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…beautiful dividing line…

Master Qian'an could not calculate the origin of Ju Xiaotian and deduce the past, like mist covering the sky, or like dust covering the mind, vague and unable to see clearly.

Some people don’t believe in evil, so calculate again.

He silently recited the mantra in his heart, and the Buddha's power was circulating. His whole person burst into shining golden light, and his light was overflowing and dazzling. His body was like a layer of golden paint, shining brightly.

The fingers kept twisting the rosary, and the speed was getting faster and faster. When the speed reached a certain level, it seemed like a phantom appeared, and a shadow was spinning.

Bang!

A rosary that was rotating at high speed flashed through a dazzling white light and suddenly exploded. The debris flew around, and each debris flew like a sharp arrow, and it entered the depths of the nearby walls with huge power.

Fourteen round and plump rosary that were strung together scattered all over the ground, and the brown and red light also dimmed, as if at this moment, all the spirituality of the rosary was exhausted.

"It's still impossible to calculate."

Master Qian'an's face changed slightly at this time.

"Although I have shallow cultivation and rough methods, this child is also an ordinary person. How could I not calculate his origin?"

Deducing the vicissitudes of life and earth is a means only by the supreme power.

However, practitioners have some ways to deduce things, especially deducing what has happened, which are often very fast and accurate.

Unless it covers up the secrets of heaven, or has great luck, or has extraordinary origins, there will be extraordinary fortunes in the future.

Only such existence cannot be seen through the past.

But no matter how you look at it, Ju Xiaotian is an ordinary person, and even the bone form is still an ordinary bone form, and he didn't see anything extraordinary.

A shadow was slightly overwhelmed by Master Qian'an's heart.

"Please pay attention to it in daily life. If there is any change, then let's talk about it. In any case, the rise of Buddhism cannot be affected at all."

"I just feel sorry for a magic weapon that I have been raising for decades, but it's ruined."

I picked up the other thirteen rosary beads that rolled down the ground with great distress, strung them together, and hung them on my neck to continue to warm them with Buddha's power, restoring their spirituality.

Walking out of the hall facing the sun, the brilliant sunshine shines on Master Qian'an, and the wind blows, warm and warm.

Squeak!

The door of Ju Xiaotian's room was also pushed open at this time. Master Qian'an stood in the sun and smiled slightly at Ju Xiaotian who pushed the door out.

"Let's go and have a meal together."

After greeting, Master Qian'an walked straight towards the canteen next to the kitchen.

"Um."

Ju Xiaotian responded and followed.

He knew that he had no support in this world. Perhaps the only one who could rely on might be the old monk in front of him and the many monks in the temple.

Through the original memory of Xiaoqi'er, Ju Xiaotian knew that the current dynasty was the Tang Dynasty, and the emperor was also the famous Tiankhan, Emperor Taizong of Tang, who started the Zhenguan rule in history books.

But the current Tang Dynasty is very different from the Tang Dynasty that he has read the history books.

The Tang Dynasty in this world has gods, Buddhas, and monsters.

Especially in places where the war has not yet been extinguished, evil demons often appear and swallow clouds and mists; in remote areas, there are even demons who will kill mortals in order to refine demon treasures.

There is no shortage of mountain spirits and tree monsters that use human food, or witches and demons who cultivate birds and beasts that raise human races.

The whole world became very scary in Ju Xiaotian's heart almost instantly, and unexpected disasters could happen almost everywhere.

If you want to survive well in such a world, you need to eliminate demons and evil ways.

Kingsoft Temple Canteen.

The monks sat quietly on the wooden bench, with two simple vegetarian dishes on the table, followed by steamed buns and noodle soup.

Ju Xiaotian glanced at him and found that there were about seven or eight people.

"There is a little less people. Depending on the situation, Jinshan Temple should be a small temple."

I silently analyzed the situation of Jinshan Temple in my heart.

After all, this place might become a place where he lived for a long time.

Judging from the fact that the temple appears to be dilapidated and there are many places where air leakage, the incense in Jinshan Temple is obviously not as good as it is.

At least Ju Xiaotian has never seen anyone come to burn incense and worship Buddha.

It is cold and quiet, and the door is deserted.

Had a meal.

Everyone washed the tableware and did their own things. As a temple with few pilgrims, the only way to meet the needs of daily life is to support themselves.

"Xiaotian, since you plan to stay here, you have to do something within your ability. There is no idle person in Jinshan Temple. This way, you are weak and cannot do anything else. Just fetch water for the temple every day."

The old monk pointed to the three water tanks more than one meter tall next to the kitchen. The two of them hugged each other a water tank of the size of the house and said.

"Your job is to carry water with a shoulder pole every day until these tanks are filled with them. Is there no problem?"

Ju Xiaotian looked at the water tank. Each water tank was indigo color, shaped like a fat Maitreya; next to the water tank was a shoulder pole and two buckets.

"Panda pole? This object is really old. In my era, this thing has been eliminated for a long time. Many people, let alone use a shoulder pole, are afraid they don't know the existence of the shoulder pole."

Ju Xiaotian thought in his heart.

"Fortunately, when I was a child, I helped my family carry water from the well with a shoulder pole. I can still do this. But if I can, I still need to think about some time-saving methods."

After hearing the question from the old monk Qian'an, Ju Xiaotian nodded silently. He was very unfamiliar with this world and adhered to the principle of saying less and making mistakes and not saying good things. When doing anything or saying anything, he would be careful and weighed it again and again.

"Okay, I'll teach you how to use a shoulder pole. If you learn it, follow me. I'll tell you where the place where Jinshan Temple usually fetches water is."

Out of the curiosity of the couplet, Xiaotian is also cautious.

Master Qian'an hopes to have more contact with Ju Xiaotian and learn more about Ju Xiaotian.

After all, Ju Xiaotian is a person who cannot deduce his origin even with secret techniques.

I was also worried that he was the one who was inserted into the country by other forces to destroy the major events in Buddhism.

But Ju Xiaotian is like a dull gourd, often nodding or shaking his head, or uttering simple onomatopoeia such as "um" and "oh" that are almost meaningless.

"I will do this."

Ju Xiaotian said, and went forward to pick up the shoulder pole and carried two buckets, which was not difficult at all.

The thin body obviously has a lot of strength.

After carrying the bucket, he stood quietly beside Master Qian'an.

"Let's go."

"I'll take you to the place to recognize you, and you will come by yourself in the future."

Master Qian'an led the way, and Ju Xiaotian followed the bucket and quickly left Jinshan Temple.

Jinshan Temple is located on a plain, not far away is a stream formed by trickling mountain springs. The stream flows eastward into a magnificent river.

The place where Ju Xiaotian gets water is a deep pool, which is unfathomable, and its water emits cold air even in the hot summer.

"This pool is the old dragon pond. Legend has it that there was a divine dragon in the pond before. The water quality is very good. The water we drink and use in our temples are all taken from here.

From now on, you will come here to get water every day. When you have nothing to do, you can learn to increase your knowledge and practice basic martial arts to strengthen your body.

You can leave when you don’t want to stay that day.”

Before Master Qian'an finished his explanation, he heard Ju Xiaotian exclaim.

"Master, a wooden board floated in the river, and it seemed like a child was placed. I'll go and take a look."

Immediately put down the bucket and ran towards the river.

"Is this the Buddha's son who was in trouble as mentioned in the dream? Helping him escape from difficulties is merit."

"With this merit, my cultivation should be able to go further."

Thinking of this, I suddenly realized that it was Ju Xiaotian who went to save people, not myself.

"I should save this child! This is all merit!"
Chapter completed!