In every move he makes, he possesses the most profound principles.
With each exhale and inhale, you can more easily control the majestic Dao Qi.
It's simply terrifying to an unimaginable level.
To say that he is a god is probably nothing more than that, right?
Could it be...
The old beggar's face changed again and again, and he didn't even know what color he should turn into.
"Could it be that this master is a god descending to earth?"
If not, the old beggar really couldn't imagine that a person could cultivate to the level of Ye Qingyun.
It's almost all I heard.
Even in the ancient times when legends and myths were everywhere, there were probably not many people who could compare with Ye Qingyun.
"You must not offend this person, you must make good friends with him!"
The old beggar secretly made up his mind to have a good relationship with Ye Qingyun.
"If I can get closer to this expert, it will definitely be of great benefit to me and the Beggar Clan!"
The old beggar looked at Ye Qingyun for a while.
Seeing whether he would wake up soon, he stopped peeking.
Bowing to Ye Qingyun in the sky, he expressed his gratitude and admiration to Ye Qingyun.
In the old beggar's view, although Ye Qingyun seemed to be asleep.
But he is definitely aware of everything around him.
Ye Qingyun must have known that he saluted him.
After saluting, the old beggar left.
And Ye Qingyun, who was taking a nap, didn't know anything at all.
He slept very comfortably.
In the dream, I was still peeping at a beautiful woman taking a shower.
When I fell asleep, my tears came out.
And at the foot of Fuyun Mountain.
A group of beggars holding bamboo sticks, tattered clothes, and unkempt heads slowly gathered.
There are about a hundred beggars.
The leader has a striking bald head and four rag bags tied around his waist.
Astonishingly, it was because I felt sorry for Ye Yun and Ling Xiaoxiao, the four-bag elders of the Beggar Clan.
At this moment, Goubuli led a group of beggars and came to the Shaolin Temple in a hurry.
In front of the Shaolin Temple, there was only an ordinary-looking young monk sweeping the floor with a broom.
Seeing so many beggars surrounding them, the young monk showed doubts.
"Amitabha, what do you do for each donor?"
Gou Li raised his hands, clasped his fists, and grinned.
"Master, we are disciples of the Beggar Clan. We are passing by Paocha and want to get some food to fill our stomachs."
The young monk was startled for a moment.
A beggar comes to your door and asks a monk for food?
This is really a rare thing.
However, the monks were compassionate, so the young monk didn't think much, nodded, turned around and ran into the temple.
The beggar was waiting outside.
after awhile.
The young monk came out again.
Holding a bag of grain in his hand.
"Amitabha, donor, please keep it. Our temple does not have much food, so we have to set aside some of it to help victims of disasters in various places. I hope the donor can forgive me."
As the young monk spoke, he handed the bag of grain to Gou Buli.
Gou Buli took the food and weighed it, a look of disdain suddenly appeared on his face.
"Just this little food? How many meals is enough for so many of us?"
The young monk was stunned.
He took out such a bag of grain out of his kindness as a monk.
I didn't expect the other party to be grateful to me, but I didn't expect Gou Buli to have such an attitude.
Gou Bu just threw the grain bag on the ground.
Suddenly the food was scattered all over the floor.
"Besides, we brothers not only need to eat food, but also eat meat!"
As soon as he said this, all the beggars started shouting.
"That's right! We want to eat meat!"
"It's been several days since I've eaten meat."
"Monk, stop talking nonsense and take out all your meat!"
...
The young monks were all stupid.
He clasped his hands together and recited a sin.
"In a Buddhist land, they are all monks, how can there be meat?"
Gou Li sneered.
"No meat? I see that all of you monks are fat and big-eared. I don't believe you don't eat meat on weekdays?"
"Are you reluctant to take it out? If you are not willing to take it out, then we stinky beggars will have to go in and rob it!"
As soon as these words came out, the young monk's expression changed drastically.
"How dare you do this?"
Gou Li didn't say anything. A skinny monkey-like beggar stood next to him and said with a smile: "Grandpa, I not only want to rob you, but I also want to beat you, a stinky bald donkey!"
Skinny Monkey people don't talk much.
He directly picked up the bamboo stick and hit the young monk.
The young monk stood motionless with his hands clasped together.
It seemed like he was about to accept his fate and be beaten.
Snapped!!!
But the bamboo stick was broken into two pieces.
And the skinny monkey beggar suddenly flew backwards.
Flying over the heads of the beggars.
It fell to the ground with a thud.
He fell directly and fell unconscious.
The shouts of the beggars suddenly stopped.
Everyone was stunned.
What the hell?
Why did the thin monkey fly out all of a sudden?
Still fell like this?
The beggars all turned their heads and looked at the young monk.
The latter still clasped his hands and lowered his head while silently chanting sutras.
It seems like he has done nothing and knows nothing.
"I didn't realize it, but you bald donkey still has a lot of time left!"
Gou Li narrowed his eyes and his face became gloomy.
He came to Shaolin Temple deliberately to cause trouble.
Because Gou Li has already inquired about it.
In this place with a radius of hundreds of miles, their beggar gang has the greatest power.
But the power of these Buddhist temples, headed by Shaolin Temple, cannot be underestimated.
And in comparison, it seems that these Buddhist monks are more popular than the beggars.
This is intolerable to everyone in the Beggar Clan.
The banner of their beggar gang is to serve the poor people in the world.
It should be supported by all people.
As a result, these monks were more popular than their beggar disciples.
Of course we can't tolerate it any longer.
So Gou Bu brought people here.
make trouble!
By the way, deal with Buddhist people.
But I didn't expect that this time, I would meet a hidden Buddhist master.
"superior!"
Gou Bu gave the order.
A dozen beggars behind him immediately rushed forward.
The young monk remained motionless.
Standing there and being beaten silently.
result.
The beggars were beaten until they were all out of breath and their hands and feet were weak.
But not even a hair on the young monk's head was hurt.
"His grandma's! It's really evil!"
The beggars were also a little frightened.
"Fuck me again!"
Gou Li couldn't keep his face off.
With a loud roar, more than twenty beggars rushed forward.
Beat up young monks.
After a while.
The beggars were so tired that they could no longer survive.
Breathing heavily, they backed away.
I don't dare to fight anymore.
Because they found that the young monk looked like a ghost.
It can't hurt him at all.
Their fists fell on the young monk as if they were hitting stones.
