"Okay, Poor Dao didn't come to a female donor to warm the bed, but simply to find a female donor to catch up." Dongfang Mo looked at the two little novices speechlessly.

But after hearing his words, the two men did not seem to believe it.

Dongfang Mo ignored the two of them, only to see that his body moved, and he was squeezed away by an invisible gentle force, and then he stepped between the two and stepped into the meditation nunnery in front of him.

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock ......"

The moment he stepped into this place, Dongfang Mo heard the sound of a knocking wooden fish. The strange thing is that the sound of the wooden fish surrounds him, and even if he has a keen ear, he can't hear the specific direction clearly.

Dongfang Mo, who came here for the first time, looked familiar with the road at this time. I walked straight ahead and came to the main hall in front of me.

At this moment, a figure came from the main hall.

It was a little nun wearing a nun hat and looking like she was only a teenager.

This little nun has clear eyebrows, and after coming to Dongfang Mo's face, she folded her hands and bowed, "This donor, my meditation nunnery will not accept outsiders, I don't know what the donor has to do." ”

Dongfang Mo looked at this little nun and found that this little nun was also a Terran monk, and this woman also had a cultivation in the middle of the foundation building period, which was higher than the empty one and two behind him.

"Poor Dao is here to find people." Oriental ink road.

"Dare to ask who the Shi Lord is looking for."

Just as Dongfang Mo was thinking about how to answer, he suddenly heard a woman's voice coming from inside the hall.

"Huiru, let him in."

The moment he heard this voice, Dongfang Mo's expression moved, full of surprise. But in the next breath, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Yes, Senior Sister." At the same time, the little nun in front of him nodded respectfully.

Then she turned sideways and made an inviting gesture towards Dongfang Mo.

"Empty and empty," Dongfang Mo looked at the two little novices behind him at this moment, "You two just wait here for the poor road." ”

After hearing his words, he looked at each other and then nodded.

So Dongfang Mo mentioned the robe and stepped into the main hall.

Upon entering the main hall, you will be greeted by a huge golden Buddha statue. It is a bit similar to the Maitreya Buddha he saw when he first came to Hongde Dharma Field.

Dongfang Mo just glanced at the Buddha statue, and then bypassed the side of the Buddha statue and stepped into the backyard through the back door. After walking through the backyard dozens of feet wide, he came to a slightly smaller apse.

Dongfang Mo did not pause, and at this time he stepped through the five steps and stepped over the high threshold into the apse.

When he looked up, he saw a figure sitting cross-legged on a futon with his back to him.

It was a woman, and a nun. However, unlike the little nun called Huiru outside, the one facing away from him in front of him was dressed in a white monk's robe, and the nun hat on her head was also white. It seems that the identities of these two people are different.

Dongfang Mo looked at the white-robed nun in front of him with his back to him, and the look of surprise on his face was even worse than before.

At this time, the white-robed nun in front of him had a string of prayer beads rolling in front of her nose with her left hand, and her right hand was knocking on a wooden fish very regularly, making a crisp sound of dong dong.

When Dongfang Mo stepped into the meditation nunnery before, he heard the sound of the wooden fish, which was from this.

And the place was empty except for the nun.

With the arrival of Dongfang Mo, the crisp sound of the wooden fish continued to sound for more than ten breaths, and then it suddenly stopped.

Under his gaze, the white-robed nun stood up and slowly turned around, revealing a face.

This is a woman in her early twenties with extremely delicate facial features. If the nun hat on her head is replaced with 3,000 green silk, she will definitely be a beauty who will bring disaster to the country and the people. Especially between her eyebrows, there is a small beauty mole, which has a different kind of charm.

After seeing this woman's face, Dongfang Mo only felt that his breath was suffocated, and he opened his mouth, but in the end, he swallowed his saliva and did not speak.

However, the white-robed nun in front of him smiled toothily, "Here it is." ”

Dongfang Mo forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, and finally looked at the woman and spoke, "Senior Sister He, I haven't seen you for many years, don't come here unharmed." ”

It turned out that the person in front of him was the head of the Miaoyin Academy back then, He Yu.

For this woman to appear in this place, Dongfang Mo is not surprised. Because this girl is the senior sister of Mu Xin's little girl, these two daughters are both disciples of the South China Sea Shenni.

But what surprised him was that this woman had now cut her hair and became a nun.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and secretly said that Mu Feixin had become a nun like the woman in front of him.

