The corners of Xiao Cheng's mouth twitched with disdain, and he said in a concentrated voice: "Master, you are so sharp with your words, so powerful.
You avoided the important points and just touched on them in one stroke.
You said it in a superficial way, but you and I know the real situation well, so why should we deceive ourselves?
Hum, although I am not convinced, I also know that I can't tell you one, two, three with my words.
Aren't you just relying on your tongue to make a living?
I'm not here to discuss this unclear and confusing matter with my master.
Yes, I have something important to discuss with my master.
I wonder if I can go inside and wait.
After it is completed, you and I can have a good talk."
Xiao Cheng smiled.
"That's good.
Please wait for the donor in the Yunfo No. 1 meditation room.
I will finish the work and talk to the donor."
Master Fajia Luo was so smart.
He immediately understood that this person was not a simple believer, but must be a person of high status in the spiritual world.
Whoever dared to talk to Mahayana Buddhism like this must have a high status.
The old monk thought a lot and gave the order decisively, asking the man to go inside and wait.
Xiao Cheng sneered and, under the guidance of a young novice monk, went to Yunfo No. 1 Zen Room.
After the young novice led him to a remote meditation room in the holy temple, he glared at him fiercely, said nothing, even offered him a cup of tea, turned around and left, ignoring him.
Xiao Cheng's nose was almost crooked with anger, and there was a bald donkey who was treating guests like this.
Sure enough, Fajia Luo couldn't educate good disciples.
If you don't give him food, I will still be hungry.
Angrily, he took out the fine tea from the master's belt and got out a pile of spiritual fruits that were full of color, flavor and taste.
He clicked and gnawed them with great joy.
Fortunately, I didn't forget that this is a holy land of Buddhism.
I wanted to take out the roasted chicken legs, but when I thought about it, Fajia Luo was furious.
If the chicken bones were all over the place, I guess the eminent monk would have to fight him.
It’s not worth it, forget it, give Fa Liuli some face, otherwise, I’ll make you angry to death Xiao Cheng muttered a few times, enjoying himself, eating and drinking, while waiting for the old bald donkey master to come over after he finished.
This wait takes a long time, and it is not completed until the moon rises and the stars in the western sky shine.
After waiting for another half an hour, Fajia Luo entered the meditation room with a calm face.
He thought that the distinguished guest was already very angry, but after entering, he was so angry that he almost acted ignorantly again.
I saw fruit cores all over the floor, the tea set was staggered on the table, and tea was dripping from the table to the ground.
It was a mess that cannot be described.
What was even more annoying was that the snoring was loud, and the young man took out a furry toy from nowhere.
The bear, fully clothed, lay on the bed and fell asleep, his saliva soaking the teddy bear.
"It's good, it's good.
Amitabha, the Great Sun Tathagata, with immeasurable light and immeasurable magical power, can suppress the inner demons.
I am shocked."
Fajia Luo performed his exercises several times, calmed down his anger, sat upright on the wooden chair, and said that the donor had woken up.
The next moment, terrifying sound waves penetrated into Xiao Cheng's ears while he was sleeping, causing the man to jump up in shock.
The dragon tooth sword appeared, swung around the body, and the hidden sword style of the night battle reappeared.
He asked over and over again: "But Tuoba Fushen, that damn woman is chasing me and I will kill her."
This guy was sleepy and spoke purely on instinct.
The bitter battle with Tuoba was still vivid in my mind, so I subconsciously shouted these words.
Fajia Luo's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at the Dragon Tooth Sword in Xiao Cheng's hand.
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He naturally knew about this sword forged from amethyst and mithril, the only one in the world.
In this way, he also understood who the person in front of him was.
Was it the bastard who kidnapped the little junior sister's heart or who it was?
"No wonder he is so arrogant.
It turns out that the owner of the West Factory arrived and I was polite."
Fajia Luo put his palms together at the confused Xiao Cheng.
"Hey, Fajia Luo, don't be surprised that you recognized me.
Don't be surprised.
Yesterday I had a fight with Tuoba Fusheng.
That woman was so powerful that I thought she was chasing me.
No, Bald Donkey, that's what I said.
Don't be angry.
The master, Xiao Cheng, the leader of Xichang, met the master. " He put away the dragon tooth sword and teddy bear, took off the mask of the phantom god, and smiled at Fagaro, as if he was very familiar with him when he spoke.
"I'll take it for granted.
Are you familiar with me, poor monk?
Why are you laughing so hard?"
Fajia Luo cursed in his heart, with a calm expression on his face, and said slowly: "Almsgiver Xiao, you're welcome.
I open the altar once a year."
"It's the most lively today, and Donor Xiao is indispensable, it's so good."
Fagaro spared no effort in sarcasm.
"Ah haha, it's not a big deal.
It's easy to say.
It's easy to say.
It's just a casual saying, but it can add glory to the master.
I am very happy."
Xiao Cheng laughed and was very good at pretending to be confused.
The seven-fold aperture behind Fajia Luo's head began to turbulence violently, and shattered with a popping sound.
Apparently, the aura of merit was unable to be maintained due to too much anger.
"Oh, Master, the circle in the back of your head is broken.
Are you going to die and pass away?"
Don’t be Jiang Zi, Fa Liuli is thinking about you very much.
If you pass away, how can I report good news to little girl Ling Dang?
No, no, it’s not right to report bad news.
The eminent Buddhist monk passed away and passed away in bliss.
Is this a happy event or something?
Master, don't look at me like this, your expression is scary.
Okay, I'll just shut up."
