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Yang Bo seriously thought for a while, "can you dig some purple bamboo for me first?"
Guanzhen didn't see Yang Bo's difference. He said with a smile: "since you are staying in Lingshan, why do you care about purple bamboo? In the future, you will have your share in the purple bamboo forest all over the mountains and fields!"
"As long as you need Zizhu, you can apply directly, and then someone will help you to process, refine the flying sword and make the rune paper."
Yang Bo nodded, "that is to say, even if I stay in Lingshan, I still can't dig purple bamboo?"
"If so, why should I stay in Lingshan?"
Guanzhen explained persistently: "because you have a deep connection with Buddhism, if you use your talent to practice Buddhism in the future, you will get twice the result with half the effort and make great progress in cultivation!"
"Yang Daoyou, you are just in the middle of Tianluo realm. It will take at least a hundred years or more to break through to Tianming realm. But if you join Lingshan and practice Buddhism, you may be able to break through to Tianming realm in less than a hundred years!"
"If you think about it, where can you compare with this progress of cultivation?"
Yang Bo shook his head, "forget it, I want to keep my hair, I don't want to shave!"
Guan Zhen said: "shaving is just a form, hair is just fur. In order to improve cultivation, what can shaving do?"
The dead old man and Zhuo Bufan stare at Yang Bo. When they see Yang Bo saying so, they feel relieved. They almost think that Yang Bo can't wake up. If he really agrees to stay, what should he do?
Monk Guanzhen didn't see Yang Bo's meaning, or he saw Yang Bo's meaning, but he saw Yang Bo's talent and wanted Yang Bo to stay in Lingshan urgently!
Yang Bo firmly refused, "since you can't get Zizhu, forget it!"
Monk Guanzhen stared at Yang Bo, his face full of regret, "Yang Daoyou, with your talent, it's a pity to practice daomen skills!"
The old man said with a smile, "it's not a pity at all. His talent is not only reflected in Buddhism."
Yang Bo took a look at Zhuo Bufan, and then looked at the old man, "master, we can go!"
Yang Bo wanted to ask Zhuo Bufan to help him dig some purple bamboos, but after thinking about it, he didn't open his mouth. After all, even if Zhuo Bufan did it, if they attracted too many Lingshan monks, they would not be successful!
The most important thing is that the deceased old man is not willing to do this. He is not willing to be affected by cause and effect. If he really digs purple bamboo and gets on the boat, the deceased old man will certainly mind this.
In this case, Yang Bo intends to give up, after all, want to get Zizhu, but not only this way!
The old man smiles. He looks at Zhuo Bufan.
Zhuo Bufan understood and said to Guanzhen and Shang, "we're leaving!"
Monk Guanzhen stares at Yang Bo, "Yang Daoyou, do you really want to stay?"
Yang Bo nodded firmly, "no!"
Monk Guanzhen had no choice but to leave here.
The ship sailed for a moment on the Qiong sea, and then began to speed up again.
The old man looked at Yang Bo, "do you really want to give up?"
Yang Bo said helplessly: "the matter has come to this point. What can we do if we don't give up?"
"However, I still want to have a try. Can you stop the boat too far?"
The old man didn't care. He nodded and agreed.
It's not too far away from Lingshan. The boat stops on a nearby river. There are few people here.
Yang Bo asked Huang Yuren to come out. He took out a heaven and earth bag and told Huang Yuren to buy purple bamboo seedlings near Lingshan, leaving him three days.
Huang Yuren was surprised. He looked at the bag of heaven and earth in his hand. He wanted to refuse, but Yang Bo's eyes were firm, which made him unable to refuse.
For a long time, Huang Yuren reluctantly agreed. He looked at Yang Bo pitifully, "Yang Daoyou, there are all Buddhist practitioners near Lingshan. If I fall into danger, you must help me!"
Yang Bo nodded, "don't worry, I will save you!"
Seeing off Huang Yuren, Yang Bo goes back to the boat and sits down to have tea with the old man.
The old man looked at Yang Bo and asked curiously, "don't worry, let him go alone?"
Yang Bo nodded, "don't worry!"
The old man glared, "don't worry. After all, it has nothing to do with you if Huang Yuren dies, but I don't worry. If he dies, I'll find another one!"
"Can't you do anything else?"
Yang Bo laughed, "even if Huang Yuren died, don't you finish a task?"
"You can rest assured that they dare not do it easily!"
The old man stared at Yang Bo, full of helplessness.
They sat drinking tea until it was dark. The old man returned to the cabin to have a rest. Yang Bo sat on the boat and practiced for a long time.
In the middle of the moon, Yang Bo looks at Zhuo Bufan on the boat. He smiles and puts his index finger on his mouth to indicate that Zhuo Bufan doesn't care.Zhuo Bufan was surprised to see that Yang Bo jumped from the boat and landed on the river. Then he took off several times and Yang Bo disappeared into the night.
