A leaf of gold rolled on the ground twice, and then shrunk into a thin gold leaf into Baoyu's cuffs.

Baoyu and the others also fell on the ground, as if they had broken through some barrier just now, and at the moment of breaking through, their talents were blocked by the strange method for a moment, and they fell into disgrace......

"Fight!"

Baoyu quickly made a decision, it was too late to sacrifice another leaf of golden boat, so they could only fight hard, they had to fight with the hundred miles of Changhe and others, and also with the unknown existence in this valley.

They quickly rolled over and got up, and then, Baoyu and a pair of very familiar eyes came to meet each other, and looking up, it was the more familiar bright head with eight ring scars......

"Bodhi?"

Baoyu was completely dumbfounded, don't all these powerful people like to be men? The person in front of him is wearing a women's tight-waisted gauze dress, but looking at his appearance, looking at his figure, and then looking at the shiny head and the rare eight ring scars, it is clearly Bodhizi!

At this time, Bodhi Zi is plain-faced, but that kind of dress, safe, is definitely a woman's appearance!

Baoyu only felt a rumbling in his head, and for the first time he felt that this world was not a taste, he 、、、 his mother 、、、, and he liked to be a woman, didn't he?

"Jia Baoyu, how did you find here?"

Bodhizi was even more surprised than Baoyu, very embarrassed, his face was flushed, he wanted to pull the tight women's gauze clothes, and he had to put his hands together and pout......

"Immeasurable ancient Buddha, the little monk is not a Bodhi son now, but tears are falling!"

"Who do I care who you are?"

Baoyu looked at the rear, and then looked at Bodhizi, Bodhizi's strength had obviously increased, even to the point where he felt that it was boundless.

He wants to think about how to let Bodhi Zi help, it is best to end up with them for a hundred miles, and he remembers the things that forget worries and have no dreams......

However, Baoyu turned his head and looked over Bodhizi, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

He saw a man walking behind Bodhizi, dressed in a wide azure robe, and uninhibitedly open the placket, revealing half of his chest and the white undershirt that went diagonally down the placket to the end of the robe.

The man's hair was wrapped in a bright red bun with a curved red jade hook tail that matched the three long strands of hair on his chin. And, most importantly, this person seems to have completely interpreted the meaning of what Yushu Linfeng is, and his whole person is a 'Yushu Linfeng'!

The incomparably huge attraction made Baoyu, Xue Daoheng and Bu Changding stuck their eyes and couldn't take their eyes off them at all......

"Bodhi, these are your friends?"

"It's barely true, but the little monk is in tears!"

Tears fluttered again emphasized.

The man laughed indifferently, shouted a few more words of Bodhi, and was so angry that tears flowed and a Zen heart was unstable, but Baoyu's eyes were bright enough to make Bodhizi, a shameless person who couldn't bear his anger, and not do anything, this person was either of higher seniority, or, or stronger......

He arched his hand and said: "After the end of school, Jia Baoyu has seen his seniors, dare to ask his seniors' names?"

"I'm just a layman, I accept the Dao fruit here today, and I still don't know if I will use the name of a layman in the future, so what's the name?"

This man's words were very sincere, and he did not mean to shirk them.

He looked at Baoyu for a while and smiled: "Brother Baoyu, you and I used to be the same, with this one alone, I will help you once." ”

As he spoke, the man raised his head, blew a breath, and suddenly there was a yellow wave all over the sky.

Seeing Baoyu and the others fall to the ground, the five Chenggong Shengtu led by the hundred miles of Changhe were originally excited to control a golden boat, but suddenly fell asleep, and the talent of the Wen Palace came out, but it was damaging their own bodies.

The 'Red Dust Layman' laughed: "Mr. Past, I used this method of Huangliang and a dream to let me spend 50 years in the red dust, see the impermanence of life and death, see the world clearly, my cultivation is insufficient, let these people play in the dream for 50 years......

