Chapter 421 The Old Man of the Zen Temple

............. Hidden in the Zen Temple, the trees are forested, and the bodhi trees surrounded by several people can be seen growing in front of and behind the house.

In the middle of a hall more than ten feet long and wide, there are several golden Buddha statues. More than a dozen young monks from three or five years old to seventeen or seventeen or eight years old are reciting Buddhist scriptures to Buddha statues under the leadership of an old monk.

The old monk did not have any Buddha's cultivation, but his body was wrapped in Buddha's spirit, and there was a faint circle of Buddha's light behind his head. Obviously, he was a Taoist person who studied Buddhism's principles.

The other little monks, who were several years old, had fallen asleep on the futon. Those older ones responded to the little monk's statement that the scriptures were unintentional. They sat on the futon without a sound, sniffing from time to time, sniffing the fragrance of the big steamed bread from the backyard.

The little monk with begging in his arms took him straight across the main hall, bypassed the apse and wing of the double yard, and came to the backyard. There are a few simple huts in the backyard, more than 30 mu of farmland on the left, half yellow and half green rice is just right, and a few acres of land is full of vegetables such as greens and radishes. On the right is the firewood room and several stone houses made of big stones. In one stone house, the aroma of making soup is floating out.

An old monk with an arrow about eight feet high and skinny was swaying out of the room with a pot of porridge to feed a few hounds playing in front of the hut. The monk who hugged the begging monk shouted as soon as he saw the old monk: "Master, the disciple has made another seven-level pontoon. Unfortunately, the disciple's magic power is shallow, only half has been made, and the rest is up to you!"

The old monk turned his head tremblingly, and his eyes were as cold as electricity. He glanced at Don't beg. Then he nodded slowly and said, "Good, good, this Taoist friend is so seriously injured. Well, was this Taoist friend robbed of money or sex? Why have all the clothes been taken out?" The old monk glanced at the black dragon ring and the Yuling ring hanging on his chest and suddenly laughed: "It seems that it's a robbery, but there is a lot of money and things of Taoist friends!"

The words of the old monk and the little monk echoed back and forth, and they were so angry that they almost jumped up and broke their baldness. This little monk was just the cultivation of the early golden elixir, and the old monk also sloppy with the strength of the peak of the golden elixir. Thanks to their courage, they dare to take them to their old nest when they encounter the monks in distress outside. Don't they know that there is a saying in the world called 'unpredictable

Looking at the old monk's bright smile, Don't cough violently and said with a wry smile, "Master laughed. Hey, the poor only met a few pairs, and he couldn't help but be injured, and his clothes were also burned out by the enemy. Dare to ask the master Buddha?

The old monk put down the porridge basin and said in a long voice, "The old man hides his heart. That's the old man's evil heart."

Don't beg for the magic number of pretending to praise the master and apprentice is really exquisite, ingenious and simple IELTS. A thatched house next to it suddenly opened the door, and a hoarse and unpleasant voice came out: "Master, when can we leave this damn place?" I can't stand the vegetables and radishes every day! Disciples want to eat meat, drink, and women!"

With this dry and unpleasant sound, the ugly face, wearing a rough linen monk's robe, and the blood maniac who couldn't walk steadily came out with his feet high and low feet. The blood madman is as thin as the first time he saw him. He is so thin as the old monk with a hidden heart. Don't beg always feels that the blood madman is as thin as the Rwandan refugees on the earth. Except for a pair of big white eyes and two rows of big white teeth, he can't see anything at all.

The blood madman came out with a rattan stick and tremble. He complained that the living conditions of the Hidden Heart Monastery were too poor, and then laughed happily and said, "Hey, let the madman see which unlucky man was saved by the monk here like our master and apprentice? Hey hey, we have been nibbling on green vegetables and radishes for half a year, but we haven't seen any minced meat!"

Don't beg to look at the blood madman. As soon as the net walked out of the hut, his eyes were painful by the sun. The blood madman who rubbed his eyes fiercely suddenly saw Don't beg, and he was stunned. The two stared at each other for a long time, and then the blood maniac screamed: "Master, it's not good. The enemy has come to the door!"

The violent cough came, accompanied by the rapid footsteps, which was also thin and deformed, but still the burly and evil strode out of another thatched hut. Out of the hut. The maid's body also shook, and she almost fell to the ground. He stared at Bu Begging, tremled and stretched out his finger to Bu begging and shouted, "You really want to kill them all? Our master and apprentice have hid here. Why don't you let us go?"

He stroked his cheek in astonishment. Don't beg helplessly to find that when he was in the underground, in order to deal with the deadness in his body, he had no time to maintain the magic of changing his appearance and body shape. Now he is exposed to his original appearance.

With a wry smile, Don't beg for a difficult shake of his head and said, "You two, can you be fine after a few years? You guys have run so far!"

Don't beg is to admire the master and apprentice of the blood madman. They don't know what's going on in the outside world at all. They actually ran all the way from Wanxianxing to the Pangu mainland, and it seems that they successfully escaped from the siege after being seriously injured. How can he disrespect him?

With a sigh, don't beg and say, "It's so big enough for Pangu mainland, we can all meet. It's really predestined!"

The blood madman was stunned and looked at each other. They saw that Don't begging was not malicious to their master and apprentice, and Don't begging was seriously injured all over, and even his fingers were rarely moved. No matter how he looked at it, he didn't seem to chase their master and apprentice.

After meditated for a moment, he shook his head and said with a strange smile, "You're not here to chase us! If you want to chase and kill someone, don't beg. You are not qualified enough!"

