Jue Chen can feel that after this sentence is said, there are many inexplicable feelings in the Guyong Temple, as if there are many eyes in the Guyong Temple observing themselves.
Illustrier said with a smile: "Is Master Jue Chen laughing? The opportunity to become a Buddha can rely on others to give?"
Jue Chen's hands together said: "The relics of the Master of the Three Tibetan Masters are present. I don't know that the abbot thinks that the relics of the Master of Sanzang are an opportunity to be a Buddha?"
The broom in the illegal side fell to the ground, and the face was obviously revealed on the face.
On the courtyard wall of the Guyong Temple, there were more than a dozen old monks appeared.
The moment of Qi brushing appeared, standing quietly on the courtyard wall, which was quite surprising. I did not expect that there were so many monks here.
The abbot said: "The golden body of the Master of the Three Tibetan Tibetan, the young man, the monk does not talk about it, do you know?"
Jue Chen nodded: "The monk naturally does not talk about it."
This sentence is obviously acknowledging the authenticity of this.
I believe in the illegal abbot and other monks. After all, the Dharma cultivation such as Jue Chen is in common, how can it be said that such a lie is likely to deceive them.
The abbot was a little excited. They were all trapped on the way to become a Buddha for many years. It was difficult to save. If they got the golden body of the Master of Sanzang and enlightened the Dharma of the Master of Sanzang, the hope was great.
The illegal discipline hurriedly asked: "Where is the golden body of the Master of the Three Tibetan Tibetan?"
"Huangquan Mountain, in the hands of the twelve apostles." Jue Chen said respectfully: "The news I have told the masters, don't live it."
After speaking, Jue Chen turned and left.
The abbot saw the monks standing on the wall of the courtyard, and said, "Everyone, it seems that everyone is still attentive. In this case, let's go to Huangquan Mountain together to see what the golden body of Master Xuanzang's golden body is
Stop there. "
These monks nodded a little bit, and they all agreed with the words of the illegal abbot.
At this time, the sun has slowly fell. In the caught the caught the cafeteria, Lin Xiaofeng, Wangcai, Ling Xiao, and Zhang Li sat on a table, full of dishes.
There is also Maotai.
Lin Xiaofeng opened a bottle of Moutai: "Come on, take a good meal."
After speaking, pour wine for the cup in front of yourself.
After full, Lin Xiaofeng raised his cup.
Wangcai is simply, holding a bottle, and drink it directly.
Several people ate while drinking. Lin Xiaofeng drank wine, but felt empty.
Witch Jiu, chasing the wind, Jue Chen was not there, Jiang Xiaoping also went out to perform the task.
Several people chatted while drinking wine, but it was comfortable.
They temporarily put things about the forces of all parties, and they left behind, and did not think about these things.
Several people just drank, chat, talk.
Ling Xiao looked at Lin Xiaofeng and said with a smile: "Xiaofeng, look at you, it seems a bit unhappy."
Lin Xiaofeng took a deep breath and said, "There is something in my heart, it is naturally unhappy."
Wang Cai glanced at Lin Xiaofeng, and he guessed some of them, did not speak, and ate the vegetables by himself.
Ling Xiao asked: "Is it because you are sandwiched in the middle?"
"Well." Lin Xiaofeng guessed Ling Xiao and said, "Twelve apostles and us arrested the Demon Bureau, and sooner or later there would be a war. No matter where it won, the other side would die.
Friends. "
Lin Xiaofeng vomited a turbid air and looked at the table full of wine: "Many years ago, I had friends in both the two things, and it was quite convenient to act. Sure enough, God would have no pure good things."
"Until now, I used to make me convenient. Friends on both sides became my contradiction. For example, if you died in the hands of Huang Fat, should I avenge you?"
"Huang Fat died in your hands, should I get revenge for him?"
"No or nothing, watch you fight with each other."
Although Lin Xiaofeng had a physical reasons, it was difficult to get drunk, but at this time, he almost used Moutai as a beer. Even though his body was fast to solve alcohol, he was already drunk at this time.
He also drank it deliberately.
Since he has a congenital magic body, it is difficult to get drunk.
Looking at the pain on Lin Xiaofeng's face, Ling Xiao was slightly silent and said, "You don't have to think so much. Both sides will be injured. very."
"I sometimes think so, but how can I be so easy." Lin Xiaofeng vomited.
My heart is full of helplessness.
Tensor does not know how to intervene, or, such a topic, he should not come in.
The tension just drinks wine silently, and no longer says more.
Drinking, Lin Xiaofeng came over, his body, the speed of alcohol was too fast.
After Lin Xiaofeng was awake, he looked at Wangcai, Ling Xiao, and tension who had already drank down his lay down. He couldn't help laughing on his face.
Lin Xiaofeng left with the drunk prosperity. As for Ling Xiao and tension, the staff of the monster bureau naturally sent them back.
After Lin Xiaofeng returned to the room, opened the door, threw Wangcai into its room, and was just ready to turn around.
The drunk Wangcai opened his eyes and said, "Lin Xiaofeng, my life, there are not many friends, you are one, remember, you must find a way to live, you can’t die."
Lin Xiaofeng said: "Rest assured, I'm not so easy to die, go to bed quickly."
Lin Xiaofeng's words were not finished, and Wangcai had fallen asleep.
After falling asleep, Wangcai was covered with arrogant smiles.
Lin Xiaofeng looked at its expression and thought, thinking, this guy is estimated to have a dream again.
The most dream of Wangcai's sleeping is that he has changed his own demon, and the whole dark abyss.
Wangcai's guy will say dreams as soon as he dreams, just like Singing.
Lin Xiaofeng turned to the door with a bang, came to the balcony on the second floor of the villa, and looked at the lights outside the monster bureau. Was he ordered a soldier. He lit a cigarette and slowly smoked.
"It is said that it is made to make people." Lin Xiaofeng looked at the monster bureau outside the villa and said: "I hope that things that are mixed and mixed will happen to me."
A cold wind blew over, making Lin Xiaofeng feel some cold.
After so many years, Lin Xiaofeng understands that he has been following the waves. Many people have goals, but he does not.
Others know clearly what they want to do, such as becoming stronger, such as others, even Wangcai, who want to restore the identity of the demon all the time.
And he really has no goal.
Lin Xiaofeng leaned on the balcony, with a cigarette in his fingers, and looked at the sky: "God, I hope my friends can be safe, and they can survive from the upcoming catastrophe."
Lin Xiaofeng looked at the sky, and he also clarified his goals in his heart, so that his friends would survive as much as possible in this catastrophe. Perhaps this is the only purpose of his participation in the next war.