Chapter 722

The time passed bit by bit in the sound of knocking, and Lin Wushuang occasionally replenished his own blood to the hazy. After a long time, he was inevitably anxious. Seeing this, Master Ruoshui asked Xuan Xiao to take Lin Wushuang out of here, and let him Go host there.

"For the host, there is no problem with the enchantment. As for why you can come in and out at will, it still needs to be decided by the host." After Master Ruoshui finished speaking, he asked Lin Wushuang and the others to host over there.

Halfway, Lin Wushuang asked his apprentice Xuan Xiao.

"What's it like for them to host? Don't I do some weird experiments?" Lin Wushuang watched a lot of science fiction movies, and expressed a little worry for himself about his special physique.

"The host is a very good person, master, you don't have to be afraid"

"Okay" Lin Wushuang knew that his apprentice would never be a liar.

When Lin Wushuang saw the so-called host, he thought he was dazzled.

"Are you the host?"

"Amitabha, the poor monk is naturally the host"

"Rejuvenate?" Lin Wushuang was out of control. Shouldn't the hosts all be gray-haired and kind-hearted grandpas?What's the matter with this teenage child, even in the world of cultivating immortals, he has a childlike face, but unless he breaks through to a certain level at a very young age, he can maintain that state for many, many years.

Just like Lin Wushuang's current self, he has always maintained his 15-year-old appearance, and he looks like a little girl who is not well developed.

But the little novice in front of Lin Wushuang was only as tall as her shoulders, and she wondered if he was eleven or twelve years old.

"The benefactor is the female benefactor who can enter the enchantment of my Buddha's domain at will, please follow me." The little host was wearing a moon-white monk's robe, turned and walked in front.

Several people followed him curiously.

"Don't know the name of the master yet?" Lin Wushuang asked.

"Poor monks suffer"

Such a strange name, of course Lin Wushuang dared not say it.

"All suffering masters, Master Ruo Shui said that the barrier has not been destroyed, but I am indeed a woman, do you know why?"

"The enchantment was set up by my ancestor of the Buddha. We have not touched it. We just need to pray sincerely every day, and the Buddha's light will shine everywhere. As long as there is a believer of the Buddha here, this enchantment will always exist." The host of all beings explained to Lin Wushuang and the others .

"It's against the sky, but I'm a loophole in this thing. Didn't a woman come in before?" Lin Wushuang wanted to ask tentatively.

"Thousands of years ago, there was, and I didn't say anything at that time. You have to ask me, you have to ask my master, but he travels all over the world, and I can't get in touch with his old man."

Lin Wushuang said that he was so young, and he was pushed by the old monk to become the host, and his young age was hard for him, so Lin Wushuang suddenly decided to have some sympathy for the young monk.

"Almsgiver, please sit down." The sentient beings brought everyone to an antique and simply decorated room, and there was a big statue of a golden Buddha in the room.

"Is this your Buddha?"

"No, this is my master's Buddha statue"

This Buddha statue seems to be very old, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, like a grandfather.

Lin Wushuang and the others sat on the white futon

"Can the benefactor stretch out his hand, and the poor monk will take a look?"

Lin Wushuang knew that he would never let him go.

"Don't draw blood, I don't have much blood." Lin Wushuang stretched out his hand, still wanting to say his bottom line.

"The benefactor really likes to joke." The host of all living beings chuckled, it looked harmless to humans and animals, and the face with fat and milk was extremely cute.

Lin Wushuang had no choice but to stretch out his hand and hand it to him generously.

(End of this chapter)

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