Legend of the Great Saint

“The kid's in the novelist?” Wang Park looked surprised and wondered if he had misheard.

Hana praised and laughed to clarify the original situation. Gu Yan asked him to take care of one or two, but he took care of the novelist. I don't know how to explain it next time I see him.

Wang Park Shin grew out of breath: “Zhoutong overplayed this time, it was his life too, you told the kid that if he wanted to learn Liu Chuanfeng to write those nasty things, I would get him out of Hawk Wolf Guard. ”

Hana praised: “Master Liu has invited all the owners to go to Mingdao to discuss the matter, you should go! ”

After Wang Park Shin walked away, Hana praised and turned to the door. Nearly 100 new French disciples in the lobby sat in jeopardy.

Hana praised his hands a few times, “Don't be nervous, this is not a Confucian house, there are not so many etiquette rules, henceforth everyone is a brother, I am your big brother, