"Damn it! Let me go! Let me go!"
The sharp and unpleasant sound, and the sound waves that shook the head made people dizzy and numb.
However, no matter how loud his voice was, he was eventually suppressed by Fakong.
However, the shaking appearance of the other jade boxes still made Fakong frown.
"Little donor Shen, I'm afraid I can't discuss the exchange with you right now. I must quickly suppress these things under the pagoda! But little donor Shen, you can rest assured that I will never break my promise!"
Fakong, who was suppressing several jade boxes with one hand, finished this sentence quickly. Shen Qingyi nodded hurriedly. Seeing this, Fakong stopped talking nonsense, swung his cassock, wrapped several jade boxes, and disappeared from the spot in a flash.
Shen Qingyi and his master were left staring at each other.
"Master... do you want to go and help?"
She Zijiang shook his head.
"Fakong has that ability."
It’s not that She Zijiang is confident in Fakong, but that none of the keepers of Luokong Temple from ancient times to the present are good-for-nothings.
Moreover, there are eighteen Vajras guarding every direction of Luokong Temple.
Not to mention the great monks in the temple, both in the open and in the dark.
The two major Buddhist temples in Yunze Continent are not just for show.
Otherwise, with so many demonic sects, why can we fight against them with just two large Buddhist temples?
Hearing his master say this, Shen Qingyi felt much more relieved.
However, She Zijiang was truly shocked by his disciple's actions.
However, with so many evil creatures and monsters around, She Zijiang felt increasingly uneasy.
Perhaps the danger Shen Qingyi encountered was even more dangerous than they all thought...
"Qingyi...promise Master that you won't try to show off in anything."
Feeling his master's worry, Shen Qing raised his eyes.
"Master, Qingyi cherishes his life very much."
Of course she cherishes her life, but on the premise of cherishing her life, she has a bottom line for living.
Fakong was gone for three days.
During these three days, Fakong asked his disciples to take the two of them on a sightseeing tour of Luokong Temple.
When she arrived at the cafeteria, Shen Qingyi originally had no intention of going in. After all, in her understanding, most of the Buddhist monks in the temple were vegetarians.
Regardless of whether she is only interested in meat, her personal taste tends to be heavier.
It should be said that most of the cultivators in the entire Eastern Region have a heavy taste.
However, She Zijiang took her into the kitchen of Luokong Temple.
"Although Buddhists are vegetarians and their dishes are mostly light, they do have a unique flavor. Why don't you give it a try?"
After hearing what his master said, Shen Qingyi still had some doubts in his heart, but he followed him in.
However, those white and fat people with heads full of almost green vegetables made Shen Qingyi still a little suspicious.
But he also picked up the bowl and chopsticks, ordered some dishes, and asked for a steamed bun.
Under She Zijiang's gaze, Shen Qingyi took a bite of the steamed bun.
The delicate and soft steamed buns gave off a refreshing fragrance that spread along Shen Qingyi's teeth, causing him to pause while chewing.
"How is it? Isn't it unique?"
Shen Qingyi nodded honestly and picked up another piece of food with chopsticks.
It's crisp and refreshing, and the fragrance of the wood spirit vegetation is well processed.
"Every year, many monks come to Luokong Temple to buy their steamed buns and dishes."
In fact, big forces like Luokong Temple and Lingdao Sect all have their own characteristics, and dishes are one of them.
Just like the dishes made by Chef Six of the Lingdao Sect cafeteria, which Shen Qingyi particularly liked. Although Chef Six was a spiritual chef, he was also trained as a key person by the sect.
A sect needs all-round talents, not just those who can practice and fight.
"Besides, your uncle Chi Yu really likes to eat this mantou."
"Then can I buy some from Luokong Temple when I go back?"
"Of course, maybe you can buy some more."
Although there are regulations that the food sold in Luokong Temple cannot exceed a certain number per person, based on what Shen Qingyi has just done, selling more food should not be a problem.
After they finished eating, the two of them visited several scenic spots in Luokong Temple under the guidance of Fade.
In the evening, Shen Qingyi returned to his own room.
"The spirit of the Bodhi tree has been observing you all today."
Pankong's voice sounded.
Ever since they followed Fade to visit the Bodhi Tree Sea, that vague spiritual consciousness has been lingering on Shen Qingyi.
A wood spirit that has reached the great perfection of the Nascent Soul stage.
"He seems quite interested in you."
There was a smile in Pankong's words.
This little girl also has a faint scent of wood spirit on her body. Wood spirits are all sensitive to each other, just like when Tianyuan followed Shen Qingyi, he smelled the scent of Ah Qing on Shen Qingyi.
Now Shen Qingyi is covered by the space and qi-transmitting magic tools. Although the smell is very faint, the Bodhi tree is there. In addition, they are now in someone else's territory. Under the ground they stand on are the roots of the tree.
Moreover, Shen Qingyi possesses the power of merit and faith that is admired by Buddhists.
"It seems that I have to hide my aura without delay."
Shen Qingyi planned to propose the idea of returning to the sect to his master after touring the Bodhi Tree Sea.
They have been out for nearly three years, and now the situation in the Fallen Angel Realm is getting worse and worse. As the master of Tianshui Peak and a powerful figure in the Lingdao Sect, their master naturally has things to take care of and his own responsibilities.
It's impossible to travel with her all the time.
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