The strongest world crossing

Seeing Xiaobai forcibly grabbing Ye Zhen's hand, Xiaohua's eyes flashed with anger, but Ye Zhen was here, the young master didn't speak, and Xiaohua didn't move.

However, after hearing Xiaobai's words, Ye Zhen talked about the predicament he was facing now.

Xiaobai didn't expect Ye Zhen to be in a coma for 500 years for himself.

"No wonder the young master is weak now, with no mana in his body and he doesn't practice." Xiao Baifang's heart hurts like a needle, because Ye Zhen's suffering now is all because of her, or because of her.

Immediately afterwards, Xiaobai suddenly thought about something, "Master, why don't Xiaobai tell the master, and the master will take action, maybe the problem of the seal can be solved?"

Hearing this, Ye Zhen was stunned for a moment.

There are legends that the ancestor of Lishan is the incarnation of Nuwa, Avalokitesvara and Empress Houtu.

But no matter which one it is, it may really be able to solve its own seal problem.

Before, I was still thinking about whether there would be a god descending to help me solve the seal problem, but now it does.

Ye Zhen's eyes brightened slightly, and he thought, "Why didn't I think of this question?"

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ps I will leave this world in two days, and Bronze himself is obsessed with writing.

Chapter 291 Playing with Fa Hai

"It's just...will your master dislike you because of this?"

Ye Zhen's face was slightly gloomy, his eyes turned to Xiaohua and Xiaobai, and he said softly, "You two are my only relatives in this world, when you have a better future"

"I don't want to be shattered because of me"

Hearing Ye Zhen's words, Xiaobai and Xiaohua were moved. It was precisely because of the master's selfless help to them that they could be what they are today, and this is why the second daughter did not want to leave Ye Zhen no matter what.

"Master, it's okay. Speaking of it, Xiaobai was able to be accepted as a disciple by the master, maybe it's because of the master." Xiaobai remembered something, and his beautiful face gradually turned into admiration.

"Because of me?" Ye Zhen was puzzled.

"When Xiaobai met the master, the master mentioned the young master, and then mentioned it several times." Thinking of the situation at that time, Xiaobai felt more and more like this.

"Xiaobai, contact the master now." After saying that, Zhu Chai fell into Xiao Bai's little hand, and the white demon power disappeared in a flash, and a little bit of starlight rose from Zhu Chai's head, and finally gathered into a butterfly from the sky and turned into a rainbow.

Looking at the disappearing butterfly, Xiaobai's beautiful eyes were full of affection, and said, "Master's magic power is profound, and within a day, I will definitely receive a message from Xiaobai."

Hearing this, Ye Zhen just smiled, Lishan Patriarch, what if he returns to Heaven or Western Bliss?

Is it possible that this butterfly can still fly up?

And...even if the other party receives it, it is still unknown whether he will take care of him or not.

Sure enough... Time flies, ten years have passed, Xiaobai has sent messages several times, but there has been no news, and he even went to Qingcheng Mountain for countless times, but the ancestor of Lishan did not come back.

But a lot has happened in the past ten years.

Ye Zhen opened a study, and he usually writes and draws, but as time goes by, Ye Zhen's reputation grows, and he even becomes a world-famous master of calligraphy!

Until the emperor also came to the study several times to ask for words, and even asked Ye Zhen to enter the palace as an official, but Ye Zhen refused very simply every time.

As a result, everyone in the world praised Ye Zhen for his character, so there was an endless stream of people coming to ask for words.

However, Ye Zhen was a bit annoyed, so he closed his study and built an academy by the West Lake. As the academy teacher himself, he lived a fulfilling life.

Knowing that today, when Ye Zhen was teaching the students, an uninvited guest came.

"Amitabha, I haven't seen you for ten years, but the demeanor of the donor is still the same." At the door of the school, a seven or eight-year-old monk proclaimed the Buddha's name to Ye Zhen.

"Fahai, what are you doing here?" Ye Zhen frowned slightly. Although he had lost his cultivation, he always felt that there was nothing wrong with Fahai's arrival.

"Ten years ago, the little monk discussed the Tao with the benefactor. Ten years have passed. The little monk is dull and still unable to comprehend. The benefactor's wisdom root is the only one I have seen in my life, so I want to save the benefactor into my Buddhist door, so as to understand this cause and effect." Little Fahai's eyes The eyelids droop.

"What if I don't agree?" Ye Zhen's tone was slightly cold, and he suddenly thought of something.

"Are you bewitched?" Seeing little Fahai's eyes turning red, Ye Zhen never imagined that what he said ten years ago would drive him into a bewitched state.

"It's not as good as a demon. A monk is a monk, and a monk who has become a demon is still a monk. This is just the training given by the Buddha. As long as the monk can save the donor as a Buddhist, he can eliminate the demons in his heart." Little Fahai said neither sad nor happy.

"Oh, I don't have enough understanding, so I have to use such methods. You are really good at it. You can go. Ye has to teach, so I don't have time to talk to you." Ye Zhen looked indifferent, and directly issued the order to evict the guest.

"Amitabha, this is not up to the benefactor. The benefactor does not think about himself, but also about others." Little Fahai finally raised his head, with a wicked smile on his lips.

Ye Zhen raised his eyebrows slightly, put down his books, and said to the children in the school with puzzled faces, "Let's all go back."

"Yes, sir"

After all the students had left, Ye Zhen put his hands behind his back and said softly, "Let's go".

Seeing Ye Zhen who was one step ahead of him, his face was full of indifference, and little Fahai's eyes showed a little doubt, and he returned to calm again.

It seemed to be slow, and in a place where there was no one, Xiao Fahai suddenly grabbed Ye Zhen's arm and turned into a stream of light. After a short time, he arrived at Jinshan Temple.

"Jinshan Temple is built next to the mountain, with a splendid golden roof and a grand scale. It would be a pity to destroy it," Ye Zhen pointed out.

Little Fahai led the way, Ye Zhen did not resist, and followed all the way until he entered the Daxiong Palace.

"I've heard that your Jinshan Temple is very prosperous. It's true, but this Buddha statue made of pure gold is worth a lot, and the precious stones on the lotus platform"

Ye Zhen ignored hundreds of monks big and small in the hall, walked to the Buddha statue, touched the gemstone inlaid on Julien's seat, and then...the gemstone fell into Ye Zhen's hand.

"I'm sorry... this gemstone isn't sticky enough." Ye Zhen smiled.

"Bold!"

Seeing the scene of disrespect to the Buddha in front of him, the monks in the hall were angry.

But little Fahai was unmoved, he knew that Ye Zhen's actions were just to anger him.

"Shave for this benefactor" Xiao Fahai was wearing cassock, lying cross-legged on a high place.

Hearing this, Ye Zhen walked slowly to the center of the hall, holding the gem that had been buckled from the rosette in one hand, and Ye Zhen kicked the little novice to one side, snatched the futon under his buttocks, and then sat up.

"Come on, just take these 3000 million threads of trouble." Ye Zhen closed his eyes, looking like an old god.

"Shave!" Xiao Fahai sat on the futon, his face froze, and a cold drink echoed in the hall.

"Yes!"

An old monk hurriedly picked up a razor from a plate held by a young monk beside Ye Zhen, and proclaimed a Buddha's name.

Reaching out to untie Ye Zhen's hairband, the black hair instantly spread out and hung down his back. With his eyes closed, Ye Zhen lowered his head and took the initiative to send it under the razor.