Master Kumaragupta, everyone finally saw his appearance, they all thought that he was such a master, he must have been seventy or eighty, otherwise he must be middle-aged, but they didn't expect that this monk, who was watched by everyone, was actually just a young monk who looked thirty years old. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Everyone thinks that they have recognized the wrong person, but the other monks of the Great Landa Temple will never admit their mistakes, only to see that this monk has big ears, his face is like a full moon, and his whole body is faintly shrouded in a layer of red light, just like the Buddha's present life, so that people can easily admire and feel cordial when they see it. He was followed by a naughty boy, only six or seven years old, very cute, but with white hair, at this time he was looking east and west, as if Grandma Liu had entered the Grand View Garden, and everything felt strange.

At this time, everyone was standing side by side on the railing of the second floor of a restaurant on the side of the street, and the others could only stand to the side or behind, watching through the gap.

This is the benefit of strength, especially in this world where strength is paramount, and the challenge of ten days has made many people in the Great Landa Temple know their prestige.

The first five seats are not out, there are not many strong people who have reached the third grade, and who will be more serious with a female baby, and these people have not appeared for a long time, many people are still waiting, and they will not do it so quickly.

"Ronnie, what are you thinking? With our strength, it is impossible to feel the realm of Master Kumaragupta. Seeing Ronnie's thoughtful look, Liu Siyi put his arm around his shoulders and said, "Now that everyone is gone, there's nothing to see, let's go to the King Kong Academy to find the old monk." ”

"Did you notice that urchin? It was the one who followed Kumaragupta. Ronnie asked suddenly.

"Of course I saw it, isn't that the master's new disciple." Long Hao replied, and suddenly asked in a low voice, "What, what did you find?" ”

"Well, do you guys feel anything?" Ronnie asked, looking at the crowd.

Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads, only Dai Licheng frowned and said uncertainly: "That naughty boy gives me the feeling that he knows us." ”

"What!? How is this possible? It's the first time we've entered the world of Middle-earth, and we're challenging infinitely, so how can anyone know us? Are you feeling wrong? "Everyone wondered how this could happen.

"Yes, that's right." Ronnie added: "Did you notice that the urchin boy was looking around, no matter what he saw, his eyes remained calm, and he even had a smile of surprise and a smile on his face. And when he saw us, his eyes were suddenly full of shock, and although he recovered quickly, he was still watched carefully by me. ”

"Then it's impossible to know us, huh?" Long Hao asked again.

"He doesn't know us, but he knows our clothes." Ronnie emphasized: "The captain, me, and Brother Jiao are all wearing denim, this style of clothing is said to have been handed down from ancient times to the present, and it is still not obsolete, and I observed that the next thing that naughty boy looked at was the clothes that we were wearing." ”

"You mean? This naughty boy is the same as written in the novel, is it from time in time? That's why you recognize us? Hugo asked.

"It's incredibly unlikely, but it's not impossible." Ronnie analyzed: "We have all heard before, this time the host of the recovery of the Great Leiyin Temple is the current second-generation disciple Lingshan, we also have some information about him, although he has a strong three-grade cultivation, but other aspects are relatively rigid, and then combined with the final recovery of the Great Leiyin Temple, the host should not be him, he is impossible to recover the Great Leiyin Temple." ”

"I agree with this, if this guy really crosses, then he will definitely get part of the luck of this world, at least his own luck has absolutely nothing to say, and this time to recover the Great Lei Yin Temple, he should also be presiding." Hugo said.

"However, the premise of all this is that this guy is crossing, how can we be sure that he is crossing?" Liu Siyi asked.

"It's very simple, just test him." Ronnie smiled confidently.

The group walked forward while discussing, and their direction was the Vajra Temple, looking for the old monk who taught the recitation, and as for finding the naughty boy, they were not in a hurry.

Ha, it's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it. Originally, everyone was still thinking about how to find the six-year-old naughty boy, but they didn't expect that he was actually listening to the old monk's teaching, which can only be said to be fate.

Everyone did not get straight to the topic as soon as they came up, but sat down one after another and listened carefully to the lecture, and at this time, the old monk was also teaching a recitation.

The urchin also noticed everyone, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he didn't make any other moves.

The old monk opened his mouth and explained a mantra, and then the seven or eight monks each lifted their spirits and glared angrily at a fist-sized stone held up in their palms. More than ten minutes later, a clear-faced, twenty-seven or eight-year-old monk let out a strong snort in his nose, and the stone in his palm flickered up a few inches, but the monk didn't seem to be able to last, and the stone floated up and fell again in an instant.

Of course, the mental power cultivated by oneself is not directly exchanged, and even some monks cannot distinguish the difference between Buddhism and mental power at all. Therefore, these monks are the ones who snorted vigorously before, and they have the mental power cultivation of the seven grades, and the others are only ** grades at most, and there are those who are not in the grades.

