An Ruodao's words fell for about three or four seconds, and an old and extremely majestic voice came from the middle of the nine golden carriages: "Lord An Zhuang doesn't need to be polite, please get up." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

An Ruodao straightened up when he heard this, and said: "The holy monk has worked hard from afar, and the kid has prepared some melon and fruit drinks. ”

An Ruodao has never spoken to people so humbly, and his heart is now filled with an emotion called "humiliation", but he must speak like this, because his current identity is a person who has lost his country and exterminated his species, and he is a bereaved dog who needs to be sent to others in order to protect his subordinates. At this time, he was no longer qualified to talk about the issue of dignity. But he also knew that for the hundreds of people behind him who were loyal to the Heroic Villa, his posture at the moment would also arouse their sense of humiliation, and if this sense of humiliation was used well, it would eventually become a huge impetus for the resurgence of the Heroic Villa.

Sure enough, under An Ruodao's secret observation, the faces of his subordinates became a little unnatural at this moment, including suggesting that An Ruodao greet Master Jin Ci's face with a humble attitude.

After all, the Haoqi Villa was the protector of the Nanyun Kingdom back then, and it was a force on an equal footing with the King Kong Temple, with more than 10,000 disciples, and the power was huge. As the so-called tiger is majestic, now the owner of the heroic villa is so low and small in front of the abbot of the King Kong Temple, which makes the hearts of every disciple of the villa who has gone through life and death alive instantly filled with an inexplicable emotion.

Then, An Ruodao saw that one of the two women driving the carriage was kneeling on the side of the carriage at this moment, and from the golden gauze tent stretched out a white and fat big foot, which happened to step on the woman's back, and then the owner of this foot stepped off the carriage with the woman's back as a staircase.

The owner of this fat foot is the same as his feet, and he is also white and fat, and I saw that this person has white eyebrows and beards, and his eyes are bright, and he looks like an old man who is full of energy.

But what is even more eye-catching is the robe on his body, which is inlaid with all kinds of pearls, precious stones, jade, and jewels, shining in the sun, and it is almost blinding people's eyes!

"The master is really beautiful, although this robe is brilliant, but under the brilliance of the master himself, it can only be reduced to a green leaf born next to the red flower." Seeing this, An Ruodao smiled slightly, and patted Master Jin Ci's ass again.

I saw Master Jin Ci laugh and said: "The little benefactor is born with a sweet mouth, I see that you look almost exactly the same as your father when he was young, but your temper is not at all like your father's temper." Rare, rare! ”

An Ruodao saw that this monk was quite a bit old and betrayed the old when he spoke, and he already had three points of dislike in his heart, but because he was a person under the fence, he had to reluctantly perfunctory: "My father has a bold and upright temperament, but my son is timid and cowardly, and he never dares to compare with his old man." ”

At this time, several monks in the other eight carriages also stepped on the backs of the beauties, and like Master Jin Ci, their clothes and accessories were also extremely gorgeous, such as gold Zen rods and pearl prayer beads...... An Ruodao was also a little dizzy when he looked at it, and couldn't help but complain in his heart: "These monks don't look like monks, they all wear gold and silver, and they are even more coquettish than prostitutes!" ”

Seeing that An Ruodao was "shocked" by the costumes of his group of monks, the old monk Jin Ci smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and grabbed An Ruodao's right hand, and led him towards the group of people in the heroic villa, and said: "Amitabha, do you have any opinion on our monks' robes?" ”

An Ruodao couldn't help but say: "Master, the monks in your temple are really ...... Amazing! ”

Jin Ci laughed and said: "Gold, silver and jewelry, but a pile of rubble and masonry, the little donor must not be too concerned." In ancient times, there was a high monk who said, 'The body is like a Bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror.' Always wipe diligently, Mojiao stirs up dust. These words have won the essence of my Buddhist cultivation. Ordinary Buddhist disciples only know how to meditate, meditate on the scriptures, and understand the Buddha's principles in a stomach, and they look like Arhats and Bodhisattvas, but they really meet peerless beauties, enemy country wealth, and life and death, but one by one the demons emerge and can't hold it. And my temple is a unique way, every day with beauties, gold and jade to hone their patience, and through self-moss, self-whipping and other methods to train their brave heart, this is 'always diligent wipe, Mojiao to stir up dust'! Haha, you see that although I am wearing ayara, in my heart, it is no different from wearing tattered clothes. ”

An Ruodao listened to Jin Ci's truth, and on the surface made a look of sudden enlightenment, and praised Jin Ci's profound Buddhism and the wisdom of King Kong Temple, but he was very disapprehensive in his heart: "Practicing meditation and practicing Buddha, focusing on the unity of understanding and practice, to achieve the purpose of transcending oneself, whether it is chanting meditation or self-whipping, it is a method of becoming a Buddha, it can be said that it is two different paths to the same destination, and the path you take is more extreme than the normal meditation method, I don't think this is a method suitable for the general public. ”

Master Jin Ci was already a master of the Heavenly Realm, and he was already a hundred years old, so he naturally heard the trace of insincerity in An Ruodao's words, he was silent on the surface, but secretly he had a true qi and attacked An Ruodao's body.

An Ruodao only felt that from the other party's hand, a warm wind that was as gentle as early spring on the surface, but surging inside was like the Yangtze River, and it quickly entered his body and attacked his heart!

An Ruodao was shocked in his heart, he really didn't know why this old monk suddenly killed him, but when the matter came, he was not allowed to think about it, so he could only quickly mobilize his whole body true qi to fight back against the other party.

An Ruodao newly created the "Golden Crow Feather Jue", this qigong integrates the evil sword spectrum, Ruoshui True Scripture, Zixia Divine Skill, Self-cultivation Trick and other internal martial arts, and the power is really extraordinary.

But what An Ruodao didn't expect was that the two true qi had just come into contact with each other, but Master Jin Ci suddenly took back his own Buddhist true qi, and An Ruodao's true qi continued to pursue, but when they reached the place where the two of them held each other's hands, they encountered a huge resistance, and they couldn't move forward anymore, and they couldn't attack Master Jin Ci's body.

An Ruodao looked at Master Jin Ci with cold eyes, but saw that the old monk was smiling as if he was a nobody, and said to An Ruodao: "The little benefactor has a strong internal force, and his power is not weak, so he has the true inheritance of Ling's father's 'righteousness'!" ”

What happened just now, An Ruodao could no longer look low, but said in a cold voice: "How powerful is my father's 'Dry Heaven Righteousness', how can it be as bad as I am now?" I've only scratched the surface of my father's lessons! If I can really get the true inheritance of my late father, where will my heroic villa be reduced to such a shape! ”

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