The Heavens: From the Awakening of Douluo's Martial Soul

Although the mystery of Bian Ji's identity was basically confirmed, Ye Yuan's life has not changed in any way.

It is still the habit of the past, studying, cultivating the mind, cultivating...

He is still the little bald head who doesn't know much about the world, and he rarely even goes out to temples.

What is not known is that Ye Yuan often got into the Qiankun Cauldron, where he ate meat and elixir, and his cultivation base was advancing by leaps and bounds. Seeing that his cultivation base was almost at the middle stage of the second order.

As for Daoyue, he has never been able to clearly see Ye Yuan's cultivation.

This is true for the second order, and it is also true for the first order.

There is no way, the formless mana has no form or form, and ordinary cultivators really can't find it, especially when Ye Yuan's mana is not released, only the ninth level and above can detect it.

I have to say that the Formless Dharma Body is really the number one weapon for pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

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Time flies, autumn goes and winter comes.

The first snow in the first year of Zhenguan came earlier than before.

Snowflakes were flying all over the sky like goose feathers, whirling and dancing down, Chang'an City was already a piece of snow white, as far as the eye could see, the whole world was silvery white and sparkling.

There was a sudden heavy snowfall, and the chill between the sky and the earth was piercing. In an unremarkable small temple, the gate of the temple was still opened early.

It doesn't matter whether there are pilgrims or not, what is important is that the Bodhi Temple cannot refuse anyone's heart of worshiping Buddha.

Therefore, even if it is almost impossible for pilgrims to come today, the gate of the temple still has to be opened, and it must be opened on time.

This is not only respect for pilgrims, but also the practice of monks themselves.

The heavy snow was still falling, and a big meat dumpling slowly swayed into the Daxiong Hall. Although there were many candles and incense in the hall, the door was open, and there was still no warmth inside.

The big meat dumpling walked up to an old monk and sat down, probably unable to bear the cold, shivered a bit, as if hitting a rubber ball.

A childish voice came from the big meat ball.

"Master, it's too cold!"

The old monk's body was very "clean". He wore very thin clothes, but his face was still flushed, as if he didn't feel the slightest cold even in the howling wind.

The old monk opened his eyes, glanced at the big meatball beside him, shook his head helplessly, and cursed with a smile.

"Dialectics, you elm head!"

Dialectics was not convinced, and couldn't help asking.

"Ah, Master, why did I lose my head?"

Daoyue was also helpless, so he had to remind him.

"Hey, your junior brother is here, take a good look at your junior brother, and then take a closer look at Wei Shi, what did you find?"

Looking at the younger brother who entered the door in a dialectical puzzle, he suddenly found that he was not wearing a few sets of clothes, and he was not bloated at all. Looking back, the same was true for the master.

At this moment, dialectics enlightened.

"Master, you are not afraid of the cold!"

Dao Yue and Ye Yuan looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

"Master, how can you not be afraid of the cold?"

Facing the disciple's questioning, Daoyue didn't want to answer anymore, he was too tired.

The two apprentices he took in, the young apprentice only gave him a copy of the Diamond Sutra, and then taught him to meditate, and he relied on himself for the rest.

But this big apprentice, forget it, out of sight, out of mind.

This is really no comparison, there is no harm.

In fact, although Dialectics is not a genius, it is not bad, and there are still some middle and low talents, but compared with "senior" practitioners like Ye Yuan, it is naturally far inferior.

Dialectical seeing that Master closed his eyes, he refused to let go and wanted to continue questioning.

Ye Yuan had no choice but to step forward and explain.

"Brother, run mana, it can drive away the cold and keep warm."

"what."

Dialectics was stunned for a moment, and he quickly used the exercises.

Sure enough, it's not cold anymore.

Dialectics took off his clothes happily, he didn't like being so "fat".

Daoyue finally opened his eyes, looking at the big meatball that was peeling off his skin happily, he couldn't help but pat him on the head, and reprimanded him.

"I told you not to practice in the morning, otherwise I don't need your brother to remind you."

Dialectics was very aggrieved, and argued unconvinced.

"Master, you have wronged me, I have practice!"

This defense... is simply invincible, and Ye Yuan is completely speechless.

Daoyue was even more speechless, and said angrily.

"You still have the nerve to say that if you don't practice hard, you can't even discover this thing. What do you want me to say about you?"

"what."

Being scolded like this, the dialectic is completely dumbfounded, and a little at a loss.

Ye Yuan shook his head helplessly, not wanting to comment.

After a while, the depressed big meat ball finally succeeded in losing weight and regained its former slender figure.

"Master Daoyue..."

"The supplies are here."

No need to ask, Ye Yuan already knows this.

After all, the time for sending supplies is almost fixed every month.

The three masters and apprentices came out of the Daxiong Hall together, and then saw a cart had entered the temple.

The person who delivered the supplies was an old man, wearing coarse clothes, and wrapped himself tightly. Although it was not as big as the big meatball just now, it was still a little bloated.

When he saw the "thin" three masters and apprentices, he was startled, and sighed in his heart: They are indeed masters of Buddhism, and their hearts are not afraid of cold.

The old man put his palms together to salute Daoyue, said.

"Master, apart from rice, flour, grain and oil, the host is kind and has sent over 100 catties of charcoal for the temple to use."

Daoyue returned the gift and said.

"Amitabha, please thank your master on behalf of the poor monk."

The old man nodded to show that he understood, and then said.

"The boss is good to talk, don't worry about not enough, I will continue to send it over next month..."

Say it, do it.

Before they knew it, the four put everything away.

The three masters and apprentices sent the old man away, and the temple became quiet again.

Daoyue looked at the merit box, suddenly remembered something, and asked Ye Yuan.

"Bianji, can you still refine the magic weapon you refined last time?"

Ye Yuan instantly understood what he meant, and didn't feel embarrassed, so he said it happily.

"can."

Daoyue knew that the little apprentice understood his thoughts, so he readily agreed.

This kind of unity and friendship between brothers and sisters is very good, he nodded in satisfaction and said.

"In that case, open the box today."

While dialectics were still in a daze, Ye Yuan had already removed the merit box and opened it with a key.

Dialectics only reacted at this time, and remembered the joy of counting money before, and suddenly smiled.

It's not that he's greedy, it's just pure, unadulterated joy.

It's just this innocent look that made Daoyue shake his head secretly, he said.

"Dialectics, this time you come to look for it."

"Yes, Master."

Nodding dialectically, his eyes jumped with joy.

Following Ye Yuan's method last time, he grabbed a handful of copper coins, searched carefully, and then threw the ordinary copper coins to Ye Yuan.

Ye Yuan didn't care, took a thin rope and passed the copper coins one by one.

The two brothers cooperated, and the Tongtong coin appeared in front of Ye Yuan.

An hour later, the copper coins in the merit box were finally empty.

"Master, Master, I have thirty copper coins here."

Daoyue looked at the big apprentice who was full of anticipation and eagerness, finally nodded, and affirmed with a smile.

"well done."

Dialectically and shyly scratching his head, he smiled a little embarrassedly.

"hey-hey…"

"Debate machine..."

"Yes, Master."

Ye Yuan could do anything with a little effort, and he started refining again.