"Okay! This is the rhythm of Mars hitting the Earth!" Zhang Ju felt his throat sweet, as if a mouthful of blood was about to spurt out.

Zhang Ju didn't know if he should shake off now.

But it's a pity that he is still there sad and sad, Zhuo Bufan and Fan Yun have already ignored him and walked into the temple together, as if he is a follower, too, Fan Yun and Zhuo Bufan are both cultivators, and they both have strong identity backgrounds, Zhuo Bufan does not say, it is Fan Yun, and he also has a place in the CPPCC!

Otherwise, he wouldn't even have the certificate of the Taiwan Affairs Office of the State Council, and he is also a director of the Buddhist Association.

So for Zhang Ju, the two of them don't pay much attention to it, after getting out of the car, they turned around and walked into the temple together, if others don't pay attention, they will really see Zhang Ju as a follower.

The two of them acted like this, and Zhang Ju gritted his teeth for a while, but it didn't take long for Zhang Ju to flash with a fierce look on his face, and finally followed behind Zhuo Bufan like a follower.

Sometimes, when the opportunity comes, if you don't take the initiative to grasp it, don't blame life!

Zhuo Bufan, the great god, although he is a great plague god, but if he can borrow a trace of the majesty of the great plague god, Zhang Ju will also have a chance to rise to the top, if he wants to occupy a little relationship with the Zhuo family, he must have the courage to pay the price!

Zhang Ju is gambling on his life.

Walked to the door of the temple, Zhuo Bufan admired the great monk of Fanyun very much, here is the foot of the West Mountain of Beijing City, Tianlei Yinfen Temple is located at the southern foot of the West Mountain, sitting in the north and facing south, there is a small artificial lake in the east. The temple is built on the mountain, hidden among the pine and green bamboo, but it has its own solemn and simple atmosphere.

It seems that the old monk also knows that the appearance of the temple is very important!

It's not a Tallinn resort though. But after the old monk Fanyun dressed up, he also had some capital to pretend to be a ghost.

Taking a deep breath, I don't know if he was born with no interest in monks, or if he didn't have Huigen in the first place, as soon as he entered the temple, he felt a little awkward. It was as if there was a heavy breath in the air that was oppressing him.

It made him feel very uncomfortable.

Then when I looked up, I saw the brand-new mountain gate of the temple, with a flat wall towering above, and a horizontal plaque on the door frame, which read "Tianleiyin Temple" four big characters.

These four words are written evenly and through, but between the strokes, there is a strong aura, like a certain immortal, standing in the clouds drinking the elixir and jade liquid, pouring himself a drink. Then he waved the wolf's hair after drinking, leaving behind the ink treasure.

"What's wrong?" Fan Yun noticed Zhuo Bufan's strange appearance and couldn't help but ask.

"It's nothing, I just think it's good to write from a good angle. Zhuo Bufan subconsciously praised.

"The 'angle' is well written?" Fan Yun was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "What's so good?"

Master Fanyun seemed interested. And Zhang Ju behind Zhuo Bufan is not up, nor is he in, and he eats ashes behind his ass.

"Damn! Of course I'm good at this angle!Why don't you try it!" Zhang Ju hated Fan Yun, why are you talking so much? At this time, Zhang Ju was just two steps away from walking on the mountain gate and flat, and he had no advantage in height, and after adding these two steps, his face was suspicious of facing other people's buttocks!

But he didn't dare to go up the first two steps! These two steps stood in front of him like a moat.

It's a matter of position!

"It feels like it's written from heaven. "Zhuo Bufan is a bit meaningful.

"Heaven!?hahaha......" Fan Yun laughed, Zhuo Bufan. You really have Huigen!

In the laughter, Fan Yun walked into the mountain gate with Zhuo Bufan, and the two of them first walked along the Daxiong Treasure Hall and the Ten Thousand Buddha Hall, and were about to arrive at the Dharma Realm Palace. Fan Yun suddenly waved his hand, turned a corner, and led him into a side courtyard.

And Zhang Ju, who was following behind, also wanted to go in, but Fan Yun turned his head and glanced at it with a smile, and he was immediately stunned on the spot, standing still.

"Master, it doesn't seem good for you to use your supernatural powers against ordinary people. Zhuo Bufan couldn't help laughing and said, this move was a violation of the precepts.

"Master Zhuo, you're wrong, I'm not a supernatural power, but a hypnotist, so I can't break the vows. Fan Yun suddenly laughed shyly, feeling like an old bustard who had picked up money, and he had goosebumps all over his body.

While talking, the two stepped into the courtyard one after another.

The courtyard is extremely quiet, there are a few cold bamboos standing proudly in the wind in the corner of the courtyard, and in the middle of the courtyard, under a plum tree, there are three people standing there to greet each other.

A person dressed in green clothes, standing there as steady as a rock, looking like he should be in his fifties, looking ordinary, but giving people a strange atmosphere, some retro feeling.

Of course, what made Zhuo Bufan have the most profound impact was this person's eyes!

With only the whites of his eyes and no eyeballs, this man turned out to be a blind man!

However, this blind man is not simple, on him, Zhuo Bufan felt a light gray cyclone flowing, it turned out to be a cultivator of the Void Dan Stage!

No wonder Fan Yun is looking for him.

