"And these days... The disciples have been worried about whether the uncle can come, this thing will not think much..." Ming Yue Zen master finally said, "And let Jiang Chaoguan let go, let us Xiaojinsi soldiers come to block Water is coming to earth, can you still fear that they will not be?"

"Ha ha ha, yes, Ming Yue Shi!" After listening to the last few words of Ming Yue Zen Master, the dust is laughing. "It is exactly like this! No matter what Jiang Chao’s plan is, it is powerful in my Xiaojin Temple. Before the power is nothing but an ant!"

After all, the dust fell into the Xiaojin Temple, and the three disciples in the dusty world followed, leaving the Ming Yue Zen master and others behind.

"Oh, the **** duster is really a hearty character!" Mingfa said very envious behind him.

"This is exactly the case!" Ming Yue Zen master whispered, "If after the Xianfo Grand Ceremony, can leave the teacher uncle in my Xiaojin Temple, I will benefit a lot."

"Abbot~" Just when Mingyue Zen master figured how to retain the dust, a disciple whispered behind him. "There seems to be someone coming down the mountain!"

"Oh?" Mingyue Zen master listened, and hurriedly turned his head. Sure enough, just under the gate of Xiaojin Temple, there were several carriages on the mountain road, and there were several carriages slowly. There were several horses next to the carriage. The brawny man riding on the horse is next to him.

"This is Feng's treasurer in the Qingxi drugstore in Zhenxi!" Ming Cheng looked at the moment and smiled. "When the disciple passed the Qingsong pharmacy, he heard him talk about it. The Xianfo Grand Ceremony is a rare excitement in Changsheng Town. I will definitely come to the venue of my Xiaojin Temple today!"

Ming Yue Zen master is crying and laughing. He naturally understands that in the hearts of Changsheng people, the so-called "Xianfo Dadian" is not much different from ordinary social dramas, singing, etc. This Feng treasurer came to join the game... that is to watch a lively!

"But, since it is a guest, my Xiaojin Temple can't be too sloppy!" Ming Yue Zen master waved his hand, "Welcome with this seat!"

Feng shang of the Qingsong pharmacy came, the shopkeeper of the grocery store. Will the treasurer of the grain and oil shop be far away? A caravan, a stream of people, both morning and evening, came from Xiaosheng Town to the Xiaojin Temple. After waiting for the next day, hundreds of people have arrived around the ring and watched. On the mountain road below the mountain, there are still many people coming over...

Ming Yue Zen Master is really a little stunned by the buddha statue. In particular, this time, the Xianfo Grand Ceremony also has a test of Buddhism, Confucianism, and Taoism. These hundreds of people have long surpassed the number of Shangri-La Buddhas who came to Xiaojin Temple. He is only thirty people, how to Can you cope?

Fortunately, just when Mingyue Zen Master was sweating and anxious. The Changsheng Academy sent hundreds of disciples, and under the leadership of a gentleman, assisted Xiaojin Temple in maintaining the order of the ceremony. At the same time, Mingyue Zen Master thanked the gentleman for discussing how to assign these disciples to the Xiaojin Temple to arrange the hundreds of people. The gentleman only smiled with the Ming Yue Zen Master. After the name was notified, he immediately turned to the commander. A disciple is divided into ten teams. The villagers were guided in all directions to the downfall, and they did not discuss with the Ming Yue Zen Master.

Ming Yue Zen Master is very dissatisfied, this understands that "chi luo" naked more than a generation! Where is the face of Xiaojin Temple?

However, for a moment, the disciples of the Changsheng College, who are divided into several teams, are responsible for each other, commanding a group of villagers, and seeing a mess around the ring, becoming well organized. Ming Yue Zen teacher smiled bitterly, and now how can he not know that his Xiaojin Temple is still vulnerable to the Changsheng Academy! Not to mention the number of disciples and repairs, it is far from the experience of dealing with big scenes! Zhu Junfeng proposed to put the Xianfo Grand Ceremony in Xiaojin Temple. On the one hand, it is necessary to see how Xiaojin Temple responds. On the other hand, it is natural to see the jokes of Xiaojin Temple.

"Fortunately!" Ming Yue Zen teacher smiled at the same time. Fortunately, "this seat has always respected the Changsheng Academy, and the Changsheng Academy does not need any incense! It is harmonious with each other... This Zhu Junfeng can send a disciple to help. Although the Changsheng Academy is strong. But today is the Fairy Buddha Grand Ceremony. They are not too much to cover the edge of my Xiaojin Temple! Xianfo, Xianfo, this Changsheng Academy is in front of my Xiaojin Temple!"

Whether it is the self-deception of Mingyue Zen Master, or the surviving of the Changsheng Academy, in short, the order before the fall of Fujian gradually improved, even if it was followed by many villagers, they were also led by the disciples of the Changsheng College. Orderly place.

Naturally, the villagers who come to Fujian are not all good people. Some are dissatisfied with the arrangement. If the station is not in good position, there will inevitably be complaints, and there will inevitably be some conflicts. For these people, the students of Changsheng College have no trace of softness at all. They are not trying to surrender, or they are driving out, and they are seen by the eyes of Mingyue Zen Master. These people seem to be pilgrims in the Buddhist monks, and they are food and clothing parents. They can be tricky in the eyes of the students, and all the means can be taken out! Even a lot of people seem to be obviously not looking at the competitions in the United States, and they have a smashing cellar in their hearts. When they see a student in the college, they are not close, and they are far away.

