I am doing construction in the cultivation world

Chapter 11 Why does money go so fast?

The whistling ghosts quickly overwhelmed Rixing Yishan, and the wave of resentful souls that rushed to the delicious food did let out shrill screams.

I saw that the whole body was covered with golden light for doing good deeds every day, and it was astonishingly that he was protected by a rich golden light of merit.

He sat cross-legged on the spot, muttering words in his mouth, and passages of scriptures about salvation in the past life spread like ripples.

The resentful soul that was touched first struggled in pain, gradually became calm, and finally showed a look of relief, and then turned into a golden light and disappeared.

Every time a resentful soul dissipated, the golden light on Ri Xing Yishan's body became more solidified.

Seeing that dozens of the resentful souls he had worked so hard to refine disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the Hundred Soul Banner would fall down due to insufficient souls if things continued like this, the young man in black hurriedly recalled the resentful souls, and took the soul banner back into storage with great heartache. bag.

Yishan smacked his lips, looked regretfully at the young man in black taking back the storage bag of the soul banner, and stared at him with a dark face, so he said seriously:
"Amitabha, benefactor, refining the soul banner is too sinister and harmful to one's moral character. Why not take it out and let the poor monks save them!"

The young man in black snorted coldly, not wanting to talk to Rixing Yishan, and threw a big net at Rixing Yishan.

Do a good deed every day: stop!
After the big net stopped, the young man in black immediately retracted it, so as not to be tied back.

The young man in black was running with spiritual energy, intending to launch a soul attack with a stronger cultivation base than Rixing Yishan, and blasted towards Rixing Yishan with a silent roar.

But seeing the golden light flashing all over Rixing Yishan's body, he easily dispelled his attack.

At this moment, the young man in black looked very solemn. What happened to this monk?It's obviously in the early stages of foundation building, why is it so difficult to fight?
Ordinarily, in the early stages of foundation building, he couldn't even pass the small sword level in his hand. Now, with all his methods, he can't even hurt him at all. Is this the orthodox strength of Buddhism?
No, the Nanfa Temple in Hengzhou is civilized with the Vajra Fist method, and although it can also be used for transcendence, it is obviously not such an arbitrarily transcendent one. How can a refined vengeful spirit be so easily transcended? !

Rixing Yishan has never shown boxing skills from the beginning to the end, and the young man in black is not a monk who is good at melee combat, so naturally he would not go up to verify it. He weighed it for a long time, suppressed his anger, and said aggrievedly:

"Okay, I'll make the decision and sell these two dolls to you. After all, my employer is also a person who bought them with serious money. It is impossible for you to go away for nothing."

Ri Xing Yishan thought about it for a while and felt that what he said made sense, so he nodded and said:
"Then tell me, how much does it cost?"

As he spoke, he looked at the pair of childlike eyes who secretly lifted the black cloth of the carriage. On the way here, he also heard about Yuyang Sanxian buying dolls.

Yuyang Sanxian and Undo Fudo from Nanfa Temple were fighting in Qishan a month ago, and found a cave ruins together, so they decided to explore the cave first and then settle their grievances.

Who knew that the restrictions in the cave were so powerful that Yuyang Sanxian was seriously injured and retreated, and his cultivation level might have declined.

Uncle Fudo of Nanfa Temple was trapped in that cave.

It doesn't seem like Yuyang Sanxian would do anything good by buying so many children at this time.

How about buying all these dolls and counting them as a good deed today?
Thinking of this, his eyes lit up.

The voice of the young man in the night came to his ears:

"One piece of hardware, a total of twelve pieces of gold."

Rixing Yishan happily opened his messenger bag and saw...

Well... I brought a lot of money with me when I came out... I spent a lot along the way... I did a lot of good deeds, um... I met homeless hungry people on the way here yesterday, and I exchanged all the money for rice...

He suddenly opened his mouth... ah...why did the money spend so fast? !

When he came to Hengzhou, he obviously brought a bag of gold and silver. Although he didn't pay attention to how much it was, it was quite a lot anyway...

Seeing the embarrassed expression of Nikkyo Isshin, the young man in black and the people who retreated to the roadside twitched their teeth. At first, this guy looked like he was not short of money, but after reading the book, he fell silent. He was shocked and embarrassed. It actually looks a little funny.

The young man in black smiled and spread his hands and said:
"It's not that we don't give Grandmaster a chance. These children were originally intended to be sold to the city lord and dedicated to Yuyang Sanxian. We specially opened the door for Grandmaster to let you buy two back. If you don't have money, we can't do anything about it." .”

He said, looked around jokingly, and said:
"Or? Can you borrow some from someone?"

Ten taels of gold is not a small amount. How can ordinary people borrow it? Even if they can, they will not lend it to a monk they have never met.

Coupled with the oppressive gaze of the young man in black, the wealthy businessman did not dare to touch the foundation-building monk's bad luck. It was not necessary unless he was a relative.

Ri Xingyishan didn't think too much about it, and thought his proposal was very good, and turned his head to the crowd with clasped hands:

"Amitabha, the poor monk does a good deed every day. I need to borrow some money. I hope all the donors can lend a helping hand."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head, only to see that the onlookers subconsciously took half a step back.

When Tang Xiao saw Ri Xing Yishan's shining golden salvation scene, he was already filled with envy. Seeing the two people stop fighting, he murmured to the side with the white porcelain grudge in his arms, trying to see what method he could use to save him. Learn the law.

As soon as the crowd retreated, this pretty 12-year-old girl stood out.

