"Hey, you're really...... What a ......."

Chu Chu couldn't help but say.

If it weren't for the profound Buddhist cultivation of the Shaolin master, if you were a bystander, you would be threatened by such unscrupulous ......."

Yue Xianjun said in a deep voice.

"I'm afraid of what? Audacious? You think too much of me!"

Wu Ming patted his chest and said with a scared look.

"Then what were you doing just now? It's just a provocation! Fortunately, the master doesn't have the same knowledge as you, otherwise what would I do?"

Chu Chu rolled his eyes angrily.

"Don't worry, you all said it, that's a high-ranking monk, how can he be angry with you? If the Shaolin master will embarrass a female streamer, what has become of the monks in this world? What is the difference between it and the person who kills people and sets fires?"

Wu Ming said with a smile.

"Do you see something?"

Yue Xianjun raised his eyebrows, as if he was aware of it.

"A blind leaf!"

Wu Ming picked a leaf casually, not surprised that the leaf turned into a little brilliance and dissipated.

"That master finally said you passed, but don't say that you knew it was a test from the beginning?"

Chu Chu's beautiful eyes flashed slightly.

"Buddhism pays attention to cause and effect, we are here to observe Lan Xinhui's breakthrough into the three levels of humanity, and you have provoked three times!"

Yue Xianjun glanced at Wu Ming thoughtfully, and after finishing speaking, he was stunned for a while, and his heart was shocked inexplicably.

If this is the case, Wu Ming's mind is too amazing and terrifying!

Thinking that he is a dignified soldier, if it is not pointed out after the fact, I am afraid that it will be a long time before he can figure it out.

If you forget about it, it may be a permanent mystery.

"Huh!"

Wu Ming smiled meaningfully, but did not say what he was thinking.

"Weird!"

Chu Chujiao didn't know why, and her heart trembled slightly.

"It seems that after this ceremony, it's time for me to go back and fight with the demon barbarians to calm my heart!"

Yue Xianjun took a deep look at Wu Ming's back, made a decision in his heart, and walked forward firmly.

"It's really hateful to talk mysteriously and around the bush!"

Chu Chu didn't know why, and waved his powder fist angrily.

"It seems that the Shaolin Temple knows that I am coming, at least ...... A certain enlightened monk knows that I am coming! "Washing the Pulp Sutra" is not easy!"

Wu Ming's heart turned a thousand times, carefully pondering the scenes after meeting Zhixian, and he always felt that something was wrong.

But even Longyi didn't react in the slightest, even the two daughters of Lotus Lantern, since they entered Shaomu Mountain, or entered the Songshan Realm, the two daughters have not moved.

For safety reasons, Wu Ming had thought about not bringing the lotus lantern, but the second daughter needed his life fire, and he also needed the second daughter to suppress the evil things.

Although Shenxiu saw that the rice marrow pill refined by Zixia was extraordinary, he didn't notice the second daughter of the lotus lantern after all, and finally decided to take it.

As the third god show on the Tianjiao list, he has extraordinary talents, can be called a heavenly being, and is known as the next generation of holy monks in Buddhism.

This kind of being, its sense is beyond imagination, and even he is not aware of it, at least he does not have to worry about ordinary powerhouses.

The only thing to worry about is that the holy monks of Buddhism!

But Wu Ming has always had a question in his heart, that is, the origin of the second daughter and the lotus lamp, if he doesn't figure it out, he always feels that his heart is heavy as if he has pressed a stone.

The mountain trails are far away, the ancient trees are towering, and they are lush!

The three of them walked all the way, looking around, and they took one step at a time, as if they had passed through an invisible spiritual realm.

But what is amazing is that no matter whether the three of them are walking slowly or side by side, they do not change places because of the change of scenery!

I don't know if there is something in the mountains, it seems to have walked a long way, for a long time, and it seems to be standing still, just a moment.

Suddenly, the scenery ahead has changed greatly, and a cloud-shrouded quaint treasure temple is located among the clouds, as if it exists forever, exuding a magnificent and solemn atmosphere!

The three of them paused involuntarily, and folded their hands together with solemn faces.

"Amitabha, the three donors have come from afar, they must be tired, Uncle Shi has ordered the disciples to prepare the guest rooms of the Zen Temple, please come with me!"

Not far away, a twelve-year-old little novice with red lips and white teeth looked at the three of them curiously, and proclaimed the Buddha's words.

Listening to what he said, it seems that he already knew that Wu Ming and his party were coming!

"What's the name of the little master?"

Chu Chu casually patted the little novice's bald head.

"Donor, don't be so rude!

Zhixian's eyes were displeased, but he was still extremely polite.

"Giggles, little brother is so interesting!"

Chu Chujiao laughed, not only did not restrain herself, but even rubbed it.

"If the female benefactor is like this again, don't blame the little monk for being polite!"

Zhi Xian puffed up.

"Ahem, the little master quit anger and rashness!"

Wu Ming coughed dryly and pretended to say.

"The lesson of the donor is that the little monk has overpassed!"

A flash of panic flashed in Zhixian's eyes, and he pretended to be calm.

"Hmph, what's so good about eating fasting and chanting Buddha, teach a good child to be wood!"

A touch of gloom flashed in Chu Chumei's eyes, and she said coquettishly.

"Little Master Zhixian, don't pay attention to her, let me tell you, women are tigers!"

The corners of Wu Ming's mouth curled slightly, and he took out a sugar gourd and handed it over.

"The woman is a tiger? Could it be that this female benefactor is a tiger demon?"

The nature of a child dictates that Zhixian stared at the sugar gourd and asked subconsciously.

Since I was a child, I have eaten fasting and recited Buddha in the mountains, where have I seen such mundane things?

