This person who stands on the top of the Buddha's roots is not a monk.

This person is dressed in white, with a blue belt wrapped around his waist, and a wine gourd on the belt, and the overall look is simple and free. And his face is very handsome, but his face is full of stubble, as if he hasn't trimmed it for a long time, his eyes are the same as his slag, so embarrassed, and with his bronzed complexion, this look, it looks like a dissolute and handsome drunkard.

It's the drunkard, because of this occasion, he looks drunk at the moment.

"Drunken boy, what do you mean?" said a monk sitting on the rock wall, glaring angrily.

The drunken boy didn't mean to respond, just looked around, shook his head and said boringly: "Why is this year's Ten Thousand Buddhas Dharma meeting like this? Tang Huang didn't come, Buddha Emperor didn't come, even the Heavenly Buddha didn't come, all the people who came were a group of small shrimps, and there was not a single emperor, so let's disperse early." ”

"The Ten Thousand Buddhas Dharma will be held once in a hundred years, it is a rule set by my master, can you say scatter?" One of the handsome monks stood up and sneered: "Speaking of which, if my master doesn't come, the Tang Emperor doesn't come, and the Heavenly Buddha doesn't come if something happens, so you have to come, right? If a few elders appear at random, you should run away with your tail between your legs!"

The drunken boy took off the wine gourd and took a sip of wine, and then laughed: "You're really right, the three of them come at random, and if I have a tail, I'll leave with my tail between them, but the three of them are not there." How old are you? Isn't it just a rice bucket that the Buddha Emperor collected when he was old and immortal with endocrine imbalance, what is it called big emptiness? You say, what are you big, what are you empty, and what are you nothing?

"You ......" Da Kong's face turned red with no anger: "My master gave the Dharma name, but I hope that the disciples are all empty, and there is no self and no appearance, how can it be so unbearable as you say?"

"Am I embarrassed? I just say something big and something is nothing. The drunken boy made an innocent look and said: "You think about it yourself, you must have thought about it yourself, and it's empty, phew!"

Dakong Wu shook his hand, his anger was restrained, and he seemed too lazy to do a battle of words, and said indifferently: "The poor monk is too lazy to argue with you, the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dharma Meeting has begun, the donor, please, if you insist on destroying the Fa Meeting, you will have my master, Tang Huang and other predecessors to uphold justice." ”

"Hmph!" the drunken boy finally put away his unruly expression, turned to an angry face, and said, "Ten Thousand Buddhas Puja? It's just a bullshit puja, and it's just a normal time, and today, I can't let you have a bullshit puja!"

Da Kong's eyes opened angrily: "You dare?"

"I don't dare? Before this festival began, there were already three or four level demons, and now that it is held, the magic power of the Buddha is also rampant, and it is very likely that there will be fifth, or even sixth, seventh-level demons, at that time, who can destroy the demons?" The drunken man narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "This festival, either it will end immediately, otherwise, I don't mind killing all the bald heads here!"

Dakong sits without shaking his hands, no longer talking, just sitting with his eyes closed, but it does not mean that the Ten Thousand Buddhas will continue or not.

Seeing this, the drunken boy also sat at the top of the Buddha's root, holding a wine gourd and drinking wine, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, I don't know what he was thinking, maybe, he wanted to consume it, to see if the Ten Thousand Buddhas would dare to continue, maybe he needed an excuse, an excuse to kill all the monks who participated in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Festival.

After all, this Ten Thousand Buddhas Puja is covered by the three giants of Buddhism.

"He's a drunk?"

Diao Tian, who came to the dojo early and was crowded in the crowd with Zhuge Qianlu'er, looked up at the man at the top of the Buddha's root.

"yes, that's handsome. Zhuge Qian's face was red and obsessed: "It would be nice if he could look at me, ah, I want to tell my father." ”

Propose?

Diao Tian raised his eyebrows, classified Zhuge Qian as a nymphomaniac, and then stepped a little, jumped to the top of the Buddha root, took out the Baiwei wine gourd, and said with a smile: "Why don't you try my wine?"