Just when he thought of it like this, he heard He Yu speak: "After hundreds of years, I didn't expect my junior brother to have such a cultivation now, which is really incredible." ”

"Hehe, senior sister said she laughed." Dongfang Mo snorted.

At the same time, he swept away his divine sense, although He Yu did not take the initiative to release the aura of cultivation fluctuations, but he still felt a wave of cultivation fluctuations in the late stage of the Divine Journey Realm from this woman's body.

It seems that after all these years, his cultivation has surpassed this woman.

However, this is actually because Dongfang Mo is in the body of the ancient beast of time and space, with the help of the Eye of the Spirit Spring, otherwise his cultivation is at most comparable to the woman in front of him.

At this time, I heard Dongfang Mo continue: "Why did Senior Sister become a nun? ”

"How can anyone say that I am a monk and a nun, I was originally a cultivator back then." He Yu Road.

"I see." Dongfang Mo nodded. Then he coughed lightly twice, "Ahem, dare to ask Mu Xin if she is also as ...... as Senior Sister" At this point, Dongfang Mo paused.

Hearing this, He Yu glanced at him, "Don't worry, she hasn't cut her hair yet." ”

"Huh, ......" Dongfang Mo breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

"But it's coming soon."

But in the next breath, this woman's words made Dongfang Mo's face twitch.

"Why?" Just listen to him.

"After the end of the Buddha Gate Hall, the junior sister naturally wants to cut her hair and become a nun." He Yu said as a matter of course.

And without waiting for Dongfang Mo to speak, the woman continued to speak, "Originally, my junior sister should be the same as me, but she has not yet cut off six roots, and she still has a vulgar heart, so she keeps green silk." ”

After finishing speaking, He Yu also looked at him meaningfully.

"It's good that the vulgar heart is not finished." Dongfang Mohaha laughed. Then he looked at He Yu and said, "Senior Sister He, Xiaodao will come back to you in a while." ”

With that, he walked deeper into the apse.

Looking at his distant back, He Yu did not stop him. It was only after Dongfang Mo disappeared that the woman sighed.

"It's okay to see it, so as not to have no chance in the future, hey......"

After coming out of the apse, Dongfang Mo stepped on a path and followed the path, and soon came to a bamboo forest.

This place is full of aura, and the breath is relaxed. The babbling streams and the chirping of cicadas and insects resound through the bamboo forest, giving people a sense of tranquility and relaxation.

And after arriving here, the anode forging technique in Dongfang Mo's body actually worked on its own, making his body faintly hot. He could feel a strange aura in front of him, which was deeply attracting him.

Finally he came to a bamboo hut with the windows open, and he saw a figure with black hair scattered over his back, as if he was sitting at his desk at this moment.

After seeing this back after hundreds of years, Dongfang Mo was stunned.

"Whew!"

Immediately, he took a deep breath, and then with a "creak", he pushed open the door of the bamboo house.

At this time, he saw a woman in a long black dress, like a black lotus, sitting in front of the desk, holding a pen.

Dongfang Mo stepped forward and stood quietly behind the woman, looking at the desk in front of her.

It turned out that the woman was painting.

The painting is of a Taoist priest, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old Taoist.

This Xiaodao is holding a whisk in his hand, and he is squinting, with an unruly look. That's exactly what he looked like back then. In front of him in the painting, there is also a figure shrouded in black, holding a software, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.

This female painter is very good, and even the tense posture between the two in the painting is invisibly depicted, which makes people feel immersive.

The corners of Dongfang Mo's mouth were hooked, and then he moved his gaze from this painting to the side face of the woman in front of him.

Just a side face gives people an aura that cannot be blasphemed, this is a woman who is incredibly beautiful.

After taking a breath, Dongfang Mo smelled the familiar fragrance that made his mind calm. It's still the taste of the year, and it hasn't changed.

And standing behind this woman, his anodic forging technique is running more and more cheerfully.

At the same time, a softer technique in this woman's body is also working, and there is an indescribable close connection between the two. Even the beating of the heart is kept at the same frequency.

Just as he closed his eyes slightly, as if he had fallen into a state of meditation, he opened his eyes with a sense of feeling.

It turned out that the woman in front of her had already finished the painting in front of her.

I saw that with a flick of this female jade hand, the three-foot-long painting was suspended in front of the two of them with a loud bang.

"How!"

The woman asked without replying.