White-Robed Chief

ps: The recommendation list rises to the fifth, and it ’s one step up, sincerely fearful, you are fierce!

The round mirror in Chu Li's mind flickered slightly, and every verse was shining.

The stupa suddenly emitted a golden light, and the stupa beads on his hand also condensed into a piece of golden light. The two gathered behind his head and condensed into a light group, like a mirror standing behind his head, and the glory flowed.

The Shamites looked over at once.

"Practice magic!"

"It's magical!"

They whispered and looked at Chu Li excitedly.

Chu Libao became more solemn.

Xiao Shi shook his head.

It seems that he has realized the magical power of heaven and earth, and the monks at the King Kong Temple saw it. I don't know what they would think.

The golden light behind his head suddenly shrank, turning into a light that penetrated Chuli's forehead.

"Don't worry about where you are, and your mind is in front of your eyes!" Chu Li groaned softly, and slowly opened his eyes.

"That's it!" Zhong Shami looked at him excitedly.

Xiao Shi smiled cheerfully: "Done?"

Chu Li smiled: "It's done!"

The old monk, who had been dying to breathe at any time, came slowly, and he gave a ritual: "Chu, congratulations!"

Chu Lihe even smiled: "Thank Your Excellency!"

"The Chu donor has realized his magical powers," said the old monk. "It's time to return after the fate law has been exhausted."

Chu Lidao said: "Yes, leave today."

The old monk nodded and left slowly.

"It's going to be ridiculous so soon!" Xiao Shi frowned. "I want to stay a few more days."

Chu Li smiled and said, "Xuan An Xiaozun?"

"This little monk is shy." Xiao Shi smiled. "I said that I would recognize him as a son, he didn't want to!"

Chu Li laughed: "You dare to think!"

Xiao Shi said: "This young monk is very eye-catching to me, but unfortunately he will leave soon!"

"There is always a banquet in the world, you always have to go." Chu Lidao said: "Xuan An Xiaozun is a person who wants to become a Buddha."

Xuan'an is superior to wisdom, and cultivation will succeed in the future.

"What is Buddhahood? His master said that he can't cultivate now." Xiao Shi said with a skeptical expression, "It is said that the fate is unfinished. The opportunity for cultivation is not.

"Endless?" Chu Li was surprised: "Looks like we can still see him."

"I don't know any dust," Xiao Shi hummed.

"It's useless to say more, pack up and go." Chu Li Road.

Xiao Shi returned to the room. Pack your bags.

The two opened the gate of the courtyard and stepped out. Be regarded as leaving King Kong Temple.

Xiao Shi stepped down the stairs and suddenly turned back.

The courtyard door was pushed open and Xuan came out.

Xiao Shi smiled: "Little monk, practice well, have the opportunity to come back to see you!"

Xuan An solemnly combined the gift, Xiaolian Shen Su: "Xiao Shi is mainly happier, but hesitates!"

"Good!" Xiao Shi smiled and waved.

Chu Li held Xiao Shi's wrist, and the two disappeared in a flash.

Xu Jing stood still in front of the courtyard, staring motionlessly.

After a long while. He turned back into the yard and slowly closed the temple door.

He came to his house, took out the baggage from under the bookcase, and took out six pieces of clothes, three coats, three monks' robes, and fine stitches.

After looking at it for a while, he touched it again, carefully folded it up, and **** his baggage. Put it back in the bookcase.

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King An's house is brightly lit, like daylight.

The skinny old man Ding Jian came out of the study lightly and whispered, "His Royal Highness. Someone has been found."

The study room was brightly lit, but the yard was not lit, and Ding Jian was hidden in the darkness.

"Oh-?" An Wang pushed open the window, revealing Junyi's face: "When did you arrive?"

"Just arrived, it has been placed in an inconspicuous yard." Ding Jian said.

King An thought for a while: "Bring him over!"

"Yes." Ding Jian nodded.

