Mythological Native Species

Chapter 175: Overlord **** the bow

"There must be something wrong with this old and young monk. The old monk seems ordinary, but it is difficult to understand the depth. The young monk has a profound blessing, even if he is not the protagonist of this world, he is the son of heaven, a hero, if he grows up, he will definitely be able to Riding the tide."

"It's just that I just came to this world, and I bumped into them before I got used to and understood many details of this world. It's too coincidental, isn't it? Could it be that I was discovered by the will of the world. They You were dispatched by the will of God to fight against me and get rid of me?" He couldn't help but be so vigilant.

For the Panwang Great World, the foreign traveler is like a virus that invades its body.

Even if it is an instinctive reaction, it will 'arrange' some strong people who clean up the 'virus' and meet them.

Of course, the premise is that it is actually discovered.

Feng Linwen has now changed to a Grade A shuttle device, which is expensive and cost more than half of Feng Linwen's net worth. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

It is expected that although it is not as easy to use as the source level, it should not be difficult to disguise one's identity... right?

Because the picture was very big, Feng Linxen spent a lot of money and bought a charging plug-in that can be used for fifteen years.

Before entering this world, the setting of his own identity was only a little convenient to start, but he was still in the ranks of ordinary people.

Although it is limited to some groups of people and has no diffusion coordinates, even so, this world has not been fully conquered by the Galaxy Civilization, which is enough to show that this world is extraordinary. If it is like those small worlds, stealing a high position from the beginning, I am afraid that it is courting death.

Feng Linye's thoughts turned between lightning and flint.

The old monk and the young monk looked at each other with expressions as if they had seen a fat sheep. They have used the same routine many times, but such a generous, sincere, benevolent 'donor' has not been seen for a long time. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

fraud?

what liar?

Can the monk thing be lied to?

It's about begging... what matters is your love and my wishes. Even if it is a simple Buddha statue, you have a relationship with my Buddha, and you are invited back with a lot of money, that is your good fortune, the Zen machine has arrived, how can you use such an insignificant word to deceive? Aren't you afraid that my Buddha will blame you?

"Two masters! The humble house is simple, but there are some fruits and vegetables and vegetarian food. If the two of you don't dislike it, why don't you go back with me and settle down for the time being?" After careful consideration, Feng Linwen did not choose to respect the two monks.

According to some information given by Bai Xiaotian, although the will of God in this world is strong, it is still a pan-consciousness, not a subjective independent thinking, and has a soul that truly belongs to her.

That is to say, even if these two monks are really motivated by the will of God and have an affair with him, they do not necessarily have to enter a state of opposition. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

Of course, Providence will make up all kinds of coincidences to make them conflict.

This requires Feng Linye to be vigilant.

Even so, retreating and escaping are not Feng Linwan's style of doing things. Especially... the monstrous good fortune on the little monk really made Feng Linye very jealous.

If all this is not directed at him, then with this little monk in his hands, many of his actions in this world will be much easier.

"Amitabha! It is fate that my master and apprentice can meet you today. You are kindly invited by the donor, and my master and apprentice are of course willing to go." The old monk and the young monk looked at each other vaguely, and then asked The old monk said.

Feng Linwan smiled and looked even more devout. He also put his hands together and said, "Have you not asked the two masters about the magic name?"

The old monk smiled and said, "Poor monk Dingguang, this is the little disciple Shakyamuni..." &1t;i>&1t;/i>

"I'm going!" Feng Linwen heard the words, suddenly not knowing what expression to use to respond.

There is Buddhism in this world, but it is in a state of ignorance.

In contrast, the same is true of Taoism.

Only the purest self-cultivation, the various schools of vulgarity, are the most prevalent.

If there is still worship, it is also the worship of ancestors, the worship of sect patriarchs, and the awe of nature. Of course, Buddhism and Taoism still have great influence, but they are far less than in some worlds, and they have almost become synonymous with practitioners.

Even so, whether it is Dingguang or Sakyamuni, two monks of unknown origin should not be able to take it!

You must know that the ancient Buddha of Burning Lamp is also called Dingguang Buddha, and it is the teacher of Buddha Sakyamuni. As for the word Shakyamuni, there is no need to explain it, everyone knows it clearly. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

"These two monks are either Yehu Chan, who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and takes such a dharma name to attract publicity. Or they have only got some fragments of Buddhist scriptures, and they know a few words and a few words. ."

"If it's the former, then it's nothing to worry about. If it's the latter...it's really scary." There are some coincidences, which seem to be just coincidences, but everything has a meaning.

Invite the two monks home and welcome them to Haosheng.

In the middle of the night, Feng Linye's avatar made from the body of the old turtle turned into a cloud of smoke and fell into the room where the little monk was resting.

"wake up!"

"Chi'er! I haven't woken up yet!" A burst of voices kept coming into the little monk's ears.

The little monk turned several times on the bed, unable to fall asleep due to the noise, and finally sat up from the bed. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

He opened his eyes in a daze, and what he saw was a kind-hearted, turtle-shaped crane old man standing on the head of his bed with a smile on his face.

The subconscious little monk picked up the Zen stick at his hand and called at the old man.

"Sure!" Feng Linxen pointed a finger, and the little monk was stiff and unable to move.

"Don't panic, little monk, this old man is not a villain, but a spiritual turtle who has successfully cultivated~lightnovelpub.net~ You can call this old man a turtle fairy. This coincidence is a coincidence that when you see you, little monk, you will be motivated to hunt. I have some good fortune for you." Feng Linye said with a smile.

Luck cannot be easily robbed, otherwise it will be easily attacked.

At least, Feng Linye didn't have the qualifications to take it by force.

But it can be borrowed.

Feng Linxen took a fancy to Hong Fu Qitian, a little monk, and thought about using his identity as a turtle fairy to teach him some spells and supernatural powers, so as to set up a master-disciple status.

The monstrous luck of such a young monk will also spread to him through this connection.

"The little monk doesn't want it, the little monk doesn't want it, thank the immortal! I also asked the immortal to release the little monk, and the little monk is willing to copy the scriptures and recite the Buddha for you every day." The little monk's reaction was also very excited. He seemed to be very wary, not really like a child, then So foolish.

"Young monk, don't be afraid, old man, I just see your outstanding talent, I can't bear you to spend time in the world, and you just don't see the real world of this world." Feng Linwan advised again.

The little monk's eyes rolled wildly: "What the immortal said is, but the little monk already has a master, and now he has switched to other schools, so he should also let the master know. Why don't you let me go first and let me report to the master?"

"After all, as the saying goes, a twisted melon is not sweet!"

Feng Linwan had no patience to grind his lips with the little monk, and slapped the little monk's bare skull with a slap, and said in a cold voice, "I don't care if you are sweet or not, I'll be happy if you twist it. If you desire scriptures, I will directly instill it into your mind, and help you to start practicing according to the practice route. Hey! This magical art cannot end at the beginning. The vast world and all kinds of desires are all your nutrients and help you grow. ."

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