Immortal emperor reborn mixed city

After the bald man left, the middle-aged man stood outside the sect and waited quietly, very patiently.

Su Yan was not in a hurry to go in, he wanted to see if the Buddha Sect was also contaminated by dirt.

Su Yan sat on the edge of the cliff, closed his eyes tightly, and began to practice Zhou Tian.

He won't waste any time, he will practice as long as he has the remaining time.

For five years, he has been holding back and has not broken through the realm of yin and yang. He has been half-stepping into the realm of yin and yang.

The reason is very simple. He wants to enter the high-level world and make a breakthrough.

The high-level world has natural energy, and if he absorbs and breaks through it, his realm will naturally be more stable, and his strength will be very different.

After five years of growth, it can be said that every bit of Su Yan's body has been used to its maximum, and there is absolutely no room for further growth.

But Su Yan did not give up. He was still running Zhou Tian and the "Nine Heavens of Chaos" to maximize his power.

The mountains outside are covered with white snow. This place is synonymous with cold, and the strong wind never stops.

From noon to sunset, the middle-aged man stood outside the sect, waiting patiently.

Although he waited for several hours, the middle-aged man did not think that he had been deceived. He just thought that the Buddha was very busy and he had to wait patiently.

In the eyes of outsiders and even Su Yan, this middle-aged man is a fool, a big fool.

I was deceived and I didn’t know it yet, so I just waited stupidly.

But in fact, the middle-aged man didn't dare to think in that direction, he didn't dare at all.

He shoulders the hope of everyone, and he must invite the Buddha to bring hope to his hometown.

Of course, he did respect the Buddha very much, because the Buddha has been said to be miraculous in this place, as if everyone is a god.

They can fly into the sky and escape from the earth, they can kill demons and eliminate demons, they can help ordinary people, they are gods in the eyes of the people.

But people in this place don't know that there are very few such gods, they can almost be counted on one hand, and they are all casual cultivators.

This sect has never been like this before. It is just stealing its prestige and defrauding these stupid people out of their money.

The night became darker and darker, the wind howled more and more, the snow fell heavily, and the middle-aged man was already numb from the cold.

He stood motionless outside the sect, his whole body covered in white snow, just like when Su Yan saved him.

The little Buddha at the gate of the sect couldn't bear it and wanted to dissuade the middle-aged man, but the middle-aged man didn't listen at all, even though he was already shaking all over.

He wanted to get a cup of hot water, but before he could bring it over, the hot water had already turned into popsicles.

What is the bald man who collected the things doing now?

He didn't inform his sect master at all, he just wanted to take things without doing anything else.

This sect is very big, with countless disciples, and it even looks like a small city inside.

The bald man took the money he received and went directly to the Ji Zhai Hall to exchange for a lot of big fish and meat.

It was snowing heavily outside and there was a strong wind at the moment, but the bald man was sitting in a warm house, eating big fish and meat with a group of bald heads.

"Jie Se, where did you get your money?"

A fat Buddha held half a roast chicken in his hand, his mouth full of oil.

The bald man's name is Jie Se, which is his dharma name.

"Jie Cai, you don't care where I get my money. It would be nice if I could treat you to a meal."

The robbery was the Fat Buddha. He curled his lips and said, "He must have used the money from other people's donors."

"So what if it goes smoothly, I will tell you that I took it honestly this time, and he gave it to me himself."

"Then it must be someone else who wants to ask for something."

"Jie Cai, I find that it was a waste of time to obtain your Dharma title. Are you jealous of me?"

"He's just jealous of you for being able to go down the mountain to burn the kiln every month."

Others followed suit, and everyone laughed and cursed.

They felt quite comfortable, having eaten and drank enough, and now all of them were fast asleep.

The middle-aged man was almost unconscious from the cold.

The money was collected by the villagers, all from selling the few cattle and sheep at home, and it was all hard-earned money.

Su Yan opened his eyes and just meditated for a while. It was already so dark.

Seeing the middle-aged man still waiting stupidly, Su Yan kept shaking his head.

Of course he understands the mentality of the middle-aged man. Could this man be so stupid? Does he not know that he has been swiped? In fact, he cannot believe the fact.

Su Yan originally didn't want to help such a poor man, after all, he couldn't handle such a mess.

But something was different today. He met him and he could help.

Su Yan casually waved a burst of spiritual power towards the middle-aged man, helping him to unfreeze and restore warmth.

The middle-aged man was not happy at all, his face was full of tears. He had never shed tears in so many years, but this time he couldn't hold it back.

He has betrayed the trust of his fellow villagers, and he cannot invite the gods and Buddhas back.

"Why did you save me? You just let me die. I don't have the face to see my fellow villagers."

The middle-aged man cried very sadly, howling and heartbroken.

Su Yan had a cold face. It was not that he was not infected, but that he was angry.

Su Yan glanced at the Buddha Sect and said to the middle-aged man, "Let's go, I'll take you in."

The middle-aged man shook his head and said: "The gods and Buddhas must have thought that I was insincere and the sesame oil I gave was not enough, so they did not meet me and punished me."

Su Yan frowned. He originally thought that the middle-aged man understood everything, but he just didn't want to believe the facts.

But now it seems that he was wrong. This middle-aged man is stupid, and he is still so stupid at this point.

"Even if you give them a mountain of gold and silver, they won't help you." Su Yan said angrily.

The middle-aged man immediately retorted: "No, if I have gold and silver, the gods and Buddhas will definitely help me."

"you have not."

Su Yan was too lazy to talk nonsense with this man.

He walked towards the door, and the middle-aged man followed him directly, obviously passively.

"What are you going to do?"

The middle-aged man looked at Su Yan with uneasiness.

Su Yan didn't answer, and still looked ahead, while the middle-aged man followed him involuntarily.

Su Yan glanced at the little Buddha and said calmly: "If you leave this place, this sect will no longer exist."

The little Buddha was frightened. He had never seen such an arrogant person who dared to speak such arrogant words.

He didn't dare to speak because Su Yan's eyes had become very sharp.

At this moment, the two of them stepped into the Buddha Sect and had a panoramic view of everything inside.

Many Buddhas not only went down to the mountains to burn kilns, but those with greater power even invited the kilns to the mountains.

This group of Buddhas indulged themselves in sensuality within the sect, as if they were in heaven and on earth.

When the middle-aged man saw this scene, he finally collapsed, and the gods and Buddhas in his heart completely turned into a pile of loess.

"Why, why is this like this, why!"

The middle-aged man roared hysterically, heartbroken and bleeding.