Xiao Cheng looked at Fajia Luo's eyes that wanted to eat someone, and he wisely kept his mouth shut.
Look at your mouth with your nose, look at your heart with your mouth, pretending to be a harmless good boy.
"Buddha, forgive me, my disciple.
I had thoughts of murder.
This is wrong.
Buddha must forgive me.
Demons and ghosts cannot shake my mind.
Please protect me and chant the mantra to clear your mind."
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Fajialuo closed his eyes and recited the scriptures silently for more than a dozen times, feeling calm.
He opened his eyes and looked at the young man with a calm face, a handsome appearance, and evil spirits in his eyes.
Suddenly, he felt that his head hurt.
"I really have the urge to take out my tin stick and smash this handsome face.
My little junior sister was deceived by this person.
He can deceive me even more than a magic stick.
Oops, this disciple is using his ignorant karma again.
Good thing, you can't do this.
Buddha, don’t you want any disciples?”
Fa Jia Luo's psychological activities are too complicated, but the old monk is just a bull, and it is basically invisible on his face.
Xiao Cheng thought that the old monk had calmed down and felt much more relaxed.
"Donor Xiao, please be careful what you say.
Don't say some words carelessly to avoid regrets in the future.
Donor Xiao, please get to the point.
Dare to ask why you came all the way."
Fajia Luo calmed down and turned the conversation to the topic. .
"It's a small matter, just to catch up with my old brother.
After all, Fa Liuli will be one of my little wives from now on, so I have to have a good relationship with the masters like Bald Donkey."
Xiao Cheng replied casually.
"Wow, Buddha, forgive me, I am going to subjugate demons and start killing today."
Fa Jialuo exploded, and a golden tin staff appeared out of thin air and hit Xiao Cheng, who was talking so loudly, about his head and face.
"Are you crazy?
Oh, the old bald donkey is really crazy.
Who can help me?"
Xiao Cheng screamed.
There were random sounds in the Zen room, including the sound of desks falling to the ground and screams, but the young novice monks outside were collectively deafened and didn't seem to hear anything.
They opened and closed their mouths one by one to chant scriptures without listening.
Out of sight is pure, and no monk goes to see what is going on in the Zen room.
After a while of burning incense, the master put away his tin staff and sat on the chair, closed his eyes and recited Amitabha.
On the other side, Xiao Cheng, who had been lying on the ground for a while, finally made some movement.
He turned over and took out a small bronze mirror.
Looking at the extra blood stains on his face and the three large bumps on his head, he was so angry that his steel teeth almost shattered.
"The old monk was too cruel.
He really wanted to die.
If I hadn't practiced it before, wouldn't he be standing up?"
However, he knew that he was in trouble because of his bad mouth, so he didn't say anything.
Sitting on the ground, he took out the elixir and applied it internally and externally to heal his injuries.
In the blink of an eye, the injuries on his face were gone, and the swelling and pain on his head had subsided.
He stood up like a normal person, lifted up the wooden chair that was missing one leg and sat on it. , looked at the old monk who opened his eyes and had finally controlled his anger, and said in a serious voice: "I won't bullshit you anymore, you don't know how to make trouble, which is called ungrateful."
Seeing that Bald Lu's expression changed after hearing this, and he seemed to be ready to fight again, Xiao Cheng quickly changed his tune.
"Hey, I'm just teasing you.
Buddhist monks can't get angry easily.
You, a monk, are obviously not spiritual enough.
Why do you shout for beating and killing after just a few words?
This is how Buddhist monks influence the world.
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If you are not convinced, just Take action, isn't this hegemonism?
Xiao Cheng's words made Fajia Luo unable to refute.
The old monk snorted in displeasure and muttered a few Buddhist tongue-twisters.
Xiao Cheng didn't hear clearly what the scriptures were.
He raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Cheng and said: "Buddha also has a vajra.
When you are slaying demons with your angry eyes, if you dare to use Fa Liuli to talk things out, the Buddha will blame you if I don't beat you.
"Amitabha, I'm right to beat you."
Xiao Cheng was about to cry but had no tears.
What kind of stupid eminent monk was he?
Shouldn't he be like Tang Monk who inspired the world with his casual thoughts?
How could he always wave his tin staff to subjugate demons?
That's right, if he wasn't such a senior brother, how could there be a junior sister like Fa Liuli who was so willing to kill?
Just a layer of Buddhist monk's cloak to deceive the world.
I just believed this story.
This beating was unjust.
I had known that the old bald donkey couldn't stand the stimulation.
Why would he be so mean-mouthed?
How could he beat such an old immortal without changing his shape?
This is playing with fire.
I can't complain. to others.
Xiao Cheng is in the process of self-reflection.
"Master, actually, I am here today to invite you to participate in a grand event.
Don't you like to subjugate demons?
Well, in a few days, we will go to the two realms to kill each other.
Killing evil people is equivalent to saving innocent people.
His merits are so great that he can build a hundred pagodas, so what are you waiting for?
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Xiao Cheng started to cheat.
Fajia Luo looked at the idiot in front of him, looking at the kid in front of him who was talking about all kinds of nonsense, but in fact, he didn't get any benefits at all.
He just shouted, "You are fooling a kid, why do you want to follow you and make nonsense like this?"
"Bald donkey, if you don't follow the Tao, it seems that you are not easy to fool.
The old and cunning dead monk is really difficult to deal with."
Xiao Cheng cursed secretly, with a smile on his face, waiting for Fajia Luo's response.
"The poor monk doesn't want to go."
Fagara's words came.
Hearing this, Xiao Cheng's smile froze on his face
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