In the outer suburbs of Paradise City, Wuji Temple.

Rumble...

The heavy rain in autumn comes with lightning and thunder, and when it goes away, the wind stops, leaving only the rotten and loose earth, and the fallen flowers and willows everywhere.

Water drops dripped down on the tiles, and the moisture invaded the hall, making people shiver.

At the dinner table, there were seven bald heads, one old and six young, but they seemed unaffected.

"Lao Liu, the gentleman from the hospital will come this afternoon, so be prepared."

The speaker was the abbot of Wuji Temple, his voice was a little rough, and his shaved chin was faintly covered with green and black stubble.

Hearing the master's words, Shan Chun couldn't help but feel cold in his heart. On the other hand, the other five senior brothers, who were pale and clean and without beards, instantly became energetic and secretly raised their eyes to look at Shan Chun.

Of course, the senior brother without eyes can only subconsciously turn his head to express his mood.

"Yes, Master."

Shan Chun responded respectfully.

When the uncle saw this, he was very happy and said: "Master has prepared ginseng powder for you. After digging out the Dantian, I will allow you to rest for a while and recuperate. We are monks and it is useless to cultivate this level."

"In exchange for silver, you can still support my Buddha, and you can also stop distracting thoughts. Isn't that the best of both worlds? Amitabha..."

"Of course, I am giving you this precious opportunity to make you more diligent in Dharma."

"Master, please remember this great kindness." Shan Chun responded.

If the uncle shaved his chin clean, he would have a Buddha statue, white and fat, shouting the Buddha's name, but a pair of transplanted blood-red Dharma eyes would look extremely evil and sycophantic.

The senior brothers couldn't help but twitch their faces. They had all done it before. Seeing that it was finally the junior brother's turn, their hearts instantly calmed down.

The brothers have indeed received a lot of "favor" in order to make offerings to "my Buddha", not just by digging up the Dantian.

The three senior brothers on Shan Chun's left had their eyes gouged out, their ears cut off, and their noses were dug out. The two senior brothers on the right were missing a leg and an arm respectively.

The master often advises the brothers that these are all blessings. The Buddha even cut meat and fed it to the eagles, but you are not where you are. As young monks, you should train yourself more.

Hahaha, this opportunity is so precious.

Shan Chun's inner thoughts were not revealed.

Getting his Dantian dug out was just the first step. He still didn’t know how many parts he would have to remove next. After all, he had nine senior brothers as long as he could remember, and now there are only five left. It’s easy to imagine.

You old man, why don’t you dig your Dantian...

After selling the money, you can take it to meet your old baby, bah...

The old monk Uncle Chang had a lot of fun in Paradise City. Going back again and again, Shan Chun could only say that it was an eye-opener.

The most surprising thing is that Shan Chun once discovered from retrospection that the uncle had used the magic of transformation to become a cow, replacing the cow originally owned by a farmer's family.

……

Tsk tsk tsk, my eyes are open.

It is a pity that even if the rewind screen can be accelerated, Shan Chun was not able to see the final result of this matter.

Shan Chun has just turned sixteen now. He has a delicate appearance and his pubic area can be sold at a good price.

The demand for Dantian in Paradise City is increasing day by day. In addition to the sects, secular dignitaries are searching everywhere in order to transplant Dantian. I don’t know how many poor people in the city have sold Dantian for money.

The monks fight frequently and lack arms and legs. They do not need expensive elixirs of heaven and earth. They can only transplant various organs as needed, which is more cost-effective.

After all, the spiritual world is also in a recession right now, so the monks have to downgrade their consumption.

The uncle looked at Shan Chun with compassion on his face, but in his heart he was thinking about how to arrange the split in the future.

This pair of eyes should fetch a good price...

The few young disciples raised in the city can be taken into the temple...

To him, Shan Chun's whole body represents a sum of money.

After a simple vegetarian meal, the uncle was so rare that he did not let Shan Chun clean up and personally took him to the Buddhist hall in the back row.

With a creak, the door closed.

Then there was a series of noises and the door was locked.

Pat, pat...

Listening to the uncle's footsteps walking away, the humility on Shan Chun's face instantly disappeared.

The old monk's cultivation is at the ninth level of Qi refining. With Shan Chun's fifth level of Qi refining, he has no chance of winning in a head-on confrontation.

Fortunately, Shan Chun is not an ordinary person since he started practicing.

Shan Chun concentrated, and a panel that others could not see appeared in front of his eyes.

【Name: Shan Chun】

【Age:16】

[Cultivation: Fifth level of Qi refining]

[Exercise: Purple Qi from the East]

[Supernatural Power: Eye of Retrospection (Mastered) Loved by Everyone (9/10)]

【Qi and blood:85/100】

[Cultivation: 80/100]

There are no other magical fragments at the moment, and I can't break through the realm. I originally wanted to try it again, but I didn't expect this old guy to be so impatient...

The afternoon is here, think about the cold digging knife falling.

Could it be that we still expect Mr. Yisha to be gentler in his movements?

Shan Chun really couldn't calm down. Fortunately, his uncle didn't know that Shan Chun had any cultivation skills.

The panel has a certain concealing effect on Shan Chun's strength.

Shan Chun's cultivation, qi and blood, skills, magical powers, etc. are all obtained by adding points.

Cleaning the yard, talking to people, unlocking new scenes, etc. all have a certain chance of harvesting various points that can be added.

It is not easy to accumulate to this point. Shan Chun sat down and meditated.

I can’t stay in this temple anymore...

We can't stay here and be poached...

We have to run away.

The uncle locked the door. It would be difficult for ordinary people to destroy it, but for Shan Chun, it could be opened easily.

Shan Chun had made up his mind and did not act rashly. He looked at the Buddha statue in front of him.

The Buddha statue is painted with various colors of cheap crystal powder, emitting colorful shimmers in the dark.

During the Wandering God Season every year, this Buddha statue can even emit laser beams, making the scene extremely neon-dappled.

The Buddha's light shines everywhere, and it is extremely charming.

The Five-Faced Buddha looked twisted and weird, with each face having a different expression. Against the light of the Buddha's body, Shan Chun could only see the first face clearly.

Its eyes were staring downwards, and one twisted hair stretched out upwards, and the tip was divided into two parts, which were drilled into the nostrils of the Buddha statue...

It takes a lot of effort, and it’s not easy to be a Buddha. You just have to perform flower chores, and you still have to be a statue.

Shan Chun curled his lips.

Now in the past, only disciples who had to have their "parts" removed could enter this Buddhist hall. Shan Chun immediately used his magical power.

This is also Shan Chun’s habit.

If nothing happens, let’s look back.

【Eye of Retrospection】

Dynamic pictures suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

The Eye of Retrospection can trigger the past scene of the scene and obtain information.

The sneaky figure of Elder Monk appeared in the scene.

What are you doing?

Shan Chun stared closely.

The uncle was in this Buddhist hall, wearing a plain Buddhist robe. He jumped lightly next to the incense table, and the fat on his body trembled up and down.

The uncle landed on the shoulders of the Five-faced Buddha, then reached out and patted the Buddha's head. The Buddha's head opened from the top of his head. He took something out of his arms and put it in.

The screen was interrupted at this time.

This old guy is pretty smart.

Shan Chun pursed his lips. He was used to the interruption of the picture. Perhaps due to the limitations of his own cultivation, the duration of the retrospective picture was limited.

There is an article on the Buddha's head...
To be continued...