Fang Mu was in the scriptures and the sound of Buddha, and felt like a small boat in the storm, and there was a possibility of capsizing at any time.

Inside the Blood Evil Gun, Nan Li stretched out his white and tender little hand, and patterns appeared on his hand.

Fang Mu maintained his only remaining rationality and said, "Don't do it."

Now is the time to harvest leeks. If Nan Li takes action and causes losses to leeks, it will be a big loss.

The array pattern flashed for a moment, and Nan Li seemed to be struggling. After a while, his white and tender little hand was retracted.

The monk in white put his hands together and said, "There are many kinds of greed. Generally speaking, we have the greed of wealth, sex, fame, food, and sleep of the five desires."

"A person's life is to roll around in this and thus spend our whole life."

"Because we are greedy for these five desires and are willing to be bound by it, we become its slaves and let it lead the nose with peace of mind."

"Donor, have you realized it?"

Fang Mu held his head, and the mind in his eyes gradually disappeared until it was completely occupied by greed.

"Ding, attacked by the greedy spirit, straight male will +1."

At this time, a sound rang in my mind, making Fang Mu's consciousness a little clearer.

Greedy spirit? Greedy spirit!

Fang Mu raised his head, and a reminder kept coming from his mind.

"Ding, attacked by the greedy spirit, straight male will +1+1+1..."

As the prompt sound continued to sound, Fang Mu's consciousness became clearer and clearer, and the greed in his eyes slowly faded away from the prompt sound.

"Ding, being attacked by the greedy spirit, gaining skills - Iron Straight Man."

The last trace of greed in his eyes disappeared, and a stream of information was passed into Fang Mu's mind, and Fang Mu's eyes returned to clearness.

The illusions around disappeared, the dark night disappeared, and the stars in the sky disappeared.

Fang Mu looked back and saw that he reappeared in the temple.

The monk in white raised his head, and the phantom on his face had disappeared, replaced by the word "greed" written in blood.

Fang Mu took the Blood Sword Spear expressionlessly and stabbed it with one shot.

"Useless, donor!" The monk in white clad his hands together and sighed.

The Blood Sword Spear was easily penetrated, and the power of thunder and fire did not cause any damage to the monk in white.

Fang Mu frowned and said to himself: "Are you still not causing any harm?"

The monk in white put his hands together and said, "The world is full of suffering, and the world is difficult. If you don't transcend it for a day, the disaster will last forever."

"I am one of the thousands of worlds. I am immortal, and I am immortal."

"You are just greedy." Fang Mu sneered.

Judging from the prompt sound just now, this monk in white is called Greeding. If the word "Greeding" is removed, it will be Greeding.

The monk in white shook his head and said, "What do you say I am? What do I mean? What others say I am? I am greedy, not greedy."

"I am your father." Fang Mu replied shortly.

The monk in white breathed and seemed to be shocked by Fang Mu's actions. Just as he was about to say something, he shook his head and the surroundings of his body began to turn into ashes.

The ashes slowly dissipated, and from his legs to his hands, to his chest, they all turned into ashes.

Fang Mu looked at all this coldly, holding the blood spear in his hand steadily.

Before the monk in white dissipated, the voice came out again: "It's so difficult to get rid of it in the world..."

"boom!"

After the monk in white said this, he completely disappeared.

At this time, the temple began to shake and then collapsed rapidly.

Fang Mu had no time to go out, so he supported the membrane of mind power.

Outside, after the temple collapsed, it turned into a pile of ruins.

"boom!"

In the ruins, a ray of thunder and fire soared into the sky, and Fang Mu shot out of the ruins and landed steadily on the ground.

The surrounding scenery has begun to change, starting from the distant edge, constantly turning into pieces and disappearing.

In front, a white door appeared.

The surrounding scenery continues to break, and this door is the only exit.

Fang Mu looked around and without any hesitation, he pushed the door and entered directly.

...

After Fang Mu entered the door, something happened to the Hu family outside.

In a room, Master Yisan sat in a wheelchair and looked at the things on his phone.

The little monk stood beside him, keeping quiet, and carefully brought a cup of tea on the table.

After putting the tea, the little monk came to Master Yisan and stood quietly.

Master Yisan stared at his phone, and there was a file on his phone being opened.

"Leave all the big and small things about the Hu family to me. The second man is just a hand-off manager, as if he is not a Hu family."

Master Yisan complained while using his mobile phone to process the files. His hands did not stop and his fingers clicked quickly.

"Fortunately, modern things are quite useful in this era."

After all this, Master Yisan put down his phone and looked at the little monk, saying, "Huairen, take the tablet over."

"yes."

Huairen nodded, took the tablet from the shelf next to him and handed it to one or three masters.

Master Yisan took it over, and after skillfully unlocking it, he started working on the tablet again.

Time passed quickly. After Master Yisan finished processing everything today, he turned off his tablet computer and stretched.

"Huairen, please let me go and rest."

Master Yisan said.

Huairen nodded, held the handle of the wheelchair and pushed Master Yi San out of the room and walked towards his bedroom.

After walking around the winding corridor and coming to a room, Huairen first pushed open the door, then pushed Master Yisan in and closed the door from inside.

"Huh?" Master Yisan frowned, looked at Huairen who closed the door and said, "What are you doing?"

Huairen turned around and whispered: "Of course I'm sending my grandfather to the road."

"Um?"

Master Yisan was stunned and suddenly found that his face was blocked by a pair of hands.

"This familiar touch...A Tao!"

"Long time no see, Hu Yisan."

A female voice rang out, and then a convex figure appeared in front of Master Yisan.

"A Tao, it's been a long time since we met." Master Yisan showed a solemn face.

This figure was a young woman with a hot body. She came to Master Yisan and squatted down.

"Don't call me A Tao, I am Taolis, the head of the Blood Moon Pavilion Branch, now, not your Hu family's third son, Hu Tao."

Master Yi San was silent, holding the handle of the wheelchair tightly with his right hand, and the veins on his hand bulged.

Taolis stood up with a smile, stretched out her palm, and a black airflow was spinning on it, forming a black lotus: "Why, I can't use magic power, right? This is given by the Pavilion Master."

Huairen walked up and said, "Master, hurry up, we don't have much time."

Taolis turned around, a trace of coldness flashed in her eyes, and she nodded.

Master Yisan said seriously: "What do you want to do?"
Chapter completed!