At the same time, I noticed that the Lama monk not far from me was moving very fast, even faster than me, and his posture was very familiar. There was a second brother, Qi Yufeng, who traveled thousands of miles.
It wasn’t long before they stopped.
It’s a pity that we stopped not because we caught up with the dark clouds, but because they disappeared.
I frowned, picked up my gaze and looked around Fiona Fang for thousands of miles. Where did they go?
Ming Hong Dao is the favorite of King Kong Gun. I lost it. How can I tell him when I get back? In the end, I was unwilling to even lose my long-lost mantra, but it was still in vain
After several attempts, I turned around and returned to the nearby temple, and I heard a rush of gongs. The feeling was urgent and I hurried to accelerate. When I got to the temple of the underworld, I frowned and shook my head.
Jian Zhen courtside look anxious hand-held gong percussion unceasingly and king kong cannon has bamboo and measures to press the ground waving fists "no? You his mama don’t … "
Chapter 2 Guanyin Block
Although Zhu Jiacuo was pressed to the ground with his hands behind his back by the King Kong Gun, the cockscomb hat rolled out of the distance, but his body was naturally a living Buddha of the Kagyu Sect Adi Temple, and he was struggling to turn over. At this time, Nai Jiacuo made it possible for the special forces to seize and fight bamboo and take root to break away from his knee pressure control.
No one expected that the two masters of purple gas had become the present situation, because everyone had never expected that there would be an unexpected situation in the field faced by the unruly guy like King Kong Gun in advance. Both sides were a little at a loss, and Jian Zhen was naturally the most anxious to be the master. Although he knocked on the fire in his hand, he didn’t dare to pull it casually, and many monks didn’t help him. He frowned and shook his head, even praising the Buddha’s name, while my side was fascinated by chasing the wind and Wen Xiaofeng. After all, everyone saw that the two of them had not moved and naturally wouldn’t say much.
"That’s enough!" When I looked at him, I quickly fell into shape and grabbed and threw out the fist-wielding King Kong cannon. This guy has gone too far. As the saying goes, killing people is just a matter of winning. It is greatly inappropriate to humiliate bamboo and measure it.
"When the master of the Buddha returned to the mountain, he should be punished for being original." I stretched out my hand and lifted him up. "If the living Buddha exceeded Maitreya, I must not hold a grudge." I apologized and said that nature was not true, because I certainly wouldn’t treat the King Kong cannon like a Buddhist pot-bellied, laughing, and Maitreya came to the fore. He hoped that he would not pursue the violation of the King Kong cannon.
Zhu Jiacuo didn’t respond to my words. After getting up, he rushed to the young Lama and went away anxiously. They talked quickly in Tibetan and asked the young Lama where Xuanyuanjian was going.
"Where is the knife? Where is my knife?" King Kong cannon suddenly became anxious when he saw my hands. Although I grabbed him and threw him out before throwing it, I took a certain position and threw it at my camp. Wen Xiaofeng would naturally catch him.
"Disappeared with Xuanyuanjian" I apologized to Jian Zhen kotow and sighed and walked back to our camp. Hong Dao is the favorite of King Kong cannon, and I don’t know how to tell him.
"Don’t scare me when I’m older than you." King Kong Gun turned around me eagerly.
"I didn’t joke with you, it really disappeared." I pointed to the same anxious face.
"Then what am I going to do?" King Kong cannon completely panicked.
Bao Wang w w w b a s h u 2
"It’s a good thing that the Ming Gong Dao is too fierce and violent." Mu Zhuifeng got up and comforted the King Kong cannon
"Old ladies don’t know shit, that’s the first knife in the day." King Kong cannon first rushed to admire the wind and scolded.
Mu Zhuifeng was suddenly angry with King Kong Gun, and she wanted to show her anger with a frown, but with so many people, she had to leave a face for King Kong Gun to crush her anger and sit back.
"Don’t worry, I’ll help you find it after you leave here." I patted him on the shoulder. The disappearing trace of the Hong Dao Xuanyuan Jian can be found, saying that it is looking for Yi.
"If the four senior brothers don’t dislike Mo Xie, I’ll send you." Wen Xiaofeng said that the thermometer had previously returned Mo Xie to him.
"You’re a mother. Don’t." King Kong Bao shook his head in disgust
"This is for you," I said, and handed it to the general. It is no wonder that he was annoyed that he lost it so hard.
"I don’t like swords, and it’s not that you don’t know." King Kong Gun glared at me.
"Come and sit down!" Mu Zhuifeng saw that the King Kong cannon lost its Ming Gong Dao, and finally he couldn’t help but be arrogant.
"Oh, ah …" King Kong Gunnai hummed and sat back in his seat.
"Your magic has forced the tantric living Buddha to be so embarrassed that it is famous. It must be gratifying to praise the wise teacher." Mu Zhuifeng saw the King Kong cannon sitting back and the horse changed its attitude and softened its voice. "It is harmful to be angry and blood-sucking, and you are not good at cutting. Love it?"
"It’s so said that you let me half a generation?" King Kong Cannon was praised by his wife and could not help smiling, but Ming Hong Dao followed him for several years, and once he lost him, he was naturally reluctant to go.
"Three years is coming for half a life?" Mu Zhuifeng shook his head with a wry smile.
"Forget it, it’s gone, so I don’t have to close my eyes when I die." King Kong cannon sighed long.
A young monk named Amitabha came out from the opposite group of monks when we sighed and regretted the loss of the Hong Kong cannon.
The so-called bhikshuni is what we usually call a nun. This nun with purple spirit is about 3056 years old. She is tall and tall, with fine eyes, beautiful mouth, upturned nose and pretty appearance. She is dressed in a gray cloth Zen dress and has no beads hanging on her neck. It turns out to be a bare-handed field.
"Please teach me how to read kindness at Juechen Temple in poor Niputuo Mountain". After reading kindness field, the words of inviting me to war have the meaning of challenging me.
"The amount of Buddha being original teacher younger brother your Ziyang palm teaching can bully you and other younger generations, so I will ask you for advice from the dead." Wen Xiaofeng saw that the nun was beautiful but looked cold and arrogant, so he got angry slightly and left his seat.
"Old you sit first" did not wait for me to take the lead.
Wen Xiaofeng stopped talking, turned around and looked back at the Three Sages, and paid great attention to etiquette. The rank of the nine brothers determined their respective speaking weights.
"Putuo Mountain is avalokitesvara Bodhisattva Dojo. Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva has always been merciful, but this girl in front of her looks angry. How can there be such a figure in Putuo Mountain?" Mu Zhuifeng expressed his doubts.
"I think it’s fine." King Kong Gun jumped out in anger in exchange for a supercilious look of longing for Zhuifeng.
"Generally, nuns will cover up their shame with a monk’s hat. This nun is bald, which shows that her mind is different from that of ordinary people." Wen Xiaofeng looks dignified. "There must be something wrong with the mutilated body participating in the Buddha." Wen Xiaofeng’s so-called mutilated body means that this nun is not a complete wall and should be a half-way monk.