I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

"If you can't bear to part with her and don't want to die, then you only have one path to choose from," Qin Yao said with a smile.

Chen Liang suddenly grabbed his hands tightly, pleadingly saying, "Please enlighten me, Holy Monk."

Qin Yao silently withdrew his hand, looked into his eyes and said, "It's very simple. Become my disciple, follow me to cultivate Taoist arts, and in the future, use your body to suppress demons... no, I mean, find a way to convert the other party."

Upon hearing this, Chen Liang knelt down without hesitation and kowtowed three times: "Disciple Chen Liang greets Master."

"good."

Qin Yao nodded, raised his hand and pointed, striking the other person's forehead, thus imparting the entire Great Sun Tathagata Sutra to him.

Chen Liang stood frozen in place, countless golden characters floating in his eyes, and he seemed to have a faint feeling of transcendence and enlightenment.

half an hour.

As the golden characters in his eyes gradually faded and he sensed a pure magical power within his body, he discovered that his master was no longer in the study. As a result, he could only keep his many questions to himself and ponder them alone...

In the mountains and forests.

on the trail.

With his sleeves fluttering and a palm-leaf fan in hand, Qin Yao slowly walked up the mountain. Suddenly, he said in a low voice, "System, display Daoji's merit details."

As soon as the words were spoken, two lines of light symbols appeared in response:

[Saving Chen Liang earns 49 merit points.]

The current total merit points for Daoji are forty-nine.

Looking at the relevant values, a hint of surprise flashed in Qin Yao's eyes.

To be honest, this number was much higher than he had imagined. He thought it would be good if it were ten or twenty points, but he never expected it to be close to fifty.

After regaining his senses, he subconsciously thought to himself, "Could it be because Chen Liang has more scenes, or perhaps he has more destiny than ordinary people?"

Besides, he couldn't think of any other reason why the unit price for this rescue mission would be so much higher than expected.

"Daoji!!!"

As he was walking forward, a loud shout suddenly rang out from behind him, finally waking him from his reverie and causing him to instinctively stop.

Looking back, one sees the gleaming forehead and obese figure of the magistrate Hiroaki striding towards them, his face bearing an undisguised resentment.

"It's Senior Brother Guangliang."

Qin Yao chuckled and then asked, "Look at how angry you are, who upset you?"

Guangliang, panting heavily, glared at him and said, "I called your name four times just now!"

Qin Yao: "..."

This is why Guangliang posed no threat to him; he could sense even the slightest danger from the other party without them saying a word.

"Daoji, what are you thinking about so intently?" Seeing that he remained silent, Guangliang suppressed his anger and asked.

Qin Yao smiled slightly: "I'm thinking about where to do good deeds and accumulate merit later, to glorify the reputation of my Lingyin Temple."

Guangliang's heart stirred slightly, and he coughed dryly, saying, "Daoji, how about I give you a suggestion?"

"no need."

Qin Yao paused for a moment with a smile, then decisively refused: "I have my own plans, no need for you to trouble yourself, Senior Brother."

In the original drama, Daoji granted almost every request Guangliang made, although Guangliang always ended up frustrated. It seemed quite satisfying, but Qin Yao didn't want to waste his energy on this, as it would seriously delay the progress of accumulating merit...

However, Guangliang was unwilling to give up in the face of his rejection and said in a deep voice, "Daoji, let me ask you, are you a member of Lingyin Temple?"

Qin Yao pretended to remember something and immediately walked past him down the mountain: "I suddenly remembered something, Senior Brother Guangliang, we can talk about it later."

"Stop right there!" Guangliang called out as he turned around.

"It's extremely urgent, senior brother."

Qin Yao waved his hand with his back to him, and in a few flashes, he completely disappeared on the mountain path.

Watching his departing figure, Guangliang's fingers trembled with anger, but he couldn't utter a single word.

He considered going to the abbot to complain, but then he thought that given the abbot's protectiveness towards Daoji, it would be almost impossible to get a breakthrough from him.

It's outrageous.

He, the abbot of Lingyin Temple, was actually powerless against a newly initiated monk!

In the Great Wilderness.

At the summit of the snow-capped mountain.

Bai Ling hovered in mid-air in front of the cliff face, holding a red thread tightly in her hand. With a sudden jerk, she pulled and yanked a ginseng root covered in mud and with roots like countless tentacles, which was forcibly pulled out and fell into her palm.

"Junior sister~"

Just as she gripped the ginseng, preparing to ride the wind away, a deep shout suddenly came from the top of the cliff.