An Wang said: "No third person is allowed to know!"

"His Royal Highness rest assured that only the old man will do it before and after this matter, others do not know." Ding Jian said.

"Very good, go." An Wang jaw.

Ding Jian retreated with his fists.

King An sat in the study and closed the window. Pensive.

He was standing not far away from a chubby young monk with a good looks. It is the Xingning of the King Kong Temple.

"Honor, the person I am looking for. It is an aristocrat." Wang Andao said: "It is very accurate, you can see the past and the future."

Xu Ning said, "Why did Wang find this person?"

"I'm still not assured." Wang An shook his head. "Whether you want to marry Miss Xiao Er."

"Uncle Kongjing will never lie." Xu Ning shook his head.

An Wangdao: "It is not a doubt of the Emperor Jingjing. You cannot listen to the family in all things. This is my rule."

Xu Ning's expression remained unchanged: "This aristocrat must have great magical powers."

An Wang laughed: "It is a folk wonder who can break the sun and the yin, and has a good reputation."

Xu Ning shook her head slowly and said, "Unless you are able to see through the sky, you really want to see through fate ..."

"That may not be so." An Wang laughed. "The Buddhists have a heavenly eye, but when it comes to looking at the fate of a person, he is better at it."

"Amitabha ..." Xu Ning announced a Buddhist horn, stepped back and stopped speaking.

An Wang smiled and didn't care.

Soon after, Ding Jian brought a man in a black robe into the courtyard of the study.

After entering the yard, Ding Jian helped him take off the black robe outside, exposing the blue robe.

The face of this middle-aged person is like a crown jade, with three beauties under his jaw, clearing his beard, his appearance clear, his hand holding a fan, and shaking it gently twice.

"His Royal Highness, Mr. Yuan is here!" Ding Jian whispered softly.

"Please Mr. Yuan come in to tell the story!" Wang An's voice came.

Ding Jian laughed: "Mr. Yuan, please!"

Mr. Yuan hugged his fist, walked freely and came to the study.

The lights were as bright as daylight. An Wang sat behind his wide desk and looked at him quietly, his eyes seemingly clear.

After Mr. Yuan entered the house, he gave his fist a gift, not humble or humble: "Yuan has seen the Lord!"

"Mr. Yuan, he has long been famous." An Wang Shen said, "I invite Mr. Yuan to come, to help the king to see the good luck."

Mr. Yuan swept through the house, and only a young monk stood by, no one else.

Mr. Yuan smiled with his fists: "Yuan is a sparse learner, and Wang Ye is a noble deed, for fear of being beyond his means, something wrong!"

His expression was free and easy, and his words were sloppy.

"Hehe ..." Wang An waved his hand and smiled: "Mr. Yuan must be polite. Wang is always curious and interested in these things. Can I find out what is good and how far? The king ’s future concubine was seen by a master, saying it was expensive and unbelievable. "

Mr. Yuan took a careful look at Wang An and mourned silently.

"What can Mr. Yuan see?" An Wang said.

"Wang Yehong's stars are moving, and indeed they are about to get married." Mr. Yuan groaned, "but ..."

"Mr. Yuan has something to say ~ www.readwn.com ~ Whether it is good or bad, Wang will never be surprised!" An Wang smiled.

The fortune-teller has amazing words, and he is very confused about these common tricks.

Mr Yuan sighed: "Wang Wang, it's better not to say."

"Is there a **** disaster for my king?" An Wang frowned.

Mr. Yuan said: "If you follow Yuan's words, Wang should not be married."

"Oh-?" King An sat upright, leaned forward, and smiled: "May I hear the details!"

Mr Yuan sighed: "The Lord and this nobleman still don't like it."

"How do you say that?" An An stared at him.

Mr. Yuan said: "The noble person's life is too hard, so I am afraid of Wang ..."

He shook his head without saying a word. (To be continued.)