"Then does your ego still have a shape?" the fat old man asked. Now is not the old society, so there is no need to worry about talking about these ethereal things. Differentiation is also the basis of science. [Queen of Training]
"Well, it's exactly a bell and tripod. I copied this tripod!" Zhang Heng said bluntly.
"You should take a good look at it. This is the Dharma of your Tantric monks. It is as precious as the relics of Zen Buddhism." An old man with white hair and a childlike face answered.
Come on, these people are all great writers, involved in various classics, and most of them have some understanding of the Eight Consciousnesses of Tantric Buddhism. Maybe they understand it more deeply than he does. He only learned about it through the explanations of the great elders.
So he stopped playing tricks and immediately called Dolma to ask Dolma to deliver the Chaos Bell. He took three big bells from the tribe to the warehouse, but he had a little thought and planned to transport the three bells to Xiyu.
, allowing the great elder to be placed in the La Palace to accept the worship of the lamas may have unexpected effects.
Moreover, as soon as the bell sounded, it meant that he had slain his inner demons and officially reached the elder-level cultivation realm. This also indirectly secured his position as the Barbarian King of Sichuan. This was a great help to his reputation.
Somalia belongs to Africa, and Africa is the missionary base of Tantric Buddhism. His title as a Buddhist monk may also play a role.
The same applies now. The reason why these great writers are polite to him is because of these ancient characters. The relationship is too unstable. But if his practice reaches a higher level, he will be able to take the initiative.
Weighing, gains and losses! His state of mind has long ceased to be simple, and he has more things to consider, because he no longer lives for himself alone, he has to be responsible for the divine land!
This was Mr. Tang's phone ringing. After answering the call, he said a few words and said with a smile: "The imitation ancient tripod I have here has already got off the plane. I have spent a lot of effort on this tripod."
However, the ancient tripod was too heavy, so it could only take cargo planes, which were a little slower than manned planes. Only then did we arrive in Rongcheng.
Zhang Heng answered: "My bell tripod also needs to be transported from the Panda Base. Calculating the time, the two tripods will arrive at about the same time."
"It's a good thing. There are ancient characters on the two tripods. Maybe they can be enlightening." Everyone responded with laughter.
Immediately, as the host, Zhu Jiuben, who was trying hard to break into the circle of these great writers, proposed to eat the meal first, so as not to have to worry about eating when he was studying the ancient cauldron later.
Tang Chunlin happily agreed, and the other three old men also happily said that they wanted to try authentic Sichuan cuisine. Zhang Heng smiled. They were ready to have a big meal. Zhu Jiuben arranged top-notch dishes, and the taste was very overbearing.
As a result, the policewoman stopped her as soon as she started, "Zhang Heng, what do you want to do? Make up lies to deceive these old men. What is your purpose?"
Zhang Heng was immediately stunned and asked: "Where did I lie? You are completely big-headed and brainless. You are still a policeman and you can't even tell the truth from lies."
After saying that, he walked away coolly, which made Wang Shengnan furious. What does it mean to have big breasts and no brains? Men are not good things.
While eating, Zhang Heng knew that today was going to be a tragedy. Hearing what the several old men said, they all looked like they were preparing to burn the midnight oil to fight. The corner of Zhang Heng's mouth curved, saying that he would pull down the policewoman no matter what she said and let her try too.
It feels like sitting on a pins and needles blanket.
"Mr. Tang, this is my friend Wang Shengnan, a public servant of the people. She is also very interested in these ancient characters. She just asked for leave and begged me to bring her over to learn more. Is there anything wrong with it?" Zhang Hengpo said
He said with some embarrassment, but he was pretending. His ability to lie has become better again.
"Haha, Xiao Wang is not an outsider, it doesn't matter. Xiao Wang, say hello to your grandfather for me." Tang Chunlin said cheerfully. Apparently he also knew Wang Shengnan.
This made Zhang Heng suddenly curious about Wang Shengnan's identity, but he never asked about it. He shook his head. No matter how big his family background was, it had nothing to do with him.
Wang Shengnan's mentality had scolded Zhang Heng until he collapsed, but he said: "Grandpa Tang, don't worry, I won't cause you any trouble." Now she really couldn't leave.
More than an hour later, the two tripods arrived at almost the same time, both tightly wrapped in wooden boxes to prevent them from being damaged during transportation.
"Be careful and move slowly!" Zhu Jiuben, who was leading the loading and unloading workers, looked nervous. If there was a problem with the loading and unloading, he would be in tragedy.
Each tripod is as tall as a person and weighs a thousand kilograms. It would have been easy to load and unload with a forklift, but in this area, a forklift couldn't be driven there, so we had to use manual labor.
A dozen strong workers were discussing the loading and unloading plan, and they only needed to be able to get out of the car and drag it into the ancestral hall with a manual forklift.
Zhang Heng smiled and said: "Don't bother me, just let me do it!"
"Let you come?" Wang Shengnan asked in surprise.
Before any of the old men could speak, Zhang Heng said directly: "I am the Barbarian King of Tantric Buddhism, and my major is brute force. How can I be qualified as the Barbarian King if I can't carry a cauldron."
The situation here attracted many tourists, who were immediately cleared away by the barbarians. This area is the main activity area of the barbarians, because it is next to the Barbarian Hotel and the Spanish Language Office in Chengdu.
"The Barbarian King is going to demonstrate Buddhism!" "Does the Barbarian King really want to carry the cauldron!"
Zhang Heng did not disappoint everyone. He chose to take action because he wanted to improve the image of a macho man in the hearts of the barbarians. Once he successfully carried the cauldron, he would be a king-level figure. Looking back at history, they are all top macho men, and the accompanying influence is simply immeasurable.
"Zhang Heng, can you do it? Be careful and let your waist slip!" Wang Shengnan said in a loud voice.
As a result, Mr. Tang immediately said: "I believe Zhang Xiaoyou will not do anything that is uncertain!"
Zhang Heng got on the truck in one step. His jumping ability was so strong that he ripped off his shirt and the buttons flew off. Although his body was not very strong, it gave people a fierce aura, especially the huge chest muscles and arm muscles.
, making him like a tyrannosaurus, with frightening and invisible frightening power spreading out.
The smile on his face disappeared, and he looked cold and handsome. After he broke through to the state of great strength, he should theoretically have an arm strength of a thousand pounds, but because this is a real body, it will always be worse than the space body of the same level.
Therefore, he must be very energetic to carry the cauldron, especially his own cauldron, which weighs not only one thousand kilograms, but at least more than two hundred kilograms, which is a challenge for him.
"Huh!" Take a deep breath, squat down, put one hand on the bottom of the box, and hold the side of the box with the other.
Although the workers here thought it was impossible to carry the cauldron, they still took safety measures and built a seesaw. If he could really carry the cauldron, he could get off the carriage from the seesaw.
"Ouch, wake me up!" Zhang Heng roared suddenly, the sound was like thunder! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, your support is my greatest motivation
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