as possible."

Meng Yuan glanced at him and did not make a sound, but under Fang Caihui's eyes, the anger above this person's head had turned into a black cloud, and most of the ordinary people were killed when they went out, and they were repeatedly crushed.

This second prince of the king is afraid that he will die uncertainly.

He will not meet, this is his optimism about maggots and filth, he has some insight into his own insight, developed new functions, and occasionally shows people's luck and fortune.

These magical powers obtained by relying on playing are like a seed, and they need to be watered by him what they will grow, but the current growth seems to be good, and there is no crooked growth.

"Qianqian, what is special about Ahan Temple?" After leaving the broken temple, Wang Huan asked.

Shi Qianqian held her hair, Fang Cai always had a special feeling in that broken temple, she didn't care at first, but now after coming out, it was a little obvious.

"Ahan Temple has an ancient origin, it can be regarded as one of the origins of the Buddhist sect of the Great Yan Kingdom and even this Southern Wilderness Kingdom, but it has declined for some reason..." More

than ten days have passed since Wang Huan and the two arrived at Xiaofa Temple, and today's Luoxia Town seems to have returned to its former prosperity and stability.

The Wang family's merchant house once again pulled a large number of goods, merchant ships came and went, the dock was bustling, and people's hearts were gathered again.

But it was also at this time that a message reached Wang Tong's ears.

Rumble!

"Who the hell is against my royal family!" As the head of the family, Wang Tong had never been so gaffe, just because their Wang family's blood melting method of cultivating dead warriors was openly sold in the ghost market!

Don't look at the Wang family these days, it seems to be much more stable, but in fact, he has been secretly observing and looking for the enemy and traitor who attacked the Wang family, but he has not found anything at all.

The other party is like a poisonous snake, after biting you, it hides in the secret, such an enemy is much more difficult to deal with than the opponent on the open side.

After quickly regaining his composure, Wang Tong immediately ordered someone to call Wang Huan over.

The father and son sat opposite each other, and Wang Tong asked, "Huan'er, what do you think about this?"

"Diao Hu left the mountain, I'm afraid that the secret person saw that the defense at home is too strict these days, and it is difficult to start, so he came up with this plan to distract us."

Wang Tong nodded: "Robbing our blood boy and sweeping away our cottage seems to have been done by a relatively familiar force."

These all involve the core secrets of the Wang family, which ordinary people do not know.

Because Wang Kan's cooperation with Meng Yuan has successfully misled Wang Tong, making him think that some force behind this must be targeting them, and every day snowflake intelligence is sent into the Wang family, and the father and son now look at each other like people with bad intentions.

"Since this is the case, give them a chance, I will ask Wang Ling Laozu to go to the ghost market with you, and three days later, when the funds of the commercial house return, let's see how much appetite they have!"

The father and son immediately made a plan, and immediately went to report to the ancestor, and after obtaining consent, they began to deploy intensively.

That Blood Melting Foundation Building Method was obtained by the Wang family from an ancient ruin, and to some extent, it was indeed valuable, and it was undoubtedly a elixir for those cultivators with low qualifications and no hope of breaking through foundation building in their lives.

As for the side effects of not living long, if you don't break through the Qi training, won't you live long?

But when it comes to the foundation building realm, at least he is a small master, and he can live more comfortably.

For a while, many cultivators rushed to Yuanzhou City, and some large families also thought that this method could be used to cultivate dead warriors or family guards in the foundation building realm, after all, there were people, but there were far fewer people with foundation building qualifications.

At that time, the power of the family will inevitably usher in a skyrocketing in a short period of time.

Tomorrow evening is the day when the Wonju Ghost Market opens.

On the Wonju pier, a large ship with a king-character flag slowly drove in.

On the deck, Wang Huan and Shi Qianqian looked around, and they saw many acquaintances, many of whom came from the county town.

"Yo, Brother Wang, Qianqian girl, you are also here for that secret method?" A pockmarked young man stood on the deck of the large ship next door and said hello. The fact that the

blood melting foundation method came from the Wang family, Wang Kan did not release it, so that too many eyes now noticed that the Wang family was not what he wanted.

"Well, what news did Brother Qi know so early? For example, who is selling this secret method? The

young man surnamed Qi with a pockmarked face smiled and said, "I heard that it is a strange man named Mu Shi, his skills are not weak, these days they have all searched Yuanzhou City and have not found any trace of him."

The two got off the boat and walked together, and soon saw a few acquaintances, each of them inquiring and sharing news with each other, as if they were very familiar, but once they could eat alone, they would inevitably stab them backhanded, and the relationship was so complicated.

Wang Kan came out of his father's study, because he was just an ordinary person, so this plot did not involve him.

But he had already confirmed that Wang Huan was not at home, so it was fine.

Shifting the tiger away from the mountain? No, he is only interested in tigers.

A black crow slowly flew out of the town, fell into the broken temple, and was immediately caught by an arm.

"Ghost market..."