Reading to Become a God

After the young monk saw the monk in white clothes in front of him, for some reason, a strange feeling of disgust arose in his heart, and he did not answer the monk in white clothes.

Just at this time, a crisp figure appeared and said.

"Little monk, what are you doing? My senior brother is so rude when talking to you."

The young monk took a look and saw a little nun in white standing in front of him, with red lips, big jewel-like eyes, and a slight frown, looking at him like this.

Suddenly, for some reason, the little monk looked at the little nun in front of him with a hint of curiosity on his face. He wanted to take a closer look, but because the monk in white clothes on the side did not dare to come close, he could only keep staring with his eyes. she.

After the Black Emperor saw this scene, he directly slapped his bald head with his claws.

"I said that as a monk, why are you staring at your little nun like this? Haven't you seen it before? I know that you are not destined to become a Buddha, and you still want to burn the relics."

Of course, the claws of the Black Emperor were useless and had no power. The little monk only felt a slight headache and curled his mouth slightly. Instead of staring at the little nun, he walked aside and stood behind the greedy and angry monk.

The monk in white is the Buddhist disciple of the West Desert, Mo Ke. He glanced at the little monk, but didn't see anything. Then he looked at the little nun next to him. For some reason, he always felt that he was here this time. Wan'an Temple, is it wrong?

But he didn't think too much. Since he was already here, there was no need to hesitate, otherwise it would be inconsistent with his Buddhist heart. Then he looked at the Black Emperor and said directly.

"Is it enough to only need a hundred kilograms of energy?"

The Black Emperor looked at the Countermeasure West Desert Buddha in front of him and saw nothing. Apart from his extraordinary temperament and his ocean-like aura, the rest was similar to that of an ordinary monk.

He nodded. This was different from the feeling given to him by the Western Desert Buddha. Just like the previous Wanhua Holy Son, he couldn't see the details clearly.

Ximo Buddha smiled and put the two hundred kilograms of water directly on the table. The young monk hesitated and wanted to say something, but was stopped by the Black Emperor's eyes, so he closed his mouth.

When the Buddhist disciples in the West Desert all handed over a hundred catties of sources, everyone was speechless. The two people involved in this incident had handed over a hundred catties of sources. If they had any objections, then why not? It makes no sense.

"I think we should turn in the source as soon as possible, otherwise, we won't be able to find the best position."

"It must be. I would have handed it over if I had known it. One hundred kilograms of yuan is not much."

Then, under the leadership of Mo Ke, there were many beings who were like this. They turned over to the source just to get in early and want to see the Buddhist disciples of the West Desert and the Holy Lord Taiyi sit and discuss the Tao.

When Lei Kun and others saw this, a strange expression appeared on their faces. Ximo Buddha also did the same, which was equivalent to giving them a step to go down.

Immediately, tens of thousands of people rushed to hand over one hundred pounds to the source. In just half an hour, the Black Emperor had already made a lot of money, and the little monk also showed a happy smile.

When the Black Emperor was calculating the source, he looked at the young monk as if he was a money man, and suddenly said with disdain.

"You're a greedy little monk, you don't have any awareness of spiritual practice. What's wrong? You've fallen in love with this little nun, and you're not willing to pay her for the incense?"

After hearing what the Black Emperor said, the little monk looked around and saw that the crowd had begun to thin out. Then, after thinking for a while, he looked at the Black Emperor and the greedy and angry monk in front of him and said directly.

"That little nun is actually not a human being."

not human.

Suddenly, the Black Emperor's heart changed, and the greedy and angry monk was also stunned. He seemed to be a little doubtful about what the young monk just said.

However, in the past few days, Ye Chen told them that the young monk was born with the Buddha's body, and the old monk used his life's strength to condense all his immortal power into a relic, which he placed in the small In the body of the monk.

With such a talent, one can definitely claim to be the parent and child of a true immortal.

Such a person, once he appears, is like a protagonist. He is extremely talented. Even if he has no training, he can still see things that ordinary people cannot.

However, a living little girl stood in front of them, and now the little monk actually said that she was not a human being, so why couldn't they be excited.

"How did you tell?"

The big black dog asked, the Western Desert is a strange place. Just after arriving here, a true immortal and a little monk appeared. Now a little girl who is not a human appears. This pure land looks more and more... It's getting weirder.

The little monk shook his head. He didn't know how he saw it.

The two of them stopped asking questions. It seemed that this matter could only be answered by Ye Chen or Bai Ze. Then they looked at a group of people from the outside world. They were all people without sources. The Black Emperor waved his hand and asked everyone to answer. Casually, he took the young monk into Wan'an Temple.

A large group of people appeared in the entire Wan'an Temple, whether inside or outside the temple, or even in the void. In the courtyard of Wan'an Temple, Ye Chen sat cross-legged in the courtyard, without any emotion wavering.

"Amitabha, Donor Ye, nice to meet you!"

A disembodied voice appeared in everyone's ears. The Western Desert Buddhist Moko appeared in the yard with a faint smile on his face. Next to him was a little girl who was like a porcelain doll.

Ye Chen opened his eyes and saw the legendary Buddha from the West Desert. With a wave of his hand, a futon appeared at Moko's feet.

Moko bowed slightly, but Ye Chen said nothing.

The Buddha in front of him has a temperament very similar to Emperor Tathagata. To be precise, Emperor Tathagata's temperament is very similar to him.

"Donor Ye, your name is very well known not only to the gods, but also to me who is deeply in the Buddhist sect. People in the Buddhist sect are the most studious, so I came here to ask for advice."

When Mo Ke said this, he was very calm, as if he was talking about something insignificant, but Ye Chen smiled when he heard this.

"I guess you also know who did those two hands of Emperor Tathagata?"

Emperor Tathagata, who traveled around the world on behalf of Buddhism, participated in the Ten Thousand Races Sword Conference, and finally took the test in Kunlun Mountain, but during the battle, Ye Chen directly cut off Emperor Tathagata's two arms.

This is a great humiliation for Buddhism, and everyone believes that the Buddha's son came down from Mount Xumi and sat with Ye Chen to discuss the Tao is definitely because of the previous incident with Emperor Tathagata.

Is this meeting just a discussion of the Tao?

No one would think so. They expected that when the war broke out this time, Ye Chen would be too strong and someone would need to suppress him.