Heavenly Shepherd

"Okay, okay, okay, depending on the love of the ancestor, I won't hold it accountable today!" The ancient king of the holy horn hummed coldly, and said sternly: "Tell Yan Shisan, wash his dog's head clean. , I must behead his head!"

At this time, the ancient king of the sacred horns also had a step down. Under such a situation, he also had to give in a step, but he really wanted to let the ancients of the sacred horns and the pack lion Buddhist tradition, Ziyang view, and Qingye Secret Send a dead fish and the net is broken! With one enemy and three, this is not good for their ancient holy horns, not to mention that the ancestor Yun of the two schools of Buddhism and Ziyang Temple is not weaker than their ancient holy horns!

　　 The two sides truce, and when the Moonless Imperial Soldiers are recovered, Sage Lao Aoba let out a "wow", spouting blood, and fell softly, Zhu Lao hurriedly supported him!

The elders of the Qingye Secret Sect hurriedly helped the elders of the Qingye sage to safety, thinking that he was healed, and he was the most injured among the people. If it were not for him to awaken the Wuyue Emperor Seal with his own blood, I am afraid that all People are dying here.

　　 "I'm afraid, I'm afraid I won't do it anymore!" Sage Lao Qingye was seriously injured, and the bones of his whole body were almost broken. At this time, his face was as golden as gold, his body was hot, and his breathing became weaker and weaker.

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　　 "Brother, don't be discouraged, you must hold on!" The elders of the Aoba Secret Sect couldn't help shaking, knowing that the Aoba Sage was difficult to hold on.

"Don't worry, don't worry." At this time, the little novice Wangcai got in and said: "There is a Zen master who will never die, this Zen master packs a ticket!" As he said, he took out a piece of medicine ancestor's fairy leaf, which was very painful. , But, in the end, he handed it to Sage Lao Qingye and said, "Here you are, grandma a bear, Zen Master Ben is at a loss!"

　　 Don't think that the little novice monk who is prosperous is usually unreliable and greedy for money like fate, but in this section, he is still very loyal.

　　 "Ancestral Medicine Immortal Leaf!" Of course, Sage Lao Qingye is a person who knows the goods. When he sees such a thing, he can't help but be surprised. With such a thing, he is not only saved, but also a blessing in disguise!

"Grandma bear, you talk first, I'm going out!" The little novice Wangcai only has three medicine ancestor fairy leaves, and now he has used one. He is very painful, of course he doesn't want to stay and watch Qingye Shenglao eat the fairy. Ye, I'm afraid that Sage Aoye would take a bite like a knife in his heart! Therefore, he didn't want to stay here and ran out.

　　 And Zhi Miao never spoke, but nodded with a smile.

After the little novice Wangcai ran out, he saw Zhenren Ziyun and Buddha Shenmu sitting at the foot of the mountain. His eyes lit up, and he hurried to the front of Buddha Shenmu and said with a smile: "Hey, hey. , Hello, Shen Mu, hey, hey, hey, that relic can be given to me, hey, you all said that I am the reincarnation of Amigu Buddha, hey, hey, hey, so this relic is my thing , My things, how can you occupy them like this, and give them back to me now, I won’t care about your faults of occupying my treasures with you juniors!"

　　 Shen Mu Buddha lowered his eyes, he shook his head, and said, "Shen Zai, Shan Zai, when the uncle grows up, the relic will definitely be handed to you."

"I've grown up now!" Seeing Bao's eyes opened, the little novice monk Wangcai opened his mouth and slobbered, slapped his chest, stood on his toes, and said, "Look, look, I'm already taller than you. Yes, you said I did not grow up yet!"

　　 "I mean, after the uncle master's path is deep enough and he understands the way of Buddhism." Shen Mu Buddha still said calmly. With such an unreliable uncle, Shen Mu Buddha is still as calm as water, and he has to admire his self-cultivation!

　　 "Bah, bah, bah!" The little novice Wangcai was very upset, and said, "What **** excuses, I'm already an unparalleled Dharma and transcend all living beings! Give me back my relics!"

　　 "Goodness, goodness!" Shen Mu Fu Laohe made a noisy Buddhist horn, and did not agree.

The real Ziyun who was sitting side by side also smiled bitterly. Of course, the little novice monk from Wangcai knew that at this time, he could not help but sympathize with the old Buddha Shen Mu. It was really a headache to stand such an unreliable uncle. Thing!

"Grandma, a bear--" Wangcai novice monk jumped up, reached out to gouge Shenmu Buddha's eyebrows, and said cruelly: "If you don't return it to me, I will grab it. The Zen master wants to dig the relic. come out!"

　　 "Amitabha Buddha!" ​​Shen Mu Buddha said, "If the uncle master can grab it, the relic will be returned to the uncle master!"

"I dig, I dig, I dig and dig--" Wangcai novice monk yelled wildly, and drastically drowned the eyebrows of the old wood Buddha with his hands. Of course, it is definitely impossible to dig out the relics with his current Taoism. , He dug desperately, but couldn't get the relics out of it.

　　Wangcai little novice monk has been digging for a long time, but he has not been able to dig out the relics, but he himself is exhausted! Sit on the ground, gasping for breath.

　　 "Amitabha Buddha, kindness, kindness!" Old Shen Mufo has a good temper, his eyebrows were dug out by the little novice Wangcai for most of the day, and he still sat steadily there with no expression on his face.

