White-Robed Chief

"Amitabha, the master of Lu Dao, the monks don't slang!" Xin Ji He said quietly.

"Haha ..." Lu Junshan laughed twice and shook his head: "It is a monk who does not slang, and the dead are resurrected to return to yang. This kind of thing is not slang. Your Daci'en Temple opened your eyes and talked blindly ! "

Huiguang monk Shen said: "Lord Lu said we are thick-skinned, right?"

"Isn't that thick-skinned?" Lu Junshan said angrily: "It's okay to lie to a little girl, can you really deceive an old man? ... Congratulations, Fu Huyin returned to your Da Ci'en Temple!"

"Originally was the thing of our Daci'en Temple." The monk Huiguang Shen said, "Your Fenglie Island is getting more and more excessive. First you bombed Zhengxi Zhenhai City, and you tried to find the secret in our temple. Do you think we are big? Is Ci'en Temple easy to bully? "

"Haha, everyone knows that Da Ci'en Temple is difficult to mess with, but who made you have a tiger tiger seal." Lu Junshan hummed: "This seat is already full of sincerity, we can exchange secrets, you take tiger tiger seal, we take the spring wind and rain. The answer is that you are stubborn and don't agree! "

"Amitabha Buddha." The monk Huiguang shook his head: "Although the spring breeze and rain tricks are wonderful, they are useless to us. This is a strong buy and sell for the landlord. Look at our Daci'en Temple!"

"Oh, nothing!" Lu Junshan said: "You Daci'en Temple is the most difficult to mess with, this place knows."

"Report this matter later!" Huiguang monk Shen said, "But it will never happen."

"Okay, let's go on." Lu Junshan smiled indifferently.

Now that he has made up his mind, he is ready to completely offend Da Ci'en Temple, and hit and fight. The current Fenglie Island is not the former Fenglie Island, and the current Dacien Temple is not the former Dacien Temple. The situation with inland areas has changed dramatically.

Chu Li sat on the top of the tower, muttering to himself, the turbulent breath around kept coming.

He is now only worried about doing things over Da Ci'en Temple, bringing back the Huicheng monk's soul, and taking some time to call back, but he feels that since the Huicheng monk loves Luzhu so much, he will not leave easily.

After a moment, he showed a smile, and as expected, the spirit of the monk Huicheng was still there, and he was easily recruited into the runner tower, and returned to his body under the action of the Jizo Scripture.

Life and death reversed, and he woke up leisurely.

When Lu Zhu was sitting in the middle of the tower, his heart trembled, and suddenly he was very tense. He didn't worry about whether it was a trap. Fu Huyin was taken away. Although Fu Huyin was important, he was not at ease now.

She has only a glimmer of hope, will Huicheng really be alive.

When she felt that the body in her arms started to warm, and then gradually moved, she looked at Huicheng's eyes fiercely, and saw his eyes slowly opened, and her mind suddenly became blank.

"Ah-!" The scream could be heard outside even through the stone tower.

Lu Junshan immediately took a step forward and shouted, "Do you dare to harm the little girl ?!"

His eyebrows were raised, his yellow robe hunted, his momentum was roaring like a wind, and people dared not look straight.

"Amitabha, Lord Lu Dao, please be calm and restless!" Xin Ji announced a Buddhist chant, calming his mind.

Lu Junshan gritted his teeth and yelled, "The abbot, no wonder that this seat is rude. The little girl really has three strengths and two weaknesses. This seat will devote one island to kill your disciples at Daci'en Temple!"

He didn't rush to act because Chu Li and Hui Guang were silent, and eighteen monks were there, and no one entered the tower.

"The master of Ludao is so suffocated." The silent monk shook his head.

He was calm and unhurried: "Let's see."

Lu Zhu suddenly appeared in front of everyone, and had stepped out of the tower and lost his soul.

Lu Junshan hurried to step in front of her and took her arm: "What's going on? What hurt? ... Fu Huyin?"

Lu Zhu slammed hard, trying to get rid of his big hands but failed to get rid of it.

"Girl!" Lu Junshan yelled.

Lu Zhu calmed down and glared at him: "Let me go!"

"They bullied you?" Lu Junshan said coldly.

"Brother Zhou is awake." Lu Zhu gritted his teeth slowly and said, "He is going to go to the temple to be punished!"

"Really awake?" Lu Junshan was surprised and let go of his hand.

Lu Zhu hummed: "Wake up."

"What about the tiger's seal?" Lu Junshan asked quickly.

"Brother Zhou has been given, and he will take it back." Lu Zhu said coldly.

"Xiao Zhou is really weird. He stole it out and has to return it!" Lu Junshan said angrily: "Since I want to return, what else is stolen, isn't this a mess?"

Make him Bai Huan joy!

"It's not all because of you!" Lu Zhu sneered, "If it wasn't for your encouragement, I've been fooled by you, how could you make Brother Zhou make such a big mistake, now you should be satisfied!"

"I don't have Fuhuyin, what am I satisfied with!" Lu Junshan hummed.

"That's because you didn't have that life!" Lu Zhu said unwillingly and sneered: "Don't talk to me in the future!"

She said, walked away, disappeared in a blink.

"You ...!" Lu Junshan threw his big sleeves angrily and stared at his heart.

"Amitabha Buddha!" ​​A handsome middle-aged monk stepped slowly out of the runner tower, stepped forward to the silent monk, and put a thin book in his hands: "Abbot!"

Lu Junshan's words came to an abrupt end.

Although he heard Lu Zhu said that the monk Huicheng had already come alive ~ www.readwn.com ~, but he really saw the monk who lived in Huicheng, but he was shocked.

Xinji took the booklet, opened it, and slowly nodded, "Lost in the sky, know how to do it, Amitabha!"

The monk Huicheng folded his hands together and retreated aside.

"Xiao Zhou, are you really here?" Lu Junshan exclaimed.

The monk Huicheng looked up at him, and said: "Uncle Lu, he is resurrected. The little monk has fully realized the life and death. All kinds of people have died before. Zhou Ming is dead. Only the little monk Huicheng is alive."

"Okay, you can live it." Lu Junshan nodded slowly, saying with emotion: "I didn't expect you to be so stupid, take good care of yourself!"

He turned to his silence and said, "Abbot abbot, Da Ci'en Temple still has such a skill, really convinced this seat to take it!"

Gale Island ’s martial arts is stronger, the spring wind and rain tricks are more powerful, but it does not have the ability to resurrect the dead, but Da Ci'en Temple has such a skill. It really goes beyond the scope of martial arts and is almost a miracle.

He looked at Chu Li: "Master Dingru, I wonder what this magical power is?"

"It's the Jizo Scroll of the Dai Temple."

"Tibetan runners ..." Lu Junshan nodded: "Farewell!"

He said stop turning and leave.

Chu Li looked to the heart silent.

Xin Jing gently shook her head to signal that she should not move.

Chu Li showed a helpless look.

After they disappeared from Lu Junshan, the heart quietly said, "Since the master of Wandao is here, why not show up?"

"Abbot abbot, this seat is polite." Wan Ziyang appeared in the void, as a gift.

Silently said: "The owner of Wandao wishes to be paid, and my concubine must be congratulated."

Wan Ziyang laughed: "The land and the sea should be one, and should not be separated from the inside and the outside. The lifelong wish of this person is that there is no separation between the people on the sea and the land, and they are one and the same, making the world bigger."