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Chapter 562

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Hearing Ning Zhiyuan's words, the old fellows around him all joined in and teased him.

"Old Xi is not kind. He says it to everyone he meets! His grandson gave it to him. He asked Master Xuan Jing to bless it for several months. We've heard so much about his filial piety! "

"He knows that Old Ning admires Master Xuan Jing the most and has begged him many times, but he still shows off in front of him!"

"Hahahaha … Today is Old Ning's birthday. Don't provoke him anymore!"



"Is it that rare to see Master Xuan Jing's blessed Buddha beads?" Listening to the discussion of the old men, someone in the crowd who didn't know what was going on muttered suspiciously.

When Xi Boyi heard that, he immediately said solemnly, "Of course. Master Xuan Jing is a truly accomplished monk and he doesn't consecrate people easily. It doesn't matter how much money you have to donate to the Bodhisattva Golden Body. You have to be sincere and most importantly, you have to be fated! These beads that had been consecrated were hard to come by! It's a priceless treasure! "

Although Xuan Jing kept a low profile and not many people knew about him, the old and experienced people still knew about him. Hearing this, they were all in awe.

"It's indeed hard to find! It's said that the person in the province went there personally but didn't get one! "

"Not to mention the sincerity, the most difficult thing is to find a fated person. It's illusory. Who knows what it means to be a fated person?"

"It's too difficult, so it's even rarer! Otherwise, how could Old Xi be so smug for so long? He's going to use it as a family heirloom! "

"The most important thing is that it works. Old Xi was so sick before … Eh, no, why did Old Xi suddenly mention this? Wasn't he looking at Old Ning's string of beads? "



In the whispers, Xi Boyi stared at the string of beads that Ning Xi gave him for a long time before he finally returned it to Ning Zhiyuan. Then he looked at Ning Xi meaningfully and said, "Little girl, you must have put in a lot of effort to bless this string of jade Buddha beads, right?"

From what Xi Boyi said, the string of beads that Ning Xi gave to Old Master Ning was also blessed by Xuan Jing?

How … how was this possible?

Since it was so hard to find, how could Ning Xi, a wild girl from the countryside, get it?

Ning Xi, "…"

After listening to so much, she didn't understand a single word.

This old gentleman, was he sure he was praising her beads to the heavens?

She said that she spent less than 150,000 to buy it from the Treasure Jade Pavilion, and she didn't even know who Great Master Xuan Jing was. Would he believe her?

Ying Fanglin whispered to Ning Xueluo with disdain, "It's just a bead consecrated by a monk. What's there to be surprised about? Priceless treasure? "

Ning Xueluo bit her lips and shook her head sadly. "Fanglin, don't say that. Grandpa admires Master Xuan Jing very much …"

This was also the reason why Ning Yaohua and Zhuang Lingyu firmly believed Long Fanyin's words back then, but the old master didn't take it to heart. The old man didn't really trust Long Fanyin.

Therefore, even if she was unwilling in her heart, she couldn't say it out loud because Old Master Ning admired Master Xuan Jing very much. Otherwise, wouldn't she be slapping Old Master Ning in the face?

Ying Fanglin couldn't stand it anymore when she saw Ning Xueluo trying to keep the peace. "Xueluo, why are you so easy to bully? I'll help you get justice! "

Ying Fanglin wanted to stand up for her. A gleam of success flashed across Ning Xueluo's eyes, and she made an even sadder expression. Ying Fanglin was the most brainless person and very easy to use.

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