Chapter 972

"If you love her, then give her twelve hours and the most beautiful stars."

Fatso floated around the yard of the small temple alone, like a fat and worried ghost, with a sense of sorrow. This affected the warm atmosphere in the yard that was watered by Monk. After all, Fatso's Primordial Spirit was already very strong. It seemed to be developing into a resentful spirit. If it changed, it would probably reach the level of a Ghost King.

Of course, Monk and Lord Zeng were not worried about this. If Fatso could really make himself into a Ghost King, then Fatso might as well kill himself with a piece of tofu. However, the Primordial Spirit had a great influence on the surrounding environment. Once Fatso was in a bad mood, the surrounding environment would respond accordingly.

In the morning, Monk came to the yard to water the flowers as usual. Looking at Fatso in the yard, he smiled and said,

"Amitabha, why are you so angry?"

Fatso floated to Monk and said with a twisted face, "It's a long story. It's like two people are very thirsty and have no water to drink. Then, your friend suddenly finds water and drinks a cup of it. It's extravagant and wasteful, but you can only watch helplessly from the side."

"Didn't you secretly follow Da Bai to Chengdu yesterday?" Monk was stunned for a moment, then he seemed to understand something and said, "So it's because he was stimulated."

"F * ck, Monk. I don't want to badmouth Da Bai, but did he ask you for two drops of blood before he left?" asked Fatso.

"Yes." The monk nodded.

"He took it to pick up girls and poured it on the ground. He doesn't even need to buy it. What a stingy b * tch. It's the same feeling as treating girls to spicy hot pot."

"It doesn't matter. As long as he's happy with it. He really needs to be happy." Monk did not say that since Su Bai had suffered so much and suffered for so long, he could indeed choose to be happy.

As for the use of the two drops of blood, Monk did not care.

"She came all the way from the US to find him. Do you know what happened? He didn't even pay for the room. It was all paid by the girl. After the girl got the room, he went straight into the room to take a shower."

Fatso beat his chest and stamped his feet, feeling very unbalanced.

"It's a pity that the female psychologist doesn't have any sisters."

"Logically speaking, your resentment shouldn't be so great." The monk looked at Fatty and continued watering the plants.

"Most importantly, they stayed in the bedroom for twelve hours. Do you know what that means?" The more Fatty thought about it, the angrier he got. "Furthermore, he purposely shielded me from him. We were good friends before, but when he was dealing with business, he isolated me from a five-kilometer radius. I can't break his Qi field and restrictions. How infuriating!"

"Afraid of being beaten?" Monk did not believe that the barrier that Su Bai set up could stop Fatso. However, Fatso did not dare to go too far. He was really afraid that he would provoke Su Bai and get beaten up.

Men were beasts and irrational before sex. After that, they were saints without desires. Monk had never experienced the things between men and women, but he was sophisticated and knew what he should know.

"When the girl came out, there was still some aura circulating around her. It was obvious that Da Bai was afraid that she would be in pain and couldn't stand it. So, he nourished her body with his own energy and did it for twelve hours." Fatso spat on the ground fiercely. Of course, he did not spit when he was in the primordial spirit state. He just made this action. "Shameless. Who still has the nerve to say that he is frigid. Twelve hours!

I, Master Fatty, was so upset. When he was with the girl, Master Fatty really wanted to give him a night of ghosts to add fuel to the fire. "

"Or are you afraid of being beaten, so you didn't do it?" Monk added decisively.

"…" Fatso was speechless.

"When are you going to break through to the advanced level?" Monk began to ask about serious matters.

"Soon. I have already broken through in the previous world. However, it was not stable because I relied on the other Array Masters to transfer their energy to me. After that, it fell back," Fatso said.

"How's the preparation for Dao Validation?"

"Not yet. I still need some time. It's still too early."

"It's good that you're not in a hurry. This matter cannot be rushed." Monk let out a sigh. "With this character of Da Bai, he has endured for so long in order to perfect Dao Validation."

"Monk, if you continue watering the plants like this, I'm really afraid that one day you will suddenly become a dried corpse."

"Buddha can cut off his flesh to feed the eagles. What's the point of Poor Monk's?" Monk seemed to be very carefree. "Moreover, how much essence has your primordial spirit absorbed from me every day? Poor Monk's plants and flowers have become a little wilted. "

"It's all thanks to you, Monk. I wouldn't dare to absorb anyone else's energy. I'm afraid that I will be turned into a puppet." Fatso floated in front of Monk and made a cute expression. "Am I cuter than those plants and flowers?"

Monk did not speak. Silence was the best answer.

Just then, Lord Zeng came back from outside. There were still some water stains on his body. He must have bathed in the stream after finishing his cultivation.

He plucked a petal and put it in his mouth, chewing it gently.

