"I would rather turn into a flame with you~"

“Ah~~~Ah~~~Ah~~~”

Duke hummed a song and came to Jinshan Temple. This temple was first built in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Since its establishment, it has been repaired for generations and has many historical sites. The temple gate faces west, and the layout follows the terrain of the mountain. The mountain and the temple are integrated. There are halls and pavilions connected to each other. The mountain is full of magnificent buildings and can accommodate tens of thousands of monks.

Although the mountain is not a famous one, the description of the treasure temple is definitely true!

Jinshan Temple is more than 500 miles away from Qiantang County, which is not worth mentioning to Duke. He can just ride on the clouds to get there.

In the Legend of the White Snake, Xu Xian, who used all his luck points to exchange for his wife, was involved in lawsuits and exiled twice. The first time, he was exiled from Qiantang County to Suzhou, and the second time, he was exiled from Suzhou to Zhenjiang.

It is precisely because of coming to Zhenjiang, the territory of Jinshan Temple, that a series of subsequent sad dramas will take place.

Looking at Xu Xian, who had no flesh on his body, Duke raised his eyebrows. He was too thin. Could this body withstand 24 hours of basic exercises? Even if he survived the White Snake, the group of wolf-like bald men in Jinshan Temple would not be able to withstand it! The funeral procession passed by, and Duke did not look away until it disappeared on the street. He grinned.

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Duke was not surprised. Xu Xian lost his parents when he was young, and it was his brother-in-law who supported his education and raised him. Xu Xian's cowardly character was also due to the early death of his parents. Compared with his peers, he had a much harder time when he was a child, and often went out to collect herbs to earn money to buy books.

Suddenly, a voice came from the courtyard, continuing the following: "Water is weak, and people play with it, and many people die!"

After saying this, Fahai read Duke's face, said he was invaluable, and then left.

“Good! The donor has recast the golden body of Buddha for me. The merit is immeasurable. The good deeds done today will surely bear good fruit in the future!” Fahai was not a monk who could say polite words. His face was very serious. When Duke threw small coins at him, he didn’t even smile.

It was not a wealthy family, and they did not have servants or housekeepers. Duke sat cross-legged on a cushion in the room with his eyes closed, concentrating. In front of him was a scroll with a large word "Tao" written on it.

Duke walked on the street holding an oil-paper umbrella, pretending to be a pretty boy, to see if there was a vixen coming to his door. The streets of the ancient town were paved with green bricks and stones. Because of the drizzle, there were not many pedestrians, and the shops on both sides were also less crowded than before. Only the teahouse was still crowded.

A Taoist priest entering a Buddhist temple was too eye-catching, so Duke transformed himself into a scholar in white clothes, paid some money for incense, and then met the target of his trip, the old monk Fahai.

Duke defined the world of Legend of the White Snake as a transitional world. He was teleported by the Haotian Mirror and could feel some of the rules of space to some extent. When the day comes when he has sorted out the rules, he can say goodbye to this world.

Unfortunately, he couldn't stand it after persisting for more than half a month. The Dukes in the unknown space are poisonous. He did meet a big boss two days ago, but he was a big boss in the inner circle. The big boss's harem has increased by a group of "long wavy hair". After a series of memory exchanges, he tossed and turned in bed and couldn't fall asleep.

Duke did not go to Yuhang Town because he had inquired before and learned that there was no so-called Nanzhao Kingdom, no Shushan, and no Demon Locking Tower in this world. Naturally, there would be no descendants of Nuwa and Li Xiaoyao.

There were two black coffins in the procession, one in front and one behind. When the procession passed by, the laughter and chatter on the street became much quieter. Duke was sitting by the window of the teahouse when he suddenly heard the conversation next to him. He found out that the young man in mourning was named Xu Xian, and the young man next to him was his brother-in-law.

Duke rolled his eyes. It was not surprising that Fahai failed to see his demon body. If he was placed in Lingshan, he would be just an Arhat. He could slap him into a pancake with a slap. But what was the meaning of this street fortune-telling-style deception? The phrase "priceless" was too perfunctory. How could someone who could take out real gold and silver to recast the Buddha's golden body not be rich? However, this also indirectly showed that Fahai was not a monk who was greedy for money. The Legend of the White Snake in this world was not off track.

Duke felt secretly happy after taking the money from the Buddha to buy new clothes. After returning to Qiantang County, he immediately bought a big house.

What, you said Duke donated real money before?

"Young man, come here..."

That night!

The empty voice sounded again, and Xu Xian's scalp went numb and his eyes rolled back, and he was about to faint. Suddenly, a breeze lifted him up and slowly brought him to the corner of the wall. Xu Xian opened his mouth to call for help, but no sound came out.

As he was speaking, his face changed, and he suddenly jumped away from where he was standing, looking tremblingly at the shadow of the wall. There was clearly no one there, but there was a sound coming from it. Could it be that he saw a ghost?