The old man seemed to be aware of it. He looked up and didn't say much.
Zhuo Bufan is full of curiosity. He wants to see what Yang Bo's idea is. But he takes two steps forward and sits back again. He'd better not follow him!
In the night, the Lingshan Buddhist monk was crouching nearby. He had been paying attention to the situation here. When he saw Yang Bo jumping off the boat, some Buddhist monks followed him.
For a moment, the shadow from the boat fell on the ground. He picked up some dry wood and lit it.
Then, with his back to Foxiu, Heiying took out a chicken. He put a stick on the chicken and roasted it on the fire.
The Buddhist monk who followed Yang Bo was stunned. He hid from a distance, staring at the black figure, with a faint aroma coming from the tip of his nose.
At this time, Yang Bo stood in the distance, staring at the VAT. He looked back and saw that no friars were following him. He quickly flew to the direction of the purple bamboo forest.
The purple bamboo forest is not far from here. It seems that because the boat is too close, the protection of the purple bamboo forest tonight is very close. There are three steps for one post and five steps for one sentry.
However, after Yang Bo passed through the middle of the sentry and entered the purple bamboo forest, Buddhism became less for a long time.
Going deep into the purple bamboo forest, Yang Bo saw the ten thousand year old purple bamboo forest. In the center of the purple bamboo forest, there is even a huge purple bamboo, which is more than ten feet thick and thin. This is probably the ancestral tree of the purple bamboo forest!
It is this purple bamboo that has produced such a large area of purple bamboo!
Yang Bo wanted to dig away the purple bamboo, but there was an array outside, and he couldn't!
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Yang Bo seriously thought for a while, "can you dig some purple bamboo for me first?"
Guanzhen didn't see Yang Bo's difference. He said with a smile: "since you are staying in Lingshan, why do you care about purple bamboo? In the future, you will have your share in the purple bamboo forest all over the mountains and fields!"
"As long as you need Zizhu, you can apply directly, and then someone will help you to process, refine the flying sword and make the rune paper."
Yang Bo nodded, "that is to say, even if I stay in Lingshan, I still can't dig purple bamboo?"
"If so, why should I stay in Lingshan?"
Guanzhen explained persistently: "because you have a deep connection with Buddhism, if you use your talent to practice Buddhism in the future, you will get twice the result with half the effort and make great progress in cultivation!"
"Yang Daoyou, you are just in the middle of Tianluo realm. It will take at least a hundred years or more to break through to Tianming realm. But if you join Lingshan and practice Buddhism, you may be able to break through to Tianming realm in less than a hundred years!"
"If you think about it, where can you compare with this progress of cultivation?"
Yang Bo shook his head, "forget it, I want to keep my hair, I don't want to shave!"
Guan Zhen said: "shaving is just a form, hair is just fur. In order to improve cultivation, what can shaving do?"
The dead old man and Zhuo Bufan stare at Yang Bo. When they see Yang Bo saying so, they feel relieved. They almost think that Yang Bo can't wake up. If he really agrees to stay, what should he do?
Monk Guanzhen didn't see Yang Bo's meaning, or he saw Yang Bo's meaning, but he saw Yang Bo's talent and wanted Yang Bo to stay in Lingshan urgently!
Yang Bo firmly refused, "since you can't get Zizhu, forget it!"
Monk Guanzhen stared at Yang Bo, his face full of regret, "Yang Daoyou, with your talent, it's a pity to practice daomen skills!"
The old man said with a smile, "it's not a pity at all. His talent is not only reflected in Buddhism."
Yang Bo took a look at Zhuo Bufan, and then looked at the old man, "master, we can go!"
Yang Bo wanted to ask Zhuo Bufan to help him dig some purple bamboos, but after thinking about it, he didn't open his mouth. After all, even if Zhuo Bufan did it, if they attracted too many Lingshan monks, they would not be successful!
The most important thing is that the deceased old man is not willing to do this. He is not willing to be affected by cause and effect. If he really digs purple bamboo and gets on the boat, the deceased old man will certainly mind this.
In this case, Yang Bo intends to give up, after all, want to get Zizhu, but not only this way!
The old man smiles. He looks at Zhuo Bufan.
Zhuo Bufan understood and said to Guanzhen and Shang, "we're leaving!"
Monk Guanzhen stares at Yang Bo, "Yang Daoyou, do you really want to stay?"
Yang Bo nodded firmly, "no!"
Monk Guanzhen had no choice but to leave here.
The ship sailed for a moment on the Qiong sea, and then began to speed up again.
The old man looked at Yang Bo, "do you really want to give up?"
Yang Bo said helplessly: "the matter has come to this point. What can we do if we don't give up?"
"However, I still want to have a try. Can you stop the boat too far?"
The old man didn't care. He nodded and agreed.
