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

Director Zhang didn't know if he should be throwing his hands now.

But unfortunately, he was still sad about autumn and spring. Zhuo Bufan and Fan Yun had ignored him and walked into the temple together, as if he was just a follower. As well, Fan Yun and Zhuo Bufan were both cultivators and had strong identity backgrounds. If Zhuo Bufan didn't say that, even Fan Yun had a place in the CPPCC!

Otherwise, they wouldn't even have certificates from the Taiwan Affairs Office of the State Council, and they are also directors of the Buddhist Association.

So neither of them value Director Zhang very much. After getting off the car, they turned around and walked into the temple. If others didn't pay attention, they would really regard Director Zhang as a follower.

The two of them made Director Zhang grit their teeth when they saw this. But not long after, Director Zhang's face flashed with a fierce look, and finally he followed Zhuo Bufan quickly like a follower.

Sometimes, when the opportunity comes, if you don’t take the initiative, don’t blame life!

Although Zhuo Bufan is a great plague god, if he can borrow a trace of his power from the great plague god, Director Zhang will have the opportunity to rise straight. If he wants to have a little relationship with the Zhuo family, he must have the courage to pay the price!

Director Zhang is betting on his life.

When he walked to the temple gate, Zhuo Bufan admired Monk Fanyun, who rose up. This is at the foot of the western mountain in Beijing. Tianleiyin Branch Temple is located on the southern foot of the West Mountain, facing north and south. There is also a small artificial Wanghu Lake in the east. The temple is built along the mountain and hidden among the green pines and bamboos. It has a solemn and simplicity that comes to his face.

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

Although this place is not a Tallinn resort, after being dressed by the old monk Fanyun, he has some capital to pretend to be a god.

He took a deep breath, not sure if he was born to be uninterested in monks, or if he had no wisdom at all, but as soon as he entered the temple, he felt a little awkward, as if there was a heavy breath in the air oppressing him.

It made him feel very upset.

Then when I looked up, I saw the new mountain gate of the temple, with a flat wall above it. There was also a horizontal plaque on the door frame, with four big words "Tianleiyin Temple".

These four characters are written smoothly, but there is a strong aura between the strokes, like a certain immortal. He stands in the clouds and drinks the nectar and jade liquid, and then waves the wolf's hair after drinking. The ink treasures left behind.

"What's wrong?" Fan Yun noticed Zhuo Bufan's abnormality and asked involuntarily.

"It's nothing, I just think the writing angle is very good." Zhuo Bufan subconsciously praised.

"The 'angle' of writing is very good?" Fan Yun was stunned at first, and then asked, "What's the good thing?"

Master Fanyun seemed very interested, but behind Zhuo Bufan, Zhang was not up or down. He was not up or down, and he followed behind his butt to eat dust.

"Damn it! Of course my angle is good! Why don't you try it!" Director Zhang hated Fan Yun. It's okay, why are you talking so much? Director Zhang happened to walk up to the mountain gate and the ground. He had no advantage in height, and after these two steps, his face was suspected to be facing his buttocks!

But he didn't dare to go up to the two steps! These two steps were like natural barriers, blocking him.

This is a matter of position!

"It feels like I was written standing in the sky." Zhuo Bufan was a little meaningful.

"In the sky!? Hahaha..." Fan Yun laughed, Zhuo Bufan, you really have wisdom!

Amid the laughter, Fan Yun took Zhuo Bufan into the mountain gate. The two of them first walked along the Main Hall and the Ten Thousand Buddha Hall. When they were about to reach the Dharma Realm Palace, Fan Yun suddenly waved his hand and turned around, leading him into a villa next to him.

Director Zhang, who was following behind, also wanted to go in, but Fan Yun turned his head and smiled, and was stunned on the spot and stopped moving.

"Master, it seems that it is not good for you to use your supernatural powers to deal with ordinary people." Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but smile. This was a violation of the false precepts.

"Donor Zhuo, you are wrong. I am not a magical power, but a hypnosis technique, so it's not considered breaking the precepts." Fan Yun suddenly laughed thief, feeling like the madam who picked up money, which made Zhuo Bufan get goosebumps all over.

While talking, the two of them stepped into the villa one by one.

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

A man was wearing blue clothes and stood there as stable as a rock. He looked like a fifty years old and looked ordinary, but he gave people a strange atmosphere and a bit retro feeling.

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

Only white eyes and no eyeballs, this person is actually a blind man!

But this blind man is not simple. On him, Zhuo Bufan felt a light gray cyclone flowing, and he turned out to be a cultivator in the Void Pill stage!

