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Chapter 266 The Private Life of Qing Chan Ancient Buddha
Wang Zhi and Tantai Xuan had been to the Holy Land of Lingshan before, so they were familiar with this place and knew where the Peacock King was.He took Jiang Kun and flew straight to the residence of the Peacock King.

Two flies flew over a magnificent Buddhist hall. In the Buddhist hall, the sound of monks chanting sutras was endless.Right in front of the Buddhist hall, sat an old monk wearing a blue cassock, with a body as thin as a bone.

He has a serious face, and at the same time as he recites sutras, he exudes a faint Buddha light, feeling the great way of heaven and earth.

The monks in the Buddhist land can enhance their own strength by reciting scriptures, which is also a way of cultivation.

"He is the ancient Qingchan Buddha." Wang Zhi said to Jiang Kun.

At this time, the ancient Buddha Qingchan suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at the disciples who were chanting sutras in the Buddhist hall, and said to them: "You continue to chant sutras, and take a rest for the teacher."

"Yes, master." The disciples in the Buddhist hall replied in unison.

Two flies, Jiang Kun and Wang Zhi, flew over and landed on Qingchan Ancient Buddha's shoulder. Qingchan Ancient Buddha turned his head to look at them both, not paying much attention to these two little flies.

The ancient Buddha Qingchan held a rosary and walked through the corridor unhurriedly. The disciples who passed by kept saying hello to him. His wrinkled old face was full of seriousness and seriousness.

When I came to a luxuriant linden tree, I shouted to the tree: "Peacock, take me back to the cave."

Huitian Cave is the retreat place of Qingchan Ancient Buddha, and he often stays in it for several months.

At this time, a beautiful peacock flew down from the bodhi tree with its long tail and landed in front of Qingchan ancient Buddha. Its body was more than six meters long, and its wings could spread more than ten meters. The peacock is much bigger and belongs to the beast-level mount.

Jiang Kun and Wang Zhi flew from the Qingchan Ancient Buddha to the Peacock King's long tail, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

The Peacock King flew to Huitian Cave with the ancient Qingchan Buddha.Huitian Cave is located on a high mountain in the Buddhist land. The monks know that this is the place where the ancient Qingchan Buddha retreated, so generally no one dares to approach this high mountain.

One person and one bird flew into Huitian Cave. There are countless exquisite reliefs carved on the rock wall in the cave. The ancient Qingchan Buddha pushed the huge stone at the entrance of the cave to block the entrance.

In the deepest part of Huitian Cave, there is a stone platform for meditation, which is the place where Qingchan Ancient Buddha usually retreats.There is a stove standing in front of the stone platform. There is a fire under the stove, and the pot above is steaming. Something is cooking, and the air is filled with a tempting aroma.

When Jiang Kun and Wang Zhi smelled the scent, they couldn't help being surprised. It actually smelled like dog meat. What was stewed in the pot was dog meat. Qing Chan Ancient Buddha ate dog meat quietly.

"Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha will keep it in his heart." Qing Chan Ancient Buddha's serious old face showed a smile, "No, I am the Buddha."

What is better in life than a pot of delicious dog meat?
Wang Zhi looked in surprise at Qingchan Ancient Buddha, the stern and harsh Lord of Buddhaland in the eyes of outsiders, who actually violated the rules set by himself and ate dog meat privately. It's been a long time.

"Qing Chan, give me some points." Peacock King said.

"Yes." Ancient Buddha Qing Chan took out a pair of chopsticks from his sleeve, lifted the lid of the pot, and picked up a piece of dog meat for the Peacock King to taste.

"Qing Chan, your cooking skills are getting better and better." Peacock King said while chewing.

"Professional cooking dogs for 3000 years." Qingchan Ancient Buddha said with a smile, he began to eat dog meat in violation of the Buddhist rules and precepts 3000 years ago.