Bai Ling casually put away the ginseng, rode the wind into the air, and slowly landed at the end of the cliff. She looked at the rugged man in front of her with messy hair and armor and said, "Senior Brother Black Wind."

The burly man nodded and asked, "Junior Sister, what have you been busy with lately? You seem to disappear from my sight all the time..."

Just as Bai Ling was about to reveal the details, the monk's warning echoed in her mind again, and she chuckled dryly, "I'm busy gathering herbs, wanting to study alchemy."

Black Wind sighed softly, "Junior Sister, do you know that your smile always looks very unnatural when you lie?"

Bai Ling: "..."

"We've known each other for almost a thousand years, haven't we? Have I ever done anything to disappoint you?" Black Wind suddenly said with a touch of sadness, bowing his head.

Bai Ling hurriedly said, "It's not that I don't trust you, it's just that..."

“Junior sister, you are too naive. I’m really afraid you’ll be deceived,” Black Wind said sincerely.

Bai Ling remained silent for a moment, then spoke up: "Alright, alright, don't worry, I'll tell you."

I wanted to repay someone for saving my life, but my approach only caused them great harm.

A monk told me that only by gathering enough spiritual herbs and finding a magical artifact to protect the soul could this problem be completely resolved.

Hei Feng frowned slightly, then asked, "Junior Sister, what is the background of this monk?"

“According to him, he is the reincarnation of the Dragon-Subduing Venerable,” Bai Ling said.

A glint flashed in Hei Feng's eyes as he said, "Junior sister, junior sister, you're so foolish."

Bai Ling was surprised: "I'm confused?"

"Yes."

Black Wind said, "If what that monk said is true, you only need to take out his heart and give it to your benefactor, then you don't need to worry about these problems anymore."

Bai Ling hesitated and said, "This is a bit too much..."

Black Wind shook his head and said seductively, "Is it too much for humans to hunt your fox clan? But among humans, the more you hunt, the more famous you become. Junior sister, that's how the world is. You can't become a superior person by suffering, you can become one by eating people."

Bai Ling: "..."

"Don't hesitate, I'll help you, senior brother."

In the midst of her silence, Hei Feng suddenly grabbed her hands and said with a sincere expression, "After it's done, give the monk's heart to your benefactor. You and I can share his body and also gain considerable fortune."

As for the Dragon-Subduing Venerable, as long as we don't harm his soul, he will most likely continue to reincarnate, and Buddhism won't go to great lengths to retaliate against us. This is a win-win situation.

Under his persistent persuasion, Bai Ling was finally convinced and asked, "What should we do?"

Black Wind smiled smugly and said, "I have a plan that will surely make our wishes come true..." The next day.

Qin Yao walked briskly in the sunlight and through the mountains and forests, tirelessly searching for acts of charity and merit.

As they walked, they passed a tavern and saw more than a dozen men forming a circle, all watching the figure inside the circle sitting on the ground, frantically untying a bag.

Tavern...

bag……

Although the situation was different from the original plot, he still began to suspect Black Wind and White Spirit.

When a beautiful and refined woman appeared as the proprietress, the suspicion was immediately confirmed.

In fact, this woman's disguise was quite clever. She didn't resemble Bai Ling at all, and even with the divine eye, no clue could be found.

But Qin Yao not only has the Dharma Eye, he also has the Divine Eye and the Heavenly Eye. Unless someone's cultivation level is much higher than his, no monster can deceive him under the joint scrutiny of these three eyes.

"Sir, if you can't handle it, just give up. Don't exhaust yourself."

At this moment, in his heavenly eye, the white fox spoke in human language, addressing the young man on the ground.

The young man let out a long breath, stood up and said, "Please forgive my foolishness, everyone. I pride myself on my strength, but even I can't untie this magical bag."

Bai Ling smiled, looked around, and suddenly her eyes met Qin Yao's. She then greeted him warmly:
“Master, would you like to give it a try? If you can untie this bag, from now on, you can drink for free here.”

"That's so good?" Qin Yao asked with a smile.

"Of course, though I am not a gentleman, I keep my word," Bai Ling said confidently.

“Almost there…” Qin Yao said.

Bai Ling was taken aback, her face filled with curiosity: "What's missing?"

"I, the monk, not only enjoy wine and meat, but also beautiful women," Qin Yao said with a smile. "I think the proprietress is also a stunning beauty. If she were willing to add herself to the mix, I'm sure I could open this bag."

"Monk, your request is too much."

