At this time, Xuanyuan Jian parked the car and walked over, just seeing the backs of the three people. His eyes lit up and he whistled, "Yo, I see the gods." ”

Hu Lei was stunned, "Immortals?"

Xuanyuan Jianle pulled Hu Lei and introduced him, "Look at the monk on the left......"

Gu Qianqian hesitated, "Well, it's not good to call other people monks like this." ”

Xuanyuan Jian was even happier, "Old Hu, you don't understand, in Buddhism, monk is a relatively lofty title, and not every monk can be called a monk." ”

"That's it!", facing Gu Qianqian's gaze, Hu Lei nodded seriously.

Xuanyuan Jian continued, "That monk's Dharma name is "Turning Idiot", he can be called the leader of the Buddhism in the Yanhuang National Art Circle, even if my grandfather sees it, he has to be honored as the Master of Turning Idiot, this is an old fossil-level figure in the National Art Circle. ”

"Flowers,?", Hu Lei sprayed directly.

Xuanyuan Jian wiped the saliva on his face resentfully, "It's an idiot, it's not a nymphomaniac, it's a fate." This number is said to have been given by his master, and there was no such word as "nymphomaniac" at that time. ”

That's what it means, Hu Lei nodded.

Gu Qianqian said curiously, "You just said that the old fossil, this master looks like he is only sixty or seventy years old, is it so easy to cultivate into a fossil in the national art circle?"

"Sixty or seventy?", Xuanyuan Jian pouted, "Let me tell you this, my grandfather was like this when he was a hairy boy." ”

"Hiss!", Hu Lei gasped, Guoshu still has this effect of prolonging life?

Gu Qianqian's eyes lit up, for a beautiful girl, what could be more attractive than the eternal appearance of her face?!

"What about the other two?", Hu Lei was aroused by Xuanyuan Sword, and the one who could walk with this old fossil-level idiot master must also be an extraordinary person.

"Besides, the Taoist priest on the right, don't look at him young, but when it comes to his status in the Taoist Gate, his status in the Buddhism Gate is not bad at all, and the Dharma name is Chrysanthemum Dao Chang. ”

"Chrysanthemum?", Hu Lei was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly suddenly, "Is it the Guhua Dao Chief, the specific Gu, the transformation of the fate?"

Xuanyuan Jian glanced at Hu Lei in surprise, "It's the chrysanthemum Dao Chang, the chrysanthemum is the chrysanthemum of the chrysanthemum, and the flower is the chrysanthemum." ”

"Huh?", subconsciously, Hu Lei's gaze looked towards Xuanyuan Jian's buttocks.

Xuanyuan Jian had a black line, "Back then, when the master of the Chrysanthemum Dao gave him a name, the chrysanthemum was just a chrysanthemum, and the biggest role was only to make tea besides ornamentation." ”

“…… I can't bear to look at the progress of the times!"

Gu Qianqian said strangely, "Then why didn't he change his name?"

Xuanyuan Jian shrugged, "It's not that it can't be changed, but it can't be changed." It is said that the master of the Chrysanthemum Road once set a rule that no one in my sect should change the road number without permission. ”

"This ...... Could it be that the Dao Elder had foreseen that the term Chrysanthemum would run in some evil direction without looking back?"

"Then I don't know, since the chrysanthemum has been given the meaning of the new era, the chrysanthemum Taoist has looked at everyone with a cold face, as if everyone owes him two cents. ”

Hu Lei has a black line, and he really sympathizes with him.

"What about the fake foreign devil?", Hu Lei is the most curious about his identity, this monk is a leading figure in today's national art circle, but he is willing to walk on both sides, respecting the middle, this concept is also common in the national art circle.

"His name is Augustus. ”

"Hey, I finally have a high-profile name, don't say it, it's quite accented. Hu Lei said with a smile.

"Tone?", Xuanyuan Jian was happy, "His English name is Augustus, but those old guys in the national arts circle usually prefer to call him Yan Huang by his name, Li Goudan." ”

"Poof~", Hu Lei couldn't control it, and washed Xuanyuan Jian's face again. Gu Qianqian covered her mouth next to her and snickered.

Xuanyuan Jian laughed bitterly, "Old Hu, are you jealous that my image is better than yours!"

"Accident, pure accident. But I don't blame me, it's not like you're telling a joke all of a sudden. ”

"It's not a joke, the Chinese name of that person is Li Goudan. ”

“…… Full name: Augustus Dog Egg Lee?", looking at the three tall and quite elegant backs, Hu Lei just wanted to complain. Master, Chrysanthemum Dao Chief, Li Dogdan, what the hell is this!

"This Mr. Li is of mixed race. ”

"Mixed blood?", Hu Lei and Gu Qianqian Muran looked at each other, except for the non-mainstream golden retriever, where is there a little mixed blood, isn't it a mixed race between Yucheng and Shuzhong?

Xuanyuan Jian explained, "Maybe his father's genes are too strong, so the whole face looks like a real Yanhuang person, and his mother's genes can only be pulled down a little bit." ”

Hu Lei glanced at Li Goudan again, it's really a high ground!

"Strictly speaking, this person is not a person from the Yanhuang National Art Circle, you can also see that he is a missionary, and he is the one who cultivates the Western Holy See. To put it in easier terms, this is a veteran pastor who believes in the Light. ”

"Damn, Holy Light Magic?", Hu Lei exclaimed.

He was really shocked, and the national art was closer to the description of martial arts in his understanding. But if there is something like Holy Light Magic, then the whole style of painting will completely change.

Xuanyuan Jian glanced at him speechlessly, "What do you think, this is not a Western Fantasy." To say that he is a priest is actually to make a strange drink to speed up the healing of people's wounds. ”

Hu Lei breathed a sigh of relief, and his worldview was preserved, "Then you say that you believe in the Holy Light." ”

"Hehe, that's not just a metaphor. I don't know why, Xuanyuan Jian's smile at this time was extremely cheap in Hu Lei's eyes, this guy must have done it on purpose.

Xuanyuan Jian continued, "Over the years, he has been mixed in the Yanhuang Kingdom Art Circle, although the task of preaching and teaching has not been completed much, but with those magical healing potions, he has gained great contacts. ”

Hu Lei nodded, understanding. In any world context, this kind of healing talent is the object of everyone's care.

"Only he can let the two of them, Master Avatar and Chrysanthemum Daoist, walk together peacefully. ”

"Those two, don't deal with each other?", Hu Lei was curious.

"It's not just a bad deal, it's just rolling up your sleeves and playing and singing if you don't agree with a word!"

"Blowing, playing and singing?", Hu Lei looked confused, what kind of verb is this?

Xuanyuan Jian smiled awkwardly, "The mouth is scooped, it's tearing and pulling." ”

"Uh, ......", Hu Lei made up the scene described by Xuanyuan Sword in his mind, and at this moment, the impression of the national art circle in his mind was actually a little shaky.

"Don't look at the idiot master who always laughs, that's just a physiognomy reason, in fact, it's just a violent temper, don't be a warrior monk when you're young. And the chrysanthemum master, looking at his expression, knows that he is not very easy to mess with. ”

Just when Xuanyuan Jian popularized knowledge to Hu Lei and Gu Qianqian, the three immortal combinations also went straight to the ticket gate of the scenic spot.