Fahai has selfish intentions to judge the dragon body to Fairy Lingmeng.

There is nothing else, Fahai wants to see his grandfather.

Fahai wanted to find my grandfather and asked, what kind of activity do you mentioned are the activity methods?

Why has seventeen years passed and there is no news!

Do you know that I have been waiting for seventeen years. Every night when I fall asleep, I always think about you coming back to pick me up!

However, over the past seventeen years, all I have gained is disappointment.

"Ga"

The crane roared a long time, bringing Fahai's resentment and obsession back to reality. When facing him, he only saw the clouds clear and the mist dissipated, the mountain streams, the peaks, the foothills, the mountainsides, the exquisite fairy pavilions, the majestic fairy palaces, and the continuous fairy courts. He jumped into his eyes. Under the immortal platform, the flowing clouds and white waterfalls went down and hit the water three thousand feet, which was very spectacular.

Fahai pulled the corner of the abbot's clothes, "Master, is our Pure Land Buddhism the same way?"

The abbot glanced at the Lingshan Waterfall, looked at the hundreds of thousands of cultivators all over the mountain, and smiled with a flower, "The Pure Land is very big."

Is the Pure Land very big?

What's the meaning?

At this time, Fairy Lingmeng, who was stepping on the crane on one side, approached and said, "Two masters, the journey is exhausted. I have sent the elders to set up a greeting banquet in the Xianle Hall to greet the two. When tomorrow, I will send the Jindan ancestor to come out of seclusion and discuss the price of the dragon body with the two."

Fahai smiled and said, "Amitabha, I'm disturbing your sect."

Fairy Lingmeng said, "Xianhe, take two masters to the Xianle Palace, little master, master, there will be a date later."

A three-meter-high crane was circling and circling, carrying Fahai and the abbot to fly towards a fairy mountain. Behind Fahai, dozens of cranes were carrying a hundred-meter-long dragon body soaring in the sky. The terrifying dragon body flew past the sky of the Northern Sect. All the Northern Sect monks looked up at the dragon body with crazy expressions and couldn't help but be ecstatic. They thought that the ancestor of their sect killed the evil dragon, and Fairy Lingmeng seemed to have no intention of clarification. Fahai understood that the Northern Sect wanted this misunderstanding. They wanted to encourage their sect's momentum and surpass the Southern Sect.

Regarding this trick of the Northern School, the abbot just said together, "Fahai, monks are indifferent and clear-minded, and don't be bound by the last few things here."

Fahai joined hands, "Fahai understands."

For the master, he can lose his dragon body. As for whom he killed the evil dragon's reputation, he doesn't care at all.

The abbot doesn't care, what are I worried about?

Finally, the cranes stopped in front of an extremely large giant alchemy Hulu Mountain platform. Hundreds of spiritual cranes had already swung and soared on the gourd immortal platform. There were at least five or six hundred people on the platform. The formation was arranged, and the golden plaque was written on it.

The crane fell down, but saw the fairy fairy of five or six hundred people bowing down on the immortal platform, and the sound was like a hundred spirits, and the sound was pleasant to the sky.

"The Beikun School welcomes the master!"

"The Beikun Sect welcomes the Lord!"

“…”

The abbot's golden pattern and white background robe were flying, his white beard was elegant, and his endless master style made Fahai envious. This was the strength!

The Thousand People's Cards, the master of the South, must bow down in front of our abbot!

At this moment, Fahai felt that perhaps, practicing Buddhism is also a good choice.

At this moment, an elder of Beikun Sect in front of him walked out and laughed in harmony, "I have seen the master in the false alchemy realm! Please enter the palace!"

Fahai and the abbot entered the Fairy Music Hall with the elders. The decorations in the hall all expressed the elegance and elegance of the Immortal Gate, exquisite jade corals, grape luminous cups, delicacies and fairies, and it can be said that immortals enjoy this way.

It's just a little bit, I can't eat enough.

