"The water of West Lake, my tears~"

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

“Ah~~~~ Ah~~~ Ah~~~”

Duke hummed a song and came to Jinshan Temple. This treasure temple was built in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Since its establishment, it has been repaired in times of time and has many ancient sites. The temple gate faces west and is arranged along the mountain. The mountains and temples are integrated with each other. The temples are lined up and connected by pavilions. The mountains are covered with magnificent buildings, which can accommodate tens of thousands of monks.

Although the mountain is not a famous mountain, what Baosha says is definitely not false!

Jinshan Temple is more than 500 miles away from Qiantang County, and it is not worth mentioning to Duke. It is just a swaying cloud.

In the legend of the White Snake, Xu Xian, who used all his lucky points to exchange for his wife, experienced two lawsuits and exiles, the first time he was sent from Qiantang County to Suzhou, and the second time he was sent from Suzhou to Zhenjiang.

It is precisely because I came to Zhenjiang, which is the territory of Jinshan Temple that there will be a series of subsequent bitter scenes.

If you want to confirm whether this world is the world of the Legend of White Snake, it is actually very simple. Just find Jinshan Temple. There is no need to look for the White Snake, nor do you need to look for Xu Xian, just look for Fahai. He is the abbot of Jinshan Temple and an old monk who has been for many years.

"I really don't understand why those people were looking for Xu Xian. It was easier to find a scholar in the vast crowd, even if they went to find his constable brother than to find him!" Duke stepped into Jinshan Temple while complaining about the stories of other time travelers.

The Taoist priest entered the monk temple so eye-catching. Duke turned into a scholar in white. He spent a sum of incense money to see the target of the trip, Mr. Fahai.

"Good! The donor recast the golden body for my Buddha, and his merits are immeasurable. Today's good deeds will bring good results in the future!" Fahai is not a polite monk. He is very serious. Duke's small money is thrown into pieces, and he doesn't even give him a smile.

After saying that, Fahai tested Duke's face and said that he was extremely expensive, and then left.

Duke rolled his eyes and it was not surprising that Fahai could not see his demonic body. When he was placed in Lingshan, he was a Arhat Fruit, and he could slap it into a small cake with a slap. However, what does this street fortune-telling fool mean? It is too perfunctory to say a sentence. Can someone who can take out real gold and silver to recast the golden body for the Buddha to be rich?

However, this also indirectly shows that Fahai is not a monk who is jealous of money, and the legend of the White Snake in this world has not gone astray.

"How great it would be that if it was a young version of Fahai, I would collect those two snakes myself."

Duke sighed and used a trick to trick him. He waved his hand and swept away the incense money in the temple. The Buddha statue in the hall did not respond...

When I first arrived, I couldn’t do it without money. It just so happened that the Buddhists were compassionate, so the Buddha would definitely not mind.

What, you said Duke donated real money before?

hehe……

After taking the money for Buddha to change his clothes, Duke felt a little relieved. After returning to Qiantang County, he immediately bought a large mansion.

Not a big family, nor a servant or a housekeeper, Duke sat cross-legged on the futon in the room, closing his eyes and concentrating. In front of him was a flower scroll with the word "Tao".

Duke felt a lot when fighting with Buddhism, but the most thing was that he would never become a saint and become an ant. This feeling was obtained from other prehistoric Dukes. Duke had been deeply convinced before. After personally experiencing the power of the Seven Treasures Tree and the Nine-grade Golden Lotus, he agreed even more.

Before Zhunti and Jie Yin even met, his two trump cards were beaten up by the air. If he met a real person, wouldn’t he really have to go to Lingshan to be a Buddha grandmother!

Duke feels very crisis, it's time to work hard!

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

That’s right, practice or something, how can you come quickly when you hold your thighs!

Duke decided to start with himself, try to hold his legs, and strive to get to the level of saint as soon as possible. There is nothing to be ashamed of. He became stronger by himself, be upright and upright, hold his legs down to earth, and does not rely on external objects. Why should he be embarrassed?

However, before this, he would first study the five-colored divine light. In the battle with the peacock, the two of them were excited and returned to their original state to restore the power of yin and yang, and at the same time it also triggered the yin and yang energy in his body.

This is a good omen. The Yin and Yang Qi, which had not moved for five hundred years, was finally willing to respond to him. Duke thought that if he could master the magical power of the Yin and Yang Qi, even if he couldn't hold his thigh, he could go further. At least when facing the saint, he had another powerful trump card.

So, Duke pondered the five-colored divine light during the day to reverse the yin and yang, fell asleep at night, and went to the unknown space to wait for the arrival of new thighs. He had to grab both hands and both hands were hard, and one would succeed!

Unfortunately, after persisting for more than half a month, he couldn't bear it. The Dukes in the unknown space were poisonous. I did meet a big boss two days ago, but it was a big boss. The big boss's harem surged with a batch of "big waves of long hair". After a series of memories were exchanged, he tossed and turned in the bed, but couldn't sleep.

