Skills without cooldown? I become the Scourge of the Undead!

Chapter 399: A Fate
A mountain stream not far from Lu Ran and his friends.

The long blue-gray stone steps meander to the ochre-red mountain gate.

Two mottled stone pillars stand on the left and right sides, covered with moss.

There are a few large characters engraved on it in a flamboyant style.

On the left is engraved: The sea of ​​suffering has no end.

Inscribed on the right: It’s never too late to turn back!

The gate-guarding monk held a demon-subduing pestle in his hand, and the copper rings on it struck against each other with their slight movements, making a tinkling sound.

The gray monk's robe was stained with morning dew, and he did not look lazy at all, but even had a sense of violence!

There is absolutely no sense of Buddhist peace.

The mountain path winds up and you will reach the Big Buddha Temple.

The overall scale is extremely huge, even larger than the Daluo Palace.

and.

The overall decoration is magnificent, and at first glance, it really feels that way.

And at this time.

In the square in front of the Main Hall.

Quite a few people have gathered.

A quick look shows that there are at least hundreds or thousands of people!
They knelt densely on the cushions, looking devoutly at the high platform in front of the palace.

On the high platform, an old monk with a long white beard was sitting cross-legged on a cushion, looking at the crowd below with a kind face.

"Today is a grand Buddhist event. It is a great honor for all of you to be here."

"However, everyone knows that the world today is different from the world before."

"The consecrated Buddhist artifacts we sell today are also under the rules of the New World."

"They were all consecrated by me personally."

"As for the selling price, it remains the same as before."

"It is divided into three grades, and the first batch is sold for 998."

"The second batch is of a higher grade and, of course, has a stronger Buddhist nature. The price is 9998."

"Finally, this is the best product that I have consecrated myself and nurtured with the power of Buddha. The price is 99998."

"There are not many, so be quick and get it."

……

Make sense.

This old monk looks a bit like a Buddhist master.

But why does this sound like a live broadcast of selling goods?
The Buddhist items are clearly marked with prices, so if you’re quick you’ll get what you pay for.

"Of course, because the world's rules have changed drastically, these selling prices need to be exchanged for gold coins, not the previous banknotes," the old monk reminded.

The people who were originally excited to be the leeks were suddenly dumbfounded.

This was their first time here after the fusion of the new world.

They know about gold coins.

But I haven’t gained much yet.

Some of them have never even seen what gold coins look like!
There were quite a few wealthy people present.

pity.

The monks no longer care about the money of these rich people.

What they need is gold coins!
From this point of view, these monks are more or less far-sighted.

It was not until the world was digitized that gold coins became hard currency, and all the previous banknotes were garbage!

"Master, this is not right? I don't have many gold coins."

"Yes, if it's money, I have it. Hundreds of thousands or millions are no problem."

"But this gold coin is hard to get."

"Can you leave one for me? I can buy it when I earn enough gold coins?"

……

There was chirping below.

Of course the old monk could hear it clearly.

He had thought of this situation a long time ago.

What I want to confirm is whether these people will still want it.

Seeing that it is still selling well, that’s fine.

As for when to sell it, there is no rush.

Then, the old monk's expression became extremely relaxed.

He said with a smile: "That's easy. Let's put it this way. Considering that it is indeed difficult for donors to obtain a large amount of gold coins in a short period of time, the Buddhist instruments this time can be reserved for you. When you have gold coins, you can come and buy them at any time."

in short.

I called you here today to give you a shot of prevention.

Next, hurry up and collect gold coins.

It’s not too late to buy it after you have collected the gold coins.

if not.

These people won't collect gold coins.

and.

I can only sell it to these people.

These monks have even come into contact with professionals.

After an exciting brainwashing session, when the Buddhist artifacts were taken out, no one bought them at all!
Because as professionals, what we value is attributes.

If your thing is equipment and its attributes are particularly awesome, of course people will buy it.

But a pity.

This thing can't fool professionals.

The professional took a quick look and found that there was not even an attribute panel. It was just a pile of garbage, a bunch of hand-held gadgets, and a toy. What was the use of it?

Therefore, professionals can’t sell any of them, not even a single one.

Then we still have to focus on these people and let them collect gold coins.

The purpose of today's Buddhist event is to test the opinions of these people and see what the situation is.

so far.

Things are going well!

"That's good, that's good, I'll go collect the gold coins!"

"The best kind, leave one for me, please leave one for me!"

"Gold coins shouldn't be hard to earn."

"Damn digitization. It's making this world a mess."

"But it doesn't matter. We will have the protection of Buddhism in the future, so we don't have to worry about any danger!"

……

The brainwashing was very successful!

The old monk looked at the crowd below with a kind face and was very satisfied.

At this time.

Suddenly a monk came over.

He whispered, "News has come back from the Imperial Capital that Cen Yunuo was not captured, and some of our disciples who went there died."

what?
The old monk glared and was about to get furious on the spot.

But considering that he couldn't lose his composure in today's situation, he quickly suppressed his emotions.

He just gritted his teeth and whispered, "What happened? Who did it?"

The monk responded: "It's not clear yet, but it should be killed by a professional."

The old monk frowned.

He said: "This is not right. The level of the professional is not very high. How can he be killed?"

The other party obviously didn't know the specific situation and was unable to answer.

The old monk was in deep thought, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Suddenly another monk came over.

He whispered, "Something happened at Daluo Palace."

what?
The old monk was stunned. How could something happen in Daluo Palace?

"What's the matter? Isn't there anyone in Daluo Palace? We will take over that hill sooner or later." asked the old monk.

"That's what happened. A group of people went to the Daluo Palace. They seemed to be stimulated by the digital world and planned to demolish the Daluo Palace. Several of our disciples happened to go there as well. I don't know the specific details, but after the Daluo Palace was demolished, there were really demons suppressed under the Demon Locking Tower. Now the demons have erupted and everyone present has died, including our people. So the specific situation is unknown. Now in the Daluo Palace, those demons are spreading everywhere. We..."

"Hurry up and arrange protection. We can't let demons invade the Big Buddha Temple." The old monk said hurriedly.

The two consecutive pieces of news made the old monk a little upset.

How did it turn out like this?
Now that we have finally caught hold of this group of people, we are about to make a fortune.

But these two pieces of news affected my mood.

(End of this chapter)