When the national teacher turned back, he saw a foot behind him. I don't know when a fat monk was standing.
This monk can appear silently, but he did not perceive the slightest, indicating that the two sides have a great gap.
The national teacher asked: "I wonder how this master is called?"
"Oh, the poor monk quit idiots, now the Zen Xinxin Temple outside the city is hanging orders."
"It turned out to be a quoted master, and the poor was polite."
The state teacher was shocked.
Unexpectedly, this is the master from the Three Sheng Zen Temple.
I heard that this monk was overbearing. When I conquered the Dajin Dynasty Buddhist doors a few days ago, I didn't have a ruthless hand.
"Amitabha, the national teacher is courteous."
On the fat face of the monk, shaking a touch of fierce, fleeting:
"The poor monk should ask the left -phase to investigate the suspect and pity, but I did not expect that the poor monk rushed to the Fangfang Division, only to know that the pitying lady had left."
"The poor monk followed the clues all the way, and suddenly saw the national teacher, so do you want to ask the national teacher, have you seen the pity?"
"Master Zen forgive, the poor monks have never seen the pity."
Seeing the monk of Xingxian seemed to be unbelievable, the national teacher smiled: "Why should the master look at me like this?
The monk's gaze turned around and suddenly laughed: "The national teacher laughed, wouldn't the poor monk not believe, but that woman couldn't escape the poverty monk's palm."
After he said he was ready to leave, but stopped again: "By the way, the national teacher, can you ask you to help the poor monk?"
"Master, please say."
"Presumably, the national teacher has also heard that the poor monk is looking for a white fox. It is a spirit demon raised by my Three Lives Zen Temple, but I don't want to run out secretly.
Monk find it. "
"Okay, what are the characteristics of the white fox?"
"It is a spiritual white fox. The corpse who likes to win the people is adults. If the national teacher finds a clue, you can go to the Temple of Zen Heart in the city. They have a way to contact the poor monks."
After speaking, the monk quit and the monk left straight away.
It wasn't until his figure completely disappeared that the national teacher had a breath, and let go of the heart that hanged his throat.
The stress that the monk of the queen idiot gave him was too great, not only because of the gap between strength, but also because he knew that the queue was a person with a heart -mindedness.
In the face of the deacon of Ziwei Daomen, although he knew that the other party was stronger than himself, he was just worried whether the other party would drive himself and let himself leave the Grand Jin court. He never worried that the other party would kill himself.
Because he knew very well that the one who was not like to kill innocence.
But this quoting monk is different. He can feel that the killing heart is very heavy.
He also didn't understand. How did the Three Life Zen Institute say that it is also the top Buddhist gate of Buddhism and Taoism.
The national teacher shook his head and murmured in his mouth: "Is that the pitying lady just now? Forget it, just see it wrong, the woman may cause the deacon, and the conflict with the monk who quit idiots."
"The dispute between the disciples of the six major gate, there is no need to mix it in poor way, let's be my national teacher. Before the five heaven and the people decline, enjoy the rest of my life."
Nympho
Totten Temple.
Zhao Mu asked Black and Turtle to enter the Lingxian Xianfu to cultivate, and then turned Xianfu into dust and left the palace.
At this time, it was noon, and the bright sun shone, and the people were warm and warm.
Zhao Mu Shu comfortably stretched out his lazy waist: "Still drying the sun and comfortable, staying in the palace, I feel that the bones are itchy, and my body is uncomfortable."
"It's been three years, and I don't know if there are any big things in the Dajin Dynasty? Let's go back to Beijing first."
Zhao Mu Fuchen took the dust on his left arm, and exhibited the shrinking into the ground, and quickly walked towards the capital of Beijing.
His movement speed is extremely fast, even if ordinary people ride thousands of miles, they are far from comparable.
Just half a day, Zhao Mu rushed to the North Xinjiang Grassland.
Looking at the endless grassland in front of you, a vast feeling sprinted.
"Time has passed so fast, it has been hundreds of years since I met Zhanxiong here. It has been hundreds of years.
Zhao Mu sighed.
This northern Xinjiang Grassland was once the border between the Dajin Dynasty and the Beimang State.
When Zhao Mu came to this grassland in the northern Xinjiang that year, he happened to have encountered Zhanxiong, who was destroying the northern Manguo country and was returning to the DPRK in the class.
At that time, Zhanxiong was in full swing, known as the first master of the Dajin Dynasty, and admired countless people.
But unfortunately, the hero also died one day.
Today, Zhanxiong's body may have become loess long ago, but he is still alive, and he will continue to live.
"Sure enough, time is the most powerful weapon in this world. Except for me, who can experience the erosion of the world?"
"Oh, today I was feeling things here a few hundred years ago. I don't know if tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years later, will I return to this northern Xinjiang grassland, and I feel again today?"
"The earth changes, the vicissitudes of the sea, maybe hundreds of thousands of years later, the northern Xinjiang grassland is not necessarily."
Zhao Mu said with a smile.
He shook his head and moved forward.
Night fell.
In the valley ahead, there was a sudden fire.
When Zhao Mu walked into the valley, he saw a team of people resting in the valley.
"Hehe, you have a fate when you meet, look at it in the past."
Zhao Mu smiled freely, deliberately sinking and letting the other party discover himself.
"Who?"
The team's horses immediately became alert and pulled out weapons alert.
Zhao Mu arched and saluted: "Everyone, disturbing, the poor way happened to pass by here.
At this time, the young man sitting next to a fire piled up and waved his book: "Don't be nervous. When you meet, you will have a fate.
"Yes, son."
Everyone put away the sword, but was still vigilant about Zhao Mu.
Zhao Mu didn't care about it, and walked next to the young man and sat down: "Poor Xuan Chengzi, I wonder how the son is called?"
"Oh, in Xiayatai Sogo, I have seen Xuan Chengzi Dao Chief."
The young man smiled and said, put the book on the chair next to him.
Zhao Mu glanced at it and suddenly moved in his heart, and saw four words written on the sealed page of that book -hive secret recording.
"Where is the Taoist chief going to go?" Chongguang, Yantai, asked.
"Poor Dao likes to travel to the world, and recently wandered around the north, so I am going to see it in Beijing."
Zhao Mu laughed.
At this time, some people brought food, and Zhao Mu was not polite. After receiving it, I ate it.
Yantai Chongguang smiled: "The Taoist is really free and free, and informal."
After all, people who often walk on the rivers and lakes usually rarely eat things given by strangers. He did not expect that the Taoist priest in front of him was hesitant.
"Hehe, what is free and easy, just hungry." Zhao Mu said randomly.
"Indeed, you should eat when you are hungry."
Yantai Chongguang squinted his eyes slightly, and suddenly asked: "Xuan Chengzi Taoist, I wonder if you can go to the teaching workshop in Beijing?"
"It's time, and I still live in a short time. Why, the son knows the poor?"
Zhao Mu was fighting a ribs, and he didn't lift his head.