Everyone thinks I'm a wealthy doctor's son-in-law

On the top of Wulong Mountain, in front of a ruined temple.

Lu Ming took a look with his head, and the old monk was not in the ruined temple.

"It should be for morning exercise. I heard from Fang Jie that he has this habit. Let's go and have a look first."

On the way here, Lu Ming repeatedly told everyone that they must seize the opportunity to chat with the old monk when they get here. Not only can they expand their knowledge but also benefit from it, and maybe the old monk can also improve his cultivation by giving him advice.

After all, today is a world where cultivation is prevalent, and strength is the most important thing.

Lu Wuyou trotted all the way towards the ruined temple.

Lu Ming grabbed her and said with a smile, "Wuyou, the statues inside look scary, so don't go in! You will have nightmares at night."

"No worries and no fear."

Lu Wuyou shook her head and was very stubborn, but Lu Ming had no choice but to follow her in.

Broken bricks and broken tiles, several statues of gods collapsed, and the look of bared teeth and angry eyes was extremely terrifying, but Lu Wuyou who was beside him was not only not afraid, but was very curious, looking at the ruined temple.

Xiao Linglong and the others also walked in curiously.

"Brother, do you think that old monk is really that powerful? Why do you live in such a ghostly place?" Huo Jun couldn't understand.

Guan Ling who was on the side gave him a blank look, and said in a low voice: "He has a high level of cultivation and a very high state of mind. He has already seen through everything. How can he be the kind of person who is greedy for pleasure?"

"That's reasonable." Lu Ming nodded approvingly, and said, "The higher the cultivation level, the higher the state of mind. He has already transcended material things. It seems that this kind of expert pursues a high level of thought. Huo Jun, you Ah, I have to learn more from Guan Ling in the future."

Huo Jun laughed silly when he heard the words, but Lu Ming's words also made him feel a little bit.

In the past, people were pursuing material comforts and aiming at making money. The era when money was the boss, has receded with the recovery of spiritual energy.

Now is the era of self-cultivation, big fists are the last word!
The state of mind and the level of cultivation are linked, and the state of mind does not matter whether it is good or bad, but it is a kind of artistic conception. Only when the state of mind is higher than the level of cultivation can the road of cultivation be smooth and there will be no bottlenecks.

Of course, these are still far away from those who are new to cultivation.

"Hey, Papa, what is this?"

At this moment, Lu Wuyou pointed to the statue in the center and asked.

Lu Ming smiled wryly: "This is the old monk, he is exactly like him..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Ming was stunned, because what Lu Wuyou was referring to was not the statue, but something that was stepped on under the statue's feet. There was a small stone sculpture under the statue's feet. Never noticed it before.

The statue has three heads and six arms, and looks extremely ferocious.

"It must have been a brat." Lu Ming said casually.

"Papa, can I pick it up and have a look?" Lu Wuyou asked.

Because the foot of the statue is hollowed out, the small stone sculpture can be taken out right there. Lu Ming leaned over to take it, but the small stone sculpture didn't move at all.

"what?"

He was a little surprised, this thing is not big, why it is so heavy, it looks like it is embedded in the ground.

With a little force, the domineering air swarmed out, but suddenly a strong counterattack force gushed out from the small stone carving.

snort!
Lu Ming let out a muffled grunt, and staggered back a few steps.

Seeing that everyone was confused, the old pipe beside him said in shock: "Restriction! There is some kind of powerful restriction on that small stone carving."

powerful!

Powerful indeed!

Lu Ming's brows were tightly furrowed. With his cultivation base, the restriction could knock him back, which shows how powerful he is.

At this moment, a voice came from the entrance of the ruined temple.

"Don't touch what you shouldn't, without my permission, who told you to bring so many people in!"

Lu Ming turned around and saw the old monk with a pheasant in his hand.

He said he did morning exercises every day, but from Lu Ming's point of view, he just went to catch pheasants. Yesterday was another one today!
"This is my friend and family, please show me some face." Lu Ming said with a smile.

The old monk stared and said slightly angrily: "Yesterday's wine, yesterday's face! Why should I give you face today!"

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and everyone didn't know what to say.

Lu Ming frowned, did the old monk take gunpowder today?Or was it because he was trying to move something under the statue's feet?
At this moment, Lu Wuyou, who was on the side, stepped forward quickly, with an apologetic expression on his face, which was very cute.

"I'm sorry, grandpa. I asked Papa to fetch it for me because I wanted to see it. Don't be angry, okay?"

"The little guy is so cute, how could I be angry with you, I'm angry with him!"

The old monk smiled instantly, leaned over and hugged Lu Wuyou in his arms, and tied her goatee on her little face, Lu Wuyou laughed and avoided.

"Grandpa, don't be angry with my papa, okay?" Lu Wuyou asked.

"Okay, listen to you! But don't call me grandpa from now on, just call me old man! Go, I'll take you to cook roast chicken."

After all, the old monk carried Lu Wuyou out of the ruined temple, and set up a bonfire in front of the pit outside the temple, and began to prepare roast chicken.

Seeing this, Lu Ming spread his hands at everyone and said, "Moody, that's it. Everyone will get used to it. Let's go out and have a chat."

Everyone nodded when they heard the words, and didn't dare to say anything more. After all, this old monk was extremely terrifying, and even Lu Ming was no match for him.

But after getting along slowly, everyone found that the old monk was actually very easy-going, but he had a principle that no one was allowed to enter the ruined temple.

The old monk was eager to die and insisted that everyone call him Immortal, so everyone obeyed.

I came here in a hurry today and didn't prepare anything, a roast chicken was naturally not enough, only the old monk and Lu Wuyou ate, most of the time the old monk was teasing Lu Wuyou, and occasionally said a few words to everyone, But an expert is an expert after all, and cherishing words like gold is a "knowledge" that benefits people a lot.

In the next few days, everyone gradually mastered the temper and rules of the old monk, and they would come every day with good wine and meat, and chat from morning to noon.

Every day at one o'clock at noon, the old monk would squint for an hour if he couldn't shake it, and then he would wake up on time.

In the first three days, I chatted casually, but after getting acquainted with each other, the old monk would also take the initiative to point out some methods of cultivation for everyone, which benefited everyone a lot.

After ten days like this, everyone's cultivation has improved a lot.

As usual, the old monk took a nap on time at [-]:[-] noon, and everyone sat cross-legged in the yard with their eyes slightly closed, pondering over the old monk's teachings.

Bored, Lu Wuyou looked at the crowd, then turned her head to look at the ruined temple, and couldn't hold back the curiosity in her heart, she walked over.

Squatting in front of the stone statue's feet, staring at the stone sculptures under its feet in a daze.

The little stone statue with three heads and six arms has a hideous face. She asked the old monk these days, and the old monk said that it was a demon suppressed by him, and that thing should never be touched.

But what the child knows, the more untouchable it is, the more curious it is, the more it wants to find out.

After hesitating again and again, Lu Wuyou stretched out his hand to grab the statue, and slowly touched the statue with his small hand.

"Worriless, don't touch it!"

At this moment, Lu Ming appeared outside the ruined temple, looking at the scene in front of him, breaking out in a cold sweat.

There is a restriction on the stone carving, even his cultivation is blown away, if the power of the restriction is imposed on Lu Wuyou, then...

He didn't dare to think about it, and appeared next to Lu Wuyou in a flash.

But at this time, Lu Wuyou had already held the stone sculpture in his hand and took it out easily.