Fantasy: My Disciples Are All Protagonist Templates

"So good, so good..."

While muttering to himself, the old monk stood up, stepped on the lotus platform, not shy about it, fiddled with a string of Buddhist beads in one hand, he didn't know what he was thinking, his eyes were bloodshot.

"Buddhas of the heavens, most of them deceive the world and steal their names. Most of them are eminent Buddhist monks with a lot of good looks. Duan Kong's aptitude is mediocre, but he was able to win the fate of immortals and achieve the Buddhahood. I am born with extraordinary talents and roots of wisdom. Why can't I?"

"If you want me to say, I can sit on the seat of the Buddha."

The old monk stepped on the altar, condescendingly looking down at the golden lacquered Buddha on the ground, with a flash of anger in his eyes.

After finishing speaking, he angrily kicked away the lotus platform on the high platform.

He looked around, looked at the cobwebs on the beams of the dilapidated temple, and then at the incense burner on the altar, his eyes were red with anger, and he said angrily: "My Buddha Dharma is profound, why does no one come to worship me piously? For thousands of years, where is the incense of pilgrims?"

"Hmph! I am born with the roots of wisdom, and my Buddha nature is transparent. When I dominate the wilderness, I want to see, monks in the world, those bald donkey Taoist priests, who dare to look down on me to save the disaster."

Pinching his fingers and muttering to himself, the old monk waved his bright red cassock sleeves, and it turned into a blood mist and dissipated on the spot.

……

The supernatural powers of Fatian Xiangdi are too terrifying, enough to violate the common sense of heaven, except for the old monk who woke up from the disaster.

Throughout the Great Wilderness, there are also many ancient Great Restoration Sus.

As for Chen Ge himself, he had already returned to the Eastern Region, bringing a ring full of spiritual flowers and grasses, and returned with a full load.

In the middle of the night, a figure appeared lightly in the main peak of Xuantian Sect.

No one was alarmed.

This person is none other than Chen Ge who just escaped from the wilderness.

"Little girl, your father and I are back."

With a wave of Chen Ge's hand, the cave on the main peak opened with a creak, and the Xingyu Youlong, who was meditating inside, had already awakened.

"Half Immortal One Layer!"

The first thing that catches the eye is the little girl Xingyu Youlong's cultivation base, but now she has stepped into the half-immortal cultivation base, it is really terrifying.

It's just not very solid yet.

The foundation is a little floating.

"Daddy." Xingyu Youlong stood up, his fair face was full of smiles, it seemed that not only Chen Ge was delighted by its cultivation, but it was also very happy.

"Ah."

Nodding his head, Chen Ge walked in with strides, tidying up his dusty tea set without looking back, "Little girl, during the days I've been away, did Monk Kong and the others bother you?"

"There were a few times, but after waiting for a while outside the cave, I didn't see my father, so I left on my own." Xingyu Youlong's eyeball turned around, and immediately said in a concentrated voice.

Chen Ge didn't speak, but warmed himself a pot of water with spiritual power, and slowly started to make tea.

Green tea.

This tea was picked from a ten-thousand-year-old tea tree in the Shayu Sect. It was extremely rich, and it was a gift Qin Yu brought when he visited him in the past.

Of course, Qin Yu, the senior brother of the Shayu Sect, did not see Chen Ge, and only left the tea leaves behind.

The steam is steaming, and the fragrance of tea is overflowing.

Chen Ge sat in front of the jade table, sniffed the tip of his nose slightly, and felt refreshing. Then he held up the teapot and poured himself a cup. The light yellow tea flowed out like a jade pillar, crystal clear, and slowly fell into the cup.

"Little girl, I brought you something good."

Grabbing the wine glass, Chen Ge blew on himself, then took a sip.

The tea is bitter and sweet, with an endless aftertaste. The soft tea flows into the throat, but the rich tea fragrance is still exploding in the mouth. It can be called a top-grade spiritual tea.

Qin Yu, the eldest disciple of Shayu Sect, has a heart.

"What good thing?" Xingyu Youlong blinked his eyes, his eyes were full of starlight, she didn't like ordinary treasures, but she actually liked what Chen Ge brought her.

And Chen Ge is an extremely mysterious existence in her eyes.

As for the eighth layer of the Eight Desolation God's Canon that she had enlightened to before, it is not a vulgar thing.

Now Chen Ge has brought her something, and it must not be a big commodity, big sweet potatoes that can be seen everywhere on the ground.

"Some spirit flowers and herbs, and a bracelet."

Thinking back carefully, he had never given anything to this little girl before, so he might as well take Old Monster Le Zong's Huntian circle as a gift.

Maybe Xingyu Youlong didn't like it.

But when the cloudy sky circle is in the shape of a bracelet, it is still very exquisite and has excellent craftsmanship.

It is enough to be a decoration alone.

Heart of beauty in everyone.

Now this little girl must be the same.

"Daddy, show me quickly." Xingyu Youlong leaned forward, his spiritual eyes full of starlight, and shook Chen Ge's hand like a baby.

"Look."

Singer Chen flipped his palm, and a pure gold bracelet appeared in his hand. Then he recited the formula, enlarged the circle a little, and put it on for him with his own hands.

"Well……"

Xingyu Youlong raised his plain hand high, as if a bracelet had been put on his white wrist, and his small hand, which was as white as jade lotus root, was even more noble.

As for the spirit flower and spirit grass, Chen Ge only handed over a ring.

It is full of top-level spiritual herbs that Chen Ge distributed.

These spiritual flowers and spiritual grasses are exactly the treasures found from the Tianxingmen. They are innumerable and piled up like a mountain in the ring.

"Wow, there are so many spirit flowers and spirit grass, thank you daddy..." After taking the ring, Xingyu Youlong looked at it, and immediately became radiant. She had just recovered to a semi-immortal cultivation base, and her foundation was not yet solid, which was due to her lack of strength. Filled with a lot of spiritually charged babies.

Now, by coincidence, Chen Ge actually brought her a pillow.

Chen Ge smiled, but did not speak.

Thieves pass like a comb, soldiers pass like a grate.

Although he is not a thug, but when he enters the Tianxingmen, he is like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, plucking the feathers of geese, scratching whatever there is.

He has scraped away all the herbs on the Tianshan Mountain, not even a hair left.

There are naturally countless spiritual flowers and grasses in the ring.

"By the way, have you gained any insight into the magical powers I passed on to you before?"

Chen Ge suddenly remembered the Eight Desolation God's Code passed to Xingyu Youlong before.

This little girl was originally reincarnated, standing tall, seeing far, seeing countless things, her understanding is naturally more transparent.

He couldn't get an epiphany in a short period of time, so it's the best strategy to let Xingyu Youlong observe first.

"Father, let me tell you that your supernatural powers are really amazing. Although I have lived for a long time, I have never seen such a wonderful supernatural power."

Xingyu Youlong hid the ring, and walked around Chen Ge with a pair of small hands on his back, thoughtful, thinking about how to give Chen Ge a simple and clear answer.

Chen Ge was not in a hurry to ask questions, but just immersed himself in drinking the tea slowly.

Tea can calm the mind and soothe the nerves.

When he went to the Great Wilderness, he offended many forces, and Tianxingmen was the first to bear the brunt.

To be honest, he was a little flustered.

"I realized a little bit..."

After a long time, the beautiful figure of Xingyu Youlong pacing around him stopped, and then leaned forward to grab the cup of tea that Chen Ge had just poured out, and drank it with a grunt.

The tea is steaming hot, and I don't know if it is hot or not.