"Friendship? What a friendship, why haven't I met you? Agarwood asked in a more solemn tone.

This question can be difficult to ask.

How deep is this friendship, and how can you describe it?

Of course, it is difficult to calm down the thoughts in my heart, but the smile on my face is more and more kind, like a loving father.

The reaction of Agarwood just now undoubtedly affirmed one thing on the side, his mother was the Three Holy Mother Yang Chan, the gentle goddess back then.

For a while, the idea of "happy to be a father" came to mind, but it was difficult to calm down but extremely happy.

After all, this baby is so cute, it must be her own.

And just now I remembered that the little dragon next to Agarwood had mentioned words such as "Roaring Heavenly Dog" and "Heavenly Court", and remembered that the place where Yang Chan of the Three Holy Virgins liked to treat the most was Heavenly Court, and his thoughts turned sharply and he spoke.

"Coincidentally, when I visited the Three Holy Mother, I heard from the Three Holy Mother that you went to Heaven and didn't want to see you here."

As soon as these words came out, Agarwood's delicate eyebrows raised slightly, and he was a little bit more concerned about the person in front of him, and asked instead. "You said you were visiting my mother, so what would you tell me about visiting my mother? And what did you do? ”

It's hard to hear it, but the pity for agarwood in my heart is even worse.

Agarwood is obviously still a child's appearance, but her mind is so meticulous and complex, or like Nezha, she has recreated her body with her soul and other things, and her appearance has not changed; Or maybe I went through too many calculations as a child, so that life was tempered like this.

"I am looking for the Three Virgins...... Reminiscing, as for what he did, he tasted a few cups of tea and played a few songs in the ensemble. ”

Yi Nanping said according to the habit that the Three Holy Virgins Yang Chan had maintained for almost tens of thousands of years in the past.

"Heh......"

Agarwood sneered, pulled the eighth prince behind him, and with a flick of his wrist, he clasped King Kong Zhuo on the palm of his hand and said.

"It's a joke, my mother once said that she would never touch a musical instrument except for my father, and I haven't touched a musical instrument for more than 500 years, and I have never heard my mother play the piano, let alone play with visitors, who do you really think you are?"

As soon as these words came out, the expression was stiff, and the past events in the Huashan Notre Dame Palace flowed in my heart, and I was inexplicably infinitely nostalgic and nostalgic.

'How so? ’

It was difficult to calm down, but I was extremely surprised. "I ...... How can it feel like this? The road to the west has not been completed, and the Mahayana Dharma has not been taken, so how can I be vainly emotional? ”

However, in the next moment, Yi Nanping recalled the jade scorpion's essence and "Tang Sanzang and all the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and millions of Buddhas have been sealed in the spiritual mountain for more than 500 years", but he couldn't help but sigh.

"Alas......"

What happened after the deity's body set foot on the spiritual mountain?

Could it be that the saint made a move, as the little scorpion said? caused the body of the deity to die or was it sealed, so that the true spirit, divine soul, and the like were placed in this body for more than 500 years before they recovered?

"However, since the Lingshan is gone, and the Buddhas are gone, how can the Lingshan come from to learn the scriptures?"

"So what's the point of the many self-adhering formal precepts in order to avoid affecting Mahayana Buddhism?"

"I see......"

"Back then, I named this body 'Yi Nanping' because I wanted to conform to my own heart, and I didn't want to be deeply affected by the Buddha-figure's situation after all."

"Ridiculous...... It's ridiculous......"

"Back then, it was really a prophecy on the Xiaoleiyin Temple, and at that time, I was in a love trap for myself, and I couldn't escape after all."

"But...... Three Holy Mother, what face do I have to see you now? ”

As soon as I thought of this, Yi Nanping's handsome face that was not like common sense revealed a bit of depression and melancholy that people could empathize with.

Seeing that it was difficult to calm down, Agarwood did not react for a long time, and vigilantly took the eighth prince to retreat slightly.

The man in front of him......

Agarwood is also a little uncertain, if it is a person in the heavenly court, it should not come so quickly; If it is a mother's friend, with the unforgettable memory of agarwood, almost all of it is remembered in his mind, but the person in front of him is not hostile, and what is even more strange is that his appearance is somewhat similar to himself.

"Agarwood ......"

At this moment, the eyes of the eighth prince, who was listening behind the agarwood, still kept going back and forth, and the face of the agarwood was pouting, and he whispered.

"Do you think there is a possibility that your father is not the holy monk Tang Sanzang, but the person in front of him, so your mother secretly strokes the piano with him......"

"Eighth prince, Hugh has to slander my father, otherwise don't blame me for not thinking about my friend."

As soon as Agarwood's serious and awe-inspiring words came out, it almost made the eighth prince subconsciously shrink his head and dare not speak again.

After all, the eighth prince has heard a lot about the past of agarwood from his own sister Ao Tingxin.

Agarwood, who stayed in the arms of the Three Virgins for 500 years before being born, was born to lead to a vision of the heavens, as for the specific vision, Ao Tingxin kept his mouth shut, only said that Agarwood was precocious and sensible since childhood, so he understood the meaning of his parents better.

And the Three Holy Mother's little mention of Agarwood's father, Agarwood had to inquire from others, so it was to abuse the mountains that expounded many powerful ones one after another, just to let those divine beasts and fairy beasts tell him about his father's past.

Naturally, how could those divine beasts and immortal beasts dare to deceive the second generation of immortals with a background of agarwood, so they had to tell the truth.

In this way, under the careless of the Three Virgins, Agarwood, who thought that he just liked to play with the mythical beasts and fairy beasts, grew up listening to stories about his father little by little, and when he really noticed it, Agarwood had already erected an unwavering glorious father imagination in his heart, and he couldn't allow others to say that it was not.

And as the agarwood slowly retreated, it was difficult to calm down, suppressed the depression that erupted in his heart, and turned to look in the direction of the agarwood, but he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

Do it? Although it is said that filial piety is born under the stick, the problem is so rough as soon as they meet, and it is not good after all.

Reasonable? At present, it is difficult to calm down for a while and feel that he really can't fool the agarwood.

As for telling the truth......

Yi Nanping listened to Agarwood's attitude of defending the deity in every way, but he didn't know how to speak to avoid hurting this child.

Just when Yi Nanping watched Agarwood slowly retreat vigilantly in the face of himself......

"Bang!"

Agarwood and the Eighth Prince only felt as if they had hit a wall behind them, and they couldn't step back a bit.

"Huh?! Xiao Douding from there dared to stand in the way of Lao Tzu, didn't your father teach you how to respect the strong? ”

As a voice fell, a dark shadow shrouded from the top of the Eighth Prince and Agarwood.