Who would have thought that the life in the monk's temple could be so luxurious?

The rice is the white water royal rice transported from the southern region, the dish is the jade green vegetables just picked by the little monk Houshan, and the tableware is a first-order magic weapon refined for her alone.

Even if it is vegetarian, no oil and no meat, through the most authentic chef of Guanfan Temple, green vegetables can be painted into roses, radishes can be carved into phoenixes, and then with a graceful mood, full of aura of white truffle fresh mushroom soup......

The beauty of the joy is not to be missed!

Except for the bald head around which it is a little bright and glaring, everything else is acceptable.

Yao Ran was full, touched her bulging belly, and thought of Tang Xiangyin who rolled down the hillside......

At that time, the people who ate melons came too quickly, and after Tang Xiangyin rolled down the mountain, she didn't have time to look for it.

When the Buddha brought her to Guanfan Temple, she thought that she would find an excuse to return to the barren mountain the next day, but ...... The treatment here is so good!

Counting the days, it had been seven days since she pulled out the legendary sword of resentment that no one had pulled for 100,000 years.

I don't know if Xiangyin is still waiting for him in the barren mountains?

Yao Ran looked at the sunlight outside the door and knew that she couldn't go on like this anymore!

She wants to cheer up, she wants to find Xiangyin back!

After all, selling a piece of meat can earn at least 10 million spirit stones, which is a wealth that Guanfan Temple can't give her!

When she has tens of millions of spirit stones, what can't she eat if she wants to?

Therefore, you can't look at money so short, you have to take a long-term view!

Yaoran, who had been paralyzed for seven days, moved.

She stood up!

The novices who came to visit were shocked, and Su Ri's peaceful expression disappeared, as if they saw the sky falling, and they ran out.

"Buddha, host, master, no, Ran Ran Fairy, Ran Ran Fairy, she is going to run away!"

Yao Ranran: "??? ”

She got up and stretched, how could these monks be like crazy......

No matter, go back to Xiangyin first!

Yao Ran stepped out of the splendid residence.

Whew!

The five masters of the Guanfan Temple, the presiding officer, and the Buddha, came one after another, blocking the way out with tens of thousands of disciples.

The warm glow shone on the bright head, like a dazzling little sun.

Yao Ran couldn't help but close her eyes.

Hou Yi, where are you?

There's a lot of sun here, come and take them!

"Amitabha, fairy, you can't leave here with the sword of resentment." Mu Jiaxuan walked out at the signal of the host.

In the eyes of the host of Yuan Kong, people of the same age are easier to communicate, and he and the five masters quietly looked at them.

Yao Ran opened her eyes with difficulty, and her lips opened slightly: "I don't want to leave with the Evil Sword, I plan to put it back in the barren mountain!" ”

The monks were stunned.

Mu Jiaxuan was puzzled, "The fairy wants to bring the Anger Sword back to the barren mountain?" ”

Yao Ranran played with the sword in her hand, "That's right, I'm going to insert it back!" ”

The monks looked at each other.

Mu Jiaxuan clasped his hands together and said disapprovingly: "Fairy, after the sword of anger is pulled out, it cannot be inserted back. ”

"Didn't you say that no one has ever drawn a sword of resentment?"

Mu Jiashu replied, "That's right. ”

"Then how do you know you can't plug it back in when you pull it out?"

Mu Jiaqing looked at the host: "...... Master, how do you solve this problem? ”

Yuan Kun folded his hands together, "Let's let her try." ”

If it fails, there is no solution; If it's successful, wouldn't it be good?

The host opened the way for her.

Mu Jiaxuan took her to the top of the barren mountain.

Since the sword was drawn, the situation of the barren mountains has changed somewhat.

The temple sent disciples to guard the surroundings, chanting sutras and chanting Buddha, in an attempt to seal something.

Mu Jiaxuan kept his distance from her, "Fairy, it's here." ”

"Hmm." Yao Ranran looked at the hollow edge of the sword.

She paced to the side, and Mu Jia frowned, not thinking that such a nonsensical method could strengthen the seal again.

There are records in the history books of the temple.

Hundreds of thousands of years ago, there were many large and small spiritual veins here, and it was an excellent place for cultivation, and countless sects competed for plunder, and finally the wise master of Guanfan Temple stopped this dispute and won the holy land of barren mountain cultivation.

Then the unknown evil thing broke out, and the wise master immediately decided to divide the five spiritual veins, dedicated himself to the three souls and seven spirits, drew the line with essence blood, made the tibia as a formation, and the flesh was the eye, and sacrificed five immortal weapons, only to build the mixed yuan five trap formation, and sealed the evil thing.

Now one of the immortal weapons has been pulled out by her, according to the well-preserved historical records, in addition to sacrificing the Buddha's soul again, the only way to replace it is to use a more powerful immortal weapon.

It's not that some people don't want to sacrifice the Buddha's soul, but they can't pull it out if they can't pull it out, and this path won't work.

And the immortal weapon that is more powerful than the Anger Sword here, the master knows that there is the Yu Family Emperor Bell.

It just so happened that Yao Ranran wanted to recognize her ancestors and return to her ancestors, and as a member of the Yu family, the Yu patriarch naturally had to bear the price for her daughter.

But......

Mu Jia narrowed his eyes.

The patriarch of the Yu family is a very inkblot man!

The two sides exchanged letters several times, but Patriarch Yu did not want to give up this daughter, but also did not want to hand over the emperor bell, so he delayed it again and again.

As a result, they can only provide Yao Ran Ran's good life and try to find the most feasible way.

However, the woman said to stick the sword back in.

Mu Jiaxuan brought her here, but there was no trace of expectation in her eyes.

It's impossible.

Even though he didn't know how she pulled out the Anger Sword, he knew that the Anger Sword wasn't so easy to put back.

There was compassion in Mujia's eyes.

Yao Ranran put the rusty sword back in place, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword slowly opened.

She withdrew her right hand.

"Whew, Buddha, I've put the sword back!" Yao Ran smiled brightly.

For the first time, Mu Jiaxuan felt that the smile of the common people was dazzling.

How could she!

So put the Sword of Anger back?!

Really?

"Prajna Secret Heart Sutra", "General History of Guanfan Temple", "Confession of the Buddha", "Miaofa Water Lotus Sutra", "Miscellaneous Notes of Buddha Cultivation", ......

Over the past 20 years, thousands of scriptures and scriptures that he had read by heart had sprung up in his sea of knowledge.

None of them can explain how this happened!

Mu Jia's body shook, looked at the woman in front of him, and his lips moved: "You are not human?" ”

Yao Ranran was in a good mood, and when she heard this, she subconsciously replied: "You are not a person, your whole family is not a person!" ”

Mu Jia's ears turned red, and he hurriedly said: "Fairy, what the little monk means is that you ...... You're like a fairy as my grandma called ......"

Yao Ran was stunned.

Earlier, her forty-meter-long knife almost couldn't be contained!

The corners of Yao Ranran's mouth rose, and the Buddha was not so boring.

"Fairy, fairy!" Mu Jia exhaled urgently, and his slender arm stretched out, as if he wanted to take Yao Ranran into his arms.

Yao Ranran's eyes widened, there was no need to be so fast, right? What about the natural Buddha?

"The fairy is in danger!" Mu Jialu shouted, but still couldn't catch her.

(End of chapter)