Chapter 63

The little monk is really lovable. He looks handsome, shaves his small bald head, and his big eyes seem to be able to speak. At the moment, he is staring at Ye Han curiously. Maybe he doesn't enjoy it. He also stood up and walked to Ye Han and touched him, as if he were watching a beloved toy.

Ye Han was bewildered by the little monk's behavior. The little guy regarded him as a toy baby!

"Benefactor, it seems that Qingcheng likes you very much, so I'm relieved." at this time, the old monk has opened his eyes, held a string of Buddha beads in his hand, looked at them with a smile, smelled the speech, ye Han looked at the old monk and said; "Master, we haven't lived all our lives. What can I do for you?"

The old monk smiled; "Everything is fate. It's fate to meet you thousands of miles away. Benefactor, it's fate to let you and me meet here. Moreover, I saw a dragon flying around the temple just now. It must be a distinguished guest who came to the PI temple. Now it's true. Benefactor's life is strange. If you don't die after a hundred robberies, you will become emperor."

Ye Han was too lazy to listen to the old monk talking about these useless things and said directly; "Old monk, I don't have time to play charades with you. Just tell me why I want to see you. If I don't, I can go."

"Hehe, don't worry, benefactor." the old monk smiled faintly and then said; "Do you like children, benefactor?"

Ye Han looked at Xiao Heshang, who was still standing beside him, and pinched his face, which made the little monk stare at him angrily. He was unhappy. Seeing this, ye Han smiled happily; "I like it very much, old monk. Is this little guy your disciple?"

"No." the old monk shook his head and said; "Although Qingcheng grew up with me since childhood, I didn't teach him anything. Now the time has come, the new fate has come, the old fate between me and him has ended, and it's time for him to leave me!"

With that, the old monk sighed and said "Amitabha".

Hearing the old monk's words, ye Han smiled; "Old monk, are you willing to let such a lovely little guy leave?"

The old monk sighed again. His eyes were a little complicated and said; "What the benefactor said is, but the fate between me and him is over. If he doesn't go, he will have life worries. Only by following the benefactor can he have a solution."

"Follow me?" Ye Han smiled and said; "Old monk, don't talk to me about these things. I think your temple is very broken. It can't be that the little bald head is your illegitimate son. You can't support yourself now. Let me raise it for you?"

"Amitabha." the old monk smiled bitterly; "Benefactor, I'm joking. I haven't married in my life. Why do I want Qingcheng to follow benefactor? It's because benefactor has a strange life style and a strange nature. Moreover, the benefactor's body has the power to defeat Qingcheng. Only this power can keep her safe. If benefactor doesn't believe it, try it."

The old monk said something, but ye Han understood. There was a force in the little bald man's body, and the force in his body was just the bane of the little monk's body. Ye Han took the little monk's palm, instilled the internal force in the past, and entered the little monk's body.

Suddenly, at the moment when ye Han's inner strength entered the little monk's body, a terrible force surging like the ocean was released quickly, which directly injected Ye Han into the past, and the inner strength rebounded. At the moment when the inner strength was rebounded, ye Han saw that there was a black force in the little monk's Dantian, which was a mini black dragon, I'm sleeping right now.

Ye Han was shocked. Is that a force? Or is it really a black dragon? Even the power released in the deep sleep is extremely terrible. If the things in the small bald head are completely released, ye Han can't imagine how terrible it will be!

"Benefactor, have you ever felt it?" the old monk looked at Ye Han and asked.

Hearing the speech, ye Han turned his head and frowned; "Old monk, what the hell is that? It's so terrible!"

"That's not human power!" the old monk sighed; "But the power in the donor's body is just the bane of this thing. I'm relieved to follow you."

"Old monk, are you kidding?" Ye Han sneered; "The things in this little guy's body are so terrible that you let him follow me. I think you want to kill me? What's more, I have no relatives with you. Why should I promise you?"

"No." Lao Heshang shook his head and said; "Have you not noticed the difference between your strength and other people?" he said. "What you are practicing is not the inner strength, but the spirit of the warrior, the essence of heaven and earth, and the way the old man walks."

"Reiki?" Ye Han was puzzled. From Zhao Hengtian's mouth, ye Han knew that the martial arts began to cultivate internal strength from the Qi feeling realm, and the next realm was the realm of Peiyuan. They still cultivate internal strength. Only the experts who got through Ren Du's two veins, they cultivate real Qi, but what does this Reiki belong to? Ye Han really doesn't know.

"You will understand later." the old monk looked at Ye Han and said; "The power of the donor comes from the essence of heaven and earth, and is the nemesis of the strength of the city. If he delivers one or two of your strength when he is sick, he will be safe and sound. If the donor is willing to promise, I will give you a big fortune."

"Old monk, why don't you do these things yourself?" Ye Han was a little strange.

"It's not that I don't do it, but I'm powerless. I've been trying to suppress the power in his body for many years, and I'm afraid that my time will come in a few days!" after that, the old monk folded his hands and recited a Scripture.

Hearing this, ye Han had a touch of respect for the old monk, and then said; "I like the little bald head. I can take care of it."

Hearing the speech, the old monk smiled and showed a relieved look; "Thank you very much, benefactor. In this way, I can go at ease."

With that, the Buddha bead in the old monk's hand automatically broke away, and then he grabbed it and waved it across the air. Ye Han felt that his body was sucked by a powerful force and sat in front of the old monk. He couldn't resist at all.

"Old monk, what are you doing?" Ye Han looked surprised.

The old monk was still smiling. He put his hands against Ye Han's chest, and a force like a raging tide was immediately transmitted to Ye Han's body; "When a sword touches the sky, the heroes are defeated. They are proud of the world of mortals and only ask the sky. Almsgiver, if you have the chance to see your old friend someday, please take me to say that you have no sorrow and live up to your trust."

With that, the old monk calmly closed his eyes, and the power in his body was still flowing towards Ye Han's body.

"Master, why do you bother..."

Ye Han felt a pain in his heart. In front of him, the old monk was not related to him, but for a promise, he passed on his remaining strength to him when his time was coming. This was not good luck for him, but great kindness, but he didn't return it, because ye Han could feel that the vitality in the old monk was gradually losing, so he could only look at it and do nothing.

With the old monk constantly transmitting his power, ye Han's internal power is growing rapidly after assimilating these external forces. In just a few minutes, his strength has been promoted to the middle stage of Qi feeling, and this change has not stopped.

At this time, the bell of Buddha also rang, one after another, nine times in total, which spread all over the top of the mountain. The nine times fell, and the people in Wofo temple had a bad feeling. Then they saw monks kneeling down and kneeling in a direction in the backyard of Wofo temple.

Wofo temple, a respected Master has returned to heaven!