The seventh volume, the first fifty-fifth chapter, the blessing of the Qi people
Above the golden mountain, in the backyard, there is warmth and peace.
As soon as Fahai and Bai Suzhen entered the monastery, they met Mu Qiong'er. When Mu Qiong'er saw Fahai returning safely, she suddenly became as smiley as a flower. When she saw the stunning Bai Suzhen following Fahai, she smiled.
But it was three points thicker.
"Dad, did you bring back another aunt?"
"You kid, do you want me to pass away? Don't talk nonsense, be careful to let your mother and others hear..."
Upon hearing this, Fahai quickly made a silent gesture towards Mu Qiong'er, then took a long breath and introduced Bai Suzhen to Mu Qiong'er, "Ahem, this is your father's new disciple Bai Suzhen. From now on, she will be my new disciple."
Your senior sister is here, why don’t you come over quickly to pay your respects?”
"Wow, Bai Suzhen, one of the top ten peaks?!"
When Mu Qiong'er heard that it was the famous Bai Suzhen, she immediately became interested. She came to Bai Suzhen in a few steps, looked around Bai Suzhen with a pair of curious eyes, and exclaimed, "What a beautiful sister."
, you look exactly like the Guanyin Bodhisattva in the temple! No wonder even my father, who has always been lazy and never accepts disciples, can’t help but accept you..."
Mu Qiong'er's seemingly unintentional but actually teasing words made Bai Suzhen's face turn as red as a cloud, and she was instantly ashamed. Fahai also blushed and scolded, "Ahem! You kid, what are you talking about? Last time,
Your aunt, Huang Wuyi, and your daughter went up the mountain. I was just giving them advice, but you made trouble for me, causing me to sleep on the top of the mountain for half a year. I haven't even settled the score with you yet! This time, I want to talk to you.
Understand, your Senior Sister Bai and I have a pure master-disciple relationship!"
"Giggle! What kind of pure master-disciple relationship? Dad..."
Mu Qiong'er, however, looked indifferent, suddenly smiled slyly, approached Fahai, and whispered, "Dad, let's discuss it, shall we?"
"What are we discussing?" Fahai couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this, and asked warily.
"In the past few days, I will lead the three generations of Emei disciples to explore an ancient ruins. As their senior sister, I should prepare some magic weapons for them to defend themselves." Mu Qiong'er stretched out her small hand towards Fahai, not without a trace.
He threatened, "Dad, as long as you prepare ten or eight gods-conferring treasures for me, I will believe that you and Senior Sister Bai have a pure master-disciple relationship, otherwise..."
"Ahem, you are threatening, blackmailing and blackmailing Chi Guoguo!"
Fa Hai raised his eyebrows, but when he saw Mu Qiong'er's confident look, he could only sigh and smiled bitterly, "Qiong'er! Don't you know how miserable your father and I have been over the years? Don't
Talking about the Ring in the Stone and the Divine Whip, even my magical weapon, the Dragon Pond, has been taken away by your mother and the others. Now that I am clean and clean, where can I find ten or eight pieces for you?
Treasure of the Gods?"
While shaking his head and complaining about being poor, Fahai couldn't help but sigh, remembering that he never understood why Zen Master Wudu was so poor that even his disciples were so poor when he was one of the three pinnacles of heaven and earth bliss in Buddhism and the head of the House of Commons revered by Dalin.
Several taels of silver had to be calculated, and even when his direct disciples traveled down the mountain, they couldn't even bring out a decent magic weapon.
After more than ten years, Fahai finally understood that because he was surrounded by his wife and daughter, his current situation was worse than that of Zen Master Wudu.
"How can it be so miserable? Dad, you are one of the four saints in this world! Even if you don't have a magic weapon, don't you still have a wish that is comparable to that of an immortal? It will be no problem to condense a hundred and eighty holy relics, right?" Mu Qiong'er
But he didn't understand Fahai's pain. His little face turned cold when he heard this, and he said with great dissatisfaction, "Those junior sisters all regard me as their eldest sister, and they all look forward to going out with me to practice. Do you want me to go to see them empty-handed?"
?Hmph! Believe it or not, I’m going to tell my mother that you secretly acquired another beautiful woman..."
Seeing this, Fa Hai quickly stopped Mu Qiong'er and compromised, "No! Give me some time, dad, and I'll find a way for you, okay?"
Seeing Fahai's helpless begging for mercy, Bai Suzhen's beautiful eyes widened in shock. She really couldn't imagine that Fahai, who could scold Fang Qiu even in the face of saints from all over the world, would still be in such an embarrassing situation. Indeed,
It opened her eyes.