"Come on, everyone in the temple is drinking your blood and eating your flesh." Fatso shook his head and then slowly floated to Lord Zeng's side. He asked, "Lord Zeng, tell me. Didn't you advance to the Advanced Listener level with your state of mind? You even became Hoodlum for a period of time. You even absorbed that thing. You should have lost your virginity, right?"

Since Fatso was temporarily unable to have sex, he had become extremely sensitive to such things. With Su Bai's twelve-hour experience as a lesson, Fatso was extremely eager to regain some confidence and gain some satisfaction. Of course, it was indeed a little shameless to find two monks and gain such satisfaction from them.

Lord Zeng took out a hatchet and began to sharpen it. He did not use a whetstone to sharpen the knife. Instead, he used his palm to sharpen the knife. Streaks of Devil Flame rose like flames in a furnace.

This Devil Flame had a natural restraining effect on souls. Fatso smiled awkwardly and could only run away timidly.

The daily life in the small temple was so peaceful and harmonious. Everyone had lived in the Fang's house in Shanghai for a long time, so they had already gotten used to getting along with each other.

The little fellow sat on the bed in the bedroom and watched cartoons. Ji Xiang was held in his arms. The human and the cat were very harmonious.

Fatso could not tease the monk and Lord Zeng, so he actually floated to the bedroom to tease the little fellow. Of course, there was actually another person in the small temple, and that was Xun Er. However, Fatso did not treat Xun Er as his own person. Moreover, it was not convenient to disturb Xun Er at this time.

"Xiaoxuan, godfather is here to see you."

Fatso's Primordial Spirit floated in. Ji Xiang glanced at Fatso indifferently.

The little fellow was very considerate and threw herself on Fatso's Primordial Spirit.

Fatso's Primordial Spirit had already materialized. It was soft to the touch, like cotton candy. The little fellow liked it very much.

"Oh, good boy." Fatso was really nice to the little fellow. Just as Fatso said, he might not have the chance to have any offspring. It was equivalent to treating Su Bai's child as his own.

Most importantly, Fatso now found that he seemed to have lost the ability to have any offspring. This was the most infuriating.

"Be good, Xiaoxuan. Do you know that your father has found you a stepmother? Just like the queen in Snow White, your father will not like you anymore, and they will have their own children. "

This joke seemed to be made by every relative and friend to a child.

However, the little fellow did not seem to care, as if he did not understand. He continued to watch his cartoons while snuggling on Fatso's Primordial Spirit.

However, Fatso believed that the little fellow could definitely understand. Although he was just a child, or even in the state of an infant, the intelligence and perception of a spiritual child was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

"You really don't care?" Fatso began to fan the flames again.

Ji Xiang opened her mouth, as if she was yawning.

The little fellow continued to watch the cartoon, dancing with the plot from time to time.

Fatso was very disappointed, like a deflated balloon. His Primordial Spirit also became a little sluggish.

The little fellow looked at Fatso in surprise, as if wondering why his originally comfortable mattress was deflated.

"It would be great if you were really my son. You are so considerate that you don't even care about your own father going out to look for a woman." Fatso muttered to himself. He found that he could not compare to Su Bai in any other aspect other than being fat.

The little fellow seemed to understand this sentence and shook his head.

Fatso was even more hurt.

At this moment, two old people came from the hillside outside, supporting each other. The old woman was supporting the old man. Both of them did not seem to be in good health, but they were still very healthy in spirit.

The monk put down the water bottle in his hand.

Fatso's Primordial Spirit immediately expanded.

Even Lord Zeng who was sharpening the knife stopped what he was doing.

"Old man, I'm right, right? This temple was just built. It definitely didn't exist before."

"It's true. It's indeed a new temple."

The old man and the old man continued to walk up. What they did not know was that three people in the small temple had been watching them.

When the two old men reached the entrance of the small temple, the old man and the old woman put their palms together solemnly.

"Amitabha."

They were Buddhist believers.

The monk looked at Lord Zeng. Lord Zeng smiled, indicating that he was not ready.

Fatso, who was in the room, was a little discouraged. Why weren't they Taoist believers?

The monk adjusted his clothes and did not go out to welcome them.

Instead, he walked to the Buddha statue.

There were people worshiping in the temple.

What were they worshiping?

It was Buddha.

There were no monks in the temple.

There was only Buddha.

They came.

They worshiped me.

Layers of golden light rippled on the monk's body.

Someone came to worship Buddha.

Then he would become Buddha.

There was no Buddha in the world. Buddha said that all living beings were suffering. If all living beings needed Buddha, there would be Buddha. If all living beings did not need Buddha, there would be no Buddha.

The monk put his palms together.

The Dharma was solemn.

In an instant.

The Buddha's light shone brightly.

The sound of Sanskrit floated.

Today.

The Poor Monk became a Buddha.

Proving the Dao!