No wonder Fan Yun wanted to take action with him.

And beside this man was a young man. His eyes looked sharp when he looked at him, shaving his face like a knife, and his strength was even more advanced than the blind man in blue clothes 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 the two Void Pill Stages. Are you asking me to help you fight hard? Our relationship has not been so good yet!

"Tsk! The profession of monks is the most boring. Once you can't beat it, you can ask for foreign aid. It's also called "Slaying demons and eliminating demons and supporting justice in the world! It's already a bargain for you to fight two of you, but he didn't want you to fight one by one, and then standing behind and watching the show is great!" Mr. Xu said resentfully, as if he had enjoyed this kind of treatment before.

"No? This old monk is so sinister?" Mo Xiaoye exclaimed. This completely subverted what she had seen on TV before. The old monk was merciful and merciful.

"Watch TV series less." Xin Huang immediately started to correct the situation at the right time. Young people must establish a correct outlook on life from childhood. Xin Huang sighed in his heart.

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

He is a thin and tall man with a dark skin, covered with inexplicable white cloth, as if he was wearing mourning clothes, and it seemed to be the custom of a minority.

The dark-skinned man glared at Zhuo Bufan coldly, and Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but frown. He felt that a yin aura was approaching him, and the chaotic soul fire in his body couldn't help but get ready.

"Master is a good method." The blind man in Qingyi on the opposite side suddenly spoke, "There is such a master as a backing."

"Are we going to start now?" asked the blind man in Qingyi.

"Start." Zhuo Bufan said without waiting for Monk Fanyun to speak, he said in a hurry.

"Just like me, we are in a hurry. We will go to visit the cultural relics and historical sites in Beijing later. Uncle Qing, hurry up, get things and leave quickly if you win." The young man next to him suddenly interrupted, then he pushed his mouth and signaled the blind man in Qingyi to take action quickly.

Damn! You are in a hurry too? Zhuo Bufan was speechless and looked at Master Fanyun with resentment. Master, you are so despicable! You bet with someone, you actually lied to me to exchange ideas!

The blind man in Qingyi nodded, and suddenly his fingers with protruding joints rubbed his hand bones. Then he bounced, and a bamboo leaf flew out from the bamboo branches in the corner of the courtyard wall, tangling towards Zhuo Bufan like a sharp blade.

Zhuo Bufan's eyelids twitched. In his eyes, the bamboo leaves did not look like sharp blades, but turned into a crisp chill, like a meteor crossing the sky, hitting him.

Zhuo Bufan didn't want to expose his chaotic soul fire, so he had to flash his eyebrows. The spring water butterfly turned into an arc of fire and quickly turned into an arc of fire. Then his index finger stood slightly towards the sky, forming a mountain seal as if it was still. Only a muffled sound came from the air, and the bamboo leaves blew into the air.

The blind man in green opened his mouth, sighed slightly, and looked up suddenly, as if a cold light flashed by. The plum trees in the courtyard suddenly shaking, just like a gust of wind coming from the branches of the treetops.

He stood up slightly, and the blind man in Qingyi gently separated his left and right hands, and a whirlwind appeared gradually in his palms.

When the treetops moved again, his palms lit up, and the leaves and petals in the sky suddenly vibrated and slowly fell downwards.

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

Zhuo Bufan's eyes froze, and suddenly he felt the chill became heavier, as if it had become dozens of times fierce in an instant. It was vague, as if it was coming to Zhuo Bufan like a beautiful flower falling from the sky!

At the same time, in Zhuo Bufan's sight, he felt that the sunlight seemed to dim, as if it was absorbed by something in an instant. A cold current that was frozen into the heart rose straight from Zhuo Bufan's tailbone, and came all the way, unstoppable, and in an instant it would frozen Zhuo Bufan's fire butterfly power.

Taoist talismans?

Zhuo Bufan raised his eyebrows. He remembered that Mr. Xu had told him that he glanced at the blind man in Qingyi with a little surprise. Then he smiled and raised his hands to his chest and made a clasp. However, his hands were lifted up particularly gently, like a lotus blooming on his chest.

The index fingers of both hands and index fingers connect each other, and the tail finger slowly leaves the crowd, like a certain handprint of Buddhism. Don’t forget the book “Palmography Collection” that Mr. Xu once gave him!

Knuckle array!

"Damn! I've said it's a complete collection of knuckle formations!" Mr. Xu sniffed again. The ending of being a teacher is not strict enough! Mr. Xu roared to the sky without tears.
Chapter completed!