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But even if you want to grab it, can you grab it?

Pudu Cihang shook his head in his heart. What he just used was a time-traveling talisman that was not sold in the mall, which means that other group members would not be able to come here even if they had enough points, let alone compete with him for apprentices. up.

Otherwise, he wished that some group members would come and rob him!

Seeing the young man kneeling in front of the grave not far away, feeling the aura emanating from him, Rao already knew that his strength had declined because of the absorption of the soul body, Pudu Cihang couldn't help but feel sad born disgusted.

No matter what the reason is, low strength means low strength. If such a weak human being hadn't been ordered by the group leader and accepted the reward, I really wouldn't want to take him into my family.

Poor monk, I don't want to lose face, do I?

Purdue Cihang: "Amitabha, since you all have this kindness, how can the poor monk refuse? Please wait."

In the next second, Pudu Cihang turned on the live broadcast function.

I wanted to refuse at first, but the administrator sent a message, there is no way, you can take a look at it if you want, I will take it as a waste of face for the poor monk, and accept a useless apprentice under the eyes of everyone.

well!

In the group, Wei Wuxian and others saw that a live broadcast room was open, they clicked on it one after another, and put their hearts into it.

As soon as they entered, a movie featuring Purdue Cihang as the protagonist, ah bah, the picture appeared in front of them.

A few people were silent, watching intently, especially Wei Wuxian, this guy got a jug of fine wine from somewhere, drinking and watching, very comfortable.

Seeing that those people had all entered the live broadcast room he opened, Pudu Cihang squinted his eyes, and secretly reminded himself to pay attention to his image. Although he was destined to lose face, he couldn't lose face because of his own problems.

Style, you have to have style.

"I am a great virtuous monk, I am a great virtuous monk..." I closed my eyes and said it silently several times in my heart, and then, Pudu Cihang began to cast spells.

Opening the palm, a ball of golden light overflowed from the palm. At first glance, it looked very similar to Buddha's light, but it was not.

Raise your arm,

Throwing the golden ball of light into the sky, suddenly, a large piece of golden light enveloped the surrounding area, which looked extremely holy.

…………

In front of a grave in a bamboo forest.

Xiao Yan with a delicate face knelt here, lowered his head, and said nothing.

He was sad and angry.

He didn't understand why God would treat him like this, let him travel to this world, make him a genius, and then drive him into the dust when he was at his best, turning him into a good-for-nothing that everyone ridiculed and abused .

Three levels of fighting spirit...

Among the young masters of the Xiao family, he is the one with the worst cultivation!

But he is still the patriarch's son, and he was a genius before, the most outstanding genius of the Xiao family in the past hundred years.

Now, as long as he meets someone who knows him casually, nine out of ten he will mock him, humiliate himself, and trample on his dignity severely.

He is not reconciled, he is very angry, he wants to trample those who have humiliated him under his feet, make them pay a thousand times the price for their actions, and let them know how terrible it is to be angry!

But……

He can only think about it, now is different from the past, he is no longer a fighter, not a genius.

He can't even beat Xiao Ning's followers, so what can he use to get his revenge, what can he use to make those people pay the price?

"Ah! Why? Why?..." After all, unable to suppress the anger in his heart, Xiao Yan looked up at the sky, opened his mouth, and shouted hoarsely, his face was ferocious, very scary.

He didn't want to get angry, he wanted to live a peaceful and happy life, but he couldn't do anything, he couldn't control his anger, he was really...very angry!

"Buzz!"

At this moment, a dazzling golden light appeared, causing him to close his eyes quickly, and then, a sound like Sanskrit sound appeared.

Sanskrit?

These two words suddenly appeared in his heart, Xiao Yan was taken aback for a moment, and then his face changed drastically, not to mention how horrified he was.

"Who?" Because the golden light was too dazzling, he tried to open his eyes but failed. Hearing the sound of footsteps gradually approaching him, Xiao Yan hurriedly stood up, turned around and shouted.

"All conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles, like dew or electricity, and should be viewed as such. Donor, if you get angry, this will aggravate your hostility, damage your peace, and be detrimental to your future!"

In the golden light, Pudu Cihang walked towards Xiao Yan step by step with a Zen staff in his hand, raised his palm, and said to him gently.

"Benefactor?" Hearing this address, Xiao Yan's expression changed again, and he wanted to say something in his heart.

Did he time travel again just now or what happened, this is the Dou Qi Continent, where did the benefactor come from?

Ignoring the glare of the golden light, looking at Xiao Yan who stood up, closed his eyes, and faced him directly, Pudu Cihang nodded secretly.

Well, I want to take back my previous evaluation. Although my strength is a bit weak, but my temperament is not bad, it is a good material.

anger……

This thing is used well, but it can also increase strength, but I am now a great virtuous monk, and there are still people watching in the group, so I can't praise him in this regard, otherwise what would I become?

Others don't care, but the administrator who loves and loves at every turn definitely doesn't like anger, so I have no choice but to persuade him in this way.

Then, run the mana to let the golden light slowly dissipate.

As the golden light dissipated, Xiao Yan also gradually opened his eyes, feeling a little sore, but he could still see things clearly. After opening them completely, a kind-faced master dressed in a white cassock and holding a gilded Zen staff appeared in front of him. in his sight.

Grandmaster?

That's right, this was the first feeling Purdue Cihang gave Xiao Yan.

"Amitabha, poor monk Purdue, be polite!" Purdue Cihang smiled slightly at Xiao Yan, and made a Buddhist salute to him.

Xiao Yan: "..."

Amitabha? So, did I really time travel again?

Xiao Yan hurriedly looked around, and found that he was still in the small bamboo forest on the back mountain of Xiao's house, and his mother's grave was still behind him. Have crossed?

"Benefactor, what are you thinking, but if you have any doubts, can the poor monk clear up the doubts for the benefactor?"

As he said that, a white cloud appeared under Pudu Cihang's feet. First, he was driven up a few meters, and then he sat down, crossed his legs, and sat directly on the cloud. The mainland has a completely different style of painting.

"You, you are?" Looking up at Pudu Cihang, Xiao Yan felt that his throat was a bit dry, and asked in a hoarse voice.

"The poor monk Pudu, following the decree of the law, came here to find a benefactor."

"Look, why are you looking for me?" Xiao Yan didn't immediately ask the doubts in his heart, he took a step back in fear, and asked Pudu Cihang.

"Amitabha, benefactor, you have a predestined relationship with the poor monk!"

Xiao Yan: "..."