The flow of people is like a woven, waiting for the next day, and the people who have been crushed by black before the fall. The people in front of the head came early, some of them brought chairs and stools, and even the ones behind them were there, but the people in front of them blocked their sights and sat down to see the collapse. Ming Yue Zen Master looked at it slightly, it was really shocking. This is not so close to two thousand people.

"Amitabha, if these people come to my Xiaojin Temple, everyone will give the Buddha a fragrant incense, and everyone will give a small money to Xiaojin Temple..." Ming Yue Zen master could not help but think more.

"President brother, Changsheng Academy and Jiang Chaoguan have not come yet!" When Mingyue Zen Masters floated together, Mingfa ran over and whispered.

“Nothing~” Mingyue Zen teacher smiled. “The students of Changsheng College have come to their dean. Can you still come? As for Jiang Chaoguan... Hey! This seat has forgotten, and Xiao Jian has not agreed with this seat. Time! That's the sinister...he...he won't come?"

At the end of the day, Ming Yue Zen Master has almost changed his face! If Jiang Chao does not come, is this Taiwanese a joke? These days, for Jiang Chaoguan's embarrassment, there is also the fear that the dust will never come, so that Ming Yue Zen master is somewhat confused.

"Oh..." A slight chirp came out from the sky!

Ming Yue Zen master's ear moved, his face showed a happy color, looked up, in the distance in the midair, there are really a few people flashing Jianguang flying towards his face.

"Amitabha! The Changsheng Academy is coming!" Ming Yue Zen master folded his hands and smiled. "The Confucianism is coming, this fairy buddha ceremony can begin! As for the Taoist view of Tao Chaoguan... If you don't come, you can only say I have escaped without fighting! I am afraid of it!"

During the speech, Ming Yue Zen master will put the tin can in his hand, it is to urge this Buddha to fly with his own high altitude, but after listening to the Xiaojin Temple behind the Ming Yue Zen master, a few loud Buddha numbers came: " Amitabha, good, good, and good teacher, don't hurry to meet Confucian masters!"

"Yes, Sex Dust Master!" Ming Yue Chan’s heart was overjoyed, and flying in front of so many people, it was a lot of attention, and it has great significance for the reputation of Xiaojin Temple in the future. He can almost use his heels. I want to see the kind of embarrassment that these good-hearted devotees will see when they come to Xiaojin Temple.

However, before he could be motivated by the power of mind, "嗷嗷~" was a very loud and screaming sound that was uploaded from the mountain road below the hillside! Immediately, a hoarse, equally excited voice was also looming. Ming Yue Zen Master can't hear what this voice is saying, but when he is in his heart, he will have a bad feeling... Because this voice is very familiar, isn't it the Jiang Chaoguan Xiao Xiao Xiaodao?

Sure enough, waiting for him to look up, on the far side of the mountain road, a lame scorpion is pulling a broken car, the front of the car is the edge, holding a small whip, trying to control the carriage to the small golden temple . After the end of the world, it is naturally Xiao Jian, standing in the car, looking at his head and waving to himself!

"Oh..." Ming Yue Zen master sighed. "Is this... the Taoist ritual? It's a shame! Mingcheng... You go to meet, and you come to the Fair Buddha Ceremony. I can't lose the etiquette." !"

It is a pity that it is not waiting for the opening of the Ming Dynasty. Ming Yue’s ear rang the sound dust: “Hey, the Taoist home has fallen to such a realm! How is it the enemy of my Buddha! Yes, Ming Yue Shi, you go Welcome, let’s go to the Fair Buddha Ceremony, and I can’t lose the etiquette!”

"Yes... is..." Ming Yue Zen master Zhang Zhang mouth, want to say something, can look at the sexual dust with sexuality, sensitivity and sexuality, three people fly from the mountain gate, the crowd of nearly two thousand The noisy, all exclaimed, and even a lot of people immediately fell to the ground, very helpless shut up, put their hands and shouted, "Mingfa, Mingcheng, with the seat down the mountain to meet the tide of Taoist Taoist! After waiting for a while, I will see you on the stage. Don’t leave your hands and give them a dumpling!”

"Yes, my brother!" Seeing that Mingyue Zen Master was so angry that he could speak so loudly, where Mingfa and Mingcheng dare not agree loudly!

Ming Yue Zen Master striding down the hillside, the mountain road that had been sprinkled with water for a long time had some dust after the 2,000 people stepped on it, and the Zen buds had a lot of stains on the hem of the new robes. The little stains were like the Ming Yue Zen Master. Hard to cover up. However, seeing this car approaching, Ming Yue Zen Master took a deep breath and handed the tin stick to Ming Cheng. The hands clasped ten and prayed: "Xiao Daochang, barren represents me Buddha, welcomes Taoist to participate in my Buddhism and Confucianism. Revised the Fairy Buddha Ceremony!"

Ps: Actually, there is a competition in which Xiao Hua participated... There is really nothing unexpected!