Well, they seem to like to fight. ”

As he spoke, the man stared at the tears very strangely, muttering in his mouth, 'I don't know if there is a boundless sea of bitterness or not', and he was so frightened that he shuddered.

He and Baoyu performed literati etiquette, scratched their heads and said awkwardly: "I want to inherit the Dao fruit today, Brother Baoyu won't think that I have gone off the wrong door by abandoning the literary and cultivating the Dao, right?"

[Look down on you, God is pitiful, if only you didn't let me play in my dreams for fifty years!]

Baoyu gasped while watching the five Chenggong Shengtu self-harm in their dreams, only to feel that the funny things in the world were hidden in the three words 'look down'.

He hurriedly said seriously: "Three thousand avenues, eight hundred side doors, all can lead to the literati and Taoist saints, or to the Buddha of Buddhism, to be honest, the holy path taken by Baoyu and many literati has long deviated from the principles of Confucianism." ”

"Okay, good, Brother Baoyu can see through, since it is the holy path to take, it is naturally his own truth, how can anyone practice all the Confucian doctrines?"

The man clapped his hands and laughed, "Brother Baoyu, you just rest here, if you want to see my inheritance of Dao Fruit, then you can do it, you can leave at any time if you want, just don't talk to anyone who comes......

The one who came to pass on the Dao fruit to me was Xiao Zhurong Zheng Siyuan, who had a great opinion on the literati. ”

"Foolish brother understands. ”

Baoyu set almost, and also seriously replied to the salute, and forcibly suppressed the monstrous tide in his heart.

After this person left, Xue Daoheng, who had been silent, wanted to tremble his teeth, and said fearfully: "Xiao Zhurong Zheng Siyuan?

Bu Changding followed: "The narrow list is the strongest below the bachelor's level, and those who rank within a thousand can slap us to death, Xiao Zhurong Zheng Siyuan, that can be casually, and any hundred after a hundred will be cut like melons and vegetables!"

The three of them were silent for a while, and suddenly looked at the tears strangely: "What are you doing here?"

"The little monk came to ask for three thousand zhang of red dust. ”

Tears fluttering and clasping his hands together: "The little monk doesn't understand that the two goddesses would rather die than the little monk to save his life, so he has to taste the misery of women in the world, want to understand, want to understand, so he also lacks a woman's red hair." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the back of the person who left the house, and said with a smile: "When this one inherits the Dao Fruit, he will have the ability to rip off the ring scar on the top of the little monk's head, and the little monk will naturally be able to grow his hair." ”

"And how strong are you now?"

Baoyu's face was pure, and she wanted to ask hotly.

Facing Baoyu's affectionate expression, the tearful face twitched for a while: "Immeasurable Ancient Buddha, does Baoyu donor want to kill the little monk? This is difficult, the little monk is now fused with half a soul, and the narrow list directly soars into the top hundred, Baoyu donor may not know very well, on the name of this narrow list, but the hundred are respected, and the ten are called gods......

Lord Baoyu, you, at most, are only ranked more than 4,000. ”

"What if I get at the top of the rankings?"

Hundreds of honored?

Baoyu has a toothache a little, since it is a hundred, then, the tears must have the strength of nine of the nine and eighteen scholars of Yamen, which is equivalent to the strength of nine of them.

I remember that it is recorded in the "Chronicles of the Tang Dynasty" that one of the nine honors of Yamen has killed a strong man at the level of a demon king!

And the demon king level, that is equivalent to the strength of a bachelor!

Tears drifted very happily to see Baoyu's embarrassed expression, he heard the sound of the dreamless brother through the golden body of Amitabha, and he always remembered Baoyu, forgetting worries and dreamsless, and never called him the holy monk's brother......

"The bitter sea is boundless, and the drowsiness is shoreless~~~"

Tears drifted and sighed, his voice carried an extremely strange power, pulling Xue Daoheng and Bu Changding's thoughts to nowhere. Baoyu woke up Xue Daoheng and Bu Changding with two punches, and asked very seriously: "What if I am at the top of the ranking?"

