Jiang Hanxue didn't know how she came over, she was just thinking about what she would do if she encountered this kind of thing if it was replaced by Murong Kunpeng, and she didn't know why she thought so, anyway, she just thought so, after thinking about it, she closed her eyes and opened her eyes, and she was exchanged to Earth......

The shriveled and thin old face of the Master of Instinct had a calm smile: "...... Amitabha, Murong Xiao donor, maybe you will think that the cheap is taken away by our Shaolin Temple, but in fact, the donor is you in love!

"Money is something outside the body, and life does not bring it to death, and it does not take it away!

"This is especially true for us monks, who don't even want a home, so what's the use of asking for money?

"It is a great merit for these treasures to be cast into the Golden Buddha, the Golden Buddha pedestal is engraved with your name, and in the future, all people will worship you with a piece of incense, and you will definitely be led to Elysium after a hundred years......

Meow meow? Jiang Hanxue heard it in a fog, she didn't know what the instinct master was saying, since she didn't know what to say, she naturally couldn't answer easily, so she had to look at him coldly.

Hey? The instinct master squinted his little eyes to observe the words, and the little benefactor of Murong seemed to be very unhappy, and his face was so cold that it was about to freeze!

Not...... Wouldn't it be a little too much for the old man to fool him like this? After all, Murong Xiao Shi still played a role in this matter, but it was the Murong family standing behind him, if Murong Xiao Shi found Murong Lao Shi to reason with Lao Gao, wouldn't Lao Gao be very passive?

"Amitabha Buddha ......" the instinctive master folded his hands and eyebrows and began to say Zen: "To practice, you must first refrain from self-denial and benefit things, concentrate on everything, and then regard the golden silk as dung, then the four respects will return!"

"Little Master Murong, your cultivation is not enough...... That's it, this is your fate after all, and you can take one percent of the treasure! ”

Meow meow? Jiang Hanxue was stunned when she heard it, she didn't understand what kind of heart she had, but she understood that she regarded gold silk as dung.

In this regard, she said that she could not agree, Xiuzhen is indispensable to "wealth and law", and "wealth" is ranked first!

Killing people and grabbing treasures is normal thinking, and gold silk is like dung...... I'm afraid you're not a fool, are you? Thinking of this, Jiang Hanxue couldn't help but show a sneering smile at the corner of her mouth: Jun Mo laughed at me for not being literate, and there is such a thing in the world?

Hiss...... Too little? The Instinct Master frowned, and he felt as if Murong Kunpeng had suddenly changed as a person.

I can't say why, anyway, it's just a feeling, the previous Murong Kunpeng flamboyant tongue, but the instinct master was not worried at all, what is the flamboyant tongue, which of my Shaolin monks is not a tongue-in-cheek lotus?

But now Murong Kunpeng was silent and didn't say a word, which made the instinct master feel bottomless.

No matter what, the Murong family is the number one martial arts family, and it is really not easy to get rid of it......

The instinct master smacked his teeth: "Amitabha, the five desires in the world are endless, and the reins of the name cannot be separated. Murong Xiao donor, the word fame and fortune are not shallow, maybe after ten or twenty years, you will understand Lao Gao's hard work......

"Okay, just let you have two percent, no more!"

Jiang Hanxue almost understood, it turned out that Murong Kunpeng was sharing the spoils with the Instinct Master, and Murong Kunpeng played a big role in this matter, but the Instinct Master didn't want to share the treasure with Murong Kunpeng, and said some beautiful words, as if he was sending a meal and asking for a flower child-this Nima can bear it?

"Cutting off people's wealth is like killing one's parents." Jiang Hanxue said coldly, her gaze was as cold as a knife piercing the eyes of the instinct master.

Although the instinct master passed on Murong Kunpeng's "King Kong is not bad", it was to repay Murong Kunpeng's grandfather's favor.

What's more, a yard is a yard, and the brothers still settle accounts! The grace of the instinct master, Murong Kunpeng will pay it back if she doesn't pay it back, but what belongs to Murong Kunpeng, she will come back no matter what!

"Amitabha Buddha ......" The old monk was stunned - killing his parents? Your hat buttoning technique is really slippery!

He is usually used to seeing Murong Kunpeng's hippie smiling face, but now it is rare to see such a cold and frosty appearance, it seems that Murong Kunpeng is determined to "make trouble if you don't give sugar"!

The old monk's determination was shaken: the world's largest golden Buddha is in Siam, made of pure gold, weighing 5.5 tons and nearly four meters high...... Fix a nine-meter one?

"The donor's words are serious, please forgive the old man for saying bluntly, the donor kills too much, and the old man also wants to accumulate merit for the donor......"

The instinct master put his hands together and persuaded hard: "Since the donor is unwilling, the old man will naturally not force it, so divide the donor into three, and hope that the donor can be merciful in everything, good and good......"

"Huh." Jiang Hanxue sneered: Do you account for seventy percent or accumulate merit for me? It's really cheap and good!

Too much to kill? I don't know if Murong Kunpeng has ever committed murder, I, Jiang Hanxue, have acted all my life, so why do I have to explain it to you!

The master of instinct is not good, why didn't he find out before, this little rabbit cub is so difficult?

The old monk felt that he couldn't back down like this anymore, he had to take the initiative, so he decided to play the family card, and glared at "Murong Kunpeng" with a serious face: "Lao Wei is your master, can he still deceive you?" ”

"The master may have forgotten." Jiang Hanxue said lightly: "I am the son-in-law of the Murong family, and the master can't be my master." The master owed my grandfather a cause and effect, and he felt that my dedication to martial arts was decided to pass on a set of martial arts to me in private. It not only repaid my grandfather's cause and effect, but also fulfilled my dedication to martial arts. After passing on the exercises, I am still me, you are still you—master, have I said anything wrong? ”

Hehe, just now he called me a donor, and now he says it's my master, how can people be so shameless?

"Ahem...... the old monk was so scared by her that his face was red and his ears were red: What kind of nonsense are you telling the truth!

Jiang Hanxue retold his words as they were, and the Instinct Master really didn't want to recognize Murong Kunpeng as a disciple.

First, it was a violation of the precepts of Shaolin Temple to pass on the merits to outsiders in private, second, he didn't think that Murong Kunpeng could cultivate, and third, he mainly wanted to repay Murong Sihai's cause and effect, but he didn't expect retribution to come so quickly......

Amitabha, color is emptiness, and emptiness is color...... Observing all sounds, like the wind passing through a tree, and observing all realms, like clouds floating in the air...... The first way to endure humiliation is to get rid of my own people, and nothing will come to suffering, that is, the true Bodhi body...... The master of instinct exhaled a long breath of turbidity, Lao Qu is a high-ranking monk, and Lao Qu is not as knowledgeable as him: "Amitabha, Murong Xiao Donor, in this case, how do you want to divide this treasure?" ”

Jiang Hanxue stared at him coldly: "You three, I seven!" ”

"I'm F, F...... Buddha compassion! "The instinct master's big face is long: It's still a hair, it's all for you!

[Some brothers didn't see the author below say, so I'll say it again here, there are too many things for the New Year these days, and I can only ensure that there are 2 more every day, and the sixth day of the new year (day) returns to normal and begins to break out] 8)