In the crowd, the young man's expression changed, and he said in a low voice, "Betting and unpacking are just for entertainment. Whether you play or not depends entirely on your mood. How can you drag the boss's wife into this?"

Qin Yao shrugged and said, "I didn't want to play in the first place, but she invited me."

"it is good."

Seeing that the young man was about to speak, Bai Ling spoke first: "If you can untie this bag from my house, I will let you do whatever you want with me."

"Boss lady, think it over!" the young man hurriedly advised, clearly also having some interest in her.

Bai Ling waved her hand and said decisively, "Don't even think about it. I bet he can't untie this bag."

Everyone: "..."

This gamble is far too big.

But realizing that none of them could open the bag, the crowd calmed down and watched as the monk in blue robes approached the center of the circle...

Are you sure you won't back out?

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Qin Yao bent down and picked up the bag, then looked at Bai Ling with a smile.

Bai Ling nodded emphatically: "I'm sure!"

"You'd better make an oath, otherwise I won't feel at ease," Qin Yao said.

"Hey, monk, if you're going to untie it, then untie it. Why all this nonsense?" the young man said with a hostile expression.

"None of your business?" Qin Yao retorted directly, then stared straight at Bai Ling.

Bai Ling was caught in a dilemma, so she could only raise three fingers: "I swear to God, as long as you can untie this bag, I will obey your every command, okay?"

"There's one last question," Qin Yao said.

Upon hearing this, not only the young man but also everyone around couldn't hold back and began to criticize and even curse.

If it were when he had just started cultivating, Qin Yao could have cursed back in circles and left everyone speechless.

But now, he just finds it funny, like standing outside a fish tank watching a group of fish blowing bubbles.

"Alright, alright, everyone, please be quiet."

Bai Ling had no choice but to control the situation, suppressing all the insults, and then turned to Qin Yao and said, "Monk, if you have any questions, just ask them now."

"Is this your bag?" Qin Yao asked, holding up the bag.

“Of course it’s mine,” Bai Ling replied without hesitation.

"Then it's alright." Qin Yao smiled slightly and immediately untied the bag.

Under the watchful eyes of a crowd of onlookers, he easily opened the drawstring of the pocket.

But just as he was about to open the pocket, he suddenly turned it around so that the opening faced Bai Ling.

In an instant, a powerful suction force burst forth from the pocket, quickly drawing Bai Ling, who was directly in front of it, into it.

Everyone was stunned until they saw him re-tie the bag, at which point they realized what had happened and screamed as they scattered in all directions.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

At this moment, the bag that Qin Yao was holding seemed to come alive and also tried to escape, making a series of noises.

But the bag's opening was firmly held in Qin Yao's palm, and no matter how hard the bag shook, it could not escape his grasp.

"You stinking monk, let go!"

With a loud shout, a beam of black light suddenly appeared and rushed straight towards Qin Yao.

Qin Yao silently raised his right hand and slashed it through the air.

With a snap, the rapidly approaching black shadow flew to the side at an even faster speed, crashing through several large trees before transforming into the shape of a black wolf.

"Ouch..."

After getting up, Black Wolf swallowed the blood in his throat, howled to the sky, and ran on all fours, charging fiercely towards the courtyard of the tavern.

Qin Yao flipped his hand and slapped Black Wolf again, this time hitting him on the other side of his face, sending him flying again and knocking out his teeth.

"Trying to scheme against me? Do you even have the ability?"

Hearing his mockery, Black Wolf stood up, trembling all over, his eyes blazing with endless resentment.

But he also knew that this monk was much stronger than he had imagined, making his scheme seem particularly ridiculous.

Therefore, after a brief weighing of the pros and cons, the black wolf suddenly turned around and tried to escape.

But as he sprinted forward, he sensed a powerful suction force coming from behind him, causing his body to keep flying backward even though he was running forward.

"Master, help!"

Faced with this desperate situation, Black Wind could only place his last hope on his master.

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of black light suddenly flashed from his chest, forcibly breaking the suction control and plunging him underground, disappearing within a hundred miles in an instant.

Qin Yao slowly narrowed his eyes, raised the bag in his hand, and said, "Try calling for your master to save you?"

Inside the Qiankun Bag, above the endless black water, Bai Ling's lips twitched, and she raised her head, saying, "Inside this Qiankun Bag, even if I scream my lungs out, my master won't hear me."

Qin Yao paused slightly, then violently tore open the Qiankun Bag, releasing Bai Ling while simultaneously filling the surrounding space with the laws of spacetime: "Now shout, let's see if your master will treat you differently..." (End of Chapter)