Chapter 138

Cast in the holy temple.

Ye Fan looked at the suddenly appeared Taoist Baimei and was surprised.

Bodhi?

He didn't teach the monkey king in Fangcun mountain. Why did he come here?

On the first floor of the temple, Zhen Yuanzi frowned at the man who suddenly appeared.

Who is this man and why have you never seen him?

And it is still the peak of quasi saints. You know, there is no such person among the known quasi saints.

Kunpeng and Styx are also observing this person.

"I'm poor, Bodhi Taoist. I've met your Taoist friends."

Xu Bodhi glanced around and understood the operation rules of casting the first floor of the temple.

But he couldn't see the person sitting above, and even there was no such person in his perception.

Although he had known for a long time that the master of the temple was mysterious and jomti himself had been here many times, this was the first time he had come to the temple since he had his own consciousness.

Zhenyuan immortal's heart was cold. He was a Taoist, but he was called Bodhi. Was he one of the three corpses of those two people in the west?

"Poor Dao Zhen Yuanzi, I've seen Dao friends!"

All the immortals present also saluted. After all, this man's dusty appearance and unfathomable strength are far beyond their comparison.

Kunpeng and Styx took a look at Bodhi and went directly to the second floor. The Taoist's breath made them very uncomfortable.

Ye Fan nodded: "don't be polite. If you want to improve your weapons or change your opportunities, here is your best choice."

Bodhi Taoist moved in his heart. Did the temple Lord know what he needed?

"Thank you, sir!"

He looked at the immortals around him, one by one excited and red, and obviously got unimaginable benefits.

The people around him just looked at him and concentrated on strengthening their weapons.

Nothing is more important to improve your ability.

Xu Bodhi's heart moved, and the melting pot of heaven and earth appeared in front of him.

After a burst of surprise, he knew it.

Is this the tool that can claim to strengthen ordinary magic soldiers to the Lingbao after tomorrow?

The flame seemed to have no temperature, and he couldn't feel it at all, but it was incredible that it could have such a great effect.

What saints can't do, this stove has been solved. Isn't the gossip stove so powerful?

He pondered for a while and looked at the dust on his arm.

This whisk is called colorful divine light dust. It is refined from the branches of qibaomiao tree. He uses it very well.

Learn the operation methods of the people around and put the dust into the furnace.

He stretched out his palm and patted it.

He instantly felt that his original strength had been pulled away.

Boom!

The fire in the melting pot of heaven and earth suddenly flourished.

"Ding, colorful divine light dust strengthen + 1 success."

Is it so simple that the bearded Bodhi looks changed without saying Gou's smile?

This dust brush was originally a inferior congenital treasure, which rose to the top at once.

That's great!

However, he suddenly remembered the loss that zhunti Taoist had suffered here before. It was so simple. Why did he almost lose all the money in ah jingling mountain?

Is there any trick?

With the thought in your heart, then begin to strengthen.

"Ding, colorful light dust strengthens + 2 success."

Bodhi master is confident on his face at the moment. Just have hands. I really don't know what's going on with his noumenon.

A series of intensified sounds echoed continuously, and the next prompt sounded at an interval of less than one breath.

The people next to him were stunned. After all, they had failed to strengthen, but the Taoist who claimed to be Bodhi seemed to have no estimate. He was completely reckless.

Generally, this happens, either the other party has great confidence in himself or a novice who doesn't know anything.

But obviously, when he was introduced just now, everyone had never heard of him. At first glance, he was a brand-new old sprout new.

But the luck is terrible.

"Hiss, is this man really lucky?" a God General under Lei's command raised his beard and looked envious.

Another humanitarian said: "no, I've been staring at him. You don't know. There's no interval when he strengthens. It's completely clear to me. If I didn't know that he came for the first time, I thought it was senior brother Zhao Gongming!"

Except for Zhao Gongming, they didn't see the second one.

Although there are Zhen Yuanzi and others, these people have not seen Zhen Yuanzi, so they have to use Zhao Gongming to proofing.

"In other words, senior brother Zhao Gongming is really unlucky."

"Nonsense, how can you be the God of wealth without your own luck!"

"Shh, he has now left heaven and returned to the gate of saints."

The two chatted awkwardly.

At the moment, xubodhi has been strengthened to + 15. It has forcibly strengthened a congenital treasure to the level of inferior congenital treasure.

Xu Bodhi took back his brush, changed another magic weapon and began to strengthen. It was still smooth.

This may be the boss. He works with moderation and has no greed.

"Ding, floating away sword strengthening + 8 succeeded."

Around, people who have been paying attention here have begun to numb.

It's really good luck.

Bodhi Taoist looked around at the gods who rubbed against him with a slight frown.

"What are you, gentlemen?"

"Well, I just want to see how you strengthen it," said the man, summoning his furnace to strengthen.

"Ding, Li Han sword strengthening + 4 failed!"

Everyone stared at the man with a stunned face. What's the situation? It doesn't work to rub luck?

"Ah, ha ha, nothing, normal, normal!" the man smiled reluctantly with a bitter face.

Everyone thought, deserved it, and wanted to rub their luck. There was no way.

The chigong and others who stayed on the first floor saw that these people were surrounded by Bodhi, but they didn't strengthen themselves. They immediately said, "if you can leave after strengthening, please don't interfere with others."

The crowd dispersed in an instant and looked at chigong with a trace of fear.

They were also very strange. They didn't know why they were afraid of this man. They had never seen him, but they were trembled by one of his eyes.

It's just not human.

Chigong smiled with satisfaction, which was almost the same.

Since the master asked them to maintain order, they must do it in place.

This is much better than farming on Jilei mountain.

Suddenly, he looked at the gate.

There are several strong smells approaching quickly.

The weakest of them are Da Luo Jinxian.

"Buddhism? This kind of Saint must be a Western Saint."

Chigong murmured to himself. He looked at his master.

"Master!"

"Well, I see!" Ye Fan had an unidentified smile on his face. If he expected it well, the two must be because of Xu Bodhi.

Thinking of this, he looked at the Bodhi Taoist in the hall.

"Zhunti and pick up!"

"Thank you for telling me."

He said that without looking back, he went straight into the light curtain on the second floor of the temple.