"You're kidding me."
Another big box flew out of the bottle in Guanyin's hand, as well as a round pebble, colorful and very beautiful.
Jian Fan smiled.
As she expected, there was nothing in the box but dust.
These gods were really good at this funny thing.
"Bodhisattva, if you tease me again, I won't be polite to you."
She is not a real Tang Monk, so she will not be so angry.
Guanyin agreed, and when he rushed there, he happened to meet Jian Fan and others walking back, "Tang Monk, stop, you have passed the last level set by the Buddha.
We should give you what you deserve."
"It seems that they already know that this is the last difficulty."
Buddha sighed and said to Guanyin on the side, "Go and give them the real scripture."
He had no idea that this was his disciple's attempt to commit suicide.
In the end, no one knows whether it’s just pretending or whether it’s true.
"You, ah, you guys, oh, I have to tell the Buddha," Ah Nuo shouted, and several big bumps suddenly appeared on his bare forehead.
He left Jia Ye behind and stumbled back to the Buddha. , it’s just a embellished complaint.
"Buddha values sacrifice to save others.
Since you two are Buddha's disciples, let us ordinary people enjoy the noble morality from Buddhism."
As soon as she turned around to open the box, everyone couldn't help but rushed.
Once you get up there, you can save the steps of putting on a sack.
Even Rong Nian secretly added a few touches.
"That's all" Jian Fan asked, after paying the money, can't you package it better?
I really thought that since you were so powerful, I wouldn't dare to take action.
Looking at the two stinky farts, she stood aside, held the box in her hand, and coughed.
As soon as the door is opened, there is the ultimate contrast between the outside and the inside.
The gold and silver outside the door are dazzling, but the inside is spotless and empty, except for a large box in the middle.
The simple appearance looks very shabby.
"Huh."
Jiaye blew on the rice bowl, "It's a treasure, I guess you guys know it.
Go in, the scriptures and rewards are inside."
"Here."
Xiao Weihan nodded, and Fan Shen handed the thing over.
Jian Fan sighed.
She felt so tired after walking here.
She really didn't want to fight.
"Uncle Fan, you are wrong to only use my rice bowl and purple gold alms bowl, give that to the two of you."
Finish receiving the scriptures early, finish early, and go home early.
Xiao Weihan and Rong Nan both looked at Jian Fan, as if Jian Fan said "Go" and they would fight in.
"If you have money, give me the scriptures; if you don't have money, you can't get anything."
Anuo, whose name was similar to Rong Nan's, said viciously, putting his hand on the door of the scripture library and refusing to relax.
The two apprentices did not disappoint them either.
Their modern gestures of asking for money made Jian Fan want to go up and kick them in the face.
"When you came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, you were supposed to face ninety-nine and eighty-one tribulations.
However, due to various reasons, you did not complete these tribulations.
Therefore, most of the scriptures were reduced.
You can follow my disciple to get the rest."
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Buddha.
Looking kind and kind, Jian Fan didn't even give Jian Fan a chance to speak.
He directly called A'nuo and Jia Ye to take them down, trying not to show his impatience too clearly.
"Young monk has seen me, Buddha Tathagata."
She bent down and said politely.
In front of them was a huge golden body with a benevolent look on his face.
One person occupied the absolute center position, perhaps the Buddha whom Jian Fan needed to learn from.
However, she thought wrong again.
The scene in this palace is very serious.
The center of the hall is a large circular square.
With the center of the circle as the point, the steps spread out and upward like waves.
I don’t know the specific levels of simplified and traditional versions.
I only see people of various shapes sitting on each step.
The golden bodies of Bodhisattvas are all chanting familiar Buddhist sutras.
Taking a deep breath, even though he knew that the main line of the story would not change, there were many changes along the way.
Jian Fan was speechless for this so-called Ming Dynasty story with the name of Qing Dynasty.
Even after pushing the door open, Buddha and She won't be shocked even if she says "Sawadika".
"We're here, everyone, please come in."
The Venerable stood in front of the main hall, his fingertips touched the handle of the door, and the door retreated on its own.
"Young monk, please excuse me."
He became a little more polite.
The journey along the way was worthy of the splendor and splendor that I saw.
Even the floors under my feet were paved with gold and silver, which was extremely luxurious.
There was always a gentle breeze blowing across her cheeks, which was warm.
After taking half a stick of incense, the clothes on Jian Fan's body were already dry and stuck to her body like prunes.
She was still very uncomfortable.
"Please go this way."
His Holiness led the way, not even letting them change into wet clothes.
Wasn't that what the venerable was talking about?
Jian Fan raised her head to look, but Rong Nang was already standing beside her.
When she raised her head, she could just see his chin, which was flawless, just like the white jade wine glass in his palm. .
The nymphomaniac's expression was not so obvious yet.
Rong Ren glanced at her and she immediately turned her head to observe the temple gate
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