Duke said that it hurt a lot. He looked back and forth hundreds of times and swept through the major music shops in Hangzhou. Only then did he feel bored.

"I want to corrupt my heart of Tao..."

...

On this day, Duke continued to endure the five-color divine light, but his progress was not satisfactory. He couldn't find the trick at all. He thought about it and decided to go out and change his breath.

Duke did not go to Yuhang Town because he had inquired before that there was no so-called Nanzhao Kingdom, no Shushan, and no demon locking tower in this world. Of course, there would be no descendants of Nuwa and Li Xiaoyao.

Duke left the house, and the style of the scholar in white was useless. Jinshan Temple lost a lot of gold and silver, looking for suspects all over the world. He was afraid, but it was too unlucky to be blocked by a group of bald heads. He really didn't want to cause trouble in this world.

Duke defined the world of the Legend of White Snake as a transitional world. He was teleported by the Haotian Mirror and could feel some spatial rules. By the day he straightened out the rules, he could worship this world.

God is very disrespectful today. A cloud covers Qiantang County. Fortunately, the rain is not heavy, and the slanting wind and drizzle are a unique scenery with the ancient town.

Duke walked on the street with an oil-paper umbrella, pretending to be a young scholar, and trying to see if there were any vixen to come to his door. The streets of the ancient town were covered with blue bricks and stones. Because there were not many pedestrians coming and going, the shops on both sides were also reduced compared to before, and only the tea shops were still crowded.

The vixen didn't wait, but waited for a funeral team. The leaders were two men with red eyes, one young man and the other young man, wearing mourning clothes and scattering yellow paper.

There were no vixen, no female ghost, no weak woman selling herself to bury her parents, and no playboys. Duke looked at her and ignored her.

There were two black coffins in the team, one in front and one behind. When the team passed by, the sound of laughter on the street became much smaller. Duke sat by the window of the tea shop and suddenly heard the conversation on the side. Only then did he realize that the young man wearing mourning clothes was named Xu Xian, and the young man next to him was his brother.

Duke was not surprised. Xu Xian lost his father and mother when he was a teenager. It was his brother who provided him with his studies and brought him up. Xu Xian's cowardly personality was also due to his parents' death prematurely. Compared with his peers, he worked much harder when he was a child and often went out to collect herbs to earn money to buy books.

Looking at Xu Xian who had no two taels of meat on his body, Duke raised his eyebrows. He was too thin. Can this body stand up to 24 hours of fucking? Even if he survived the white snake, the bald heads of Jinshan Temple, which were like wolves and tigers, could not resist it!

The funeral procession passed by, and Duke did not withdraw his gaze until he disappeared on the street, grinning and smiling.

That night!

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

In the Xu family's yard, the brother fell asleep on the bed after a busy day. Xu Xian looked at his tired brother, reluctant to light a candle, put on a single dress, and then the moonlight recited ancient books in the yard.

"The fire is fierce, and the people are afraid of it, so they rarely die..."

When a young man read, he could not understand the principles between the lines. He only knew that this paragraph was very important and needed to be examined. This has been the case throughout the ages and the present, and it was nothing more than rote memorization!

Xu Xian shook his head and recited the original text, trying hard to recall the teacher’s explanation, deepening the impression in his mind.

"Shui is weak, people... people..." Xu Xian patted his head in annoyance. He could not remember the day he had just remembered yesterday.

Suddenly, a sound came from the yard, and the following text was taken: "Water is cowardly and the people are flirting with each other, and they will die!"

Xu Xian nodded repeatedly when he heard this: "Yes, yes, yes, people will be flirting with and playing with it, and many people will die..."

As he was talking, his face changed, and he suddenly jumped away from the spot, looking at the shadow of the wall and courtyard. Although there was no one, there was a sound coming out. Could it be that he was a ghost?

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

"Young man, come here..."

Kong You's voice sounded again, which made Xu Xian's scalp numb, and he was about to faint when he rolled his eyes. Suddenly, a breeze lifted him out of thin air and slowly brought him to the corner of the wall. Xu Xian opened his mouth and wanted to call for help, but he couldn't make any sound.

Just as Xu Xian closed his eyes and waited for death, the breeze that held him to dissipate and squatted. Xu Xian grinned and supported his hands to escape. As a result, a foreign object was touched in the palm of his palm. He picked it up and saw it was a simple black ring.

The ring was a little old, looking ordinary, but exuded a fatal attraction. Xu Xian forgot to fear for a moment, and a burst of desire arose in his heart, putting the ring on his index finger.

Suddenly, Xu Xian grabbed the ring and wanted to take it off. The ring was as if it had taken root and could not be removed.

"Ding! Your gold finger is online!"

"What!?"
Chapter completed!