Until after Master Bungzhu and Ye Junlang and other people walked away, Mo Qingcai confirmed that he was temporarily safe. His life kept his life, and his martial arts had not been broken.
Rao is so, he is not easy to feel now. The palm of Master Buda has made him hit hard. To fully recover, it takes at least several months.
The Mo Shengzi has stepped forward to help Mo Qing, and Mo Qing looked at it in one direction.
He knew who was the person who helped him. If there were not for this predecessor, and when the second palm of Master Budi fell down, he had already been a waste.
Master bitter bamboo monks may not kill his life, but he will definitely abolish him with martial arts, and since then he has become an abandoned person.
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Ye Junlang was walking towards the foot of Lingxiafeng Mountain along the original road.
Master Bitzhu also followed them. This really made Ye Junlang feel free to ask a super bodyguard to take care of it.
"This time, I really thank Master for saving each other." Ye Junlang said, and then said, "But the master calls me my brother, I think I deliberately, is it to make the other party feel that there is a relationship between the master and me.
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"Amitabha. Brother can call me bitter bamboo or younger brother." Master Budi said, "Brother is the descendant of Master Ye Xiao, and Big Bamboo calls you a brother and reasonable."
"Ye ... Master is said to Old Ye?" Ye Junlang was surprised and asked.
Master bitter bamboo nodded and said, "exactly."
"Master, you are still in the same door as Ye Ye?" Ye Junlang was really surprised.
Master Big Bamboo said: "Before the little master's ancestor left the Buda Temple and entered the red dust, he did not accept a pro -disciple disciple. After entering the red dust, he accepted an outer disciple in the vulgar world.
Uncle Xiao. Brother brother was brought by his uncle from the young master since he was a child, and won the True Legend of the Bitter Zen Temple. Therefore, from this point of view, the poor monk calls you a brother to be reasonable. "
"Master, are you wrong? Old man Ye has taken me to grow up from an early age. But, I haven't heard him taught me any Buddhist method." Ye Junlang said quickly.
"Amitabha. I also asked my brother to call me a master. This made the little uncle hear it. I am afraid that the poor monks will be trained. Or call me a teacher." Master Budi said with both hands.
Ye Junlang's face was a little embarrassed. The old monk in front of him was obviously a well -known monk, but he called him a master?
Isn't this clear that it is about to take advantage?
But looking at Master Big Bamboo's true face, it doesn't work without shouting.
"Teacher, brother?" Ye Junlang was really unaccustomed.
Master bitter bamboo thinks it is normal, and he is righteous. He said: "Brother, the Dharma lies in inheritance, not whether to practice. The uncle is not in the Buddha, but he has Buddha in his heart, otherwise how can he be cultivated into the ancient martial arts world.
The Great Diamond Realm? The poor monk had found a little uncle and wanted to discuss the Dalguga realm. The uncle bluntly stated that the Dalong Kong realm did not have the inheritance of the paper sutra.
Practice perception in the red dust. "
Ye Junlang was stunned and couldn't help asking: "What does this Dalguga mean?"
Master bitter bamboo smiled and said, "Brothers don't need to know. According to the poor monks, I am afraid that the uncle will have arranged it early. The poor monk will not say much."
Ye Junlang heard that it was confused and seemed to be in the clouds.
An extra teacher, or a monk with his own strength that has reached the martial arts value of the martial arts. He himself is unbelievable. Now that there is a Great King Kong realm, he doesn't even understand.
"Bai Xian'er has seen Master bitter bamboo."
Walking around, Bai Xian'er said respectfully to Master Big Bamboo.
Master bitter bamboo looked at Bai Xianer and said, "The white girl is polite. Is it okay for the Lord Bai?"
"My grandpa is still very good." Bai Xian'er said.
Master bitter bamboo nodded and said, "The Lord Bai has a good granddaughter, just ... alas, unfortunately."
When Bai Xian'er's eyes turned, she understood the meaning of Master Buda, but her face looked very quiet, and said with a smile: "I feel nothing. As long as I can be fully lived every day, I am satisfied.
No regrets will be left. "
"Amitabha. Seeing light life and death is for the Buddha. The White Girl has such a state of mind, and the poor monks admire." Master Budi said, and then said, "Da Wu is speechless. The white girl is very wise and wisdom, and I hope that the good people have their own heaven.
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"Master bitter bamboo is praised. The juniors can not reach the realm of Da Wu's speechlessness. There is an unexpected situation, and life is the same? As long as I can hold my own destiny now, I feel enough." Bai Xian
The child said.
"Amitabha, good, good!"
Master bitter bamboo reads a Buddhist language with both hands.
Ye Junlang gradually let himself accept the fact that he had an extra Buddhist and brother. It was embarrassing that he had no monks, not in the Buddhist gate, so this was a bit embarrassing.
However, Master Bitzhu did not care about these. He seemed to be easy -going and approachable along the way. There was no sense of distance that the monk of Buddhism was out of reach.
If you had to see the martial arts in the martial arts realm of Bitzka just now, Ye Junlang really felt that the Master of Big Bamboo was no different from those ordinary ascetic monks.
"Brother, your martial arts have reached the martial arts realm?" Ye Junlang asked.
"Compared to the uncle, the martial arts achievement of the poor monk is nothing." Master Budi said.
Ye Junlang smiled and said, "You mean Old Ye? According to me, he may be far worse than you. He knows how powerful he is, and he doesn't know how to be humble at all. This is
It's not as good as your brother, you. "
Master bitter bamboo smiled slightly and said nothing.
"Brother, your previous shot was a domineering side leak, and the elder of the Magic Holy Land was almost died on the ground with a slap." Ye Junlang said, "But in the end you did not continue to shoot the second palm in the second palm.
• Simply shoot the elder of the Magic Sect. "
"Amitabha. The Buddha's door should not be easily killed. Even if the ink is deep, the poor monks can only remove his own magic and let him live and die." Master Budi said, and then said, "As for the poor monk recovered the second palm, it appeared at the moment.
The poor monks were reluctant to come forward to block the old guys who were contaminated with cause and effect. When the poor monk took the first palm, he did not stop. Since the second palm came forward, the poor monk only recovered. "
After listening to Big Bamboo, Ye Junlang immediately realized that the origin of the mysterious character who persuaded Master Budi was definitely unusual, otherwise it would not be enough to sell a monk like Master Budi.
Give him face.
"Brother, who is this person? Is it an old guy in the Holy Land of Magic Sect?"