Every time, I signed a lot of money, and I almost couldn’t get off the stage.

The young holy monk is also very wise and has some understanding. He did not miss the opportunity and good fortune, and he realized the path and fruit of Bodhi in one fell swoop. He achieved the path of sincerity, which is considered a profound blessing.

"I just met an interesting person. I drew the lottery more than a dozen times, and he always placed the lottery. It's really funny!"

With Li Daoqing's current state, he can point out a few things at random. For others, it is good luck, great luck, and great blessing.

Seeing this, the young monk couldn't help but shake his head slightly, with a smile on his face, and put the wooden skewer into the tube.

"Donor, don't trust me completely, and don't trust me at all. Please be more careful!"

On the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, the grasslands are endless and green as far as the eye can see. The clear blue sky makes people feel relaxed and relaxed. The white clouds in the sky are extremely low, so holy and pure that you can reach them with your hand.

This man was wearing a waistcoat, a red monk's skirt, and a dark red cassock about twice as long as his body. He looked very young, with a delicate appearance, and his eyes were very clear, like a puddle of autumn water, reflecting everything.

Things, it seems that any violent things will become very peaceful when they see in his eyes.

All the monks gathered around the holy monk to protect him. When they saw him waking up, they all stood up and saluted, and congratulated him in unison.

"It's just that it seems a bit embarrassing to do that. Look at the immortals in myths and legends who don't pretend to be gods and ghosts and keep their posture high!"

"At that time, Sister Chen will understand that in this world, I am the only one who is worthy of her!"

"Why is the holy monk interested in asking for a signature?"

Li Daoqing and Tang Zichen were walking between heaven and earth, with an open mind, a quiet soul, and joy. Suddenly, they stopped at the same time, looked back, smiled at each other, and whispered.

Before he finished speaking, a wooden stick flew out. Tang Zichen stretched out his palm, like a stream of light, and caught the wooden stick in his hand. He glanced at it, and the corners of his mouth twitched. A smile appeared in his calm and cold eyes, and his eyebrows were crooked.

, with a smile overflowing, he looked playfully at Li Daoqing, whose face was ashen, and signed another one.

"That young monk indeed has spiritual roots, is naturally wise, and has attained the path to Bodhi. My enlightenment to him is not in vain!"

The young monk and Tang Zichen couldn't help but twitching at the corners of their mouths as they looked at the stick with the lower and lower marks. They thought that Li Daoqing was so powerful that he would change his life against the will of heaven and pulled out one with the upper and lower marks. Unexpectedly, it was still like this. Inexplicably, he had some thoughts.

The urge to laugh.

The old monk couldn't help but be stunned, and a bit of surprise flashed in his eyes. There are such unlucky people in the world. This must be such bad luck!

"I'm afraid this person is going to have bad luck, it's really rare!"

Tang Zichen and the young monk's faces were extremely stiff, and the corners of their mouths kept twitching. They were very speechless. After shaking the lotus tube so many times, they only got one up and down, and the others were all down and down. Is this what Li Daoqing said about changing one's fate against the will of heaven, and man can conquer nature?

, this probability is too small. Even if ordinary people are unlucky, they will not be so unlucky.

However, the holy monk suppressed his smile, looked solemn, glanced at the lotus tube, and swept his eyes across the monks. He looked solemn and said in a solemn voice.

"This sign is not allowed either!"

The young monk's eyes narrowed, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, a faint smile appeared, and his body twitched slightly. He seemed to be unable to control his urge to laugh, so he quickly lowered his head and tried very hard to control himself.

Li Daoqing's brows suddenly stretched, his eyes were full of joy, and a bright smile bloomed on his face. He showed off the top sign to Tang Zichen and the young monk. He was extremely proud, with a bit of excitement in his voice.

"Crack!"

"I have a feeling in my heart. I am afraid that your disciple has achieved the highest level of national martial arts, and has achieved the state of breaking the void and seeing the gods as indestructible!"

Li Daoqing felt a subtle mental fluctuation, and knew that the young monk in front of him had an extremely high spiritual level, and was one of the best among the masters he had ever seen. However, this young man's blood was not strong, and he probably had not practiced Kung Fu.

Only delving into the soul and spirit, what is pursued is the liberation and freedom of the soul, which is the path followed by Buddhist ascetics.

As soon as he finished speaking, a majestic figure appeared in the heart of the young holy monk, with a smile on his lips, and a thought flew out. A supreme true Buddha appeared and sat under a towering Bodhi tree. This Bodhi tree has colorful divine light.

, shining the whole world. Under the seat is a twelve-grade golden lotus, exuding compassion and peace. In front of him is an eight-treasure merit pool. Countless golden lotuses are swaying slightly with the water in the pool. They are bright and beautiful, and there are even golden carp in it.

Wandering. There are three big relics suspended above the head of the Buddha. They are white and round, with immeasurable light, immeasurable life, immeasurable wisdom, and wisdom shining in the heavens, enlightening wisdom and guiding the direction for all sentient beings. There is a place of endless faith in the void.

The power turned into a waterfall, gathering towards the golden body of the Buddha. The sound of reciting scriptures resounded in the sky, which was peaceful and stable, the supreme pure land.

"Hey, you have good mental and spiritual cultivation, and you can actually influence people's hearts. Which eminent monk in the Potala Palace are you?"

Li Daoqing withdrew his gaze, looked at Tang Zichen who was serious, nodded, and whispered.

"I have spared him three times. If he provokes me again, I will not show mercy!"

Tang Zichen nodded understandingly, Li Daoqing had done all he could to be benevolent and righteous, and if Wang Chao didn't realize what he was doing, he wouldn't be able to blame anyone even if he died.

The more Tang Zichen knew about Li Daoqing, the more he understood that Wang Chao was no match for Li Daoqing anyway, and challenging Li Daoqing would only lead to death.
Chapter completed!