In a blink of an eye, everyone came to the six monks. Except for the monk with barbecue, the other monks sat cross-legged, holding rosary beads in their hands, and kept chanting: Amitabha.

This scene is really interesting, and the monk actually barbecued meat.

"Are you a Shaolin monk? When did Shaolin monks also eat barbecue? Zheng Yabin sat carelessly next to the barbecue monk, staring at the large piece of barbecue with a bright light in his eyes. If you guessed correctly, it must be the meat of a snow leopard. On the top of this kind of ice and snowy mountain, only snow leopards are the most common, and their meat is also the freshest, fragrant and crispy.

"Amitabha, I am Shaolin Yuankong. Meeting is fate. I have a bag of wine here, please taste it." Yuankong said, then took off an animal skin wine bag from his waist and handed it to Zheng Yabin.

Ye Xiaofeng was speechless. It was so ancient! Without the use of a large-capacity wine bottle, it actually had animal skin wine bags. However, this person was terrible, with extremely high cultivation level, and had reached the ninth level of the innate nature. The foundation of each sect is really powerful! Ye Xiaofeng sighed.

"Thank you." Zheng Yabin said, took the wine bag casually, and then took a sip.

After drinking that sip of wine, his face flushed and his eyes burst out with a sharp fluctuation of spiritual energy.

Swish, Zheng Yabin put the wine bag on the snow beside him, and his body disappeared as soon as he moved. After a while, a loud sound rang out.

"Don't worry, don't worry, this pot of wine is brewed with precious medicinal materials and rare spiritual fruits. It contains too much spiritual energy. The donor just now drank a lot of wine. He couldn't control the spiritual energy. If he didn't vent it, he might be injured." Yuankong explained.

"So that's how it is. I scared me. I thought you were a bad person." Dugu Xiaoxiu said.

"Amitabha, this female donor, is ethereal and kind, and has a connection with my Buddha. If you can escape into the monk, it will definitely be a happy event." Yuankong shook his head and said, looking at Dugu Xiaoxiu.

"I don't want it! You look so ugly." Dugu Xiaoxiu said, spitting out her little fragrant tongue.

Yuankong's mouth twitched slightly, and Ye Xiaofeng couldn't help laughing.

Hearing Ye Xiaofeng's laughter, Yuankong turned his gaze to Ye Xiaofeng, his eyes lit up, "This donor, you,,,"

"Stop, stop, do you want to say that I have wisdom and have a connection with my Buddha. If I can escape into the monk, I will no longer be troubled by the world?" Before Yuankong could finish speaking, Ye Xiaofeng interrupted him.

"This donor is really destined to be with me Buddha! I can understand at a glance. I wonder what the donor is thinking?" Yuankong stared at Ye Xiaofeng and asked.

"Don't, I don't have the hobby of being a monk. Even if I'm willing, I don't even want a wife." Ye Xiaofeng said with a smile, then walked to the seat where Zheng Yabin just sat, turned his head to Ouyang Yuqian and Mu Yunxiang and said, "Sit down and roast the fire."

"Amitabha, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, why can't the donor see through it?" Yuantong sighed and said, as if he was really a master who saw through everything.

"Since you say that form is emptiness, and emptiness is form, then what does secular sentient beings have to enter Buddha or not enter Buddha?" Ye Xiaofeng said with a faint smile.

After saying that, Ye Xiaofeng picked up the wine bag on the ground, opened it and started drinking. He took a sip, but he felt that the spiritual energy in the wine was extremely thick, and the fatigue along the way had dissipated. Suddenly, a huge spiritual energy burst out. Fortunately, Ye Xiaofeng was prepared. With a huge amount of true energy, the spiritual energy was all refined and entered every part of the body, transforming the strength of the body.

"The donor has good cultivation." Seeing Ye Xiaofeng take a big sip of wine, Yuankong exclaimed without any reaction.

"You have a good cultivation level, you are so good at drinking!" Ye Xiaofeng sighed, took another sip, and then said, "Master Yuankong, it's fate that we meet. I'll treat this bag of wine as a gift to me, thank you."

Before Ye Xiaofeng could agree, he said thank you and stuffed it into the small bag Ouyang Yuqian was carrying.

Seeing Ye Xiaofeng's rapid movement, Yuankong was shocked and felt ache in his heart. This was something he had tricked from his uncle. He didn't even want to take a few sips. He just saw that the young man was on the verge of breaking through, and he was a person of true nature. He was very keen on his appetite, so he let him take a sip. Just as he was about to put away his precious wine, Ye Xiaofeng sat over and drank it unceremoniously. The most important thing was that he robbed all the wine. He knew that he had already obtained it and could not even come back, and he felt helpless.

At this time, Dugu Xing, Dugu Xiaoxiu and the others sat over and introduced each other. The six monks were all young people. Except for Yuankong, the first young man in Shaolin, these five monks were real monks. They did not drink or eat meat. When they saw Yuankong barbecue, they quickly chanted: Amitabha.

After a while, a shocking momentum emanated.

"Hahaha,, I finally broke through." A low voice came, and in a moment, a figure rushed over. His casual clothes were covered with ice particles, and his slightly long hair was like a bird's nest, but his eyes were shining with a look of excitement.

"What are you looking at? Are you jealous? I know, gaga." Zheng Yabin walked over and sat next to Ye Xiaofeng, turned his head and said to Yuankong, "Thank you, Master Yuankong."

"No need to thank you. The donor has a fate with my Buddha. It is also appropriate to give you an opportunity, Amitabha Buddha." Yuankong said lightly.

After a few words, Ye Xiaofeng already knew this Yuankong's personality. Although he was a monk, he did everything when drinking, eating meat, gambling, and even looked like a monk who looked compassionate and Amitabha Buddha. He was really a top-notch.

Zheng Yabin talks a lot, and nine out of ten sentences are fake. The two are together, one is very whispering, and the other is kind-hearted, but he is talking about romantic affairs in the world, but he looks very reasonable.

It’s really a fate to be together!

After a while, Yuankong roasted the half of the snow leopard meat and then divided it up for everyone. The other five little monks did not want it, and they kept chanting some scriptures.

Yuankong was eating meat in big mouthfuls and talking about Buddhist principles. This inappropriate behavior almost made everyone laugh.

"Mr. Yuankong is very fond of my appetite. No matter what his identity is, can't monks eat meat? Yes!" Zheng Yabin took a hard bite and said.

"What the donor said is that wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart. As long as there is a Buddha in his heart, Amitabha Buddha." Yuankong said, and then started chewing it in big mouths.

As he said literary words, he ate meat with big mouthfuls. This is indeed an alternative.

"Do you know what Buddha is?" Ye Xiaofeng asked casually.

"What is Buddha?" Yuankong was slightly stunned, with a little confused in his eyes, and shook his head, "I don't know, and I have never thought about it."

"You don't know what Buddha is, why can Buddha stay in your heart?" Ye Xiaofeng asked again. This is not because Ye Xiaofeng is familiar with Buddhist principles. He doesn't understand anything, he just wants to make things difficult for Yuankong.

"The donor Ye Xiaofeng is indeed destined to be with my Buddha. He was able to ask such a simple and profound word, Amitabha."

Dizzy, I just asked randomly. Could this monk be thrusting his head! Ye Xiaofeng thought to himself.
Chapter completed!