The salesman who was with her quickly stretched out his hand to pull her. She was about to turn around and ask what was going on when she saw Ri Xing Yishan happily walking towards her. Seeing that she had three storage bags hanging on her waist, her eyes suddenly widened. Bright.

"Amitabha, the little benefactor has a destiny with the Buddha and must be a very rich and noble person..."

As he spoke, he caught sight of the white porcelain resentment puppet held in Tang Xiao's arms, which turned out to be a middle-grade resentment magic weapon!Yin Qi lingered on the magic weapon, but luckily the little girl didn't seem to be eroded.

Do one good deed and upright color every day:

"Little donor, this thing..."

He originally wanted to say that this thing is sinister, and asked the poor monk to save it for you.But when I thought about borrowing money from others, I coughed and pointed:
"Cough! The little benefactor's cultivation base is low, and he doesn't have any condensate. Don't hold this kind of thing in your arms. It's easy to bring disaster. It's better to give it to the poor... Ah bah, it's better to put it away."

Seeing him dawdling, the young man in black still had a joking expression on his face and shouted loudly:
"Master, if you can't borrow money, we are about to enter the city, and the city lord is still waiting to accept people!"

Kazuyoshi Hikyo scratched his head in embarrassment, and looked at Tang Xiao anxiously.

"Does the little benefactor have enough money?"

Tang Xiao was a little dumbfounded. He asked, "Did I tell you that I wanted to lend you money?"
She sighed and asked:
"Twelve taels of gold?"

Ri Xing Yishan looked back at the two carriages, closed his eyes and felt for a moment, one costs five taels of gold, how much is twenty?

"Hmm...520 taels of gold!"

"What do you want so much for?"

Tang Xiao was puzzled. He scratched his bald head and said embarrassedly:

"There are twenty children there! We can't just save two..."

Tang Xiao looked at the two carriages and then at the bald monk, your math is...well, you don't have a math teacher.

She put the white porcelain resentment into the storage bag, and asked Xie Wanying to help her find the money bag containing the gold ingots.

Bian Zhen said to one good deed every day:
"Master, one is five taels of gold, and twenty is 100 taels."

Rixing Kazushan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled awkwardly:
"Ah! Is that right? It turned out to be 100 taels, hahaha...does the little benefactor have any?"

If Tang Xiao wants to learn the method of transcendence, he must borrow money.

He took out the silver ingots back into his storage bag and handed the big bag filled with golden ingots to Tianyixiao. Tangxiao felt that this was wrong. He had never been so generous in his two lives. In his previous life, he had lent 200 yuan to his classmates at most. Yuan money.

100 taels of gold, three hundred and one grams is 150 million!Fortunately, it is a loan, this monk should not default on the loan!

Thinking that there was no gold ingot in her pocket, Tang Xiao felt a little sad, but when she thought that spirit stones were hard currency, she straightened her back again.

Seeing that 100 taels of gold is so much, it was only after doing good deeds every day that he realized that he was not very rich.

He gratefully took the big money bag, turned and walked towards the young man in black.

The young man in black who had retreated to the side of Ren Yazi was obviously stunned for a moment, he did not expect to borrow money!Such a big bag? !Is it silver?That's not enough!
With a smile every day, he handed the money bag to the young man in black, and said proudly:

"Hey, 100 taels of gold, I bought all the children in the two cars."

Both the young man in black and Ren Yazi couldn't help but widen their eyes, and the middle-aged man Yazi became anxious first:

"No, no, we placed the order with the city lord. It's fine if you buy two. Why do we need all of them? Then how can we explain to the city lord."

The young man in black narrowed his eyes and looked at the little girl who lent such a large sum of money.

Well, a girl in the training period, let me tell you, how could an ordinary person lend... three storage bags!And two of the materials are obviously not suitable for a foundation-building monk like him! !

He immediately inspected the crowd around him and found that only a middle-aged salesman was close to the girl. At this moment, the salesman was looking at the little girl in shock.

No servants or guardians?He couldn't help but feel happy, but he still temporarily suppressed his greed. The fat sheep is too fat, so there may be risks.

"Who are you selling to? Why don't you sell to the poor monk? What's wrong with the city lord? Do you look down on our Nanfa Temple?"

Ri Xing Yishan was still trying to reason with the middle-aged Ya Zi. The middle-aged Ya Zi was so overwhelmed by the Nanfa Temple that he appeared that he didn’t know how to speak. He didn’t even look at the young man in black. After all, the young man in black was just an external guard of Ya Xing. , just collect money to do things.

Just in trouble, a hale and hearty little old man came out with a team of city guards in the city gate.

The middle-aged man Yazi immediately put on a happy look on his face, waved his hand and said:

"Master Liu! You're here!"

As he spoke, he quickly stepped forward and held the old man's withered hand. Disdain flashed in the old man's eyes, and he calmly took out his hand and asked:
"I heard that someone is making trouble at the gate of the city, what's going on?"

Ren Yazi respectfully stood beside the old man, pointed at the day and said:

"This eminent monk from Nanfa Temple wants to buy these children. Our dental shop has an order from the city lord, so how dare we sell to him, but this Nanfa Temple..."

The old man frowned, when did Nanfa Temple take care of the mundane world?

Seeing the monk looking over, he immediately stretched his brows, and said with a pleasant expression:

"Grandmaster, these children are dedicated to Yuyang Sanxian. We mortals dare not overstep. I hope the master will not make things difficult for us."

Do one good deed a day:…

(End of this chapter)