The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

The sound is like the chirping of a kingfisher, like the sound of nature!

In contrast, Qin Xuan's words that got stuck in his throat before he could say it, were as unpleasant as duck calls. .

Chapter [-]: Not a Tang monk is better than a Tang monk

Glancing at Nangong Feng, who had a bright complexion, she said, "Lingmei is really straightforward, hahahaha... Suddenly I feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach, you guys continue to talk!"

Qin Xuan resolutely flinched without any reason to believe it. With that little girl Nangong Feng around, it was almost impossible to talk.

Seeing that Qin Xuan was swallowed by Nangongfeng and had to run away in a hurry, everyone glanced at Nangongfeng unexpectedly, whether this girl was so straightforward or had a problem with her emotional intelligence.

But this is not the key, the key is that Qin Xuan ran away.

As for the upset stomach, you can pull it down. At their level, even if they don't eat for a month, they can rely on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to feed their body. Is the stomach uncomfortable?Unless you absorb the bad luck of heaven and earth!

Hiding in a corner, he casually took a cup of fruit brew from the plate served by the maid who passed by. Qin Xuan, who had just drank a couple of sips and planned to relieve his embarrassment, felt a ghostly breath approaching behind him.

"The poor 043 monk has no intention to see the donor Qin, and I don't know why the donor Qin is here alone?"

A Buddha horn sounded from behind Qin Xuan, Qin Xuan closed his mouth and tilted his neck speechlessly.

With a depressed look on his face, he looked at the oily face behind him, the man was more delicate than a flower, his skin was better than the white snow in the spring, and he smiled with a bewildering bald-headed monk.

"I'm sorry, Master, you recognized the wrong person, borrowed it~!"

Because it was in the corner, the unintentional Buddha just blocked Qin Xuan's way.

"The Buddha said that we are destined, so we meet in all living beings, Amitabha!"

Wuxin Buddha stood in front of Qin Xuan, and Qin Xuan vaguely felt that a supreme Buddha was bewitching him.

A clever, Qin Xuan opened his eyes wide to look at Wuxin Buddha, still the bald head with a face as white as milk jade.

"The Buddha said that when you stop it, you will suffer from chaos, so the road is facing the sky, and we both go to one side~!"

Qin Xuan was about to walk away, but Wuxin Buddha stayed there motionless.

"The Buddha said that when gentlemen meet each other, they will be round in every direction, and they will be at ease everywhere, so why do they go to one side? Qin Shizhu, you are in good shape! Amitabha Buddha is very good~!"

Wuxin Buddha was stunned when he heard Qin Xuan's words that he should stop constantly, and he was stunned by his chaotic words, but then he reacted quickly and refuted, and said that Qin Xuan had no temper.

"That's right, holy monk, you are right, but please let me go, you are a monk, and I am not a gentleman, so...!"

Qin Xuan was afraid that if he continued to tear it down, if he stayed for a while, he would not be able to help himself and kill him!

"The Buddha said that all living beings are equal, and all living beings have Buddha-nature, so everyone is a Buddha, but in the eyes of the little monk, everyone can be a gentleman."

As soon as Qin Xuan finished speaking, Wuxin Buddha picked it up, and said, don't you think so, Qin donor?

Qin Xuan was speechless, and his eyes were as if he had met a ghost, "I said, Holy Monk, wouldn't you mean to say that after looking back five hundred years in the past life, it was only in exchange for the passing of this life?"

Qin Xuan said with certainty.

"Donor Qin turned out to be proficient in my Buddhist scriptures? But Donor Qin is not entirely right. The complete sentence should be the Buddha's saying: Only after a hundred lives can we cross the boat together, and only after a thousand lives can we sleep together; , in exchange for a rubbing shoulder in this life! Its meaning is to describe the infatuation of love, hatred, hatred, infatuation, and the poor monk is already in the dust, so those words (bebf) will never be said to you~!"

Speaking, Wuxin Buddha seemed to think of something terrible, and glanced at Qin Xuan's cuff strangely.

He seemed to feel that he had gone astray when he saw Qin Xuan like this.

"The Buddha said that the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore. Wrong love, hatred, hatred and delusion are like the endless sea of ​​suffering. Even if the donor is already a monk in the four-pole realm, even if he loses his true heart, he will sink in it!"

Wuxin Buddha's persuasion, with a kind of pity.

"The Buddha said that form is emptiness, and emptiness is form...!"

"The Buddha said that it cannot be said...!"

Buddha said...

"Buddha said your uncle~!"

Qin Xuan looked at the Wuxin Buddha who was eloquent and eloquent. If he didn't know that he was in a world that covered the sky and the sun, he would doubt whether the Wuxin Buddha was the same flower as Tang Seng.

The same Buddhist Jie language is full of nonsense, the same two things that were originally unrelated can be involved, and what is even more speechless is that it sounds so reasonable.

No wonder the person Monkey King, the great sage Monkey King in "Journey to the West", who most wanted to kill with a stick was not Guanyin, not Tathagata, but Tang Seng!

If Tang Sanzang was in this nagging state of the unintentional Buddha at this time, he would be meow, and if it was Qin Xuan, he would be the first to beat him to death with a stick.

The big deal is that if the Tathagata is pressed down Wuzhi Mountain for another five thousand years, at least he will be able to end up in peace.

"Hey, Shizhu Qin, what's wrong with you? Am I wrong, or should I tell you again?"

"No no no... I Buddha said it right, Xuan benefited a lot~!"

Qin Xuan hurriedly waved his hand, joking, he was already dizzy enough, and if he went on, his brain would explode!

"It seems that the donor Qin has already realized a little bit, so I will speak for my Buddha for a while?"

"The Buddha said...!"

The broken thoughts started again, boom, a sound of hitting the wall.

"Please... please let me go~!"

Ps: I laughed when I wrote it, I felt like I was writing about Tang Monk! .

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