The Divine Daoist felt very strange, according to his self-cultivation and self-cultivation, even if he was with the mad monk Juechen, who didn't want to make friends with anyone, it would be impossible for him to have such a hysterical state, could this be a catastrophe?

However, even if he is catastrophic, he can't reach it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

To say that the mad monk Juechen suffered a catastrophe is a natural thing, his mouth is so cheap, only respect the Buddha and do not worship the Buddha, what is the so-called wine and meat through the intestines, my Buddha heart remains.

When eating, he also asked people to serve him wine and meat quickly, and sometimes he had to find two people to accompany him.

A Buddhist disciple like him, the Taoist thinks that the Buddha should ask him to go to the West Heaven to talk about his heart and discuss the way of Buddhism. And if you want to go to the West Heaven, how can you not encounter the punishment of the Heavenly Tribulation?

After thinking about it carefully, the Divine Machine Dao realized that he was angry.

That's right, it's gas!

Very angry!

Ever since he had been with the mad monk Juechen, the word anger had not appeared in the emotional world of the Divine Daoist many years ago.

He was a man who lived his whole life in the Tao, with a calm heart and a clear mind. Don't fight, don't grab, very rarely (only quarrel with the mad monk Juechen doesn't count) and people have conflicts and contradictions.

And the things of this world are rarely able to touch his Earth Immortal Dao Heart.

He cultivates his body and cultivates qi, but the qi he cultivates and cultivates is qi. It is the most mellow energy in the universe, and it is the ultimate power when the Seeking Dao and the Heaven finally break through the void.

Qi can strengthen the body, Qi can wash the marrow and cut hair, and Qi can make people eventually become immortal beings in heaven and earth.

It's just a pity that the current qi is pitiful, and those who know how to practice qi are also like a phoenix.

However, he thought about it very hard and carefully, and he found that he really couldn't remember the last time he was angry because of something.

Why can't others, but this young man and that annoying monk can be angry like this as soon as they open their mouths?

After thinking about it carefully, the Divine Daoist's eyes instantly lit up.

Dao Yuan, or Buddha Yuan.

Because of their fate with each other, he was able to break his Dao heart many times. Otherwise, so many people can't break it, why can he undoubtedly let his emotions get out of control?

He has a Taoist relationship with the mad monk Juechen, and the mad monk Juechen has a Buddha relationship with him.

And the kid in front of him obviously has a leg with the fat monk, oh, no, it should be fate.

The cultivation of the Divine Skill Daoist is not bad, how can the cultivation of the mad monk Juechen be weak?

Therefore, Su Lin found that the eyes of the fat monk not far away who looked at him had changed and became even hotter. This startled Su Lin, took a step back, and said, "You're not here to soak her, nor are you here to sell talismans." You're soaking me for him?"

Su Lin pointed at the mad monk Juechen and shouted.

The smile on the face of the Divine Daoist instantly froze, his mouth opened wide, his eyes bulged, and his body shook even more.

He was sure that he was about to suffer a catastrophe, otherwise how could he feel like he was thundering with five thunderbolts?

However, didn't the fat monk say that he would have to experience nine divine thunders when he encountered a heavenly tribulation, why did he only have five realms? Could it be that his cultivation was too low, or that the monk was more unlucky than the Taoist priest?

The mad monk Juechen also felt that he was farted by thunder at this time, but his resistance to cheapness was stronger than that of the Divine Daoist, and there was no five thunders, but he also felt that the divine thunder poured into the body, and the thunder made him scorched inside and out.

However, the more this happened, the happier he became.

That's what whets his appetite!

Therefore, the mad monk Juechen felt more pleasing to the eye when he looked at Su Lin, and his gaze became softer and softer.

This scared Su Lin again, he felt that he had to leave quickly, or else he would really be bent by this strange monk and Taoist priest, what could those girlfriends of his do?

Su Lin looked at the expression of the Divine Daoist, and asked a little scared, "You won't really come to soak me for him, will you?"

"Flutter!"

Shen Siyin on the side finally couldn't help it, and then laughed.

After reciting a few words of Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable in his heart, the Divine Daoist finally suppressed the anger in his heart that wanted to kill, and waved at Su Lin with one hand, saying: "Lao Dao feels that he is very close to this little girl, so I will talk about it." ”

The Divine Daoist looked at Shen Siyin and said, "Old Dao, I am at this age, I am by no means a womanizer, nor a person who sells talismans for profit, and I just want to talk to you about the little girl." There is no ill intention, and there is no malice. ”

As he spoke, his eyes looked at Su Lin, and he said, "As for whether the fat monk wants to soak you, I don't know, but you can ask him!"

Shen Siyin felt that this Taoist monk was very interesting, and couldn't help but look at the bull-nosed old Taoist with puzzled eyes, and asked, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

The Divine Daoist pointed to the table next to him and said, "Can we sit down and talk?"

"There are still poor monks, and there are poor monks to talk about!"

At this time, the fat monk also walked over and sat down unceremoniously, staring at Su Lin with blazing eyes.

When Su Lin saw that look, he was very disgusted. That's right, it's disgust. He wondered if this monk had changed his sexual orientation because he had been a monk for so long that he hadn't seen a woman for a long time.

No, seeing that he was handsome and chic, his divine might was invincible, Yushu was in the wind, chic and dignified, and his appearance was better than Pan An, so he pressed Zhou Lang...... and so on all the good words to describe myself, and I liked it all at once.

It's not out of the question.

The Divine Daoist hadn't opened his mouth to ask, but the mad monk Juechen couldn't help it, he looked at Su Lin and asked, "Boy, is it a person who practices martial arts?"

"No!" Surin said directly.

"Strange, strange! It's not a martial arts practitioner, how can his skills be better than ordinary martial arts practitioners?"

Su Lin stared at the two of them with wary eyes, and then spoke: "Judging from the appearance of the two of you, it seems that you don't know kung fu at all, but when you pulled out the chair, it made me wary. This chair is a locust wood chair, weighing dozens of pounds, when you just sat down, it was lifted lightly, like grabbing a handful of air, it seems that even if I didn't make a move just now, those people probably can't do anything to you, right?"

At the same time, Su Lin couldn't help but sigh in his heart. What's going on in this world, these two strange monks and Taoists are also kung fu masters?

In these years, masters are walking all over the ground, and there are as many strong as dogs, and in the blink of an eye, there may be several masters who slip away from under your nose.

The fat monk was not polite, he directly picked up the tea that Shen Siyin poured for the two of them from the table, and said with a smile: "The master can't talk about it, the poor monk just used decades of kung fu to practice a good strength." ”