Taoist Shenji felt very strange. According to his self-cultivation, even if he was with the crazy monk Jue Chen who didn't want to make friends with anyone, he wouldn't be in such a hysterical state. Could it be that he was about to suffer a disaster from heaven?
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However, even if he suffered a catastrophe from heaven, he would still be out of reach.
It is fair to say that the crazy monk Jue Chen suffered a heavenly calamity. He had such a mean mouth. He only respected the Buddha but not the Buddha. He said that as the saying goes, after wine and meat pass through the intestines, I, the Buddha, will remain in his heart.
When eating, he would also ask others to quickly serve him wine and meat, and sometimes he would have to find two wine companions for him.
For a Buddhist disciple like him, Shenji Taoist thought that the Buddha would ask him to go to the Western Heaven to have a heart-to-heart talk and discuss Buddhism. But if he wanted to go to the Western Heaven, how could he not suffer the punishment of heavenly calamity?
After thinking about it carefully, Shenji Taoist realized that he was angry.
That’s right, it’s just anger!
Very angry!
Ever since he got together with the mad monk Jue Chen, the word anger had not appeared in the emotional world of Taoist Shenji many years ago.
He is a man who has followed the Tao all his life, is calm-minded, and has clear thoughts. He does not fight or fight, and rarely has conflicts with others (not including his quarrel with the crazy monk Juechen).
And very few things in this world can touch his earthly immortal heart.
He cultivates his body and nourishes his qi, but the qi he cultivates and cultivates is qi machine. It is the most mellow energy in the universe, and it is the ultimate power when seeking the way and asking the sky to finally break through the void.
Qi can strengthen the body, Qi can cleanse the marrow and cut hair, and Qi can make people eventually become immortal beings in the world.
It's just a pity that there is so little Qi nowadays, and those who know how to practice Qi are like phoenix feathers and chicken feathers.
However, when he was angry, he thought hard and carefully, and found that he really couldn't remember the last time he was angry because of when and what happened.
Why can't this young man and that annoying monk make him so angry as soon as he opens his mouth?
After Taoist Shenji thought about it carefully, his eyes suddenly brightened.
Taoist fate, or Buddhist fate.
Because they were destined to each other, he was able to break his Taoist heart repeatedly. Otherwise, so many people couldn't break it, so why could he lose control of his emotions without a doubt?
He has a Taoist affinity with the mad monk Juechen, and the mad monk Juechen has a Buddhist affinity with him.
And the kid in front of me is obviously having an affair with the fat monk. Oh, no, it must be fate.
Taoist Shenji's cultivation level is not bad, how can the cultivation level of Crazy Monk Juechen be weak? How could Crazy Monk Juechen not discover the fate that he can discover?
Therefore, Su Lin found that the fat monk not far away looked at him with eyes that changed and became more intense. This frightened Su Lin. He took a step back and said, "You are not here to pick her up."
, you’re not here to sell charms. Are you here to pick me up for him?”
Su Lin pointed at the mad monk Jue Chen and shouted.
The smile on Taoist Shenji's face froze instantly, his mouth opened wide, his eyes bulged, and his body shook even more violently.
He was sure that he was about to suffer a catastrophe, otherwise why would he feel like he was struck by five thunders?
However, didn’t the fat monk say that he had to experience nine divine thunders when encountering a heavenly tribulation, so why did he only have five? Could it be that his cultivation level was too low, or was it that monks were more unlucky than Taoist priests?
At this time, the mad monk Juechen also felt that he had been slapped by thunder. However, his resistance to inferiority was stronger than that of Taoist Shenji. He did not have the five thunders to hit him, but he still felt that the divine thunder filled his body and made him burnt inside and out.
However, the more this happened, the happier he became.
This is what suits him!
Therefore, the mad monk Juechen felt more pleasing to the eye when he looked at Su Lin, and his eyes became softer and softer.
This mother shocked Su Lin again. He felt that he had to leave quickly, otherwise he would be overturned by this strange monk and Taoist priest. What would his girlfriends do?
Su Lin looked at Taoist Shenji's expression and asked a little fearfully: "You're not really here to pick me up for him, are you?"
“Puch—!”
Shen Siyin on the side finally couldn't help it anymore and laughed.
After Taoist Shenji silently recited a few words of Infinite Heavenly Lord in his heart, he finally suppressed the murderous anger in his heart, bowed to Su Lin with one hand, and said: "Old Taoist feels that he is very destined to this little girl, so I came here to talk about it. "
Taoist Shenji looked at Shen Siyin and said: "Old Taoist, I'm old enough. I'm by no means a lecherous person, nor a person who sells talismans for profit. I'm intruding because I just want to have a few words with you, little girl. It's absolutely no harm. There is no ill intention in my heart."
As he said that, he looked at Su Lin and said: "As for whether the fat monk wants to pick you up, I don't know, but you can ask him!"
Shen Siyin found this Taoist and monk very interesting. He couldn't help but look at the old Taoist with doubtful eyes and asked, "What do you want to talk to me about?"
Taoist Shenji pointed to the table next to him and said, "Can we sit down and talk?"
"There are still poor monks, and there are still poor monks who need to talk!"
The fat monk also came over at this time, sat down unceremoniously, and stared at Su Lin with burning eyes.
When Su Lin saw that look, he felt disgusted. Yes, disgusted. He thought that this monk had changed his sexual orientation because he had been a monk for a long time and had not seen a woman for a long time.
No, when I saw that he was handsome, invincible, mighty and graceful, handsome and suave, even more beautiful than Pan An, he was better than Zhou Lang... and all the other beautiful words to describe me, I fell in love right away.
This is not impossible.
Taoist Shenji hadn't asked yet, but the crazy monk Juechen couldn't help it. He looked at Su Lin and asked, "Boy, are you a martial arts practitioner?"
"No!" Su Lin said directly.
"That's weird, that's weird! How can someone who is not a martial artist be better than ordinary martial arts practitioners?"
Su Lin stared at the two of them warily, and then said: "From the appearance of the two of you, it seems that you don't know Kung Fu at all, but when you pulled out the chair, it made me wary. This chair is made of Sophora japonica The wooden chair weighs tens of kilograms. When you just sat down, you lifted it up as lightly as if you were grabbing a handful of air. It seems that even if I didn't take action just now, those people probably can't do anything to you. Bar?"
At the same time, Su Lin couldn't help but sigh in his heart. What is wrong with this world? These two strange monks and Taoist priests are also Kung Fu masters?
There are so many masters these days, and there are as many strong ones as dogs. If you blink your eyes, several masters may slip away from you.
The fat monk was not polite. He directly picked up the tea that Shen Siyin poured for the two of them from the table and said with a smile: "I can't call you a master. A poor monk just used decades of hard work to develop a good strength."