Chapter 8 Longhua Temple

The little monk walks vigorously, and climbs the mountain like walking on the ground. The flowers do not fall but follow closely behind, without any sense of exhaustion.

This was previously unimaginable.

Hua Buluo faintly felt that his physical fitness seemed to have soared.

Could it be that he did something shameful with that big demon, and he has been reborn. If there are a few more rounds, will it soar again?

Ahh

Flowers do not fall, get rid of this unrealistic idea. Once you've been embarrassed so far, how can you come again?

If that's the case, I'm afraid that the big demon didn't torture himself like this, but ate himself directly, and even the prelude was saved.

If a cat eats a mouse, it will torture the mouse half to death first, and then eat it when there is nothing to think about.

Well, that big demon can't be a cat demon!

Get rid of the cranky thoughts in your head and keep up with the little monk's pace.

"Little monk, the real Longhua Temple can't be on the top of the mountain on some suspended mountain, right? And that suspended mountain is covered by a formation prohibition, so outsiders can't see it at all?" Hua Buluo asked curiously.

"Donor, you've watched too many novels and movies. The little monk walked to the edge of the cliff as he spoke.

"Don't tell me that this cliff is not real, it is an illusory formation, in order to prevent mortals from straying into it?" Hua Buluo asked again when he saw this.

"Donor, I just want to pee. The little monk smiled awkwardly, and as he spoke, he unbuttoned his pants and stood on the edge of the cliff to pee.

"Little monk, this Longfu Mountain is a tourist development zone, and there are toilets on the mountain. Can you stand on the edge of the cliff like this and pee?" Hua Buluo said, "Monks should also pay attention to their quality!"

"The master said that cultivators should pee against the wind, but now I always get my shoes wet. The wind is strong on the edge of the cliff, and I want to take advantage of this to cultivate. The little monk spoke.

Back then, he urinated against the wind, but now he has wet shoes in the wind.

When Hua Buluo heard this, his jaw almost dropped, and then such a sentence popped out of his head.

Did this little monk take his master's teasing of him seriously, or did they really regard peeing as a kind of cultivation?

Ten feet against the wind!

Think about that picture, I don't envy it. Hua Buluo really wanted to ask the little monk's master if he could cultivate.

The wind was strong on the edge of the cliff, and the little monk urinated in the wind, and then not only his shoes were wet, but even his pants were wet.

When the little monk saw this, he looked depressed.

Seeing this, the flowers immediately dispelled the magic power of learning this "ten feet against the wind".

"Perseverance and perseverance. Little monk, don't give up, one day you will become a master like your master. Hua Buluo patted the little monk on the shoulder and said.

A master who defends the wind and urine?

Hua Buluo's head suddenly appeared in the body, wearing a robe, the great monk Bao Xiang solemnly stood against the wind, and the robe of the monk was blown back by the wind, and then ......

The picture is so beautiful, the flowers don't fall, I'm embarrassed to think about it later.

Could this be a kind of thing, for example? The little monk's master wanted to tell him that as a cultivator, he should rise to the occasion, not be afraid of difficulties, and then overcome them.

"Hmm!"

The little monk nodded, and his frustration seemed to have been comforted by the fact that the flowers did not fall and dissipated a lot.

The two continued to walk, gradually moving away from the development site, and becoming more and more remote.

Came to a boulder, only to see the little monk grasp the flower does not fall, take out a jade plate, the light flashed, the flower did not fall subconsciously closed his eyes, after opening it, the scenery in front of him followed.

There is no Buddha sound, there is no Buddha light, and the temple must not be magnificent, but looks a little dilapidated.

Hua Buluo felt that she was not opening it in the right way, closed her eyes and brewed for a while, and then opened her eyes to see... Still.

The mountain is not high, there are immortals, the water is not deep, there are dragons, the temple is not big, there are monks to save lives!

This is the comfort that the flowers do not fall to themselves. If you look closely, it seems that there is more tranquility here than the temples outside, and it can make people feel calm.

If you think about it carefully, there is not even a single tourist here, and it is naturally more peaceful than those noisy and noisy temples outside.

"Xuan Tong!"

A roar came, breaking the silence and making the ears buzz.

When the little monk heard this, he subconsciously turned around and was about to run.

"Where are you going?"

A great monk turned into a light, and instantly appeared beside the little monk, grabbed his clothes, and lifted the little monk up.

"Bang Bang!"

"Say, did you go outside again?" the big monk slapped the little monk on the ass a few times, and then said.

"Master, don't beat, your ass is blooming!" the little monk begged for mercy.

"Huh?"

The big monk didn't fight again, threw the little monk to the ground, then looked at Hua Buluo, and said in surprise, "What a heavy demon! Donor, you are sleeping with a goblin!"

The big monk looked at it, and it took him to see his face clearly.

The face of the Chinese character, the beard, the eyebrows and eyes of a monk are not kind, but the fierce and vicious, the same as the appearance of Zhang Fei and Li Kui in the TV series, the only difference may be that they are much whiter than them.

When Hua Buluo was sighing that people were not good-looking, he almost fell down after listening to the words of the great monk.

"Donor, you're sleeping with a goblin!"

It's this sentence again, exactly the same as the little monk's words. Could this mean that if there is a teacher, there must be a disciple? I can't have a good chat with these two monks.

"Let's be clear, it's not that I'm sleeping with a goblin, it's that I'm sleeping with a goblin!"

"Master, why does the donor always care so much about this? Is there any difference between sleeping with a goblin and sleeping with a goblin? Is this really that heavy?" the little monk got up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, blinked his eyes, looked at the big monk with a curious baby, and asked.

"Kid, what are you asking? The big monk slapped the little monk's bald head, but the force was much smaller than just now.

"Amitabha, the poor monk Dharma Enlightenment has seen the benefactor. The great monk clasped his hands together and said to Hua Buluo.

"I've seen Master Fawu!"

Hua Buluo saw that the great monk was so polite, and immediately returned the salute, after all, there is a request for others. What's more, although Hua Buluo is prodigal, he is also a polite person.

People respect him, and he respects people. If no one provokes him or annoys him, then he is still harmless to humans and animals.

"Master, my Buddha is merciful, and please save this benefactor, the goblin who sleeps with him is a great demon in shapeshifting, and the disciple is far from being an opponent. The little monk Xuantong said.

"Ning Dan transformed, did you meet it?" Fa Wu asked, his face changed when he heard this.

"Hmm. The little monk nodded.

"How did you escape? No, with your cultivation, there is no chance of escaping at all. Fa Wu shook his head and said.

"The big demon and the ancestor know each other, it seems, it seems that there are still some festivals, but she is busy tossing this donor, so she scares me. I was going to come back and move the rescuers to save the donor, but the big demon seemed to have something to leave, so the donor took the opportunity to escape. We met on the road. The little monk said.

"It seems that the big demon is not a great traitor. Fa Wu said, "The donor has that big demonic aura, and it is very easy for her to find you, even in this secret realm, she can find it." Come with me to the abbot, this matter is beyond the reach of a poor monk. ”