It's not too far away from Lingshan. The boat stops on a nearby river. There are few people here.
Yang Bo asked Huang Yuren to come out. He took out a heaven and earth bag and told Huang Yuren to buy purple bamboo seedlings near Lingshan, leaving him three days.
Huang Yuren was surprised. He looked at the bag of heaven and earth in his hand. He wanted to refuse, but Yang Bo's eyes were firm, which made him unable to refuse.
For a long time, Huang Yuren reluctantly agreed. He looked at Yang Bo pitifully, "Yang Daoyou, there are all Buddhist practitioners near Lingshan. If I fall into danger, you must help me!"
Yang Bo nodded, "don't worry, I will save you!"
Seeing off Huang Yuren, Yang Bo goes back to the boat and sits down to have tea with the old man.
The old man looked at Yang Bo and asked curiously, "don't worry, let him go alone?"
Yang Bo nodded, "don't worry!"
The old man glared, "don't worry. After all, it has nothing to do with you if Huang Yuren dies, but I don't worry. If he dies, I'll find another one!"
"Can't you do anything else?"
Yang Bo laughed, "even if Huang Yuren died, don't you finish a task?"
"You can rest assured that they dare not do it easily!"
The old man stared at Yang Bo, full of helplessness.
They sat drinking tea until it was dark. The old man returned to the cabin to have a rest. Yang Bo sat on the boat and practiced for a long time.
In the middle of the moon, Yang Bo looks at Zhuo Bufan on the boat. He smiles and puts his index finger on his mouth to indicate that Zhuo Bufan doesn't care.Zhuo Bufan was surprised to see that Yang Bo jumped from the boat and landed on the river. Then he took off several times and Yang Bo disappeared into the night.
The old man seemed to be aware of it. He looked up and didn't say much.
Zhuo Bufan is full of curiosity. He wants to see what Yang Bo's idea is. But he takes two steps forward and sits back again. He'd better not follow him!
In the night, the Lingshan Buddhist monk was crouching nearby. He had been paying attention to the situation here. When he saw Yang Bo jumping off the boat, some Buddhist monks followed him.
For a moment, the shadow from the boat fell on the ground. He picked up some dry wood and lit it.
Then, with his back to Foxiu, Heiying took out a chicken. He put a stick on the chicken and roasted it on the fire.
The Buddhist monk who followed Yang Bo was stunned. He hid from a distance, staring at the black figure, with a faint aroma coming from the tip of his nose.
At this time, Yang Bo stood in the distance, staring at the VAT. He looked back and saw that no friars were following him. He quickly flew to the direction of the purple bamboo forest.
The purple bamboo forest is not far from here. It seems that because the boat is too close, the protection of the purple bamboo forest tonight is very close. There are three steps for one post and five steps for one sentry.
However, after Yang Bo passed through the middle of the sentry and entered the purple bamboo forest, Buddhism became less for a long time.
Going deep into the purple bamboo forest, Yang Bo saw the ten thousand year old purple bamboo forest. In the center of the purple bamboo forest, there is even a huge purple bamboo, which is more than ten feet thick and thin. This is probably the ancestral tree of the purple bamboo forest!
It is this purple bamboo that has produced such a large area of purple bamboo!
Yang Bo wanted to dig away the purple bamboo, but there was an array outside, and he couldn't!
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Yang Bo seriously thought for a while, "can you dig some purple bamboo for me first?" Guanzhen didn't see Yang Bo's difference. He said with a smile: "since you are staying in Lingshan, why do you care about purple bamboo? In the future, you will have your share in the purple bamboo forest all over the mountains and fields!" "As long as you need Zizhu, you can apply directly, and then someone will help you to process, refine the flying sword and make the rune paper." Yang Bo nodded, "that is to say, even if I stay in Lingshan, I still can't dig purple bamboo?" "If so, why should I stay in Lingshan?" Guanzhen explained persistently: "because you have a deep connection with Buddhism, if you use your talent to practice Buddhism in the future, you will get twice the result with half the effort and make great progress in cultivation!" "Yang Daoyou, you are just in the middle of Tianluo realm. It will take at least a hundred years or more to break through to Tianming realm. But if you join Lingshan and practice Buddhism, you may be able to break through to Tianming realm in less than a hundred years!" "If you think about it, where can you compare with this progress of cultivation?" Yang Bo shook his head, "forget it, I want to keep my hair, I don't want to shave!" Guan Zhen said: "shaving is just a form, hair is just fur. In order to improve cultivation, what can shaving do?" The dead old man and Zhuo Bufan stare at Yang Bo. When they see Yang Bo saying so, they feel relieved. They almost think that Yang Bo can't wake up. If he really agrees to stay, what should he do? Monk Guanzhen didn't see Yang Bo's meaning, or he saw Yang Bo's meaning, but