"Fuck Amitabha, I am Amitabha!" The little novice Wangcai mumbled dissatisfiedly: "Grandma, a bear, I must have been a fool in my previous life! I actually gave so many treasures to you little monks, now it’s fine, you guys. The little monk actually took possession of my treasure and didn't return it to me. Is there any reason for this!"

　　 "Goodness, goodness!" Shen Mu Buddha was not angry, and his eyes closed together!

　　 After the little novice Wangcai gasped for breath, a pair of quirky eyes rolled, and he glanced at the fairy sword lying on the knee of the real man Ziyun, he immediately had an idea.

"Hey, hey, hey, Ziyun old miscellaneous hair, no, hey, hey, Ziyun Xiaodaotu, no, hey, hey, senior Ziyun!" Wangcai novice monk walked to Ziyun like a big bad wolf. In front of the real person, there was a smile that he believed to be the most kind.

"What's the matter?" It is not until today that Zhenren Ziyun met Wangcai novice monk. He knew that this little monk was lawless. Even if he came to Ziyang Temple, he would be able to make Ziyang Temple a mess if he hadn't been suppressed by his sister. jump!

　　 "Hey, Senior Ziyun, what do you think of the relics of our pack lion Nakhon Pathom?" Wangcai novice monk said with a grin.

　　 The real Ziyun nodded and said: "The relic of the ancient Buddha Ami is transformed by the Supreme Way, the treasure of the eternal Buddhist tradition, and will not be inferior to the ancestors!"

　　 "Hey, how about the fairy sword of Ziyang View?" As he said, the little novice Wangcai couldn't help drooling while looking at the fairy sword!

　　 "This is left by my ancestor of Ziyang Guan, and the price is immeasurable." Zhenren Ziyun smiled and said.

The little novice Wangcai smiled and said: "Then how about we make a deal, hey, hey, hey, I will sell you my relic, hey, change the fairy sword in your hand, how about it, you absolutely There will be no loss, my relic is definitely the only treasure in the world!"

　　 "The relic of the ancient Buddha is indeed the only one in the world!" Zhen Ziyun nodded and said, "However, there is a difference between Taoism and Buddhism. This treasure is not suitable for my view of Ziyang."

"Who said it!" The little novice Wangcai opened his eyes and said earnestly: "The Zen Master believes that all dharma is returned to the source, Buddhism and Taoism are one family! There is no difference between Buddhism and Taoism for monks! My relic must be very different. It suits you, it's definitely suitable!"

　　 The real Ziyun smiled and shook his head.

"Grandma, a bear!" Seeing that the real Ziyun disagrees, the little novice monk Wangcai glared at him, then looked at the old Buddha Shenmu, and said loudly: "I will sell you my pack lion Buddhist tradition. Later, the pack lion Buddhist tradition will be sold to you. It's yours, you just have to give me the fairy sword in your hand!"

The words of 　　Wangcai novice monk made Shenmu Buddha have a black line on his forehead. If the many Buddhas of the Pack Lion Nakhon Pathom heard this, they would be fainted with anger! This little monk is too rebellious, dare to say that he sells the pack lion buddhist path to others!

　　 Zhenren Ziyun couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile. Fortunately, the Pack Lion Nakhon Pathom is not the master of the house, otherwise, the Pack Lion Nakhon Pathom does not know what he will be like!

　　 "Old Buddha, this is the matter, let's go." Zhenren Ziyun couldn't stand the little novice monk who was prosperous, stood up and said.

　　 Finally, Shen Mu Buddha and Ziyun Zhenren floated away.

"Oh, the Ziyang view is over, and the pack lion Buddha tradition is over. A Taoist priest and a monk are in love~www.readwn.com~ They fly and stay together. This is too outrageous!" Looking at Buddha Shenmu and Master Ziyun The young novice Wangcai shook his head and sighed as he walked together from the back.

　　The distant Buddha Shenmu and Zhenren Ziyun couldn't help but stagger, big people like them were vomiting blood with outrageous words like the little novice Wang Cai!

　　"Where are Brother Ziyun and the Buddha?" When the little novice Wangcai got in from outside, Zhi Miao glanced at him and said.

The little novice Wangcai shook his head with a worried look, and said: "They are gone, Shuangfei and Shuangxian are gone, alas, sister, you have finished watching Ziyang, and my pack lion Buddha tradition is over, and two old men have done it. Being together, this is too tragic! Alas, sister, from my point of view, you should leave Ziyang Temple. I want to leave the pack lion Buddha tradition. This group of single old men is terrible!"

　　Wangcai's little novice monk almost made the old Aoba secret school who was healing nearby vomit blood with a smile. They all lowered their heads and pretended not to hear. They couldn't help feeling in their hearts that the millions of years of reputation of the Pack Lion Nakhon Pathom was ruined in the hands of this little monk.

　　 "If you talk nonsense again, I will throw you back to the pack lion Nakhon Pathom!" Zhi Miao couldn't laugh or cry, and gave him a fierce look.

In this world, only Zhi Miao can suppress this little monk. The young monk Wangcai couldn't help but shrank his neck and couldn't help muttering: "Sister, you are so fierce, are you afraid that you won't be able to marry in the future? Any man is afraid of his mother? Tiger, if you are so fierce, don’t talk about other men, even if a fierce person like Yan Xiaozi sees you, he is afraid!"

　　 "What nonsense are you talking about!" Zhi Miao, angry and hateful, slapped Wangcai novice monk on the back of his head!

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