The old monk had been closing his eyes and recuperating, and when he saw that everyone had not comprehended the trick, he suddenly whispered: "The first transmission of the lotus method, a thought to move Bodhi." You still haven't realized that mental power and true qi are completely different uses. ”

The old monk didn't see any luck, and there was a stone the size of a human head in front of him, whew! It floated into the air, circled around him eight times, and then stopped in front of him, floating three feet in the air, motionless.

The old monk repeated the method of using mental power to drive stones, and did not think that there was one more group of people.

But Liu Siyi and the others listened attentively. After all, living in the modern society of information explosion, the comprehension is a step higher than that of these monks, and many vague formulas, with speculation and association, also understand the key. Coupled with the study of the exercises during this time, let them know that although there are many schools of practice in Middle-earth Shenzhou, the root of it is still the number of martial artists who exercise their true qi, consolidate their roots and cultivate their roots, and strengthen their muscles and bones. Although the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism have spells that are not driven by true qi and are purely launched by chanting the Fa, because of the difficulty of cultivation, the power is not as much as martial arts in the initial stage, and there are very few practitioners.

This old monk taught the Dharma in the Vajra Temple, but the more disciples taught, the fewer and fewer they taught. It took ten or eight years, but he could only cultivate a fist-sized stone flying around his body, and even ordinary strong men who were not good at it might have beaten him, so naturally no one was willing to practice.

A group of people came to listen to the lecture, the old monk was very happy, pretending not to see more people, but the way of reciting the Dharma and practicing in the Langda Temple, repeatedly recounted, hoping to lead these people to come often.

"One thought gives birth to the Dharma, ten thousand thoughts give birth to ten thousand Dharma, although the practice of Buddhism has little effect in the early stage, but once it reaches the advanced realm, it is ever-changing, the means are endless, and the cultivation below the five grades is very many, and the martial artists are better than the Dharma of the same grade. Above the third grade, even if a martial artist with the first grade of cultivation is powerless in the face of a Dharma person who is lower than his own number of grades. ”

For the old monk's statement, Liu Siyi and others are not impressed, there is a strict hierarchy in them, and the strength of your three products may be able to be relative to the strength of one product for a while, but after a long time, you are definitely not an opponent.

Suddenly, with an exclamation, a monk may have suddenly opened his mind, and the stone in his hand soared into the sky, causing everyone to envy, but as a master of spiritual power, Liu Siyi could feel that this was the handwriting of that naughty boy. At this time, the naughty boy got up and left, and looked at everyone meaningfully.

Several people also glanced at each other, got up and followed him away.

"What a coincidence, I actually met a few masters again, I don't know where a few masters came from, why are you looking for me?" Wang Fu'er's brain was running at high speed at the moment, and he had long known that these dozen or so people would come to him, so he was waiting for everyone around a corner. He also liked to watch movies and television dramas before he crossed over, and he still remembered one of the plots, that is, the Time and Space Administration Bureau captured the time-travelers who disrupted time and space, so he was very vigilant. However, he also believed that the other party would not make a rash move, his master was a super first-class Kumaragupta, if these guys wanted to do it, they would have done it a long time ago, but they couldn't relax.

"It doesn't matter where the monk comes from, there is a poet named 'Zhouzhuang' in the hometown of the little monk, once he woke up from a dream, and he said to others: 'I dreamed of a butterfly, in the dream I am a butterfly, and when I wake up I am a person, and I don't know whether I am a butterfly or a human, whether I am awake or asleep'. This sentence is very philosophical, and it makes me fully realize that grasping the present is the most important thing. Ronnie directly made a tentative smile, and smiled very kindly, emphasizing the two words Zhouzhuang.

"This sentence is really interesting, but I don't know what it has to do with me?" Wang Fu'er asked seemingly calmly, but in fact, his heart was extremely uncalm, and the other party's meaning couldn't be clearer.

Everyone also kept staring at Wang Fu'er's expression, although the other party tried his best to restrain himself, but the aura of the whole person fluctuated greatly, which also made them confirm their previous guess.

"Of course it doesn't matter, it's just that we fell in love at first sight, so I want to invite you, if you have time, you can come to my hometown as a guest, and also introduce the poet of Zhouzhuang to you." Ronnie said with a smile still on his face.

"Okay, when I'm free, maybe I'll go over and have a look." Wang Fu'er struggled for a long time, everything he saw when he crossed over was so unfamiliar, he wanted to travel back for a long time, but he also knew that it was impossible, so he had already given up this thought. But now, someone told him that he could go back, or he would go back with absolute certainty, and it was strange that he was not moved. However, the previous experience made him old and would not easily believe the words of strangers, so he neither agreed nor refused, and dragged it first. What exactly the other party is going to do, what kind of person they are, time will tell.

"Don't worry, my hometown is absolutely warm, if you go, you will definitely be entertained with good cigarettes and wine." Ronnie naturally saw his worries, and said directly: "Please rest assured, little brother, we have no malicious intentions, we just want to make friends with you." ”

"Of course, we're friends now." The naughty boy smiled innocently, but he was still not at ease in his heart.

When they met for the first time, both sides had a contact, at least on the surface, and then they didn't say much, so they said goodbye to each other and separated.