Three monks, one middle-aged, one young and one teenager, were in their forties, twenty, and teenagers, all wearing old cassocks.

"Amida Buddha, please stay, two donors." The middle-aged monk spoke.

Master Prajna wrote: "Amida, are the three inheritors of Longyin Temple?"

As the name suggests, the inheritor means inheritance from generation to generation.

These three people carry the protection task of Longyin Temple. After the oldest inheritance returns to the oldest for a hundred years, they will go to the next generation and recruit a new inheritor, so that they can ensure that there will always be someone to be the guardian god.

Master Prajna admires inheritors very much, especially the thousand-year-old ancient temples like Longyin Temple. They are almost harsh in choosing disciples. They not only need amazing qualifications, but also have good character.

The most important point is to endure loneliness, because the inheritors are silently guarding behind the scenes. For example, the sweeping monk in the temple has been swept for 60 years. How many people can do it?

"Master Prajna, you and I are both Buddhists. The righteousness is so righteous. It is the supreme holy object of my Longyin Temple. It cannot be lost. Please forgive me." said the middle-aged monk.

"Since it is a treasure of Gui Temple, I won't interfere." After Master Prajna said that, he stood aside.

"Three masters, is my wife in there?" Ye Xiong asked directly.

"The female donor is indeed inside. Please rest assured that my master is compassionate. As long as she hand over the righteousness, my master will never make things difficult for her, Amida Buddha." What did the middle-aged monk do?

"No, I have to see her." Ye Xiong was about to break into it.

"Bold, are there any reason for you to seize our Buddhist holy fruit?" said the young monk angrily.

"Do not be rude in the precepts." The middle-aged monk scolded him and said, "If donor Ye doesn't believe it, you can wait here to ensure that your wife can come out."

Ye Xiong's eyes were spinning, thinking about countermeasures in his heart.

The monk who became a monk is the most pedantic. His wife's life is definitely not bad. What he is most worried about is the result of righteousness.

Yang Xinyi is kind-hearted and the sweeping monk is so wise. It is not impossible for him to hand over the righteousness of the truth after a few words.

It is not a solution to break through. Not to mention the sweeping monk, even the middle-aged monk, he may not be his opponent.

Ye Xiong was immediately in trouble.

Inside the temple and above the main hall.

Yang Xinyi was blocked aside, and a monk who swept the floor stood in front of her.

"Master, please let me out quickly, I want to see my husband."

Just now, Ye Xiong was slapped away by a palm, and she could see clearly. How could she not be anxious if that palm was so powerful?

"Don't worry, female donor, just now, I just wanted to retreat to the enemy and not hurt others. Your husband had nothing to do." The monk sweeping the floor replied.

"Even if he is fine, Zhang Chengfeng is staring at me. What if he hurt my husband while I am not here?" Yang Xinyi was so anxious that she couldn't settle down: "No, I must save my husband."

She said, and was about to break out.

"Female donor, if you want to go out to help your husband, please return the righteousness." The sweeping monk quickly stopped her.

"What if I don't give it?"

"If the female donor doesn't give it to me, I have to leave the female donor here until the day the female donor hand over the righteousness."

Yang Xinyi was very anxious. With her strength, she could not rush out at all.

If she didn't go out, she felt uneasy again.

At this moment, a call suddenly came from the inner world, and the evil spirit was talking to him.

Yang Xinyi sat down on the ground, closing her eyes on the surface and wanted to consider it, but in fact she entered the inner world to communicate with the evil spirits.

Although she was reluctant to communicate with the evil spirit, she had no choice but to do anything else.

Consciousness enters the inner world and comes to the ice and snow.

She slowly walked to the ice coffin because the seal on it had been torn off, and it would be useless even if she didn't get close to it.

Inside the ice coffin, a woman wearing white clothes and long white hair like a thumping cloth, sitting up from the ice coffin.

Although I have seen the woman in the ice coffin several times, Yang Xinyi will still be amazed every time she sees her.

There is no one else in this wise and appearance.

"Are you looking for me?" Yang Xinyi asked.

The evil spirit's eyes fell on the mysterious ice box on the snow. Yang Xinyi thought she had the idea of ​​righteousness and hurriedly said, "This thing is my husband, you can't rob it."

"Take it, at least one level can be increased, or even perfectly build the foundation, so you won't be moved?" Evil Spirit asked.

"My husband said that this thing is very important to him."

"This thing is important to any cultivator."

"Anyway, I can't give this thing to you." Yang Xinyi refused.

"Let's not talk about this thing for now. Tell me about the situation outside. I feel that you have used your energy. Have you fought with someone?"

Since the body was not occupied, the evil spirit did not understand the outside world, so he asked.

"Why should I tell you?"

Yang Xinyi kept Ye Xiong's words in her heart and didn't want to tell her anything, so as not to reveal flaws.

"Maybe you don't know yet. I have met Ye Xiong many times, and there is still an agreement between us." The evil spirit suddenly said.

"What, how is this possible?" Yang Xinyi was shocked.

Ye Xiong told her that he had slept well these days and never woke up in the middle of the night.

She thought it was the evil spirit who gave up the occupation of her body, but she didn't expect that Ye Xiong had lied to her.

"If I haven't used your body, why do you feel so tired every day, your hands and feet are sore, and you can't sleep enough?"

"I don't believe it, my husband won't lie to me." Yang Xinyi said anxiously.

"He is not for your own good. If he doesn't lie to you, will you rest so well in the past? You will have become a person who is not human or ghost."

"What bad things did you do with my body?" Yang Xinyi asked anxiously.

"I didn't do anything, I just stayed in the ice coffin for too long, I was lonely, empty and cold, so I went out to kill a few people and sleep with a few men." The evil spirit said casually.

Yang Xinyi's face changed drastically, her whole body trembled, her fingers pointed at the evil spirit's lips and kept moving, so excited that she couldn't speak for a long time.

"I'm just teasing you, I have a share in this body. I don't even let my husband touch you, so it will be cheaper for those men outside?" The evil spirit looked at her pale face and looked very despised: "I can't stand the scare at all. How can I cooperate with me to do big things in the future?"

Yang Xinyi just breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly said: "Is it between you and my husband..."

"I gave him the Xuanbing Box, and he promised not to live a married life with you within two months; if I help him seize the righteousness, he promised not to live a married life with you for half a year." The evil spirits said it all.

Only then did Yang Xinyi realize that Ye Xiong was not retaining his vitality and preparing to take medicine, but he just made an agreement with the evil spirit.

Thinking of this, she felt strange and very uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)
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