And beside this person, there was a young man, looking at his eyes very sharp, scraping his face like a knife, and his strength was even more advanced than the blind man in Tsing Yi beside him!

"Damn! Two Void Pill Stages! One of them is about to break through the Void Pill and reach the Golden Pill Stage!" "Zhuo Bufan almost went crazy, Fan Yun, you guy, actually want me to face two Void Pill Stages, do you want me to help you work hard? Our relationship hasn't been good enough yet!

"Cut! This kind of profession of monk is the most boring, once you can't beat it, you will ask for foreign aid, and it is also called what is the name of slaying demons and eliminating demons, and helping the world to be just! If you want to fight two by one, it is already cheap for you, he didn't want you to fight a bunch of them, and then stand behind and watch the play with melon seeds!" Xu Lao said resentfully, as if he had enjoyed this kind of treatment before.

"Wouldn't it, is this old monk so insidious?" Mo Xiaoye exclaimed, this completely subverted what she had seen on TV before, the old monks were all soft-hearted and compassionate.

"Watch fewer TV series. Nerve Huang immediately began to correct in a timely manner, young people must start to establish a correct outlook on life from an early age, Nerve Huang sighed in his heart at the same time.

At this time, the man standing behind the young man and the blind man in Tsing Yi suddenly glared at Zhuo Bufan coldly, as if warning Zhuo Bufan not to underestimate him, and Zhuo Bufan found out that this third person under the plum tree.

It was a thin and tall dark-skinned man, with an inexplicable white cloth wrapped around his head, as if he was wearing linen and filial piety, and it seemed to be the customs and habits of a certain ethnic minority.

The dark-skinned man glared at Zhuo Bufan coldly, Zhuo Bufan couldn't help frowning, he felt that there was a sinister aura approaching him, and the chaotic soul fire in his body couldn't help but get up.

"Master, good means. The blind man in Tsing Yi on the opposite side suddenly spoke, "There is such a master as the backing." ”

"Shall we start now?" asked the blind man in Tsing Yi.

"Let's get started. Zhuo Bufan didn't wait for the great monk Fanyun to speak, and then he said loudly, he was in a hurry.

"Just as I mean, we are in a hurry, and we will visit the cultural relics and monuments in Beijing later, Uncle Qing, you hurry up, win and take things and leave quickly." The young man on the side suddenly interjected, and then his mouth was full, signaling the blind man in Tsing Yi to hurry up.

Damn! You are also in a hurry? Zhuo Bufan was speechless, and glanced at the great monk Fanyun with resentment, Great monk, you are so despicable! Gambling with others, you actually lied to me that it was a discussion and exchange!

The blind man in Tsing Yi nodded, and suddenly the fingers with protruding joints rubbed on the bones of his hand, and then with a flick, a bamboo leaf flew out from the bamboo branch in the corner of the courtyard wall, cutting at Zhuo Bufan like a sharp blade.

Zhuo Bufan's eyelids jumped, and in his eyes, the bamboo leaves did not look like sharp blades, but turned into a crisp chill, like a meteor crossing the sky, crashing towards him.

Zhuo Bufan didn't want to expose his chaotic soul fire, so he had to flash his eyebrows, and the spring water butterfly turned into an arc of fire, quickly turning in his body, and then his index finger stood slightly towards the sky, forming a immobile mountain mark, only to hear a muffled sound in the air, and the bamboo leaves collided and exploded in the air.

The blind man in Tsing Yi opened his mouth, sighed slightly, and raised his head suddenly, as if a cold light flashed, and the plum trees in the courtyard suddenly shook, like a gust of wind on the branches of the treetops for no reason.

Standing slightly apart with his feet, the left and right hands of the blind man in Tsing Yi were gently separated, and a looming whirlwind gradually appeared in his palms.

The treetops moved again, and his palms vibrated lightly, and the leaves and petals in the sky suddenly vibrated and slowly fell downward.

The leaves and fiery red petals are much brighter than the cherry blossoms in the sky, and in the bright sunshine, they are like fire butterflies dancing in spring.

Zhuo Bufan's eyes condensed, and suddenly he felt that the chill was even heavier, and it seemed to be dozens of times violent in an instant, faint, as if Yinghua was descending from the sky, surging towards Zhuo Bufan!

At the same time, in Zhuo Bufan's sight, he felt that the sunlight seemed to dim, as if it had been absorbed by something in an instant, and a cold current that froze through people's hearts rose straight from Zhuo Bufan's tail vertebrae, killing all the way, unstoppable, and it was about to freeze the power of Zhuo Bufan's fire butterfly in an instant.

Taoist talismans?

Zhuo Bufan raised his eyebrows, he remembered that Xu Lao had told him, he glanced at the blind man in Tsing Yi with a little astonishment, and then raised his hands to his chest with a smile and made a joint movement, but his hands were raised extremely gently, like a lotus flower blooming on his chest.

The index fingers of both hands are hooked with each other, and the tail fingers are slowly separated from the crowd, like a certain handprint of Buddhism, don't forget, the "palmistry encyclopedia" that Xu Lao once gave him!

Knuckle!

"Damn! It's all said that it is the complete set of knuckle arrays!" Xu Lao spat again, he was not strict enough to be a teacher! Xu Lao looked up to the sky and roared without tears.

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