When Murong Kunpeng was suffering from menstrual pain for Jiang Hanxue, Jiang Hanxue was actually facing pain that she had never experienced in her life.

"Hiss......" Jiang Hanxue lay on the ground with tears in her eyes: Why, why am I not lying down but lying on my stomach?

She had been engrossed in using the black yin qi of the huge female ghost to stimulate the Danhuo, and she was standing again, so she didn't feel anything wrong with her body.

But when she lay down, a big lump of things under her was pressed against the cold floor, and she was about to cry in pain.

Why does it hurt so much! Why! What the hell did he do to it! Jiang Hanxue didn't know how to describe her senses, the extra thing was seriously injured, and when the wound hit the floor, the pain was as if her body had been torn!

Maybe it would be much better to stand up and not let the wound come into contact with hard objects, but Jiang Hanxue is now pretending to be unconscious, not only can she not stand up, but she also has to maintain this posture motionless, this feeling is really ...... It's so sour!

What made Jiang Hanxue even more depressed was that none of the students woke up, her original plan was that as long as one person woke up, she would wake up immediately, but she lay silently on the cold floor for a long, long, long time......

With the sound of hurried footsteps, a large wave of warrior monks rushed in, led by a wizened old monk who was the master of instinct.

"Amitabha!" The instinct master frowned barely, and a pair of deeply sunken small eyes burned with anger: "Yuantong, Yuanfang, what the hell is going on!" ”

"Uncle Instinct ......" Seeing Master Instinct, Yuantong and Yuanfang finally had a backbone, and the eyes of a pair of difficult brothers and sisters were moist.

"Here's the thing, Bala Bala Bala ...... "Yuantong and Yuanfang, you and I explained the whole process of the matter to the master of instinct one by one.

In the end, Yuanfang didn't forget to boast for Yuantong: "I have to thank Senior Brother Yuantong, otherwise there will be a river of blood today!" ”

"Amitabha, Senior Brother Yuanfang said something wrong...... Yuantong hurriedly wanted to explain clearly, after all, monks don't speak.

However, the Master of Instinct had already made a cheerful promise: "Good, good, good! Yuantong is upright, sacrificing himself for others, saving people's lives, and his merits are immeasurable! This seat has decided to pass on to you a [Great Compassion Thousand Leaves Hand], I hope you will not forget the heart of compassion! ”

"Amitabha, Senior Brother Yuanfang is wrong, the monks are compassionate, and it is their duty to sacrifice themselves for others, and it is their duty to say thank you!" Yuantong clasped his hands together and looked merciful and compassionate - hit! Kill the fool of "Whisper"! Let's see if he dares to go crazy!

"YTO has been growing a lot lately!" The instinct master looked at Yuantong appreciatively, today's incident really scared the old monk, this is a whole class of students, if he is wiped out in the school practice room, how can he carry such a big pot?

Fortunately, Yuantong helped him settle things, and the instinct master looked at Yuantong Xiaoxianrou's appearance much more pleasing to the eye, and said with a smile: "The so-called phase is born from the heart, Yuantong is compassionate, and the face is also kind and kind, good and good......"

Yuantong was happy to hear it, before the instinct master said that he had plastic surgery, and he was going to report him to the Shaolin Temple, but now he is obviously letting him go, Yuantong is secretly glad in his heart, fortunately, he recognized the credit, how much more advantage he took away!

Master Instinct and Yuantong looked at each other and smiled, and the dispute over plastic surgery in the morning was a grudge and hatred, but Yuanfang, who didn't have long eyes, couldn't help but interject next to him: "Isn't it Uncle Instinct, isn't Senior Brother Yuantong's face neat, I ......"

"Amitabha!" Master Instinct and Yuantong interrupted him at the same time with a long Buddha horn: Yuanfang, you should grow a little heart!

"Elements!" The instinctive master's deeply sunken little eyes stared at Yuanfang intently: "Do you know [Shut Up Zen]? ”

"I know, uncle, the closed-mouth meditation is also called 'stop talking' or 'forbidden speech', that is, it prohibits oneself from speaking, and the cycle of life and death of all living beings is caused by the three karma of body, mouth, and mind, and if you eliminate these three karma, you can quickly be liberated...... Yuan Fang blurted out.

"From now on, you will practice the meditation of closing your mouth!" The instinct master decisively interrupted Yuanfang, and his dry fingers pointed at him firmly: If you dare not practice the meditation of closing your mouth, the old man guarantees that you can quickly be liberated without eliminating these three karmas!

"Hmm......" Yuanfang's eyes widened, he still had a lot to say before he had time to say, but he could only honestly remain silent.

Knowing that he probably said the wrong thing, Yuanfang was so anxious that he gave Yuantong a look, hoping that Yuantong could help him say two good words.

Yuantong didn't hesitate to avoid his eyes and look around: "Uncle Instinct, has the magic seal set by the abbot master really been washed away?" ”

"Amitabha, according to Lao Gu's observation, it is true that there are cracks in the Dharma Seal, but it is not yet such a catastrophe......" The instinct master frowned and walked to the four corners to check it, shaking his bald head: "This matter does not seem to be a lonely soul and wild ghost under the Dharma Seal, but it seems that there is an evil demon crooked way to play ghosts in secret, and the old man will send someone to investigate!" ”

"Uncle Shi, what about these students...... What to do? Yuantong asked cautiously, while holding out a finger and pointing at his big bald head.

The master of instinct knows what Yuantong means, and it is not known to everyone that there are really ghosts in this world, otherwise it will affect the harmony and stability of society?

Ordinary people generally can't touch it, or they don't know if they do, and even if they do, they will be harmonized.

The country's means of harmony is usually the use of hypnotic technology, the memory of the person who hit the ghost is sealed, under normal circumstances, this memory will follow the person until he becomes a ghost and may not awaken, but Shaolin Temple naturally has the means of Buddhism.

The instinct master nodded to him, and Yuantong understood, and immediately informed the matter, at most, in five minutes, the monks of Luoyang Martial Arts University and above all arrived at the practice room, from twenty or thirty years old to seventy or eighty years old.

Hundreds of old, middle-aged and young Shaolin monks of the three generations of Shaolin monks sat cross-legged in rows, and the instinct master sat alone at the front as the deepest person in Buddhism, and sounded the wooden fish rhythmically in his hand: "When, dang, dang......"

"When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-reliance, when he walks in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering. The relics are not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true when you want to know it. The relics are the empty phase of all the laws, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, neither increased nor decreased......"

The Shaolin 100-member choir led by the master of instinct sang the "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra" in unison, and the Buddhist sound Sanskrit singing accompanied by the rhythm of the wooden fish actually had a wonderful harmonious charm, but Jiang Hanxue, who pretended to be faint, was not good!