The blood madman sneered a few times. He rubbed his finger joints hard, made a crisp sound, and sneered, "Master, why don't you be this boy here? He is the granddaughter-in-law of Yandan. Among the people who hit the master hard that day, there is Yandan!"

"Huh?" The old monk with a hidden heart stared at him and punched the bloody madman on the head with heavy punches. The old monk shouted angrily, "Unbridled! This is the pure land of Buddhism. How can it be fought and killed? Since you know each other, you all fled here after being seriously injured, which proves that you are predestined with Buddhism, which is the Buddha's intention. Let you meet here and resolve your resentment! Who dares to talk about fighting and killing, even vegetables and radishes can't be eaten!"

The blood madman was beaten and screamed, and hurriedly hugged his head and fled to his side.

The old monk was waiting to teach the blood madman a few punches. The door of the kitchen next to him suddenly opened. A strong monk, who was fat and strong, was about ten feet tall, and had a waist circumference of at least one foot and two feet, and was covered with white flowers and flesh, strode out. The monk held a basket of steamed buns in his left hand and a pot of rice porridge mixed with vegetables and radishes in his right hand. He shouted, "It's time to eat, it's time to eat, and the bald donkeys have come to eat!"

After a cup of tea time, at the gate of the Hidden Heart Meditation Institute. Don't beg, a blood maniac squatted on the threshold of the Zen courtyard. He carried the head-sized miscellaneous grain steamed buns of the two children in his left hand, and held a sea bowl the size of an adult's face in his right hand, which was full of vegetables, radishes and miscellaneous rice porridge without any oil and

I took a bite of steamed bread that was as hard as a stone, drank a sip of rice porridge with clear soup and water without any taste. Don't beg for a deep breath: "Master and Apprentice of Changxin, such a meal has been enough for half a year? I've wronged you. I've really wronged you!"

The blood madman looked at the rough grain in his hand without tears, slowly opened his mouth, and gnawed a mouthful of steamed buns fiercely.

"If I hadn't been seriously injured, I would not be able to absorb the aura of heaven and earth to heal the wounds at all. I can only rely on these rice noodles to replenish my physical strength. I would have... I have already broken these bald heads, burned the Zen temple, and roasted all these bald donkeys!" His body was shivering. He howled in a low voice, "Half a year, one hundred and eighty-nine days, there is only one meal of this kind of coarse food that pigs and dogs don't eat every day..."

The blood madman cried in a low voice, "There is no wine and meat, no beauty, nothing."

The concubine's voice shivered and complained, "Only a group of old monks, big monks and young monks surround you all day to say that you are predestined with Buddhism and want you to shave your hair and become a monk. Don't let me restore my magic power, otherwise, otherwise.

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Don't beg to look at the master and apprentice, and sigh quietly: "You can't forget the grace of saving your life. If you kill your savior, tut, the heart is entangled with demons, and the magic barrier you will be big in the future!"

I almost didn't spit out a mouthful of blood. I stared angrily at Don't beg, and turned around and didn't bother to look at him anymore.

Don't beg and don't pay attention to him. Instead, he found a blood maniac and asked him about the experience of the master and apprentice in the past few years.

Things are also very simple. On that day, they killed Yu Hetian. After the concubine digested the qi of Yuanyin taken from Yuqian's body, the master and apprentice slowly returned to Jidu. As soon as they returned to Jidu, they were invited by Su Meier to participate in the double cultivation of magic power.

Just when he wanted to become an immortal and couldn't die, Yan Dan led all the masters of the Yan Dynasty to sacrifice a blow, and almost turned the concubine into flying ashes on the spot. Fortunately, the happy treasure wheel was extremely powerful, protecting the blood madman who was also seriously injured and fled all the way out of Jidu. The master and apprentice fled in a hurry, passing through the Immortal Star and the White Cloud Star, from the White Cloud Star to the small cave Yuantian Realm, and then to the Protian Realm. Then they avoided the pursuit all the way, robbed the monks and robbed the spiritual stone, and luckily fled to the Pangu mainland.

When they arrived in Pangu Continent, the master and apprentice were already scarred and could not breathe. However, they were not dead in lust. When they met a few beautiful female monks on the road, they immediately rushed to the robbery, ready to grab a few furnace tripods to heal their wounds. God knew that those beautiful nuns were extremely hard in the background, and the network successfully robbed the two nuns in the realm of the golden elixir. A thirty-two immortal came through the air and almost ashes the blood madman with one blow.

The master and apprentice were lucky to escape, but they could still have the strength to jump a few times. By the time they were rescued back to the Tibetan Mind Zen Academy by the guarding little monk, they were already dying and were all over, which was no different from ordinary mortals. If not, with his nature, how could he obediently stay in the Zen temple to nibble at the nest?

After listening to the cry of the blood maniac, Don't beg to gloat a few times. Suddenly, a cloud shined above the valley, and a group of clouds floated down with seven or eight handsome and beautiful young men.

Among them, the handsome man who led the team casually threw a small storage bag to Beg. He said coldly, "This mountain is the territory of my Anhe Chengmin family. There are 100 lower-grade spiritual stones in it, and you can move out within a quarter of an hour, otherwise don't blame us for tearing down your broken Zen temple!"

Don't beg to pick up the storage bag in front of him.

What is this? Did he encounter the forced demolition of the Pangu mainland version? To be continued, if you want to know what will happen, please log in to the starting point, more chapters, support the author, support the genuine reading!)