Lianhua was still dumbfounded, and she didn't seem to be able to accept it for a while.

Nightbrook nudged him: "Stay?" ”

Lianhua looked at her, looked at her for a long time, and suddenly came back to her senses: "Why am I staying, I am your instrument." Narrowing his eyes: "You don't want me, do you?" ”

It's as if the attachment wasn't forced in the first place.

"Aren't you going to become a god?"

I want to be independent in my dreams.

Yexi said: "I can't help you, here, maybe you can." I think the master can help you find the mother tree. ”

I don't know what a lotus tree will look like.

Lianhua was silent, and subconsciously bit her lip, the white little teeth, the delicate and tender little lips, with their own flash.

This guy is simply a hue of essence.

Looking at the night stream, his eyes were thick like syrup.

Yexi shuddered: "Don't say you're in love with me." ”

Lianhua smiled, the elegance was peerless, and I had to say that she was picked up by a big hand and stuffed to the old monk after her neck.

What is the use of a man who has no return and is full of impatience and a waist that is not hard.

Lianhua understood his eyes, that anger, dare to compare?

"Master, please accept him, don't let him out if you don't become a god." There is no return to the old monk.

Lian Huaqi: "You can't talk about me." ”

Wugui grinned at the corners of his mouth, revealing a line of Sen Bai: "Either you stay by yourself, or I'll leave you behind." ”

He made a move, but it was a divine dragon seal, and he might not be able to come out if he became a god.

Lianhua Baba's view of the night stream.

Yexi coughed: "Study hard, it turns out that you are from the Buddhist sect, and you are too condescending to me." ”

It's a foregone conclusion.

Lianhua's eyes rolled, and she pointed her finger: "What about them?" ”

Pointing to Ming Zen and different flowers.

Yihua sneered, Lao Tzu's return to Buddhism is also the door to return to the Demon Buddha, and it will never be here.

Ming Chan calm: "We still need to experience." ”

Lianhua went to see Ming Cicheng.

Ming Cicheng smiled embarrassedly and whispered: "Come back later." ”

Okay, the co-authored serious monk didn't stay, so he didn't know that he was let go?

Yexi said: "I will see you later." Or you come to us when you're done. ”

Lianhua wants to cry, consummation? Die away!

Obediently go to the old monk and stand up, otherwise when Yexi is impatient, he will beat him in person, and none of these people will pull him.

The old monk smiled and looked at the flowers.

The scalp of the flower exploded: "I, I, I—I'm talking nonsense." ”

Buddha extinguishes or something, in fact, there is no such thing at all. Yes and no.

The old monk said: "Turn back to the shore." ”

Yihua sneered.

The old monk said again: "Forward is also the shore." ”

Yihua was stunned.

The old monk said again: "It just depends on whether you want to go up or not." ”

Alien is silent.

Yexi spoke in the group: The old monk meant, he has been surrounded, it is better to descend.

Cangzhi: People's good Zen words are like being analyzed by you as if they were fighting.

Nightstream: It's not a war, psychological warfare.

Empty: Alien Flower disagrees.

Alien flower: "The Buddha has always been in my heart. ”

Whether it's an immortal or a demon, isn't a Buddha still a Buddha?

The old monk did not force it, and then looked at Ming Zen.

Ming Chan bowed his head and folded his head: "I'll listen to your teachings later." ”

It's hard to meet with my friends, how can I be separated now.

Then the old monk said to Yexi: "The scenery of Leizhou is good, you can stay more." ”

Yexi nodded again and again, yes, we enjoy the scenery, pure scenery.

"The best scenery is naturally our Buddhist temple, if you want to say that our Buddhist temple, each of them has a long history, take this Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda where we are - "

Horn horn, horn horn –

The night stream is confused, all the staff are confused, what does this flood gate mean?

What do you mean?

Just one.

Guide.

I don't know if no one spoke on weekdays, a group came, the old monk said that he was happy, and he said that he had told the approximate origin of each Buddha god in the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda for ten days and ten nights.

Of course, while saying that they also visited it, beautiful, really beautiful, but the ears were buzzing, buzzing.

