How deep the water of the rivers and lakes is, it is estimated that no one in this world can know the Dao, so killing and being killed is inevitable. And in the cold winter, in a fight, Nangong Long was seriously injured, he hid in Tibet, and only after the last was he down the Yangtze River at the bottom of the sand and mud of a cargo ship transporting sand, and escaped from the enemy.

Because he was buried deep in the sandy bottom, Nangong Long relied on the internal force behind him to hold on, but he fell into a coma at the back of the most because of the lack of water.

A week later, when Nangong Long woke up again, he was already lying in the wing room in the backyard of Jinshan Temple. Later, it was learned that the sediment transported by the ship was transported to repair the Jinshan Temple. And Nangong Long was rescued because several monks found him in the mud and sand.

When he saw the abbot, he learned that the two green snakes that had been following him had died after he was rescued, and the female snake was struggling and on the verge of dying. Both snakes have two bloody wounds, and even the male snake has a lot of deep wounds that can be seen to the bone, and there are many on the female snake.

When Nangong Long was begged to be raised, the female snake even beat the spirit to protect Nangong Long, and several monks couldn't get close, so they notified the abbot later.

When the abbot master rushed over, the female snake bit the male snake and got into Nangong Long's clothes, and when Nangong Long was carried into the monk's room, the female snake bit the male snake and crawled out, reluctantly glanced at Nangong Long, climbed out of the monk's room, and entered the green bamboo forest.

The abbot told him, "There is blood on the corner of your mouth, and there is even some snake meat, and according to your situation, that is, the two snakes have sacrificed their lives to save each other to survive until now." ”

After hearing this, Nangong Long rushed into the green bamboo forest like crazy, but no matter how he whistled. No matter how they screamed, neither snake responded.

Winter goes to spring. When Nangong Long once again had high hopes. When he whistled, Zhulin still didn't react.

At that time, Nangong Long was almost desperate. He held his head and knelt in front of the bamboo forest, crying bitterly. After a while, when he reacted again, there were dozens of small cyan snakes crawling in front of him, and that familiar feeling came naturally, and he cried bitterly again, but this time. but wept with joy.

In the following year, Nangong Long accompanied these newborn little snakes every day, until the family came, and then returned abroad. But no matter how busy he is, he will find time to visit his children every year.

Kong Fan looked at the man in front of him who flashed sadness from time to time, watching him staring at the depths of the bamboo forest in a daze, and a trace of inexplicable sadness flashed in his heart.

Just as the two were immersed in sad memories, a loud Buddha horn sounded, "Amitabha Buddha ......".

Kong Fan was shocked. He clearly felt that the two spirits in his brain trembled four times, and every word could cause the spirits to tremble.

Kong Fan quickly closed his eyes, and his spiritual power followed the source of the sound and quickly pursued it.

Nothing surprises. The source of the sound turned out to be in the Daxiong Hall of the Buddhist Temple on the top of the 300-meter mountain. Kong Fan's mind flashed for a moment, and he opened his eyes.

Nangong Long wiped his face fiercely with both hands at this time. He laughed and scolded: "Old bald donkey, come and hang me again!" ”

Kong Fan smiled helplessly.

Nangong Long led Kong Fan to continue walking. While saying, "Don't worry, the old bald donkey can hear it." ”

Kong Fan looked at the top of the mountain in surprise. Immediately thinking of the Buddha's horn just now, he naturally believed it in his heart. Listening to this voice, could it be the roar of the Buddhist lion that Instructor Wang Jianming said?

Although the two of them walked slowly and quickly, in less than ten minutes, they had already arrived in front of the gate of a great hall. And with the appearance of the two of them, 8 monks also walked out of the hall, among which the one wearing a dazzling red gold-trimmed robe was obviously the person who recited the Buddha's name just now, that is, the old bald donkey in Nangong Long's mouth.

He was followed by four old monks in crimson robes, and then four middle-aged monks in gray robes. He smiled and whispered the Buddha name, and looked at the two with a smile.

Nangong Long glanced at it, turned his head to Kong Fan and said: "This is the real host of Jinshan Temple, the abbot of Wuchen, what do you say about Wuchen, in fact, he is a scoundrel, you can call him an old bald donkey, or 'old scoundrel'." ”

When the abbot of Wuchen heard this, he smiled and said: "Amitabha, Nangong donor, it's better not to say the word scoundrel, otherwise if there are a few little green snakes under the mountain, the old man is really useless." I heard that a lot of snake catchers have been haunting the vicinity of Jinshan Temple recently. ”

Nangong Long glanced at him with disdain and said, "Say, do you want something this time?" ”

"Eh, Nangong donor, this time it's the truth, I've been making movies recently, what MV, promotional videos, it's all around the green snake and the white snake, you little green snake is just right!" Nangong Long had an innocent expression on his face.

Nangong Long rolled his eyes and shouted, "Old scoundrel, believe it or not, say a few more words, I'll turn around and leave!" Say what is missing! I'm not a scoundrel for you, I admit it! ”

Abbot Ping raised his palm, made a gesture, and said with a smile: "Amitabha, the Nangong donor is really a great good person, and the Buddha will bless you!" You should also know that these little green snakes are more picky about eating, and the monks are more troublesome to feed, so you should see if you should send some ingredients. ”

Nangong Long's eyes rolled, and he said with a smile: "Of course you can, why don't I go down the mountain now?" ”

With that, he turned and left.