Since the drunken boy may know the news of the Great Nikkei of the Dao Dao, Diao Tian naturally wants to get close to him, but this man can face the wild words of nearly 20,000 high-ranking monks who have killed their bald heads, and his strength is definitely not at the level of Diao Tian.

Can Diao Tian make friends with such a person? It can only be said that it is difficult, just like an old peasant who goes to make friends with a central political leader, and he cannot say that it is impossible, but can only say that it is difficult.

However, the drunken boy must be a good drinker, and wine will become the link between Diao Tian and the drunken son, so Diao Tian will give it a try.

"Huh?" The drunken boy didn't even raise his eyes to look at Diao Tian, but when the Baiwei wine gourd was taken out, he was surprised: "What do you have to do with Niu Dasheng?"

"Wine seeks a confidant, but it is not a relative. Diao Tian threw the Baiwei wine gourd at the drunken boy and said with a smile: "This wine is specially brewed by me, try it." ”

He doesn't care if the drunken boy drinks it or not, anyway, if the wine gourd is thrown over, the drunken boy will definitely take it, and if he takes it, he can get closer.

The drunken boy took down the Baiwei wine gourd, opened the lid and smelled it, shook his head, and didn't speak, he saw him open the wine gourd, poured all the Diao Tian liquor ingredients, and took out a bunch of materials and put them in the wine gourd.

Seeing this, Diao Tian was secretly surprised, although the Baiwei wine gourd must be Niu Dasheng's, but to use it, it needs a method, I didn't expect that the drunken boy actually knew how to use the Baiwei wine gourd, so it seems that he also has a good relationship with Niu Dasheng.

The drunken boy got the materials and drank it himself, before throwing the wine gourd to Diao Tian, Diao Tian raised his head and took a sip, his eyes widened in surprise, this sip is equivalent to swallowing a high-grade spirit stone!

"How?"

"Good wine! Sweet and smooth, come. ”

Diao Tian threw the wine gourd to the drunken boy again, and the two went back and forth, until they were so drunk that their faces were flushed, and then they heard the drunken boy say, "Your surname is Diao?"

"Ugh!"

Diao Tian was surprised inexplicably, and the drunken boy realized that now, he was just drinking, and he didn't say a few words, let alone introduce it, how did he know that Diao Tian's surname was Diao?

"How do you know the way?"

"You have the power of the Mad Buddha in your body, a kind of seal, it should be my Buddha entering the world without a sad seal, right?"

Well?

Even if the drunken boy can feel the power of the seal on my body, how can he determine that my surname is Diao? There is only one possibility, this person knows about the Diao family, knows that I was saved by the master, and even, I know that I have a demonic nature, and I need to be sealed by the seal of Buddha's entry into the world without sorrow!

"Am I the bloodline of the Diao family?" Diao Tian cut straight to the point.

The drunken boy smiled: "It seems that you have been tracking it yourself, you are indeed the bloodline of the Diao family, the son of Diao Yanluo." ”

My father's name is Diao Yanluo?

I'm not an orphan that no one wants, I'm really the blood of the Diao family, the son of Yama!

Diao Tian clenched the wine gourd in his hand and said coldly: "Tell me, who destroyed the Diao family, who killed my parents, for what!"

"I tell you, I know everything about the Dao, and I tell you what you want to do?"

"Kill!" Diao Tian's gaze was like the cold light of the Netherworld Abyss: "Anyone who participates in the extermination of the Diao family, kill its descendants, kill its family, kill anyone related to it, kill it!"

"What a lot of evil!"

"Hmph! It is said that there are nearly 20,000 people in the Diao family!" Diao Tian didn't explain much, but the more than 20,000 people were enough to become a reason for Diao Tian's crazy killing.

The drunken man stared at Diao Tian, and after a while, he asked playfully: "If the Diao family was destroyed because it was about to bring disaster to the demon world, do you still want to take revenge?"

......Diao Tian raised his head and laughed wildly: "So what? Some people will kill their relatives in righteousness, but I won't! I only know that my father, my mother, maybe I have brothers, uncles, grandparents, overnight, all my relatives were exterminated, if there is a reason for me to give up revenge, then I should not exist!"

"Then I'll tell you. The drunken boy moved his eyes to the big empty side, and said playfully: "Here, there is your enemy." ”