Sun Hao’s residence is in the front yard.

"Therefore, we know that Prajna Paramita is a great mantra, a great bright mantra, a supreme mantra, a mantra without any other, and can eliminate all suffering..."

Sun Hao sat in front of a long table and spoke in chanting.

In front of him, Ning Mingzhi sat cross-legged, listening with his ears raised, and from time to time he showed a thoughtful look.

Behind Ning Mingzhi, four men with different appearances were sitting.

The three of them are transformed by pig demons, monkey demons and horse demons.

The other person is the drought that has been cured.

Compared with the past, the drought is completely different.

It looks like a Vajra Arhat.

In his pious appearance, he also has a bit of stupidity.

After a few days ago, I came to listen to Sun Hao chanting the scriptures. Now, the evil and filthy aura in his body has been completely eliminated.

After a moment.

Sun Hao closed the scriptures.

Seeing that the Fuyuan Value panel is nearly 50,000, the eyes are flashing.

It is better to stay at home, and the speed of obtaining the lucky value is several times faster.

If this continues, you will soon gain the supreme physique and start practicing.

"Thank you, young master!"

Several people stood up, folded their hands together, and bent down to salute.

"You don't have to be polite!" Sun Hao said with a smile.

"Young Master!"

Ning Mingzhi stood forward and stopped talking.

"What's the matter?" Sun Hao said.

"Young Master, I see that the time has come, and I am ready to travel west to the Pure Land!" Ning Mingzhi said.

Hearing this, Sun Hao's expression stagnated.

What?

Are you really going west?

I said casually, are you still taking it seriously?

Don’t you know that monsters are rampant in this world and evil demons dominate the world?

There are so many crises, aren’t you afraid?

Wouldn't it be good to stay by my side and listen to my chanting?

"Do you confirm?" Sun Hao asked.

"Young Master, I have decided!"

Ning Mingzhi focused his head with a firm look on his face.

After hearing this, Sun Hao didn't have much to say.

"Okay, but before I go, I have a few things to give to you!"

Since you are leaving, you will naturally have to reap a blessing.

In the future, it is difficult to have another chance.

"Come with me!" Sun Hao said.

"Yes, young master!"

Then, Ning Mingzhi and others followed Sun Hao and walked towards the iron room.

"How can I do without weapons to defend myself? Choose any one here!"

Sun Hao pointed to the iron room and said.

"Thank you, young master!"

The five masters and apprentices of Ning Mingzhi walked into the iron room and looked at the scene around him, with different expressions.

In the iron room, there are thousands of weapons, all kinds of weapons.

Moreover, there are many armors, each of which emits a metallic luster, which strongly attracts their attention.

"this……"

Ning Mingzhi touched it one by one and couldn't let it go.

Finally, Ning Mingzhi held a Zen stick and his eyes shone brightly.

Holding it in your hand, the Zen Staff echoes your mind and feels that the Zen Staff is yourself.

"Young Master, I chose this one, do you think it's okay?"

Ning Mingzhi asked.

Looking at the Zen Staff, Sun Hao was stunned.

This thing was created according to the system requirements when you made a blacksmith.

Otherwise, I wouldn't bother to create such boring things.

This guy actually fell in love with him.

It seems that he has regarded himself as a monk.

"Can!"

Seeing that the value of blessing fate increased by 500 points, Sun Hao nodded secretly.

"Sher..."

The monkey demon held an iron rod and kept waving.

Jump here and then jump that.

That's not happy.

"Young Master, can I choose one?" asked the monkey demon.

Iron stick?

Seeing the monkey demon look, Sun Hao was stunned.

It feels like Sun Wukong has taken the Ruyi Golden Cudgel.

"Of course!" Sun Hao nodded.

"Thank you, thank you!"

The monkey demon half-kneeled on the ground, scratching his head and ears, and was grateful.

"This is quite suitable for me!"

The pig demon took out a rake and kept looking at it.

There are eleven teeth on the rake.

The pig demon straddled his shoulder and walked to Sun Hao.

"Young Master, can I choose this?" asked the pig demon.

"this?"

Sun Hao looked stunned. This is what he used to pick firewood. Do you actually want it?

Alas, I can only rebuild it myself.

"Yes!" Sun Hao nodded.

"Thank you, old pig!"

The pig demon carried the eleven-toothed rake and shook it left and right, making it so happy.

"Monkey, you always bully my old pig, come and fight alone!"

"Hmph, whoever is afraid of whom, come here!"

After saying that, the monkey demon rushed out.

"bite……"

Metal clashes keep ringing.

soon.

"Oh, I hit my old pig's ass again, you dead monkey!"
To be continued...