The things in the Immortal Sect are so bad that they can't eat enough.

As night fell, the abbot fell asleep in the Accord, but Fahai couldn't sleep left and right, so he just stood up and walked out.

Outside the fairy pavilion, there was a moonlight and a star was sparse. A fairy was guarding the update not far away with a sword on her back. The fairy turned around and looked at the handsome little monk as beautiful as a demon, and smiled, "Little Master, is there anything wrong?"

Fahai looked at Fairy Lingmeng and smiled, "Amitabha, why don't the fairy go to rest at such a night?"

Fairy Lingmeng smiled and said, "The elder was afraid that some of his blind disciples would accidentally break into the mountain and disrupt the master's purity, so he asked me to wait here."

"Is this true?" Fahai said, "That's really annoying Fairy Lingmeng."

Fairy Lingmeng had a very handsome view of Hai, and spoke gracefully and could not help but feel more favorable. She said curiously, "My little master, who are you and your master?"

Where is the sacred place? It seems that Qinghe Temple is hidden very deeply, and then I think of the Pure Land Buddhism Sect.

Fahai and Xiao pointed at the West, smiling without saying a word.

Fairy Lingmeng murmured, "Do you come from the West? Legend has it that there is a huge continent overseas in the West, called Shengzhou, and Buddhism above is prosperous, no wonder it is so powerful."

Fahai Road, "Donor, can you ask if there is a monk named An Chunqiu in your sect?"

Ling Meng hesitated after hearing this, "I sent nearly 300,000 monks. I'm afraid it's not easy to investigate one person. I dare to ask the master, did An Chunqiu offend the master?"

"I didn't offend me." Fahai said, "It's just that my master and I came to the southern country and received some soup of the An family's good hall. My Buddhist sect advocates that you will repay your kindness. I heard that there was a monk in the An family practicing in this northern sect, so I wanted to know about it."

"That's it!" Ling Meng smiled, "I'm sure I'm going to hide it. An Chunqiu, I know that this person's spiritual roots are mixed spiritual roots. He has been in the Qi training stage for seventy years, but he is still in the Qi training stage. Now he is serving in the Pepsi Palace."

Fahai, "I wonder if the fairy can take me to meet this donor An? I want to thank him in person for the master."

Fairy Lingmeng smiled and said, "Of course, fairy!"

Jump—

The crane sang long and carried Fahai and Fairy Lingmeng to leave the immortal platform. In the accord, the candlelight shone brightly. The abbot meditated in the cushion, staring at the direction of Fahai and Fairy Lingmeng leaving, and recited, "How can you escape into the monks and cut off the previous fate? Only by having no worries can you enter my Pure Land, Amitabha, good, good, good."

Speaking of this, the abbot got up and walked to the Accord living room with an oil lamp in his hand. He said in a silence, "Donor, come, let's show up."

A laughter came, echoing in the wing room, "The master has profound magic power, the ancestor of the Northern School, the sixth level of the moon Taoist in Jindan, he is polite."

The candlelight in the abbot's hand appeared and was disillusioned. The abbot said slowly, "Where is the fellow Taoist coming, he is so murderous. Isn't it because I have a grudge with you?"

The laughter was lingering, "There is no revenge, but there are some harems. A few days ago, my junior brother killed the evil dragon, but disappeared. Yue checked the southern country and there were very few monks who could kill the golden elixir. She thought she could not find someone to kill my junior brother, but who expected that you, Master, have exposed it yourself, you shouldn't have killed the evil dragon!"

The abbot pinched the Buddhist beads with his hands, neither slow nor hurry, "Since the donor's wish, will I fight for my life and death with me today?"

The Golden Dan Ancestor's voice was as powerful as thunder, "Bald donkey, you are dead today!"

The abbot said in harmony, "The donor spoke wildly and did not take me seriously at all. Forget it, since the donor insisted on seeking death, I will fulfill your wish!"
Chapter completed!