Chapter 190 Adorably Cute Immortal Venerable (30)



A moment later, the Samsara Temple became lively again.

"Junior Brother, are you really already a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

"yes!"

What opportunity did you obtain?

"Ah, I've found this rabbit!"

Monks: Who asked you about the rabbit... We asked about opportunity, opportunity, opportunity, I'll say it three times because it's important.

The rabbit's smug face: In the eyes of the dim-witted little monk, this rabbit is more important than Buddha, absolutely no problem!

"I also met Buddha and a flower."

Where are the flowers?

"Here it is!" The little monk thought to himself, and a golden flower bloomed from his fingertips.

The monks were filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred: he had actually refined the Buddha Flower into a magical treasure; such an opportunity was truly unparalleled.

The crowd was chattering excitedly.

Abbot Jianzheng set up a barrier to isolate divine senses and prevent outsiders from spying.

He chanted a Buddhist prayer and said to Linghu Lan, "Please tell me what exactly happened, Benefactor Su."

Linghu Lan was smug. With a wave of her hand, thousands of Qiankun bags piled up like small mountains in front of her.

Praise me, praise me! I'm not afraid of you praising me too much, I'm just afraid you won't praise me enough.

The entire Samsara Temple fell silent.

The monks couldn't close their eyes: It's you, it's you, it's definitely you!

The proud and arrogant rabbit: Su Shijin, the expert robber. Damn it, this monster is practically my role model for life.

Upon entering the secret realm, the disciples exclaimed: "We're terrified, monk... No wonder they went easy on us!"

Abbot Jianzheng couldn't help but twitch his lips, "These things..."

"They're all mine!"

Monks: ...We have no interest in robbery...

Abbot Jianzheng sighed, waved his hand, and the spirit stones, divine herbs, pills, magic weapons, and talismans in the Qiankun bag were sorted into categories. He also removed the various marks from the Qiankun bag. This time, the Qiankun bag truly became ownerless, and it was impossible to trace it back to Linghu Lan.

The monk Jianzheng used a storage ring to pack the pills, talismans, and spirit stones and handed them to Linghu Lan. He kept the rest of the magical treasures and divine herbs for himself.

“Using these magical treasures will only bring disaster upon yourself, Benefactor Su. I have a lotus lamp here to give you. This magical treasure is enough for you to use until you reach the Void Realm. As for the other divine herbs, you don’t know how to refine pills, so keeping them is useless to you. I can exchange them for spirit stones. What do you think, Benefactor Su?”

Selling stolen goods is the second step in robbery, and Linghu Lan is a professional at this. She gladly accepted Abbot Jianzheng's kindness, bid farewell to the monks and the rabbit who looked at her with adoration, and then, with a wave of her sleeve, left with a pile of spirit stones.

My next goal in life is to seduce men!

Su Li, don't run away!

...

Su Li did not run away; he waited quietly for Linghu Lan outside the Samsara Temple.

"You were waiting for me!"

Su Li nodded with a smile.

Linghu Lan winked at him, and Su Li grinned broadly.

So fake!

Linghu Lan was not feeling well at that time.

I winked at you, but all I got in return was a fake smile.

It seems the flirting skills need to be upgraded.

You like me!

Su Li's ears turned bright red instantly. Was it too easy for her to fall in love?

He coughed lightly and said, "You owe me a favor."

"Hmm, and then what?"

"Give me some of the talismans that could summon heavenly lightning that day."

"Hahahaha!" Linghu Lan laughed heartily. "You've got to play games with me, now you'll be begging me for mercy." "No way!"

"Hmm? Why?"

“Because the way to make someone remember you forever is… to owe them money!” Linghu Lan hooked her arm around Su Li’s shoulder and whispered in his ear, “Owing someone a favor is the same!”

Su Li blushed deeply.

With a flick of his sleeve, Linghu Lan was sent flying, landing with a thud on the ground, her bottom nearly split in four pieces.

wipe!

Beating your wife!

If I don't beat you so badly you can't get out of bed, I'm not Linghu!

Linghu Lan's first grand ambition was born.

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