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Chapter 1039 Ye Zijin

    Chapter 1039 Ye Zijin


    Although there were people in the ancient realm who swallowed ancient foundation-building grass alive and became monks in the foundation-building stage, calling for wind and rain in the ancient realm, recruiting people and temporarily forming small forces to seize resources.


    There was an unknown monk in the Great Perfection of Qi Practice and Reverse Foundation Establishment Stage, and he was famous for a while.


    A female cultivator was drugged by a monk from the holy land. The male cultivator bravely defeated the monk from the holy land and went to the clouds and rain with the female cultivator. After the end, the male cultivator felt guilty. The female cultivator only said that this was an accident and actually had a secret relationship.


    A series of situations occurred, including the monks in the holy land secretly fighting for the position of the heir.


    But these have nothing to do with Xinding and Yu Youlan.


    In order not to leave the ancient realm in advance to attract attention, the two stayed in the inner hall for three days and didn''t go anywhere.


    In fact, it is mainly because of the calmness of the heart and fear of attracting attention. Yu Youlan is not afraid of coveting as a saint. She stayed in the inner hall to accompany her.


    The Chixiao Ancient Realm is closed, and everyone will automatically leave the Ancient Realm.


    "How did you gain?" Zhikong saw everyone coming out and was curious about their gains.


    "I only found one ancient foundation-building grass." Xinchen took out one foundation-building grass, and this was only found when the third day was about to end.


    "It''s good to find the foundation-building grass, please put it away." Zhikong comforted him.


    "I didn''t find the foundation-building grass, but when I was reborn, a ghost spirit fell."


    "This ghost''s fine quality looks good, you can buy two foundation-building pills."


    "I found one."


    "I found two."


    "I found six." The monk who practiced Qi Daxue said, and after that, he looked at his heart provocatively. He was the one who had previously proposed that the old monk teaches the new monk a lesson.


    "I actually found six plants!"


    “So amazing.”


    There were sighs one after another in the monk’s house.


    "Junior Brother Xinding, where are you?" The monk seemed to ask casually. He had never seen Xinding when he was in the ancient realm. He expected that this kid must have hid in fear and never looked for the foundation-building grass.


    I hesitated for a moment, and I always felt that this senior brother was provoking, but it seemed that there was no one.


    He took out a handful of ancient foundation-building grass from his arms and said slowly.


    "I found ten."


    "Ten plants?!"


    "How is this possible?"


    Everyone was surprised, and even Zhikong was a little surprised. Looking for foundation-building grass is not just as simple as luck, but it must also involve fighting. The mind is only at the seventh level of Qi training. How can you beat those who practice the nineth level of Qi training and the great perfection of Qi training?


    Just as everyone was surprised and envious, the crowd not far away became restless, and it was Yu Youlan who ran to this side.


    "Monkey Xinding, I''ll leave first, we''ll meet again!" Yu Youlan blinked at Xinding and showed a playful smile.


    This time it was not just the Martial Monks'' Academy. All the monks who came to participate in the Chixiao Ancient Realm were surprised. Yu Youlan had never shown such an intimate attitude to anyone!


    What happened to these two people in the Chixiao Ancient Realm? !


    I recited Amitabha Buddha in my heart, and didn’t understand why everyone’s reaction was so great. Everyone is a monk. Shouldn’t women be regarded as red and pink skeletons?


    …


    Xitian Temple, abbot''s courtyard.


    The black and white chess pieces on the chessboard were clearly distinguished. The tall old man in half-dressed with a gorgeous cassock had a expressionless face, and the old man in a coarse linen had a white zither and smiled.


    The old man with gorgeous cassock seemed to be frozen, and the dark son could not leave for a long time. Finally, he sighed lightly and stopped insisting: "Junior brother, you won."


    The old man in the coarse linen was not surprised by the result of the chess game: "Senior Brother Mingyu, you are too anxious to play chess."


    The old man with gorgeous cassocks is Master Mingyu, the abbot of Xitian Temple. Another is Master Minghuai, who is hiding from Xitian Temple and Master Minghuai who cleans the Sutra Pavilion.


    "You are right. I always feel restless recently and feel that something big has happened." Master Mingyu sighed, and he could only say this to Junior Brother Minghuai.


    "Major event?" Master Minghuai was puzzled. What big thing could they encounter in Xitian Temple.


    "I can''t say what it is, I just feel this way." Master Mingyu shook his head. He practiced Zen all his life and had some premonition about things in the dark, especially about Xitian Temple.


    "But it is also possible that I have been impatient in my practice recently and my mood is a little unstable." Master Mingyu smiled at himself.


    "When it comes to mental state issues, it''s not just me. Do you know that Ye Zijin?" Master Mingyu remembered another thing.


    "I heard that he was in trouble everywhere in the Buddha''s Kingdom, building temples, forging Buddha statues, and promoting false Buddhism?" Master Minghuai didn''t care much about external affairs.


    "It''s almost the same, but the most important thing is that he speaks very annoyingly. The elders all complain about him and have always wanted to catch him."


    Master Minghuai smiled indifferently, but it was just a trivial matter: "What can you say in anger? It seems that young people are not yet able to practice."


    Master Mingyu nodded: "I think so too, so I have never cared about Ye Zijin. I hope the elders can realize their shortcomings in this way and cultivate their state of mind."


    Master Minghuai picked up the broom and stood up to say goodbye: "I won''t chat anymore. There are thieves entering the Sutra Pavilion. I''ll go back."


    …


    On the first floor of the Sutra Library, a sneaky figure was looking for something everywhere.


    "Haha, you junior are so brave. You have stole things and came to this Sutra Pavilion."


    The figure was startled and didn''t expect that he would be discovered.


    He looked back and saw an old man swept the floor at the end of the corridor, and he didn''t know when he appeared here.


    “Goodbye!”


    The figure turned around and ran away.


    "Young man, don''t rush to leave, play chess with the old man?"


    The figure flashed and saw a chessboard in front of him, and the old man sweeping the floor sat opposite him.


    "Are you Ye Zijin?" The old man swept the floor with his eyes was turbid, but he saw through the identity of the figure at first glance.


    "Yes." Ye Zijin knew that she couldn''t escape, so she had to play chess honestly.


    The two of them were playing chess and chatting.


    "You can practice to the middle stage of fusion at a young age. So many people can''t catch you. You are young and promising."


    "Do you know that this chess is actually a person''s life. Whether it is a black piece or a white piece, you need to think carefully before you can make a move without regrets."


    "Old man, I''m old and I''m willing to nag a few more."


    "Senior, what do you say? It is a blessing for you to teach me."


    "There are not many young people like you who are willing to listen to the old man. In Go, layout determines the pattern, and in life, planning determines the future. You go astray and join the Inquiry Sect. The sea of ??suffering is endless and turns back is the shore, and now you still have time to turn back..."


    The old man who swept the floor saw that Ye Zijin was polite and not as annoying as the rumors, so he wanted to persuade him a few more words.


    Ye Zijin fell the last white piece, a little embarrassed: "Uh, senior, I won."


    The old man who swept the floor was stunned. He liked to play chess and had never lost. He didn''t expect that he would lose to a junior today.


    It was just a game of chess. The old man who swept the floor didn''t take it seriously. He stroked his beard and laughed: "I''m old and I''m useless."


    Ye Zijin quickly smiled: "You are still young."


    (This chapter ends)
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