Xiao Fan looked at the uninvited guest in front of him, the old guy's kind and kind appearance, which made Xiao Fan have a very annoying feeling, to be precise, he hated that kind of breath, the kind of breath that seemed to be transcendent from the outside of things, if it was true, then it would be fine, but this monk seemed to be pretending, that kind of hypocritical feeling, which made Xiao Fan inexplicably a little irritable.

"Master, I wonder if the Buddha told you that it is very rude to interrupt others?" Xiao Fan looked at the old monk and asked with a smile.

"Eh," the old monk opened his mouth and looked at Xiao Fan.

"This seems to have not been said in the Buddhist scriptures," the old monk touched his bald head and replied a little stupidly, provoking the four girls next to him to laugh at the same time.

The beautiful eyes glanced at Xiao Fan with disgust, which basically means, you are also funny about such an honest monk? It's a bit too unauthentic.

Xiao Fan looked at the old monk and smiled faintly, no matter what, the light in the old monk's eyes couldn't deceive people, this old guy was obviously hiding it.

Xiao Fan looked at the old monk and smiled disdainfully, shrugged his shoulders, and turned to leave.

The real enlightened monk will never be like him, because of a word, competing with one of the strengths.

For a cunning old monk, Xiao Fan had no thoughts.

"Donor, can you stay, the poor monk has a good word to persuade you." The old monk shouted behind Xiao Fan's back.

Xiao Fan turned around, and the old monk bowed slightly.

"Donor, you are too angry, but you have a Buddha fate, why don't you stay here for a long time to resolve your anger." The old monk said with a smile.

In a word, it caused Luo Ningyan and the three of them to look at each other angrily, the old monk is changing the law and persuading Xiao Fan to become a monk.

If Xiao Fan is a monk, what will they do?

Xiao Fan glanced at Yao Qianxue at this time, "Isn't it that Yao Qianxue just made some wish and was heard by the Buddha, and the one who is most looking forward to becoming a monk here is probably this Nizi." ”

Xiao Fan touched his chin and looked at the old monk.

smiled faintly, "Your temple is too small to accommodate me." ”

Xiao Fan stood with his hands in his hands, with a chuckle on the corner of his mouth, looking at the old monk whose face changed without saying a word, he turned around and left with a smile.

"Lord Xiao Shi, Amitabha."

Xiao Fan turned around, isn't this old monk aware of himself?

But it was another person who came, and the old monk was smiling, but he had already walked in front of the man.

Xiao Fan glanced at the guy with the same surname as him, his eyes narrowed slightly, this temple seems to be really not simple. , Yu Xuanang, who came to be popular, looked at the old monk, but there was no expression on his face, just bowed slightly, which was regarded as a greeting.

In his hand, he was carrying a basket and walked in front of Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan stood in front of the four women without a boundary, but the person smiled disdainfully at Xiao Fan, and glanced at Xiao Fan lightly, but there was a touch of madness between his eyebrows, but he walked straight to the temple.

Xiao Fan touched his nose, "That person, it seems that he didn't take him in his eyes." ”

After incense, I visited the temple, but before I knew it, it was already dusk.

Watching the sunset in the mountains is a unique flavor.

Ye Qingcheng leaned on Xiao Fan's arms, with a touch of tiredness on his delicate face, and leaned lazily on Xiao Fan.

As for the other three daughters, they also sat together, looking at the sky, and the afterglow of the sunset.

Tonight, I'm afraid I won't be able to go down the mountain.

I greeted a monk, gave money, and a group of five people simply settled down in this mountain.

In the evening, after eating vegetarian food, after a day of traveling, they were all hungry, and the four girls devoured it, and they also praised the aroma of the food.

Xiao Fan touched his nose stupidly, eating the food, but it tasted the same as chewing wax, Xiao Fan has always been meatless and unhappy.

The four girls ate happily, but Xiao Fan was quite complaining, but the price of this meal was too expensive.

In the back mountain, the clouds and mist were shrouded, and as the night fell, there was a faint light of fire, standing in front of a hole, and handing the basket in his hand.

"That's right, right?" A voice came from the cave, echoing in the night wind.

"Master, it's me." That person was the man who passed by Xiao Fan.

"Come in, speaking of which, we haven't seen each other for a few days." The man in the cave said lightly.

"Yes," the man nodded, and walked respectfully into the cave.

A middle-aged man in the cave, sitting cross-legged on a stone bed, with his long messy hair draped casually over his shoulders, has not been taken care of for many years.

The face is full of beard, and only a pair of eyes that seem to be penetrating the world are clearly visible.

The middle-aged man glanced at the man standing with his head down.

"Hehe, that's good," the middle-aged man chuckled.

"Compared to me back then, although it is a little worse, but you have wonderful roots, if you work hard, you may not be able to achieve what I am today." The middle-aged man chuckled.

"Master, you are as kind to your disciple as a mountain, and your disciple will never forget it, and one day, your disciple will let your master get out of prison." The young man knelt down and said with a respectful expression.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, "Hehe, as you say, it's good if you have this heart," the man chuckled.

"I wonder if you can meet someone with the same name as you at the bottom of the mountain?" The man looked at Xiao Rudao and asked.

"The disciple has the great trust of the master, and he has never encountered it yet." Xiao Rudao said respectfully.

"Hehe, it hasn't changed."

"In the blink of an eye, twenty-seven years have passed, but I don't know what happened to those old people under the mountain." The middle-aged man sighed faintly.

"Nalan Wudao is still alive, right?" The middle-aged man asked.

"Alive, I have been at the top of the list for twenty years." Xiao Rudao said.

"Hehe, that's good, when I get out of trouble, I will fight with him." The middle-aged man's eyes showed a touch of reminiscence, and a powerful momentum came out of his body, and a momentum of incomparable sharpness soared into the sky.

Xiao Rudao was slightly shocked, and his heart was almost unstable by this powerful momentum.

Looking at Xiao Rudao, a look of disappointment flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.

Xiao Rudao looked at the master's look in his eyes, his fists clenched slightly, now he is standing at the top of the list, only one step away from the heavenly list, at this age, standing in this position, he is already the leader of the entire China, as for the man in the northeast, he only heard his name, but he has not seen him, but most of the legends in the rivers and lakes are suspected of exaggeration, Xiao Rudao does not believe that the other party can beat himself.

It's just that at this point, he can't satisfy the master, which makes Xiao Rudao feel a little angry in his heart, his fists clenched, and he secretly swears in his heart, "I must meet the master's expectations." ”

The middle-aged man seemed to know what Xiao Rudao was thinking, and smiled slightly, "Martial arts, the most important thing is to understand the words, and you must not be too hasty, so as not to mess up your mind and leave hidden dangers for the day after tomorrow." ”

"Downhill, can someone bully you?" The middle-aged man looked at the man he had grown up looking at and asked with a touch of warmth in his eyes.