The incident of the Buddhist Giant Palm Imprint and the appearance of the nameless divine monk in the Cold Water Temple made the Cold Water Temple famous.
It was pushed to the forefront and trending.
The Cold Water Temple, which already had a lot of visitors, was full every day.
These few days, the donation money was more than a few hundred thousand.
However, Cold Water Temple did not take the opportunity to accumulate wealth. Instead, they closed the mountain gate on the grounds of renovation.
They built a Buddha statue in the main hall.
The face of the Buddha statue was very blurry, and it was impossible to see its true appearance.
Like a drunkard holding a wine gourd, he was called by the Cold Water Temple: Wine Saint Monk!
This was the golden body they had created for Lin Yun.
After the mountain gate was reopened, devotees flocked to pay their respects to the legendary Wine Saint Monk.
As for Lin Yun, who was hiding in the Scripture Depository and drinking, he suddenly felt a strange power washing his body.
" This is... the power of faith?"
Lin Yun was a little surprised.
What was even more peculiar was that he could hear the prayers of the devotees.
Other than a few strange people who sought wealth, basically all the visitors wanted to be safe in this world where ghosts raged.
Suddenly, a familiar voice entered Lin Yun's mind.
"Wine Saint Monk, thank you. If it weren't for you, Ling 'er would have become the Ghost King's food.”
It was the young girl with a strong spiritual aura, Yang Ling.
Yang Ling continued to pray." Wine Saint Monk, I already have a master. Don't worry. I will cultivate well. I will subdue demons and help the righteous path!"”
After kowtowing three times respectfully, Yang Ling left reluctantly.
Lin Yun shook his head and laughed.
Yang Ling was just a part of the masses, and Lin Yun was only attracted by her Immortal Aura and didn't pay attention to her.
What he was most curious about was the power of faith.
As the power of faith entered his body, Lin Yun felt that his martial arts and divine powers were progressing even faster.
The premise was that he was drinking.
"It seems that faith and luck are linked. As long as more and more people believe in This Penniless Monk, This Penniless Monk will obtain an endless stream of luck to strengthen himself!”
Lin Yun was quite enlightened.
As strong as a Saint, he still had to break his head and scheme to obtain luck that was a level higher than the power of faith.
Even the legendary Patriarch Bodhi and Jieyin did not hesitate to personally set up a plan to guide Sanzang to obtain scriptures, promote Buddhism, and seek luck.
Lin Yun didn't know if there were any of these legendary powers in this world, but he knew that luck was very important.
"After staying in the temple for ten years, perhaps This Penniless Monk should go out for a walk.”
"Where should we go?"
Lin Yun was worried.
Suddenly, he remembered the prayer of a devotee.
"I'll go here first!"
Lin Yun smiled.
This was because this visitor's hometown had a winery.
Lin Yun had stayed in the Cold Water Temple for more than a decade and had drunk enough wine.
It was time for a change of taste.
Stretching his back, Lin Yun drank the wine he stole from Marlene and went down the mountain.
……
Yangfen County, the famous wine capital, the largest fragrant liquor production base in the nine provinces.
In the Jia Family Manor's garden winery, Lin Yun sat quietly in a corner, tasting first and then drinking, extremely relaxed.
He had been enjoying himself in this winery for a few days.
The owner of the winery found the monk's drinking and Lin Yun's alcohol tolerance a bit strange, but he couldn't help but feel that Lin Yun was rich.
He naturally wouldn't be a busybody.
"As expected of the City of Wine. Every household makes wine!”
Lin Yun smacked his lips.
In the garden winery, besides drinking good wine, there were stories to listen to.
Lin Yun looked at the big table in the middle.
There were a total of eight people, and none of them were ordinary people.
Through their cultivation, he could already guess their identities. They were Kunlun cultivators.
He should be the descendant of Autumn Leaf of Kunlun.
They didn't know if it was because Lin Yun was too handsome or because he was drinking, but they also noticed him.
"Didn't Shaolin say that they didn't care about the matters in Yangfen County? Why did you send a little monk?"
"I heard that the Cold Water Temple in Suhang City has a Wine Saint Monk. Little brother, could it be you?”
"Haha!"
After saying this, they could not help but laugh first.
"Senior Brother, is the Wine Saint really that powerful?" One of the girls asked helplessly. How many monks have we met drinking on the way here?”
The cultivator closest to him shook his head." I can't remember. I don't know if it's eight or nine!" It seems that everyone worships him."
As he spoke, the cultivator's face was filled with envy.
Only with such a reputation would he not waste his time.
"I really want to see this Wine Monk when I leave the mountain this time!”The girl did not care.
" Rumor has it that even the Nameless Divine Monk is not qualified to meet the Wine Saint Monk, let alone us," the male cultivator said.”
"Humph!"
The girl pursed her lips, very unconvinced.
However, due to the nameless divine monk's reputation, he did not say anything.
Lin Yun didn't know that many fake monks were trying to imitate him because of his drinking.
He had been drinking here for several days and was getting more and more muddle-headed.
But that girl's personality was really wild, and she had nothing to do. She sat beside Lin Yun and teased,"Little monk, since you dare to drink, I presume you dare to get a girlfriend? What do you think of me?"
"Yiyi, don't be rude!"
The leading cultivator reprimanded.
His name was He Bi, and he felt very helpless.
This girl was the only daughter of the Kunlun cultivators 'sect leader and was deeply doted upon. However, her personality was too jumpy, and she had the title of little devil.
There was no need to be helpless against her.
But why should he be upright and humble? Even though Lin Yun looked young, he couldn't bear to see Zhi Qiu bullying him.
"Boring!"
"What's wrong with me teasing him!"
Zhiqiu pouted.
But he didn't care about why and continued to tease Lin Yun,""Little Master, how is it? Although you are handsome, my beauty is also worthy of you. How about it? Add me on WeChat?"
Lin Yun was really drunk.
In a daze, he saw that someone wanted to hit on him, and his blurry drunk eyes looked at Zhiqiu Yiyi.
Then, he shook his head and said vaguely.
"You're indeed not enough to be This Penniless Monk's woman. You're barely enough to be a servant girl who serves tea!”
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