Just as Xu Xian closed his eyes and waited for death, the breeze that supported him dissipated, and he fell to his buttocks. Xu Xian grimaced, and tried to escape by supporting himself with his hands, but he felt a foreign object in his palm, and when he picked it up, he saw that it was an ancient black ring.

Duke sighed and sighed, then used a trick to sweep away the incense money in the temple with a wave of his hand. The Buddha statue in the main hall showed no reaction...

"From today on..." Duke suddenly opened his eyes and vowed, "I will go to the unknown space every night to guard it. After a hundred or eighty years, I will definitely be able to catch a big boss!"

Duke exclaimed that the incident had done great harm to him. He went through his memory hundreds of times and scanned all the major music halls in Hangzhou, only then did he feel bored.

"It would be great if they got off track. If they were a young version of Fahai, I would have captured those two snakes myself."

God was very unkind today, with a dark cloud hanging over Qiantang County. Fortunately, the rain was not heavy, and the slanting wind and drizzle combined with the ancient town created a unique scenery.

After the clouds dispersed, the moonlight shone on Qiantang County.

Duke left home. The white-clothed scholar image was no longer useful. A lot of gold and silver were lost in Jinshan Temple, and the suspect was being searched all over the world. He was not afraid, but it was too unlucky to be blocked by a group of bald men. He really didn't want to cause trouble in this world.

That's right, cultivation is not as fast as hugging thighs! Duke decided to start with himself, work hard to hug thighs, and strive to enter the first level of saints as soon as possible. There is nothing to be ashamed of. He relies on himself to become stronger, live uprightly, hug thighs down to earth, and does not rely on external things. Why should he be embarrassed? But before that, he has to study the five-color divine light. In the battle with Peacock, the five-color divine light of the two people was agitated, returning to the original to restore the power of yin and yang, and at the same time, it also aroused the yin and yang in his body.

...That day, Duke continued to work hard on the Five-Colored Divine Light, but the progress was not as good as he expected. He could not find the trick at all. After thinking for a while, he decided to go out for some fresh air.

He hadn't even met Zhunti and Jieyin, but his two trump cards were blown up by Linkong. If he met the real person, wouldn't he really go to Lingshan to become a Buddhist grandmother? Duke felt the crisis, it was time to try hard!

"You think you can corrupt my Dao heart with just a little help?"

There was no vixen, no female ghost, no weak woman selling herself to bury her parents, and no playboy. Duke took a quick look and ignored it.

This was a good sign. The Yin and Yang Qi, which had not moved for five hundred years, finally responded to him. Duke thought that if he could master the Yin and Yang Qi, even if he couldn't get close to anyone, he could still go a step further. At least he would have another powerful trump card when facing a saint.

"Water is weak, and the people... the people..." Xu Xian slapped his head in annoyance. He couldn't remember what he had memorized yesterday.

"I really don't understand why those people are looking for Xu Xian. It's easier to find a scholar in such a vast sea of ​​people than to go find his brother-in-law, a constable!" Duke stepped into Jinshan Temple while complaining about the stories of other time travelers.

"The fire is fierce, and people are afraid of it, so few people die from it..."

How could a young boy understand the meaning between the lines? He only knew that the teacher said this paragraph was very important and would be tested. It has always been like this, and it is nothing more than rote memorization! Xu Xian shook his head and recited the original text, trying to recall the teacher's explanation and deepen the impression in his mind.

After the battle with the Buddhist sect, Duke had many feelings, and the most important one was that if you don't become a saint, you will end up being an ant. This feeling was originally learned from other prehistoric Dukes. Duke had always believed it, and after personally experiencing the power of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree and the Nine-Rank Golden Lotus, he agreed even more.

"Who? Who's there... Don't scare me..."

In the Xu family courtyard, his sister and brother-in-law had gone to bed early after a busy day. Xu Xian was reluctant to light a candle, so he put on a single piece of clothing and read ancient books in the yard under the moonlight.

The fox spirit didn't wait for the funeral, but instead waited for a funeral procession, led by two men with red eyes, a young man and a teenager, dressed in mourning and scattering yellow paper.

I have just arrived and I have to have no money. Fortunately, Buddhists are compassionate, so Buddha will surely not mind.

hehe……

So, Duke spent the day thinking about how to reverse the yin and yang with the five-colored divine light, and fell asleep at night, waiting for the arrival of a new leader in the unknown space. You have to grasp both hands, and both hands must be strong, and one of them will succeed!

Xu Xian nodded repeatedly upon hearing this: "Yes, yes, yes, if people indulge in it and play with it, many will die..."

The ring was a bit old and looked ordinary, but it exuded a fatal attraction. Xu Xian forgot his fear for a moment, and a desire arose in his heart, and he put the ring on his index finger.

Suddenly there was a sharp pain and Xu Xian grabbed the ring to take it off, but the ring seemed to have taken root and could not be taken off.

"Ding! Your cheat code is online!"

"What!?"

(End of this chapter)