Finally, after introducing the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda, everyone was moved by the story of Buddhism and cried.

"Let's go, go down from here, you can get through the Lunyin Tower, this Lunyin Tower-"

Everyone's brains are buzzing, don't all stupas have to listen to it once?

Yexi moved his Adam's apple with difficulty, looking at the folded old face of the old monk Cihe, and couldn't open his mouth inexplicably.

I had to ask for help and look at it.

It's also interesting, follow in, pretending to be the same age, the old monk will definitely not see anything, but there is nothing special at a glance, and this guy is quite quiet when listening to the story.

Yexi always felt that there must be some past between Yexi and Buddhism, not the kind of evil.

So, take out the old friendship, let's quickly say goodbye and leave.

Except for Ming Chan Yihua and Ming Cicheng, everyone doesn't want to hear a "Buddha" anymore.

Reject her pleas for help and shamelessly invade their group.

"Listen carefully, what a good opportunity."

I'm a good elder for juniors.

The administrator kicks.

She has to talk to Bamboo, how can anyone come in and step on the group she built?

If you want to say it, you can say it, and your mind communicates with Daqingzhu.

Bamboo gloated: "On the monk's territory, they finally met a blind person, and they don't talk to anyone you want." ”

Let's kill the old bald donkey.

It's the same as the, let her listen to it well, although the monks are annoying, but their set is really useful.

Yexi was disheartened, and asked him casually: "Who is the old monk, I feel that I know him." ”

Bamboo took a look at it from the perspective of the night stream.

The old monk walking in front of him didn't seem to change his steps, but the corners of his mouth were slightly undetectable.

"Hey, he's, really. This old man is an elder. ”

Elders?

"Dragons?"

"His biological mother is a dragon. This monk is good, play slowly. ”

There was no movement.

Yexi's brain hurts, slow ~ slow ~ play.

Now she has every reason to suspect that the tea master has taken revenge on her.

One temple after another, one tower after another, interspersed with Buddhist sermons and rest, and when everyone was finally let go by the old monk and cried with joy, they couldn't remember the days.

"One hundred and thirty-two years, eight months and nine days." Jin Feng had a wooden face, his days could be counted, counting the sun, and every time the sun fell, he had to sigh, ah, I am still alive. Every time the sun rises, I have to sigh, ah, I'm still alive!

Shi Xiaoer wilted: "I can't even swing the frying spoon, it's boiling water, and I think of which Buddha boiled himself for the sake of sentient beings." ”

Vomit –

The first time I saw my sister eating brain flowers, I didn't have this reaction.

Everyone was slumped on the deck of the painting boat, like a salted fish that had been soaked, only the demeanor was still there, leaning against the small window, stretching their long legs, but their faces were not very good-looking.

It's so good that his ears still feel like they're filled with water.

Let the painting boat fly, everyone basked in the sun and moonlight, and slept for more than ten days before resurrecting with full blood.

Still lying motionless on the deck, with clean ears, a breath full of freedom, and I didn't want to move.

Yexi remembered what happened before, and shouted lazily: "Swallow the sky, your little class has to be done well, the children don't even know how to photosynthesize, and it is easy to damage the ecological environment." ”

Swallowing Heaven exhaled silently, and did not stand up, grunting and rolling, perfectly rolling past all obstacles, rolling to Yexi's side, head to head.

"Come, what do you think you should teach them, send it to me."

He had been nagged many times, and he could bear it before, but after the old monk's experience, he didn't want to listen to it anymore.

The Night King's well-developed brain swished, and he quickly sent the full package she thought was suitable to Swallowing Heaven.

The swallowing brain is not bad, it flies by, no problem, get out, touch the head one by one, copy and package send.

Nightbrook said to him: "Lazy. ”

Swallow Tian was too lazy to talk to her.

Each one was sent, and finally the killer came over and reached out and touched his head.

Amazement: "This knowledge... Very interesting. ”

Suddenly, my heart moved, such a world... Where will it be... If you go and take a look...

Nine Heavenly God Emperors