Kong Fan only felt a flash in front of him, Nangong Long took off and went five or six meters, Kong Fan didn't have time to sigh, the three-dimensional image in his mind flashed, and he saw Wuchen floating out, grabbed Nangong Long and said with a smile: "Nangong donor, this matter can be slowed down, and now there are more urgent things in the temple that you need to deal with." ”

Kong Fan turned his head to look at the monks who were really at the gate of the treasure hall, and then turned his head to look at Nangong Long and Wuchen not far away, this time Kong Fan was sure that the golden figure that flashed in his mind was undoubtedly Wuchen.

"What a quick light work! Compared with him, Oda Hiroo is only beyond his reach. "This kind of speed, even Nangong Long can't match, if it weren't for Kongfan's reaction, he would have thought that it was similar to Chen Lao's teleportation.

Nangong Long seemed to have expected this situation a long time ago, he smiled and said: "I heard that the old bald donkey has a lot of good pills recently, my brother has had a lot of things recently, give him some self-defense." ”

Wuchen's face trembled, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "A life-sustaining pill." ”

Nangong Long despised Yan Wuchen again, and said: "Five, plus ten blood invigorating and ventilation pills, and 20 Golden Gun Pills will also be needed." ”

Wuchen rolled his eyes, looked at Kongfan, and said, "This donor is still a boy boy, and seeing that he is in good shape, his face is not weak, I don't know what else to do with the pill?" ”

Kong Fan rolled his eyes, but when he heard this, he knew what the so-called Golden Gun Pills were doing. It's just that I don't understand why there is such a medicine in a place of Buddhism.

However, later Kong Fan learned that this elixir was a waste pill of an ancestor of Jinshan Temple who inadvertently refined the pill of strong pills, and it was originally discarded and poured out, but I don't know how Lu Dao was picked up by a donor who came to the temple to worship, and what is even more wonderful is that the donor here really dared to eat it, and it is said that there was an incident in the backyard of the house that night. And it is precisely because of this that this elixir has no intention of giving Jinshan Temple an additional way to add sesame oil money, and the elders in the courtyard naturally regard it as ignorant and turn a blind eye.

Nangong Long said with a smile; "You don't know what to do, my brother has countless faces, he can't use it now, and he may not need it in the future."

When Kong Fan heard this, he immediately rolled his eyes! I think I've only known him for two days!

Wuchen gritted his teeth and hesitated for a while before he said, "Three Life-Continuing Pills, six Blood-Activating Ventilation Pills, and 10 Powerful Pills!" ”

Nangong Long Ha said with a smile: "Deal!" After speaking, Nangong Long just passed by with a smug face, and was looking at him in a daze.

As soon as Wuchen saw Nangong Long agreeing so easily, he knew that this guy had planned so much from the beginning, and before Wuchen finished thinking about it, Nangong Long continued: "Originally, I only wanted two life-sustaining pills, two blood-invigorating and ventilation pills, and 5 strong pills, not bad, not bad, old scoundrel, I found you so generous for the first time." ”

After speaking, he put on a face that can you do with me, which made Kong Fan can't help but think of a word, "The villain has a will!" ”

The dustless blowing beard glared, turned his head and pulled Nangong Long towards the Daxiong Treasure Palace, Nangong Long turned around and winked at Kong Fan, and laughed.

Kong Fan followed the two into the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and there were three huge Buddha statues in his eyes, and the smoke was misty, and Kong Fan didn't have time to take a closer look, so he hurriedly caught up with the dustless two who were about to walk to the apse.

The eight monks brought out by Wuchen sat in front of the Buddha statue in the main hall, chanting Buddhist scriptures in a low voice.

Kong Fan followed the two of them, through the dim aisle, on both sides were arhat Buddha statues, Kong Fan didn't even have time to watch, he quickly went out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, came to a strange place, in front of seven pagodas, these pagodas are different sizes, but the smallest are ten meters away from the base.

Seven seven-story pagodas are in the shape of a diamond, surrounded by a huge raised stone in the middle. There are three big characters written on the stone, "Tibetan Scripture Pavilion". Kong Fan took a closer look and found that the three characters were actually pieced together with inexplicable things.

Nangong Long didn't know when Lu Dao broke free from Wuchen's hand, standing in front of Kong Fan, he said with a smile: "These pagodas, each of which hides precious substances from Shaolin throughout the ages, treasures, pills, scriptures, martial arts, instruments, and Buddhas, respectively, refer to the treasures of heaven and earth, pills, treasured Chinese medicinal materials, scriptures, martial arts cheats, divine weapons, and relics of gods and Buddhas." ”

Kong Fan looked at this pagoda in amazement, and then the spiritual power quickly enveloped the entire area, and then, Kong Fan's whole person was petrified.

Kong Fan quickly withdrew his spiritual power, and looked at the pagoda in front of him as if nothing happened, Kong Fan expected it to be true, but he still didn't expect such a strict degree. Kong Fan secretly sighed in his heart for his recklessness, and couldn't help but smile slightly apologetically in his heart. (To be continued......)

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