Chapter 470 Sure Enough, It Is Still Unwelcome 【Subscription】

"One Finger Mountain is so beautiful? I heard that there are bamboo forests there to see. No, I must go and see it when I get a chance."

"Leaving tomorrow, One Finger Mountain, has anyone made an appointment?"

"I heard that Yizhishan is where you can watch the sunrise, see the sea of ​​bamboo forests, eat special cold bamboo rice, and now you can also see the sea of ​​clouds. Tsk tsk, there are so many things to see in this place, you must go."

"Hype, hype..."

There are all kinds of sayings on the Internet, but it is undeniable that Yizhishan and Yizhi Temple have become famous again.

Once can be said to be hype, twice? three times? How many times?

Dragon and Buddha documents, northern bamboo forests, crossing the river with a reed, eminent monks crossing the heroic soul...

In the past, when these news came out one by one, everyone didn't care, but when these news appeared in turn, one after another, everyone had to think carefully whether it was true or not. Is this monastery and this monk really a thing? Is it really so magical?

People in Songwu County are no longer unfamiliar with Yizhi Temple. Many people have eaten farmhouses in Yizhi Village, climbed mountains and worshiped Buddha. To say that it is not a lie. On the contrary, many people were proud and retweeted these news, adding: "One Finger Mountain is really great! One Finger Temple is very spiritual, and the people around me who went to beg for a child all succeeded!"

"The abbot of One Finger Temple is very powerful, and there are some very spiritual animals inside, like people."

"I love Master Monkey. He sweeps the floor there every day and takes care of people and children..."

"I like that squirrel, he will give everyone a small gift, little pine nuts, very delicious."

"I like that big white dog. It is said to be a wolf. It is silver, majestic and domineering."

"I like the little monk in the apron. He has great strength. He can carry such a heavy bucket and walk like flying. He is better than adults."

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There was a lot of discussion among the people, and various opinions spread rapidly on the Internet, and soon spread to Heishan City. Then it was retweeted by the citizens as an anecdote, and for a while, the reputation of One Finger Temple finally went out of Songwu County and entered the sight of the citizens of Heishan City. When Jing Yan saw this news, she helped push it immediately, and people from the Calligraphy Association, Fatty, Monkey, Ma Juan, etc. helped to promote it, and the reputation of One Finger Temple grew bigger and bigger.

"Ding! Congratulations, the reputation of One Finger Temple has spread to Heishan City, work hard, work harder, maybe you will complete the task of gaining fame." The system suddenly said.

Fangzheng looked confused, what did he do? The reputation of One Finger Temple actually spread? Didn't he just hit the bell? As for what?

No matter how the outside world is, Fangzheng still lives his own life, ringing the bell and knocking on the wooden fish every day, chanting scriptures, reading scriptures, enlightening to Buddhism, and cultivating the inner strength improved by Honghaier.

The "Fetal Breath Sutra" can also be practiced originally, but the effect of cultivation is very poor. If you practice hard day and night in the deep mountains and old forests, you will definitely gain something. It is no problem to strengthen your body and prolong your life. Others live to be a hundred years old, but it is no problem for a master of the "Fetal Breath Sutra" to live to be a hundred, twenty or thirty years old. Similarly, practitioners of the same age group have better physical strength, endurance, and physical condition in all aspects than their peers. Of course, the "Fetal Breath Sutra" cannot improve one's own explosive power, so a master of this kung fu does not mean a master of martial arts, but a better physical quality in all aspects. If you really want to practice other kung fu, you can see it faster. Achievement, go higher.

But from another point of view, the "Birth Breathing Sutra" is indeed the world's number one combat kung fu. Anyway, it can't beat you, and it will outlive you. When you die, dig your grave and dance in front of the grave , Bengbengda, what can you do with him? Of course, this is just a joke. People who can practice the "Fetal Breath Sutra" well will naturally not be so impetuous, and they will not be able to do such things.

However, the revised version of the "Fetal Breathing Sutra" is obviously different. After Fangzheng practiced, he obviously felt that his previously stagnant strength had increased, and his body became stronger day by day, with greater strength and endurance. Even the already good skin has become fairer and more elastic.

Fangzheng smiled wryly and said: "With this "Breath Breathing Sutra", the poor monk can become a rich man now that he has returned to vulgarity. Hmm... just open a beauty class, and it will definitely make a lot of money."

"You can try." The system suddenly said.

Fangzheng rolled his eyes and said, "Can't you let me have a good time? Think about it, can't you?"

Too lazy to deal with the system, Fangzheng continued to beat the wooden fish and chant scriptures.

In the evening, Fangzheng was sitting under the bodhi tree, took out his mobile phone, and flipped through it casually. At this time, Fangzheng received an invitation to join a group. The inviter was an unknown net name. The name of the group was: " The second high school in Songwu County, the third class of the third year."

Fangzheng saw that this was a group in his class, but why did he suddenly add Fangzheng as friends? Not many people know Fangzheng's phone number, and even fewer can add him on WeChat.

Until now, Fangzheng has no more than 20 friends on his mobile phone, and half of them are crew members, and they are molested from time to time. But Fangzheng has long been immune, and automatically ignores the flirting of the beauties, read all the messages they send, smile, and then don't reply. After a long time, those girls gave up...

But among these friends, absolutely none of them are his past classmates! So, who and where did he know his mobile phone number and WeChat ID?

I don't think so much, I'm still a classmate anyway, click OK! Although I haven't been in touch with these people for a long time. But when I think about the past, although I felt that the school was bad and the relationship between classmates was bad at that time, but now it is full of youthful memories, and I still have a lot of thoughts.

But what surprised Fangzheng was that after joining the group, no one seemed to realize that there was an extra person like him, even if the system prompted him to join the group.

"Sure enough, the poor monk is still the one who is ignored." Fangzheng said with a wry smile.

He went to high school in Songwu County, Songwu County No. 2 High School is a second-class high school, and most of the students gathered here are students from the surrounding countryside. Of course, there are also a group of students from the local county. As a result, students are also divided into grades. Students in the county city think that their environment is superior, and they will show some sense of superiority unnaturally. Although this sense of superiority often lasts for less than a month, it is gone after one exam. ...

The students from rural areas basically live on campus, and the school doesn’t have that much accommodation capacity, so a strange rule came out that girls can live on campus, and boys can go out and hang out by themselves... So, it led to a lot of different people around. In an economy with few people, many families recruited students to move in after changing their homes. The result is that without the teacher's supervision, the students are almost going to heaven outside...