Chapter 107: Outside the Tianlong Temple, the prince is no more

Cao Zhi seems to have an answer psychologically, but he is not sure, but even so, it makes him jealous to go back......

Ling Bo walked slightly, and with a few taps, he had already disappeared into the jungle, and in the blink of an eye, he had reached the monk's temple. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Tenryuji? It's a familiar name."

Cao Zhi looked up at the name of the temple, didn't think much about it, knocked on the door with his true qi, and waited quietly.

After a while, the gate of the temple slowly opened, and I saw a small monk poking his head out and saying, "This temple does not accept outsiders." ”

“……”

Cao Zhi looked dumbfounded, and then meowed, what's the situation? Monk temple does not want incense? So weird? Although he didn't go to burn incense and worship the Buddha,

“66666!”

"The anchor is disgusted, haha,"

"I'm already laughing in the streets."

"Don't ask me why I'm kneeling......"

"The most beautiful temple in history... Tenryuji! ”

"Wait... Tenryuji? Why is it so familiar, I went to spend my mother. ”

“…………”

"Familiar? Tenryuji? Cao Zhi seemed to think of something, but he just didn't remember, so he simply didn't think about it, and said directly, "I just want to ask, where is this?" ”

"Isn't it written on this Tenryu Temple?" The monk was also choked by Cao Zhi, and the monk's words made Cao Zhi stunned, and the monk's expression was obvious: "Don't you know the famous Tianlong Temple?" ”

"Uh... I'm asking which country is this? Yuan State or Song Dynasty? Or Han, Tang. Cao Zhi said patiently.

How do you know that the monk was also stunned when he heard Cao Zhi's words, and then said in a slightly respectful tone, "This is Dali Kingdom, I don't know where the son came from?" ”

Dali?!! Tenryuji Temple?!

Cao Zhi was stunned for a moment, then seemed to think of something, took a breath, calmed down and said, "In a nunnery nearby, is there a princess living there?" ”

"Yes......"

"But it's called Dao Baifeng?" Cao Zhi didn't wait for the monk to finish speaking, and continued to ask.

When the monk heard this, he was stunned, and then blurted out, "How do you know ......?"

"Tenryuji Temple !!"

"Then the anchor kicked Duan Yanqing to death last night?"

“66666”

"Duan Yanqing: Why are you robbing my white-clothed Guanyin."

"It means that the prince of Yanqing has cried to death on the street."

Duan Zhengchun's hat has turned green.

"Outside the Tianlong Temple, under the Bodhi tree, the flowers are sloppy, and the Guanyin has long hair! Old man Jin Yong, come and see the lover of your dreams... Sister Fairy"

“………”

Outside Tianlong Temple, under the Bodhi tree, it is called sloppy flowers, and Guanyin has long hair!

Not to mention the reminders of netizens, after the reaction of the monks, they already knew, which also made Cao Zhi completely confused, he kicked Duan Yanqing away, replaced him by himself, and was stabbed by Bai Fengjing.

What else can be said? This......

Cao Zhi also wants to cry without tears, don't you think it's a good thing? …… Cao Zhi said that he is only thirteen years old now, and although his body is already an adult, he ...... Is it really good to be a dad so early?

You know, Duan Yanqing made Dao Baifeng pregnant with one shot, what about him? How many are out? Although most of them were cultivated by Cao Zhi with the Yellow Emperor's internal scriptures, the last time they ...... But it's really a crystal.

Cao Zhi, who was unacceptable, Ling Bo was ready to move up, and his direction was ...... It's the direction you came from...... nunnery

He wants to use his true qi to forcibly refine the essence of his crystal, he doesn't want to have another son for no reason, and he will rob him when the time comes... belle

Just kidding, fairy sister...... Cao Zhi is bound to win.

"The donor came from afar, why should he leave in such a hurry?"

An old voice came from nowhere, and Cao Zhi felt that this person's momentum was far above Mulan's big move, and far from Lu Bu's momentum.