This villain has a little conscience, but not much!

After a fierce battle, the panting was heavy.

The originally resplendent Daguangming Temple disappeared completely, only Sannong stood alone on the ruins, panting heavily, surrounded by disciples of Daguangming and the corpses of those who had suffered a lot in the future.

"Amitabha!"

San Nong suddenly sat cross-legged on the ground and began to rescue the dead.

With golden swastikas spitting out from his mouth, the entire Daguangming Temple suddenly lit up, and the air became warmer, unlike before, which was full of dead bodies, giving people a gloomy and terrifying feeling.

At the same time, the power of incense from Da Guangming Temple also floated out from the ruined walls, and quickly merged into his body, making him look like the reincarnation of a real Buddha, and his whole body was shining golden.

"The power of incense shouldn't be so small, right!?"

San Nong frowned slightly, and slowly opened his eyes.

Because the abbot not only used the power of incense to help Lin San eliminate the backlash of cutting the dragon's veins, but also used the power of incense to resist the thunder disaster of Qin Feng's refining artifact.

So at this time, the power of incense in Da Guangming Temple is less than one-third of what it was before.

Fortunately, this is the power of incense that several generations of Da Guangming Temple have accumulated for several years.

Although there is only less than a third left, it is enough for him to try to hit the throne once, provided that he can first refine the power of the incense.

"Amitabha, the salvation is complete!"

San Nong clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name, instead of worrying about the ritual of incense, he got up and went to the treasure house to start alms.

not far away--

Zhongtong, Huitong, Yuantong, Shentong and other four links are looking sadly at the collapsed Daguangming Temple.

When the three demon monks started to kill, they escaped with the golden body artifact of Tiga Buddha according to the order of the chief seat.

"What do we do now!?"

Zhongtong was the first to speak, very confused about the future.

If you want to revitalize the Daguangming Temple, you need to activate the golden body of Tiga Buddha first, but it is obvious that their Buddhist practice is not good, and they don't even have the talent in this area.

Wanting to go to San Nong for revenge is even more impossible.

In the past, the talent was not as good as others, but now you can't beat them, let alone think about it in the future, the two sides are no longer on the same level.

"Go find Kudo!"

Zhongtong suddenly said: "Now there are only five of us left in the Daguangming Temple. It is impossible to revive the Daguangming Temple with only the four of us. Only by finding Kuduo can there be hope."

"So much suffering!?"

Everyone's expression was shocked.

Although they haven't met Jueyun's new closed disciple, they have heard that this person's Buddhist understanding is higher than that of San Nong, not to mention that he has a very special fate.

As for who gets the last spot, how about we all resign ourselves to fate! ?

.........

Green Bamboo Peak.

Since Qin Feng sent Hongxing and Fengfeng away, he has completely lived an extremely self-disciplined life.

Watch the princess dance the sacrificial dance today, watch the princess dance the egret dance tomorrow, watch the princess dance the flower god dance the day after tomorrow, and watch the princess dance the goddess split the day after tomorrow. Life is called self-discipline.

If it weren't for the fact that people come to give away the treasures of heaven and earth every day for fear of revealing his secrets, he would have to do the eighth set of radio gymnastics at night.

"Sing and dance every day to promote peace, a man who dies is a teenager!"

Looking at the dancing princess, Qin Feng couldn't help sighing with emotion, and found that he couldn't get tired of watching it and didn't know what was going on.

At the same time, he also felt sorry for the princess, feeling that she was born in the wrong world.

Although she doesn't have any talent for cultivation, she is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, embroidery, tea art, gardening, cooking, dancing... She is involved in all of them.

Of course, it cannot be said that Internet celebrities are useless, and their posture reserve is obviously better than that of the princess.

"This is simply a fool!"

You Rong, who was waiting on the sidelines, had disgust in his eyes. Taking advantage of Qin Feng's inattention, he hurriedly stuffed a grape into his mouth.

at this time--

A hearty laugh came from far and near, "Amitabha, the benefactor is so elegant and blessed!!"

"Compared to the master!"

Qin Feng hurriedly said modestly: "Because of this little blessing, I was chased by her husband and led troops to beat me for half of the Great Xia Dynasty, and my wounds have not healed yet."

"What!?"

Master Sannong was overwhelmed on the spot, and didn't know what to say for a while.

He is a monk, so he likes to kill and set fire, physical transcendence, and occasionally explore the ghosts or something. He has seen such a hero who is greedy for other people's wives.

"Hate!"

The princess blushed suddenly, and ran back to the bamboo house shyly.

"Amitabha!"

San Nong regained his composure and recited the Buddha's name, and then said: "Benefactor, let's get back to the topic, the poor monk has returned for alms, I wonder if your current body can refine divine weapons!?"

Qin Feng asked back: "Whether it's okay or not depends on how much fate the master has transformed!"

"How much does it have to do with alms!?"

Although San Nong was puzzled, he still took out the materials.

I saw him waving a mountain with his big hand, and the colorful lights almost blinded everyone's eyes.

Although the rare materials in the treasure house of Daguangming Temple were wiped out by Qin Feng, the rest are still rare and rare treasures, and throwing them out can also cause bloody storms.

"This tm is called begging!?"

Qianjun and Wanma were completely defeated on the spot, and found that they had chosen the wrong profession at the beginning.

I have worked with Qin Feng for three years, not to mention not getting a dime salary, and often helping Qin Feng block the knife and losing half of his life. If I knew it, I would have shaved my head and found a temple to become a monk.

"Da Guangming Temple is over!"

Mu Xiu, who was practicing not far away, slowly opened her eyes, knowing that the Daguangming Temple was over without counting, otherwise Sannong would not have been able to produce so many treasures.

However, he didn't feel how pitiful Da Guangming Temple was, nor did he look at how heavy he was, but he actually wanted to imprison the blood moon evildoer in the temple for a thousand years.

at this time--

Qi Xiuyuan, who was also practicing beside him, also opened his eyes, looking at San Nong with alert eyes.

I can't believe that a monk can be so murderous, and he is still attacking his own sect.

"What the hell did this bald donkey go through!?"

Qi Xiuyuan recalled what Qin Feng had said last time that Sannong stole the immortal bone from Da Guangming Temple, and his intuition told him that the reason why Sannong became like this is inseparable from the immortal bone.

"Amitabha!"

Master Sannong clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name and said, "Benefactor, are these materials enough!?"

"more or less!"

Qin Feng silently calculated in his heart.

Zi Yuan needs a god-level moon wheel; Qianjun and Wanma need a new outfit; Mu Xiu needs a Taiyi Nine Palaces Bagua plate; Qi Xiuyuan needs a god-level broadsword; Bai Qi needs a god-level long sword; Need a god-level spear; daylight needs a god-level longbow...

In addition, his water folding fan needs to be upgraded, and the sky silk is almost an auxiliary material.

In this way, it is barely enough...