Everyone laughed when they saw the little monk Bao Yaxue stuttering. The laughter of "Hahaha..." resounded throughout the cabin. The two leopards also grinned, stood on the shoulders of the monk, shaking hard.
The big tail behind him.
At 10 noon, the helicopter in the air suddenly slowed down and kept lying next to the porthole and looked at the little monk outside. Suddenly pointed out the window and shouted in surprise: "I'm here... I'm here, I... my temple...
…It’s right below!” He turned his head and looked into the cabin with a red face. He looked excited tears flashed in his two shiny black eyes.
At this time, the pilot's voice also sounded in the cabin: "Col. Wan has arrived at the temple. The courtyard of the temple is very large. You can land directly. Should you land immediately?"
Wan Lin heard the pilot's report and immediately ordered to the microphone at his mouth: "Okay, pay attention to safety and land directly in the yard." "Yes." As the pilot's answer, the helicopter slowly fell down.
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At this time, the little monk had already stood up and lay behind the porthole. His eyes were fixed on the halls that were becoming clearer outside the cabin. He shouted loudly with a crying voice: "I... my master, master...
Senior brother... is right at the entrance of the hall!" The boy then turned around in tears and wanted to run towards the cabin door.
Feng Dao, who was sitting next to him, hugged the boy and shouted, "The plane is landing, don't move!" He then hugged the excited boy hard.
The helicopter slowly landed in the spacious courtyard of the Supernatural Temple. The machine gunman Wang Dali stood beside the cabin door and opened it. A bright light immediately shot into the somewhat dim cabin from outside the cabin door.
As soon as Wang Dali opened the cabin door, a small black shadow had already rushed out of the cabin door. The little monk broke free from the wind knife and rushed out of the cabin like black smoke. A heart-wrenching shout followed the roaring propeller.
The sound rang out: "Master..."
Amid the crying of the little monk, Wan Lin and his group of people's eyes were red! Wan Lin stood up silently and waved his right hand to Cheng Ru and the others at the cabin door. He held a sniper rifle and strode towards the cabin.
Walking to the door, Cheng Ru and his men quickly grabbed the arms of Zhang Wa and the wounded men and stood up, and helped them walk behind Wan Lin.
Wan Lin and his group got out of the helicopter and saw that under the steps of a tall and solemn hall, the little monk hugged the Master Changtian in a monk's robe, making a whimpering cry in his mouth, and his mouth was still full of clumps.
He stuttered his longing.
Next to them was a strong monk holding a long stick. They looked at the junior brother who was holding his master tightly, and their eyes were filled with tears.
Obviously, the helicopter that suddenly landed from the air had already alarmed the three masters and apprentices in the temple. Jingheng's two senior brothers quickly picked up sticks and protected the master and walked out of the hall.
The roar of the helicopter gradually stopped, and the temple suddenly became quiet, and only the excited cry of the little monk echoed in the temple.
At this moment, a deafening leopard roar suddenly rang out from the steps of the temple, and a majestic big leopard suddenly jumped out of the dim hall. It looked up at Wan Lin and the group of people, and let out a mighty roar.
, then you will jump up and down the high steps.
Before the ferocious big leopard could jump off the steps, two small shadows, one yellow and one white, had already emerged from Xiaoya and Lingling's arms. The big leopard could see that it was a small flower at a glance, and a look of surprise appeared in its eyes.
Quickly retract the raised front paws.
It then looked at Xiaobai, who was rushing towards him with red light in his eyes, and lay on the steps in front of the hall, his huge body trembling slightly.
Xiaohua saw the big leopard staring at Xiaobai in fear. She landed in front of the leopard and raised her right claw to Xiaobai who was falling beside her and gestured for a while, then raised her big tail and shook it at the big leopard.
Xiaobai saw Xiaohua's appearance and immediately understood that this was Xiaohua's friend. It quickly withdrew the red light from its eyes, opened its big mouth and shook its tail hard at the big leopard. The two leopards then jumped up and stood.
On the back of the big leopard.
When Wan Lin saw Cheng Ru and his group of people walking down behind him, he focused his eyes at Master Changtian with tears in his eyes and shouted loudly: "Line, stand at attention..., salute!"
Changtian was lowering his head and kindly stroking the little monk's bald head. He heard the shouts from the front and raised his head, and then he saw a group of fully armed soldiers standing in front of the helicopter.
He was stunned, looking at the group of faces, covered with smoke and dust, and several soldiers with bandages on his body, his two snow-white eyebrows suddenly trembled a few times. He really didn't expect
, my little apprentice will bring so many people back, and there are so many mighty soldiers!
He then gently pushed away the little monk in front of him, bowed and bowed to salute with both hands, and whispered: "Amitabha!" The two senior brothers of the little monk also looked at the group of soldiers who were raising their hands to salute, and quickly put them down.
After the long stick in their hands, they also folded their hands together and bowed to salute with the master.
Master Changtian's voice was not loud, but in the empty temple, there were bursts of "buzzing" echoes. The tall buildings in the temple were all in the echoes, and a dust fog fell down.
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Cheng Ru and his group of people who came here for the first time, heard the deep internal force of this voice, and everyone stared at the old monk with a look of astonishment in their eyes.
They all heard Wan Lin and Feng Dao say that the young monk's master was very old, but they didn't expect that the old man had such a deep internal strength, and his sound was neither fast nor slow, but it sounded in everyone's ears like thunder.
Wan Lin put down his arm and strode to Master Changtian. He took off the helmet from his head, looked at Master Changtian and said with a smile: "Old Master, do you still don't recognize Wanlin?" The wind knife behind him was also
Walk forward with a smile.
Master Changtian looked up at Wan Lin and Feng Dao. He suddenly took a step forward and shouted in surprise: "It turns out to be Wan Xiao Donor, Feng Donor. I didn't expect you to bring Jingheng back together, Amitabha!" He
Then he grabbed Wan Lin's arm.
The two senior brothers of the little monk also recognized Wan Lin and Feng Dao. They rushed to Feng Dao and grabbed Feng Dao's arms excitedly. The two of them took a step back and clasped their hands together again.
Feng Dao bowed and kept muttering "Amitabha Buddha."
At this time, the little monk raised his hand to wipe away the tears from his face, pulled the master's arm excitedly and shouted: "Master...Master, I...my senior brothers and sisters, all... come and see...
You guys."
He followed Xiaoya and the group of people shouted anxiously: "This... this is my master and two senior brothers, you... you... come here quickly!"