In the past 3000 years, he often cooked dog meat in Huitian Cave under the pretext of retreat. Practice makes perfect, and his cooking skills are not so good.

The ancient Qingchan Buddha lived for tens of thousands of years. He maintained a high degree of self-discipline 3000 years ago and never violated the clear rules of Buddhism.But in 3000, he suddenly had a new understanding, what is the meaning of such a life?If you control yourself to death, isn't it self-abuse?Why not indulge?
So he tried to eat meat, and once even knocked out a fairy in the heaven, and had sex with the fairy, drifting away on the road of degeneration.

"This meat has been stewed for a day and a night, and it is almost stewed, and it melts in the mouth." Qingchan Ancient Buddha said, picking up a piece of dog meat and putting it in his mouth, with a happy expression on his face.

This old guy is also quite promiscuous, no wonder he will become a devil in the future.Jiang Kun secretly thought, according to the plot of the tomb of the gods, the ancient Qingchan Buddha will turn into a demon in the future, becoming the evil Qingchan ancient demon.

"Damn it, I didn't expect the solemn and solemn Qingchan Ancient Buddha to be this kind of person." Wang Zhi shook his fly head, still surprised.

If he hadn't come to steal the blood of the Peacock King with Jiang Kun, and happened to see Ancient Buddha Qingchan stealing dog meat, he would still think that Ancient Buddha Qingchan was a very self-disciplined person.

"Boss, what should we do next?" Wang Zhi asked.

"Simple, let's fight together later, you knock out the Peacock King, and I knock out the ancient Qing Chan Buddha." Jiang Kun said.

"Uh……"

Wang Zhi was stunned. He remembered that Jiang Kun said at the foot of Lingshan just now that not everything should be solved by force, but by using his brain.

Is this what he was talking about?Wang Zhi felt that he had been deceived again.

"Why are you standing there? I'll do it as soon as you transform back into a human form." Jiang Kun said to Wang Zhi.

"Ok."

Jiang Kun flew behind the ancient Qingchan Buddha, and Wang Zhifei flew behind the Peacock King, and they will do it together later.

At this time, the ancient Buddha Qingchan was eating dog meat with a full face of happiness, when he suddenly felt someone hit him with a sap on the back of the head, and then he quickly lost consciousness and didn't know anything.

The Peacock King was also knocked out by Wang Zhi.

"Boss, you are so awesome, you knocked out the Qingchan Ancient Buddha, who was half a step above the realm of God Emperor, with one stick!" Wang Zhi was so surprised that his jaw almost dropped.

Qingchan Ancient Buddha is the top powerhouse in the heavens, but he was knocked out by this young man. This young man is too fierce.

"So-so." Jiang Kun threw the stick in his hand and walked to Peacock King.

From the space ring, he took out the magic knife obtained in Qingyun Continent last time, and stabbed it into Peacock King's thigh. The bright red blood of the beast spewed out, and the blood exuded a red precious light.

Ah!
The Peacock King yelled in pain and woke up from a coma, but just as it was about to open its eyes, Jiang Kun punched it on the head and knocked it out again.

Take out two mineral water bottles from the space ring, and take the blood of the Peacock King.The Peacock King has such a big body, it is nothing to him to put two bottles of blood on it.

After getting the blood of the Peacock King, Jiang Kun said to Wang Zhi, "Let's go."

"and many more."

Wang Zhi said, pointing to the stove of Qingchan Ancient Buddha, and said with a smile: "Boss, don't you want to taste this delicious pot of dog meat?"

"Yes, try the cooking skills of Qingchan Ancient Buddha." Jiang Kun took out two pairs of chopsticks from the interspatial ring, handed Wang Zhi a pair, and the two sat around the stove to eat the pot of dog meat.

Not to mention, the cooking skills of Qing Chan Ancient Buddha who practiced for 3000 years are really not built, and the things he makes are no worse than Yang Zhentian.

(End of this chapter)