At this moment, I suddenly heard a burst of impatient scolding coming from the Zen room.
"Old thief Bald, since you're back, why don't you come in and take care of the situation? Why are you talking to Qiong'er outside?"
Fa Hai trembled immediately when he heard this, and winked at Mu Qiong'er and Bai Suzhen. After comforting Mu Qiong'er, he forced out a somewhat scornful smile and led Bai Suzhen into the meditation room cautiously.
"Wow!"
"forty thousand!"
"What a nonsense! Come on, come on, it's a divine weapon, you can't default on it..."
As soon as Fahai and Bai Suzhen stepped into the Zen room, they heard a crisp sound of pushing cards. At this time, Jun Xiyue and the four girls were playing mahjong.
Bai Suzhen asked in surprise, "What is this?"
"Mahjong!" Fa Hai smiled bitterly and shook his head as he explained, "It's just entertainment to kill time."
The so-called three women in one drama and the scheming of four women in the palace are especially true for Jun Xiyue's four daughters. Firstly, each of the four daughters has a first-level cultivation level, but none of them has ascended. Secondly, the four daughters have a long life.
With over a hundred people, they have almost endless time to squander. So four women with excess energy come together to scheming and vying for favor and love every day. With Mu Qiong'er fanning the flames on the side, it is simply a bloody palace drama.
For more than ten years, Fahai has suffered enough from the hostility between the four beauties. In order to prevent this palace drama from turning into an "anti-Japanese" drama, he can only create mahjong from his previous life to divert the attention of the four beauties.
power, to consume their excess energy.
After using this trick, the effect is pretty good, but it also has sequelae.
"Four ladies, I'm back."
"Come back as soon as you come back. Why are you yelling?"
Before Fahai finished speaking, Jun Xiyue, who had just lit the cannon, pushed up the table and came to Fahai. Qianqiansu stretched out her hand and said impatiently, "Take it out!"
"What to take?" Fahai was stunned.
"Didn't you go to fight Miaoshan? She is the reincarnation of the Four Great King Buddhas, and she is also a saint in this world. Her rich heritage is rare in the world. You won't get back any loot this time, right?" Jun Xi
Yue Mei's eyes widened, and she touched Fahai impatiently.
"Huh? It's actually really clean? It's trash!"
After searching Fahai's body but finding nothing, Jun Xiyue pushed Fahai away in disappointment, turned around and returned to the card table, "Come on, sisters, let's continue!"
"Okay, let's roll the dice again quickly!"
The other three women also looked very interested, busy playing cards again, and didn't even bother to pay attention to Fahai and Bai Suzhen.
"Why"
Fahai glanced slightly and saw Murong Bingyan rolling up his sleeves, grabbing a few Dinghai Pearls, the treasure of the gods, as dice, and throwing them into the alms bowl of his natal magical weapon, the Dragon Transformation Pond. He couldn't help but let out a sigh.
Sigh.
"Why are you sighing so much? Why, do you have any objections?"
Before Fahai could sigh with self-pity, the sound of pushing cards suddenly stopped, and he saw the four women stopped playing and looked at Fahai with their eight beautiful eyes.
"No, no objection. Haha, I just want to report the details of this Haiyin Jue to the four ladies. This time, I not only defeated Miaoshan's conspiracy, but also accepted a disciple..."
"Do you think we are blind and deaf? Is there anything within a hundred miles that can escape our ears?"
"That's, that's..."
Fa Hai quickly smiled and winked at Bai Suzhen, "Zhen'er, why don't you hurry up and pay homage to your four master wives!"
"No need! We sisters can't afford the apprenticeship ceremony of the top ten. Fahai, we don't care if you accept a disciple, but if you dare to do it behind my sister's back, you know the result... Yaoji!
"
There was a crisp sound of "pop", and the Yao chicken in Ziyun's hand was smashed to pieces on the sandalwood table. Seeing this, Fahai suddenly felt a chill in his lower body and said quickly, "Ladies, don't worry, we are absolutely pure masters and disciples."
relation……"
Just when Fahai was feeling uneasy and wanted to further express his feelings, he suddenly saw a red light outside the monastery, and a big red invitation flew into the monastery with thousands of red clouds. Fahai was slightly startled, stretched out his hand, and took out the invitation.
In an instant, the light disappeared and it fell into his hand.
"What?! Luo Fengwu is not dead? He is also preparing to recruit a son-in-law and invites us to go down the mountain to attend his wedding at Yitang tomorrow..."
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PS: Writing a book must have a beginning and an end, so the book is not finished yet, so don’t worry.