Ma Shiyu snorted, and stopped talking, looking at Kang Long with curiosity. What's so special about this kid? Why would the two Zen monks kneel down to him?
Murong Yan and Lazy Sword Immortal looked at each other and were shocked at the same time. It seemed that the Zen people also figured out something.
The lazy sword immortal used the mysterious skill of gathering sounds to form a line and said to Murong Yan: "Jingxin, if you say that to the master, you should think more. Zen people will also find the mystery in it, and they have the advantage.
, I'm afraid it's not good?"
Murong Yan shook her head. She did not practice the profound and profound skills of gathering sounds into lines, so she was inconvenient to answer. However, there was a hint of determination in Murong Yan's eyes.
The lazy sword fairy sighed and retreated back to Feiyunting in a daze, obviously not wanting to interfere in everything in front of him.
Kang Long quickly helped the two monks up, put their hands together on their chests, and said modestly: "Amitabha, you Buddha, the two masters are highly respected, how dare I receive such a great gift? You are confused by me, how can you do it?
Things? Is it true that the Taosha tribulation you are talking about is really me who can solve it?"
Huiji and Huiming stood up, shook their heads, and nodded again. Kang Long was even more confused. Li Yu next to him was a little anxious and came up intimately to grab Kang Long's arm and said, "Brother Kang, you
It's the first place in this martial arts list. To be honest, I am the seventh prince of the Tang Kingdom and I am qualified to do an errand in my country. How about it? Brother Kang doesn't dislike him, come to our Tang Kingdom. I will definitely do my best for Brother Kang.
In front of the father, he will speak well, be rich and noble, and have high officials and ranks. Brother Kang will never be missing."
Kang Long pushed Li Yu's hand impatiently and asked Huiji: "Master Huiji, what's going on?"
Hui Ji said with a pious look on his face: "Master Kang, the monk is not sure about the specific reason for his love. He just told me that if you encounter someone who speaks funny, acts strangely, and can recognize the bad omen of Master Li, you must ask.
He went to Jinling because this person is my destined person to be my Zen Buddhism."
Kang Long scratched his head, a little embarrassed. Grandma, are you praising me or scolding me? What do you mean by funny words and weird behavior? Isn't I funny? Is it weird?
"Master Huiji, I'm talking nonsense. How could I recognize the bra on Master Li's head? Hehe, it's just nonsense and can't be true. We don't have that fate, so Jinling is still not going."
Hui Ji said: "Donor, the little monk dare not speak nonsense. Of course, things are not so simple. The little monk has his own way of distinguishing. If the donor doesn't believe it, there is a cloth bag here. The master asked the little monk to leave when the little monk and his brothers left.
The monk brought it with him had never seen it in the middle, and of course, no one else had seen it. This cloth bag would be kept by Sima Donor for the time being. When the ceremony of Taoism ended, Donor Kang opened it himself to see it, and then decided whether to go there.
How about Jinling?”
Kang Long felt very strange, as if he was targeted by some unknown person. He felt strange, mao, and seemed to fall into a trap, but there was no sense of danger at all.
This is the first time I have encountered this strange and weird feeling.
He had no choice but to nod. He said so sincerely, why would he have the nerve to refuse again?
Sima Hengdao looked at the two bald heads strangely, snatched the cloth bag, weighed it in his hand, and said suspiciously: "Is this what the old monk Daoyuan asked you to bring with you? What is it inside?"
Huiji combined with one another as a ritual, "Sima donor, this was indeed handed over to the monk by the family master himself. The monk really didn't know what was inside. But the master said that as long as the meeting of Taoism was over, Mr. Kang looked at the cloth bag.
Things must agree to go to Jinling.”
Sima Hengdao looked at the cloth bag, turned his head and looked at Lazy Sword Fairy and Murong Yan.
Lazy Sword Fairy shook her head, but Murong Yan sat indifferently in Feiyun Pavilion, still waiting for the people who came to attend the Taoist conference to tell the truth that surprised her.
Sima Hengdao suddenly approached Huiji and Kang Long, lowered his voice and asked Huiji, "How many people have you come?" His voice was filled with a hint of nervousness. All the people who could make Beidao Ba nervous,
There are not many in the world.
Kang Long felt that things were beyond his expectations, and his mind kept turning, thinking about where he had a loophole.
Hui Ji said: "Sima donor is indeed amazing. The master expected that there would be a big change in this trip, so the little monk brought all the thirty-six arhats in the Arhat Hall. Sima donor thought that could it be successful?"
The words of the two seemed to be a puzzle, and Kang Long was confused when he heard it.
Sima Hengdao gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know what happened to Jiandao Sect this time. From the old Taoist to the lazy bones, I let go of it. Ren Chengxinju mobilized all the people in the Taoist sect. Since I know some things, I don't dare to agree with them.
I plan. Even if the elder monk is alone in this matter, I will be in this favor."
Huiji and Huiming showed joy on their faces, and they both said together: "Amitabha, with Sima donor help, why worry about the big thing not being accomplished!"
Kang Long became more and more confused as he listened. What they said seemed to have something to do with him, and it seemed to have nothing to do with him. But if it was something to do with him, he should tell himself. If it had nothing to do with him, why should he say it in front of him?
"Hey, what are you talking about? I'm confused." Kang Long shouted with some dissatisfaction.
"Amitabha Buddha cannot be said, it cannot be said!" Hui Ji and Hui Ming combined to recite the Buddha's name.
Kang Long looked at Sima Hengdao, and Sima Hengdao twisted his head, "Don't look at me, I don't know anything, I don't say anything."
"Damn it! That's great, don't you say it, right? Then I'll make a big fuss about the Dao Conference and see how you ended!" Kang Long shouted with his squint eyes.
Sima Hengdao made a call, then let him go to the side, revealing the road directly to Feiyunting, Murong Yan and others.
Huiji and Huiming chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, and then meditated on the spot to meditate. The envoys from the Southern Tang Kingdom rushed over and surrounded the two monks and Li Yu.
Kang Long glanced a few times and found that there were indeed thirty-six people in this group. All of them were wearing earthy hats and gray uniforms, covering up the monk's identity.
However, if you observe carefully, you can still see some flaws. Although they hide it well everywhere, unfortunately, some actions that they have been used to for a long time cannot be changed in the short term.
Thirty-six masters, and all of them are masters of Zen Arhat Hall. Such a formation is absolutely amazing.
Just like the sixteen disciples from the Jiandao Sect who were responsible for inspecting the attendees of the martial arts list competition conference, they must be proficient in some kind of joint attack tactics.
The Wuji Sword Formation of the Sword Sect can withstand the attacks of the great masters and even kill the great masters. The Zen Buddhism is no less famous than the Jiandao Sect, and the thirty-six Arhat Hall of the Arhat Hall will probably not be as good as the Wuji Sword Formation of the Sword Sect
Disciple is bad.
Judging from the situation in front of you, is there any battle between Dao Sect and Buddhism? Kang Long had some suspicious guesses, it was too fucking crazy?