"You're the tiger, your whole family is a tiger!"

Chu Chu listened to it so well that he almost burst his lungs and shouted at Wu Ming.

Yue Xianjun covered his forehead with his hand and skimmed his face.

watched the two of them bickering all the way, and always felt that their brains were not enough, and they couldn't keep up with Wu Ming's out-of-the-box thinking.

It's just that Chu Chu is an acute son who explodes at a point, but he can't cultivate it, he has repeatedly suffered losses but he doesn't remember to eat, and he is always angry and jumps!

"See, remember, don't mess with women!"

Wu Ming shook the sugar gourd, but he didn't give it to him, adding fuel to the fire.

"Uh-huh!"

Zhi Xian's saliva was about to flow out, but he didn't hear it clearly, so he nodded busily.

"Wu Ming, don't teach bad children, otherwise I'll be done with you!"

Chu Chu's threats with his teeth and claws were useless, and when he saw that it was useless, he broke Zhixian and said charmingly, "Little brother, you remember, women in the world are as tender as water, how can they be tigers?"

"Uh-huh!"

Zhixian's gaze couldn't leave the sugar gourd, and he subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

"Well, let's eat! I'll tell you a story, once upon a time there was a mountain, there was a temple in the mountain, and there lived an old monk and a little monk in the temple, and the little monk went to fast, and the old monk had an explanation......

Wu Ming easily lured Zhixian into the clutches of the devil and stuffed the sugar gourd into his hand, telling a classic story from his previous life.

As soon as he heard the story, and it was about the monk's temple, the little monk's eyes lit up, and he sounded attentive after only taking a bite.

This is not surprising, what he hears the most is Buddhist allusions, and when he suddenly hears a different story, he is naturally attracted.

The story is easy to understand, the speaker is intentional, and the listener is attentive!

Yue Xianjun stopped in amazement and muttered speechlessly!

"You...... Shameless!"

Chu Chu's pretty face flushed, and he gritted his teeth and spit out two words.

Of course, if the two of them had heard the original story, they would never have been so shocked, but Wu Ming deliberately misinterpreted it crookedly, and deliberately said that it was a little story that was a fun story, but it became the best way in the world.

"Amitabha!"

Just when Zhixian seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and bit the sugar gourd in a daze, he suddenly heard a Buddha horn, which frightened him into a clever body, and the sugar gourd fell to the ground.

I saw a tall, fleshy face, and a fierce yellow-robed monk who appeared dozens of feet away.

"Uncle Shi!"

Zhixian clasped his hands together and lowered his eyebrows.

Wu Ming saw it clearly, his immature and thin shoulders shrunk and trembled, as if he was extremely afraid of this person.

"Since the donor has entered the temple as a guest, why do you want to use such a deceitful method to make Zhixian dust the heart of the Buddha?"

The monk bowed slightly, not angry and self-assured.

"Master's words are fallacious! It's not that I want to make him dusty, but the Buddha is profound, he is too young, and his nature is dull!"

Wu Ming didn't realize it, picked up the sugar gourd by himself, and took a bite hard, making a tooth-aching crunching sound.

Zhixian's face was anxious, and he lowered his head and trembled and wanted to stretch out his hand to remind, but he was afraid of the tall monk and didn't dare to move much.

"Bold, you dare to speak foul language, defile my Buddhism and destroy my nature!"

The monk was furious, his eyes were wide open, and the monk's robe was automatically windless, and a majestic and incomparable force surged out.

In the face of this aura, Yue Xianjun was okay, Chu Chuqiao's face turned pale and took a few steps back, Wu Ming's figure swayed slightly, standing still in place.

"The master is angry, Senior Brother Wu didn't mean this, but ...... It's ......"

Yue Xianjun hurriedly stepped forward and wanted to explain, but he was inevitably slightly angry at Wu Ming's repeated provocations to the Buddhist monks, and he couldn't find a suitable reason for a while.

"And what?"

The monk said angrily.

"Hehe, it's the Heavenly Dao cycle, cause and effect!"

Wu Ming chuckled.

"It's over!"

Yue Xianjun sighed in his heart, he really couldn't understand why Wu Ming repeatedly provoked and added fuel to the fire!

"Amitabha, good and good! Zhi Xian, you are the first to break the precepts, carry ten loads of water!"

To his surprise, the monk suddenly restrained his anger and saluted.

"Ah...... Yes, yes, uncle, the disciple knows his mistake!"

Zhixian trembled all over, and walked with his head drooping with a slightly pale face.

"Slowly, there is a beginning and an end to doing things, since Master Zhixian is here to lead the way, we should let him take us to the guest room. ”

Wu Ming grabbed him and said loudly.

"A good one has a beginning and an end, since you said cause and effect, and this matter started because of you, should you be punished with him?"

The monk frowned slightly.

"I can't ask for it, thank you for the master!"

Wu Ming grinned.

"Donor!"

Zhixian's eye sockets were red.

"The donor is a guest, it doesn't have to be like this!"

The corner of the monk's eyes twitched, and his face was a little unsightly.

"Master, monks don't speak!"

Wu Ming saluted with a single palm.

"You...... Hmph, since that's the case, you and Zhi will carry thirty loads of water first!"

The monk was stunned for a moment, and then brushed his sleeves away.

"Little brother, don't cry, it's all a good thing done by this bad embryo, and you will be punished!"

Chu Chu gently wiped the tears on Zhixian's face.

"Female donor, since it is a good thing, how can it be said that it is a bad embryo?"

Feeling the heat of the weak and boneless palm, and the slightest body fragrance into his nose, Zhixian muttered ignorantly.