Dong Xuzi looked at the pious mortal in front of him, turned his head to stare at the plaque on the city wall, and said: "It is rumored that there are eighty kinds of good Buddhas, such as the king of elephants, like the king of geese, like the lion king, and the six degrees of white elephants, and there are no troubles and impurities, because of white. ”

The Buddhist classics were talking eloquently in Dong Xuzi's mouth, and Ouyang Hu, who listened to it, looked at Dong Xuzi suspiciously and asked: "Old man, you Buddhist classics come with your mouth open, shouldn't your old boy have two hearts a long time ago, an undercover agent from the Buddhist sect?" ”

Dong Xuzi's expression froze, and then he looked at Ouyang and scolded: "Let you read more books, you always sleep, there are so many books in the Scripture Pavilion, you won't read more?" How can you know the shortcomings if you don't read the length of a hundred schools? ”

Dong Xuzi, who is a good teacher, just wanted to take this opportunity to preach Ouyang well, but Ouyang spread his hands, looking like you are forcing me to sleep.

The angry hole Xuzi scolded that his mud couldn't support the wall.

Ouyang didn't care at all, but looked at the passers-by in a daze, and after he came here, he always felt that it was weird.

The mortals who came and went in front of him, each with their hands folded, looked like a devout disciple, the Buddhist scriptures in their mouths were non-stop, and the compassion in their eyes was even more compassionate.

It was obviously a peaceful and peaceful scene, but Ouyang looked indescribably awkward.

It wasn't until Ouyang saw a galloping carriage hit a dozen pedestrians that he walked away.

The man who had been knocked down struggled to get up from the ground, not paying any attention to it, even smiling and reciting scriptures.

An old man was already lying on the ground without a sound, but he still had a smile on his face and his hands still folded.

At this time, Ouyang finally understood what made him feel extremely disobedient!

All the mortals here are completely devoid of the seven emotions and six desires, and only the chanting scriptures of mercy and smile are left!

"Old man, there's a problem!" Ouyang, who was in a wheelchair, said.

Dong Xuzi nodded in agreement and said: "Indeed, this city seems to be a human world, but it seems to have been refined into a magic weapon by the great monk, and all the mortals here have become part of a magic weapon!" ”

Look, look, that's the benefit of having big hands!

Ouyang had just discovered the problem, and the cave on the side had already sensed the root of the problem!

Dong Xuzi raised the dust whisk in his hand and raised it gently, and a gust of wind blew towards the crowd in front of the city gate with the shaking of the dust.

Everywhere the breeze went, the mortals who originally recited the Buddhist scriptures showed pain on their faces, and even trembled all over their bodies, bleeding from their mouths and noses, but they still clasped their hands together and chanted the Buddhist scriptures intermittently!

"No, these mortals have indeed become part of this city, and there is no way to drive them out of this city!" Dong Xuzi frowned, put down the dust and said.

"It's easy! Look at me! Ouyang confidently rolled his wheelchair and took a few steps forward, taking a deep breath, and Zhenyuan rushed from the dantian to his throat.

A heart-filled shout enveloped Zhen Yuan and sounded:

"Draft!"

The energetic shouts echoed around under the blessing of Zhenyuan, and the voices of the people who had originally converged into a sea of Buddhist scriptures were suddenly paused.

All the pedestrians who came and went stopped and turned their heads to look at Ouyang and the others.

Still smiling, his hands folded, but the chanting scripture in his mouth stopped, and everyone looked at Ouyang directly, and the smile on his face became more and more weird.

It was obviously a smile, but Ouyang could feel the anger on those smiling faces.

The sound of drafting echoed all around, like a grain of rat droppings suddenly falling into a pot of delicious broth.

Ouyang was stared at by the countless mortals in front of him, and pulled the sleeve of Dong Xuzi and said, "Uncle Shi, what do they want to do?" Wait until you can do it, you have to take care of me! ”

Dong Xuzi said angrily: "It's just a group of mortals who have not cultivated, are you afraid of a hammer?" ”

Aren't you afraid, these countless people are looking at you with weird smiles on their faces, who doesn't feel hairy in their hearts?

Just as Ouyang Gang wanted to speak, there was a commotion in front of the city gate, and countless mortals knelt on the ground, their faces frenzied on both sides.

A huge white elephant came out of the gate, its head fartish, its mouth full of fangs.

And on the back of the white elephant carries a luxurious tent, woven with gold wire, white jade as the top, agate curtains, and maids on both sides holding gold pots and kneeling.

The sound of Taoism and Sanskrit came from the tent, the light of the Buddha was shrouded, and where the white elephant walked, grass and flowers grew step by step, and the scene of the Buddha's incarnation.

Ouyang looked at the white elephant in front of him and asked in surprise, "This Buddha lives in the White Elephant City?" ”

Dong Xuzi glanced at it, and then sneered: "It's just a little monk in the distraction period who uses some low-end Five Elements Techniques, so that your kid can't study hard, and he can't even see the swagger!" ”

Yes, the big guy is the big guy, and they all see the essence of things at a glance.

Ouyang was choked and speechless, Dong Xuzi put his hands in front of him, looking speechless, watching the white elephant walk in front of the two, it seemed that he also wanted to see what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of the little monk in front of him.

When the white elephant came up to the two of them, the huge elephant knelt down to them, and the maid on the elephant's back walked down with the golden pot in her hand, sprinkling water as she went, as if to drive away the uncleanness from the ground for the monks in the tent.

Whole set after set, it's quite like that!

The curtain of agate opened automatically without wind, and a pimpled head came out of it.

A strong man with only a rag on his body walked out of it.

This person was covered in gold, his eyes were full of compassion, he pinched the lotus law seal in his hand, and stood in front of Ouyang and the others with a black bump.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south! Why did the two donors come to my White Elephant City? The strong man looked condescendingly at Ouyang and Dong Xuzi in front of him, chanted a Buddha horn and said.

Before Ouyang and the two spoke, the strong man said to himself: "I think that the two donors have a fate with my Buddha, why don't you take refuge in my Buddha today?" Isn't it beautiful to have that great freedom and great leisure? ”

The strong man in front of him was not too much of a Divine Realm monk, in his eyes, one was just a minor monk in the foundation building period, and a monk with a slightly higher cultivation level and an out-of-body period.

This is also strange for the cave void, when he was not in charge, he habitually pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger when he walked the world.

After all, as the pinnacle, the big guy lets you see whatever he wants you to see.

Hearing that the strong man in front of him seemed to be merciful, he gave the two of them a chance to take refuge in Buddhism.

Dong Xuzi laughed angrily!

How many years? How many years!

Someone dared to speak out in front of him again?

For this kind of small role, Dong Xuzi didn't even bother to use the dust, and raised his hand to press slightly.

The strong man in front of him only felt that a mountain smashed on his body, and he directly pressed himself to the ground.

In a daze, he vaguely seemed to hear a voice shouting:

"Old man, stay away, this kid is incontinent by your whole defecation!"