"So ......"

Bodhizi's eyes flashed: "The little monk has not yet decided which kind of woman in the world to be first, if you rank within three thousand, the little monk will become a peasant woman and experience the suffering of a poor woman;

If you rank within 2,000, the little monk will be a resentful woman in a wealthy mansion, and it will be the end of being 'killed' by a jealous woman;

If you are in the top 1,000, the little monk will go to be a prostitute、、、 thousands of people will ride and ten thousand people will press, and for every fifty places you place in the first 50 within a thousand, the little monk will pick up one more guest every day, how about this?"

Bodhizi knew that he was dissatisfied with Baoyu, and while lamenting his ** sea of bitterness, he also had to make Baoyu feel uncomfortable.

He didn't have any bad intentions to pit Baoyu, he just wanted to compare with Baoyu......

"Master Baoyu, can this bet be considered a deal? There is no harm to you...... By the way, the little monk must be respected when he enters the top 100 of the narrow list, and you will not be able to catch up with the back of the little monk for the rest of your life. The little monk has already thought about it, so he calls himself the Venerable Guanyin and watches the voice of women in the world. ”

"Bet!"

Baoyu simply agreed.

The bet is one-sided, anyway, there is no harm to himself, and when he heard the tears drifting to call himself Guanyin Venerable, he suddenly felt that he seemed to be able to rank a lot?

Hey, this feeling is inexplicable!

He thought for a moment and asked, "What is the top 100 on the narrow list?"

"This ......"

The tearful face was frantically distorted, and it took a long time to hold back three words:

"The hundredth. ”

.........

Baoyu didn't stay in the valley for long, just like the 'red dust layman' said, Xiao Zhurong Zheng Siyuan looked at the literati very unpleasantly, the difference between their strength and Xiao Zhurong was too great, it was better to leave early.

It's just that when he left the valley, Baoyu really hesitated for a while......

The sword of the regular man was more than half unsheathed, staring at the five people in the hundred-mile long river in Huangliang's dream, and asked Baoyu: "Kill or not?"

"Keep it, tears are not our friends, kill people in front of him, hehe~~~"

Baoyu let out an inexplicable chuckle, rode a golden boat, and quickly disappeared into the distance......

The wind was still blowing quietly, the five of them were still dreaming, and not long after Baoyu and the others left, the sky suddenly burst into a sea of fire.

The flames were so blazing that they scorched the sky for eight thousand miles, steaming out the mountains, and the pouring rain was once again steamed into nothingness by the flames in the sky......

"Huh, literati?"

The human form composed of flames let out a cold snort, and with a wave of his hand, he actually knocked the hundred miles Changhe and the others three thousand miles away, and then he was seriously injured and woke up.

They raised their heads and exclaimed, 'Little Zhurong', and ran away with their tails between their legs!

Xiao Zhurong didn't care about Baili Changhe and the others, lowered his head, and said with a smile:

"Thousands of miles of demon lightning surrounded, and the white dragon was in the air.

In the past, he used to hold this sword to kill evil demons, and now he gives it to the Jun family to break his troubles!

Lu Dongbin, today you have to pass on my Ge Xiangong Dao Fruit, on the narrow list of the vast Tang Dynasty, ranked ......

Nine out of sixty!"

When the words fell, the sword light was like a dragon.

Moreover, it far exceeds the righteous edge of the Ten Thousand Two Gentlemen's Sword!

[How much can I rank? 4,005, or the end of 5,000 narrow people?]

On the way back, Baoyu kept thinking about this question.

The ranking of the so-called narrow list is not just a good sound, and 500 literati tears will fall from the sky when you get on the list, doubling the number of 4,000, doubling the 3,000, and doubling the 2,000.

If it is ranked in the top 1,000, then it will be 8,000 points that have doubled again! 2k reading web