Because I'm Afraid Of Pain, I Put All My Defenses On

Chapter 1602 The Scalper Who Cares About Economic Development

The monks couldn't imagine it, and they couldn't figure out that these words came from the mouth of Master Lingtai.

What happened to this sudden smell of chicken soup?

The supervisor, who has always been strict with the disciples of the monastery, would say such a thing for Wuhu. Is that guy really a genius?

"The prison..."

"Shhh, don't talk too much, look at each of you, it seems like half your life has been passed through the calamity on weekdays, and then look at others, it seems to lie down there and take a bath, learn a little bit!"

The Lingtai waved his hands, his face was serious, and he said leisurely, "I still have some things to deal with, let's take a step first, fellow disciples, let's get closer and closer in the future."

Immediately, his figure flickered and disappeared in place, leaving only the bewildered people behind.

"The prison doesn't care about it?"

"Is this a genius? Brother Lingtuo came to tell the poor monk earlier, but the poor monk still didn't believe it. From this point of view, this guy named Wuhu, is there really someone above him?"

"By the way, Master Lingtai really thinks that Wuhu walked up to the seventh floor of the stone pagoda by himself?"

Lingtang and the others looked at the area of ​​lightning and thunder in the distance, with complex expressions on their faces.

The shady, the proper shady, blatantly robbed the monks of their resources, and then used the thunder beads to force them into the water, which almost caused irreparable results, but after hearing that the other party had ascended to the seventh floor, the prison courtyard just let go of it?

That monk named Wuhu really has such great energy?

A quarter of an hour later, the thunder light above the sky dissipated, and the people in the mourning hall hurried back to their original place. They were devastated and in a mess. Not to mention that the ground was devastated by the thunder, the cave they worked so hard to dig was also collapsed. It took days and nights to dig out.

Looking at Li Xiaobai, he has long since disappeared.

"Goddamn Wuhu! Destroy my dojo, rob my treasures, poor monk and you are at odds!"

"This matter must be reported to Master Abbot, and he is invited to come and make a decision!"

"Who wants to go with the poor monk!"

The monks were furious, wishing they could eat his flesh and drink his blood raw.

Years of hard work and accumulation will all be in vain.

"The supervisor must have reported this matter to Master Abbot. This person from Wuhu can reach the seventh floor, which is enough to attract the attention of all Buddhists. Even going to the abbot will not help. They will only think that the monks of Lingyin Temple are disregarding the overall situation and the situation requires Open it, let's find another way!"

"Using public opinion to defeat Wuhu, as long as it puts pressure on the top management, it must not let it go!"

There was a strange light in the mourning hall's eyes. Although he hadn't been robbed of the treasure, he couldn't swallow this breath. Since he couldn't be bright, he would come to the dark.

He has a lot of ways.

...

at the same time.

the other side.

Li Xiaobai traveled far and far, and managed to find a magnificent building, where many monks were coming and going. On the golden temple, dragons and phoenixes danced and wrote three big characters, Mission Hall.

The promotion of defense power to the third level of the imaginary realm already has the confidence to walk alone in the rivers and lakes. If this level of cultivation is placed in any sect, even if this promotion speed is placed in any sect, it is a genius among geniuses.

"Amitabha, Master, please announce your name!"

An old monk in front of the door stopped Li Xiaobai's way and said with a smile.

"Amitabha, little monk Wuhu, I have seen the master."

"I'm going to practice in Lingyin Temple today, please trouble the master to make a concession so that the little monk can accept the task."

Li Xiaobai also nodded, and said politely.

"Amitabha, to be honest, I have been here for three days, and the missions in this mission hall will be updated every seven days. There are still six full days before the next update. Master Wuhu wants to accept good missions. I'm afraid there is little hope."

"Six days is enough to distance you from other masters, but it's a coincidence that I still have two tasks here, the big one is 50, and the small one is thirty. If the master wants it, he can take it." go."

The old monk came closer and said mysteriously.

Li Xiaobai understood in seconds, Ma De is a fucking scalper, and the one who resells is the task of the mission hall. After staying here for three days, doesn't it mean that the mission of the mission hall is monopolized by the other party?

"What about the big portion, and what about the small portion?"

"To capture spirits, large quantities of spirits are naturally powerful, but also have more merit points. Small portions of spirits are common, and the merit points that can be obtained are only for daily expenses."

said the old monk.

"Have a big one."

Li Xiaobai said.

"Master Naguan has an extraordinary bearing between his brows. Even if you want a big monster, it will not be enough for you. Since you have just entered Lingyin Temple, it must be extremely scarce for merit. I will take care of you and make an exception and give you a big one."

"One hundred rare earths."

The old monk took out two scrolls, looking like I am doing it for your own good.

"You have to know that on weekdays, the old monk only sells one share. If you give too much, it will break the market balance. It is not good for the economic development of Lingyin Temple. It is really good if everyone is good!"

"The master can have such a mind and insight, and I admire it very much."

Li Xiaobai threw out 100 pieces of rare earth resources and took the scroll. He was a little speechless. It was the first time he saw such an awe-inspiring scalper. The task of reselling the temple actually took into account the economic development of the temple. This scalper can deal with it. What a monopoly.

"It should be. The old man is also serving the disciples of the sect. The scrolls are very formal, but they have not been handed by the mission hall."

The old monk waved and said righteously.

Li Xiaobai unfolded a scroll, on which there was only one line of writing, "Hundred Thousand Mountains, Northwest Direction, Capture Mind Level Spirit Monsters."

"What is the meaning of this mind-level spirit monster, and what kind of existence is a spirit monster?"

Li Xiaobai looked at the old monk and asked, the mourning hall and others revealed a little bit before, it seems that it cannot be regarded as a monster.

"Spirits are a species born from the power of Buddhist belief. They are formed by the convergence of the power of belief. There are many monks in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, and naturally there are many distracting thoughts. This ghost is an aggregate of distracting thoughts."

"Although it is formed by the power of faith, it is indeed full of destructive desires. Different levels of power of faith give birth to spirits of different levels, which are divided into body level, mind level, soul level, and divine level. Level 1 is already extremely difficult to deal with, spirits and monsters are very cautious, and the master is new here, so don't follow their way."

The old monk accepted the money with a smile on his face, knowing everything.

Li Xiaobai nodded, he understood that spirits are the accumulation of bad thoughts eliminated from the body by monks during the process of practicing Buddhism, and become spirits after being baptized by the power of faith.

The only doubt is, even if bad thoughts are eliminated, why does he feel that this group of monks is still a group of sanctimonious hypocrites?

This idea is not thorough enough...