he saw Yang Bo's talent and wanted Yang Bo to stay in Lingshan urgently! Yang Bo firmly refused, "since you can't get Zizhu, forget it!" Monk Guanzhen stared at Yang Bo, his face full of regret, "Yang Daoyou, with your talent, it's a pity to practice daomen skills!" The old man said with a smile, "it's not a pity at all. His talent is not only reflected in Buddhism." Yang Bo took a look at Zhuo Bufan, and then looked at the old man, "master, we can go!" Yang Bo wanted to ask Zhuo Bufan to help him dig some purple bamboos, but after thinking about it, he didn't open his mouth. After all, even if Zhuo Bufan did it, if they attracted too many Lingshan monks, they would not be successful! The most important thing is that the deceased old man is not willing to do this. He is not willing to be affected by cause and effect. If he really digs purple bamboo and gets on the boat, the deceased old man will certainly mind this. In this case, Yang Bo intends to give up, after all, want to get Zizhu, but not only this way! The old man smiles. He looks at Zhuo Bufan. Zhuo Bufan understood and said to Guanzhen and Shang, "we're leaving!" Monk Guanzhen stares at Yang Bo, "Yang Daoyou, do you really want to stay?" Yang Bo nodded firmly, "no!" Monk Guanzhen had no choice but to leave here. The ship sailed for a moment on the Qiong sea, and then began to speed up again. The old man looked at Yang Bo, "do you really want to give up?" Yang Bo said helplessly: "the matter has come to this point. What can we do if we don't give up?" "However, I still want to have a try. Can you stop the boat too far?" The old man didn't care. He nodded and agreed. It's not too far away from Lingshan. The boat stops on a nearby river. There are few people here. Yang Bo asked Huang Yuren to come out. He took out a heaven and earth bag and told Huang Yuren to buy purple bamboo seedlings near Lingshan, leaving him three days. Huang Yuren was surprised. He looked at the bag of heaven and earth in his hand. He wanted to refuse, but Yang Bo's eyes were firm, which made him unable to refuse. For a long time, Huang Yuren reluctantly agreed. He looked at Yang Bo pitifully, "Yang Daoyou, there are all Buddhist practitioners near Lingshan. If I fall into danger, you must help me!" Yang Bo nodded, "don't worry, I will save you!" Seeing off Huang Yuren, Yang Bo goes back to the boat and sits down to have tea with the old man. The old man looked at Yang Bo and asked curiously, "don't worry, let him go alone?" Yang Bo nodded, "don't worry!" The old man glared, "don't worry. After all, it has nothing to do with you if Huang Yuren dies, but I don't worry. If he dies, I'll find another one!" "Can't you do anything else?" Yang Bo laughed, "even if Huang Yuren died, don't you finish a task?" "You can rest assured that they dare not do it easily!" The old man stared at Yang Bo, full of helplessness. They sat drinking tea until it was dark. The old man returned to the cabin to have a rest. Yang Bo sat on the boat and practiced for a long time. In the middle of the moon, Yang Bo looks at Zhuo Bufan on the boat. He smiles and puts his index finger on his mouth to indicate that Zhuo Bufan doesn't care.Zhuo Bufan was surprised to see that Yang Bo jumped from the boat and landed on the river. Then he took off several times and Yang Bo disappeared into the night. The old man seemed to be aware of it. He looked up and didn't say much. Zhuo Bufan is full of curiosity. He wants to see what Yang Bo's idea is. But he takes two steps forward and sits back again. He'd better not follow him! In the night, the Lingshan Buddhist monk was crouching nearby. He had been paying attention to the situation here. When he saw Yang Bo jumping off the boat, some Buddhist monks followed him. For a moment, the shadow from the boat fell on the ground. He picked up some dry wood and lit it. Then, with his back to Foxiu, Heiying took out a chicken. He put a stick on the chicken and roasted it on the fire. The Buddhist monk who followed Yang Bo was stunned. He hid from a distance, staring at the black figure, with a faint aroma coming from the tip of his nose. At this time, Yang Bo stood in the distance, staring at the VAT. He looked back and saw that no friars were following him. He quickly flew to the direction of the purple bamboo forest. The purple bamboo forest is not far from here. It seems that because the boat is too close, the protection of the purple bamboo forest tonight is very close. There are three steps for one post and five steps for one sentry. However, after Yang Bo passed through the middle of the sentry and entered the purple bamboo forest, Buddhism became less for a long time. Going deep into the purple bamboo forest, Yang Bo saw the ten thousand year old purple bamboo forest. In the center of the purple bamboo forest, there is even a huge purple bamboo, which is more than ten feet thick and thin. This is probably the ancestral tree of the purple bamboo forest! It is this purple bamboo that has produced such a large area of purple bamboo! Yang Bo wanted to dig away the purple bamboo, but there was an array outside, and he couldn't! www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
