He covered his heart, his old heart was a little hurt...
But soon, his eyes lit up: "This, this is Master Bingru's calligraphy treasure! I want to frame it on the bedside, burn incense and kneel down every day! It will definitely bring good luck!"
Yan Ru said happily.
In his eyes, this is not a curse word, it is clearly a golden sign!
When three thousand literary saints followed Kong Qiusu, he did not accept anyone as a disciple, nor did he leave anything behind.
Now!
I got his calligraphy treasure!
Joy falls from heaven!
Ha ha!
Yan Ru laughed, and he was about to say something: "Thank you, Master..."
Looking up, there was no one in front of me.
Xie Feng left long ago!
"Why are you leaving? Don't you want to chat for a while?" Yan Ru shook his head with emotion and continued to appreciate the paper ball as if he had found a treasure.
"Dong dong dong!"
Suddenly, a group of people came over from the opposite side. They were wearing uniform Buddhist robes, with bald heads and expressionless faces. They kept knocking wooden fish in their hands.
The sound was leisurely and carried far away.
"Amitabha!" The monks stopped. The leader looked at Yan Ru and asked mysteriously, "May I ask the donor if you can listen to a few words from this poor monk?"
Yan Ru frowned and asked warily: "Who are you?"
The monk put his palms together and said, "People from Buddha Island!"
Yan Ru asked: "If Buddhists don't go out to preach, why would they want to chat with me?"
The monk said: "Everything in the world, every plant, every tree, every living thing, can all listen to the words of Buddhism, and the same goes for donors!"
Yan Ru said: "You teach me Buddhism and Taoism. Are you willing to listen to Literary Taoism?!"
"Donor, you have regrets in your heart!"
The monk's eyes were like a torch, staring at Yan Ru, as if he could pry into his heart!
Yan Ru said nothing!
He rolled down his sleeves and wanted to get around the bunch of monks!
In the Taoist world, Buddhism and Taoism are very prosperous, especially in top areas, monks can be seen everywhere.
But the Literary people, because Literary Taoism is the most popular, so they reject Buddhism and Taoism! They think it is heresy!
Yan Ru turned around, and the monk said: "The poor monk can let the donor see the soldier Kong Qiusu!"
Yan Ru: "!!!"
His heart fluctuated!
Turning around, Yan Ru walked towards the monk and said, "What can I do?"
The monk smiled mysteriously.
at this point!
Ding~
A crisp and subtle ringtone rang!
Yan Ru's body trembled, his eyes gradually became blurred, and he stood there dumbfounded!
"Following the poor monk can make up for the regrets in your heart... Come on, go to that perfect place..."
The monk's voice is very seductive.
Yan Ru's consciousness was collapsing. He followed step by step...
At this very moment!
A trace of literary saint power surged out of his body!
That was his idea to save himself when he felt in danger!
Yan Ru suddenly woke up!
He was shocked and yelled: "What kind of demons are you doing?!"
The monk's face turned cold instantly. He looked at the sky. The next second, the ringtone appeared again!
Yan Ru was even in trouble. He hurriedly summoned the defense rules to resist, but to no avail!
This kind of ringtone is so weird and weird that no one can stop it!
The moment his consciousness disappeared, Yan Ru threw the paper ball in his hand towards the monk!
boom!!
The paper ball burst into flames!
A shocking energy burst out from it, and the faces of the monks changed. They retreated crazily, and some of them died on the spot if they couldn't avoid it!
The energy punched a big hole in the space, and Yan Ru took the opportunity to get into the hole and escape!
Escape from death!
He was madly grateful to Kong Qiusu for the paper ball in his heart. Thanks to the energy in the paper ball, he survived!
"As expected of Master Bingru! He has so much energy in swearing!"
Yan Ru sighed with emotion. In his mind, his image of Kong Qiusu became much taller...
…
Dan tribe.
Kuixin has been very depressed recently. He had promised to jointly deal with the Wen tribe, but in the end, the Ming tribe was the least loyal and ran away first.
Secondly, Hai Kuoyun is so horny...
Finally, You Chenfeng has also closed the door tightly recently and has not stirred up any waves!
Only the Dan clan is left, facing the pressure from the Wen clan alone!
For a moment, he couldn't help but doubt his life...
Kuixin went out for a walk depressedly. At this time, an elder came over in a hurry: "Chief, a Buddhist temple appeared inexplicably near Yaocheng. I dare not act rashly, so I came to report to the chief!"
Kuixin raised his eyebrows: "What kind of Buddhist temple?"
The elder arrived: "A strange blood-red Buddhist temple!"
Kuixin nodded: "The leader of this clan knows, go and do your own thing!"
The elder retired respectfully!
Kuixin thought for a while, he just happened to be in a bad mood right now, so he might be able to clear his mind by visiting this Buddhist temple!
In the medicine city, there are steep mountains and endless peaks. Kuixin walked out of the space passage and looked up. He saw that there was indeed a Buddhist temple sitting on a dark mountain somewhere!
It is blood red in color, towering into the clouds, with billowing luck swirling around it.
Kuixin took a step forward and soon came to the outside of the Buddhist temple. He took a closer look. The red door was tightly closed, and a trace of spiritual charm overflowed. Kuixin took a clear breath, and suddenly felt that his soul was at peace, and his worries seemed to be swept away.
He walked forward, and just as he was about to push the door open, a voice with bursts of Sanskrit sounds sounded faintly——
Donor, you are not allowed to step into this place!
Kuixin raised his eyebrows and sneered: "The leader of the Dan clan is not allowed to enter the territory of the Dan clan? May I ask who you are?"
Fanyin said: "If you insist on going in, the donor needs to answer a question for me."
Kuixin said contemptuously: "What's the problem?"
Fanyin said: "Do you have any regrets in your life?"
Kuixin frowned, thought for a while, and snorted coldly: "There are so many regrets, I don't know where to start!"
For example, now, he regrets why the Dan family can't be the only one in the family!
Fanyin said: "Do you want to make up for this regret?"
Kuixin rolled his eyes: "Nonsense! Is it regrettable if it can be made up for?"
"Push this door open and you will get what you want."
"I suspect you are lying to me..."
"How dare I lie to you in the territory of the Dan clan? Come in, you can see me, talk to me, and get the power you want!"
"To be honest, I'm very moved by the last sentence! In the territory of the Dan clan, I wouldn't even dare to do anything stupid!"
Kuixin said and opened the door!
When his left foot crossed the threshold and fell to the ground...
Ding~~
A crisp bell rang!
Kuixin's eyes instantly lost focus and became disoriented!
"Come in."
The Sanskrit sound sounded leisurely.
Kuixin seemed like an unconscious puppet, his expression was confused, but his movements were completely under the command of others!
He walked into the Buddhist temple and the door closed...
…
At the same time!
Su Shang appeared on the Sea of Burial Corpses with a huge sum of 50 trillion yuan. She is going to Flame Island to give the money to Ge Kuangwo!
This is the compensation owed by the Ghost Tribe, Spirit Tribe and Dan Tribe at the Wucheng Conference!
Their three races, give Xie Feng, Shui Yunjun and Ge Kuang me 50 trillion respectively!
With yellow clouds and red sun, the sea was surging, Su Shang was walking on the waves, and stopped by his Alchemy Academy to have a look.