The clouds of the stream first rise, and the morning sun shines all over the sky.
A monk in white fell from the sky, his golden body shining. All Buddhist believers in Guyue City knelt down, chanting scriptures silently while kowtowing.
Ning Kunlun held a squid, bent his front knee slightly, and looked at the monk vigilantly.
He will not relax his guard even before he determines his foe and foe.
Old Wu looked calm. He looked at the monk in white, as if he was looking at an old friend who had been reunited after leaving.
Ye Junlin, Liu Cai and Liang Bufan's faces were not only amazed, but also more curious.
The young men always have a pure or naive vision of the world. They think that the monks in white are extremely cool and hope that one day they can also appear in front of the world in such a cool way.
They really couldn't figure out what reason was such a sacred monk who couldn't get along with them?
The same is true.
Most of the people in life are still good people. Those insignificant evil heretics, gangsters, bandits and robbers are just a few.
The Taoist robe of a monk in white was a bit strange. It was neither a monk's robe nor a Taoist robe. It was inconsistent between the two. He raised his hand, drew a cross on his chest, and said in a deep voice: "Amitabha."
The moment he raised his hand, a greasy thing slipped out of his spotless lichen sleeves.
Ye Junlin fixed his eyes and turned out to be a chicken leg.
The monk in white was embarrassed and leaned over to pick it up, slapped the dust, and put it back into his sleeves.
The three slutty years were boring, and their "respect" for this master disappeared.
Ning Kunlun saw the monk's appearance clearly, smiled slightly, swept back, and bowed to the monk.
"Ning Kunlun, I've seen the monk."
The monk in white leaned over and gave a gift, and took the title of "Divine Monk" without hesitation.
"Brother Ning, are you sure this guy is not a 'street fraud'?" Liu Cai approached Ning Kunlun's ear and asked carefully.
Ning Kunlun smiled but said nothing, but Lu Mian clenched his fist, making Liu Cai's face full of peach blossoms.
"Let you talk nonsense! Let you talk nonsense!"
Liu Cai looked at Lu Mian in a daze, not realizing it.
"My aunt, where did I say it wrong?"
Liang Bufan looked at Liu Cai, who was covered in a bag but didn't dare to fight back, and suddenly felt that the man in love was really pitiful.
“It’s good to be single.”
Liang Bufan patted Ning Kunlun on the shoulder.
"In the past few days, I've been asking General Ning to take care of his little girl." The monk in white gave a Buddhist tribute and thanked him.
"You are kind to you, but it's just a little effort."
Lu Mian pouted and walked to the monk in white, looking like a child who did something wrong.
The monk in white stroked Lu Mian's eyebrows gently, with a loving face.
"Hey, Liu Cai, get up quickly, that old monk takes advantage of your wife."
"What?"
Liu Cai jumped up with anger, "I'll go, what did you say?"
Not far away, Lu Mian held the monk's arm and looked extremely intimate.
"Beast, let that girl go!" Liu Cai rushed away, adding: "Let me do it!"
A thunder exploded on the ground, and the monk in white waved his sleeves lightly, and a golden light imprisoned Liu Cai in it.
"Dad, he is Liu Cai." Lu Mian's cheeks suddenly flushed, he lowered his head and stared at his toes: "He is mine... mine..."
The monk in white raised his head and laughed. He gently posed Lu Mian's head and said, "Oh, that's it, Dad understands."
Lu Mian had a pretty face, as red as a ripe apple.
"Caicai, why don't you call dad quickly?"
"Dad?" Liu Cai was confused.
Whatever and what, I don’t know how powerful it is!
Liu Cai stared at the monk in white with a confused look on his face.
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From Jin State to the west, there is a temple that is famous in Qingxiao, which is called "Salvation of the World".
There are tens of thousands of monks in the temple, and all of them have profound Buddhist teachings. From the East Qi to the West Qin, from the South Chu to the North Yan. Wherever there are people, they will definitely be seen.
Buddhism is boundless and has outstanding cultivation. The monks of the "Jishi Temple" have been able to save many wild grass for thousands of years.
More than ten years ago, a "anomaniac" appeared in Jishi Temple. He was a very talented young man. Since returning from the Sanli Huangsha, he actually ate meat, drank wine, married a wife, and gave birth to a daughter.
If the presidency had not tried his best to protect him at that time, I would have been afraid that the monk would have been driven out of the "Jishi Temple".
It is said that on the day the monk's daughter was born, Jishi Temple was a thousand miles away and red light filled the sky.
The monk in white hugged his daughter in his arms and cried with joy. He climbed cross-legged into the air, staring proudly at the wind and clouds, and his cultivation level was as high as the "Xuan Zun".
On the Qingxiao Martial Arts List, monks ranked seventh, and people call him the "white-clothed monk" - Lv Dangxin.
People in the world practice Taoism but do not cultivate their minds, but I only cultivate their mind but do not cultivate their minds.
With a wave of Lu Dangxin's sleeves, the golden light around Liu Cai suddenly dissipated.
The two old and the young looked at each other, but they looked at each other speechlessly.
Liu Cai looked at the spotless monk who was so dirty that he couldn't say a word.
"Such awesome person is really my father-in-law?" Liu Cai was still a little fluttering.
It was like a 999-pound "gold pie" fell from the sky, and it hit him in a "crack" and instantly knocked him unconscious.
Lu Dangxin's gaze fell on Ye Junlin, and sighed inexplicably.
"You can only occupy eight dou for the fortune of the seventeen countries in the Spring and Autumn Period."
Ye Junlin was inexplicably surprised. Old Wu opened his mouth, smiled slightly, and showed his yellow teeth.
Lu Don't worry starts Kunlun, and the "Juque Sword" behind Ye Junlin floats into his hands.
Lu Donxin drew his sword out of the sheath, and the golden sword light spread across the sky.
"Young man, you owe the 'Xuanyuan National Weapon', such a great favor."
Ye Junlin was neither humble nor arrogant, and his lips moved slightly: "I will give him the next day."
Lu Dangxin smiled slightly: "Young man, have courage."
Liu Cai finally followed Lu Mian and chose love without hesitation in the face of career and love.
A hundred years of life, only 36,500 days can be saved. If you can live comfortably, it is the best career in the world.
"Jun Lin, Bufan, I will practice with my father-in-law. In the future, I will be a hero of a generation. After the Qingxiao Wushu, I, Liu Cai, will occupy a place."
Liu Cai waved at Ye Junlin, and his words were passionate.
Liang Bufan's voice burst out loud: "You kid can be the martial arts review. How can Junlin and I be weaker than you?"
"Okay." Liu Cai laughed heartily: "Then we agreed that in three years, at most, we will look down on the sky together!"
"A word is certain!" The three young men clapped their high-fives: "At that time, no matter whether it is Qin or Jin, the entire Qingxiao will let us three brothers stand out!"
Lu Dangxin held Lu Mian with his left hand and smiled slightly, as gentle as the warm sun in winter.
Old Wu looked at the three heroic teenagers with slightly moist eyes. He seemed to have seen this scene several years ago.
"Young people today are so naive. They even dreamed that we had back then."