Xiao Ou got into the car excitedly. She found that the door of the car was very easy to open, as if it was opened by herself.

She didn't know that the car door was opened by herself.

The classic car flashed its headlights proudly, as if it was saying, "Did you see it? This is a sensible person!"

Fang Zheng shook his head and ignored it. After getting in the car, he put his hands on the steering wheel, pretending to be like he could drive, and casually stepped on the brakes.

However, the old car understood what he meant, so he started to gas, spraying out black exhaust, and as a car monster, it exuded a powerful and extraordinary motivation to pull the car behind him and galloped in the black storm.

In the car, Fang Zheng also noticed something wrong with Xiao Ou. He was a little afraid to look at Xiao Ou, so he simply pretended to be attentive to drive.

Xiao Ou just took a few glances at first, but later she found that the monk was quite thin-skinned, so she looked at him openly and exclaimed in her heart: "He is handsome and magical, and driving is so good. It's a pity that he is a monk. I can only see that he can't marry home as a husband, it's a pity..."

The old car slammed its tail and stopped at the entrance of Yizhi Temple. Fang Zheng got out of the car and called Xiao Ou into Yizhi Temple.

Xiao Ou greeted Lao Xiao and others.

Although Lao Xiao felt that it was almost the same as living in the temple and following the tomb at this time, he thought of the slap in the face before, and finally shut up and followed.

When everyone entered the yard, they found that a thick layer of sand had accumulated in the yard of Yizi Temple, and some of the buds that had just grown in the old tree were completely destroyed.

Fang Zheng didn't care about that much and pointed to the hall and said, "Get in."

Everyone was very obedient and entered the hall.

What surprised Lao Xiao was that he looked at the dilapidated building. After walking in, he could completely block the wind and sand outside! The overall house didn't feel shaking at all, as if it was a castle, giving people a very down-to-earth feeling.

Suddenly, Lao Xiao couldn't help but amazed: "This house is so strong."

Zheng Qiu nodded, his eyes full of confusion. He was a construction engineer, and he had built many houses and designed more. From his professional perspective, this should have been blown down by the wind anyway, so it could not be so strong.

But he didn't say much, didn't ask, just looked around.

Sun Xing took out the kettle and handed it to Xiao Ou to please Xiao Ou.

However, Xiao Ou obviously had no feelings for this father and son who were afraid of death. Her eyes were always aiming around Fang Zheng, which really made Sun Xing a little dissatisfied, but he could do nothing.

However, he still whispered: "Xiao Ou, stop watching, don't you think something is wrong with him?"

Xiao Ou frowned and looked at Sun Xing, a little unhappy.

Sun Xing immediately explained: "Not to mention how he let the light shine through the darkness on us, just like such a big wind and sand, he ran back and forth, and there was no grain of sand on his body. There was no dust at all... Is this science? Uncle Xiao said there was no building here, but this finger temple suddenly appeared; Uncle Xiao said that scientists had investigated it, there was no groundwater here, but here, is this science?"

Xiao Ou looked at Sun Xing suspiciously: "What do you want to say?"

Sun Xing lowered his voice and said, "You said, could he be a monster?"

Xiao Ou rolled his eyes immediately: "What a monster, will he save us? Can't he be a hidden monk, Buddha or something?"

Sun Xing said: "We can't think clearly about the monster's thoughts. If it were a real monk and a Buddha, how could this temple be so dilapidated? It makes no sense."

After saying this, Xiao Ou was speechless.

Monkey and others hid in the backyard, and only Red Boy was waiting for Fang Zheng in the hall. When he saw Fang Zheng coming back, he was relieved first, then frowned and said, "Master, the wind and sand are too strong, and I can't even sweep it. If this is blown for a few hours, our small temple will probably be buried."

Fang Zheng looked outside and was a little worried...

"Ding! Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. This time you saved seven lives and completed a one-time hidden mission, the real seven-level pagoda. You can specify the direction of the lottery to get the prize. Will you draw now?"

Fang Zheng was stunned. He saved people, but he could not save them, but also wanted to save them by saving seven people and get seven lottery opportunities to save the temple from his buried fate.

I never expected that there would be such a hidden mission!

Fang Zheng quickly said: "System, I can draw a treasure for me to solve the current problem... No, it is a treasure that burys the temple problem for a long time... No, I want the kind of treasure that can turn the desert into an oasis!"

"Ding! What you want is too expensive. With your current merits, please lower the standard."

Fang Zheng curled his lips: "Then you need a treasure or magical power that will solve the problem of burying the temple for a long time, right?"

"Ding! According to your current level of merit, the system has helped you to screen out rewards that meet the requirements, namely, the wind determination barrier, and use a permanent wind determination technique to use the target. The wind and sand can be determined within 500 meters of the target. Can you obtain it?"

Fang Zheng asked tentatively: "Is there anything else? This range is a bit small."

"It's gone, are you getting it?" the system asked.

Since there is no other way, what can Fang Zheng say? He can only nod and said, "Okay, just it!"

The next moment, Fang Zheng had a ball of Buddha's light in his hand.

The system prompts: "Puncture the Buddha's light into the corresponding target's body, and the target will have the ability to stabilize the wind. Note that the fixed wind barrier requires spiritual energy to be charged, and ordinary objects will not be able to support the consumption of the barrier."

Fang Zheng was stunned, then smiled bitterly and said, "Why didn't you say it earlier? I am the mortal world, where did the spiritual energy come from for you to consume?"

The system said: "At present, the ones that your entire temple can support it to operate are Red Boys and Salted Fish, and the other is the Bodhi tree."

When Fang Zheng heard this, he directly rejected the possibility of Red Boy and Salted Fish as a medium, because they were not sure when they would not be in the temple. If they went out of Wuxiangmen to do a task, there would be strong winds at home, and when he came back, he would probably have buried the sand and underground. There were too many variables and it was unreliable.

So he looked at the Bodhi tree and asked the system at the same time: "Red Boy, the salted fish are old monsters, they can support me and understand. But the Bodhi tree...it is a dying tree."

The system replied: "Although the Bodhi tree is an ordinary tree that is about to die, it is not ordinary. When the temple is prosperous backward, it will absorb incense and turn its will into spiritual energy to nourish itself. In addition, the bitter spring under the Bodhi tree is the water of the Lingshan Mountain, which contains spiritual energy. After absorbing the bitter spring water, it naturally absorbs the spiritual energy in it. These spiritual energy is enough to support the operation of the formation."

Fang Zheng understood that since that is the case, it seems to be the most reliable thing to give the fixed wind barrier to the Bodhi tree.
Chapter completed!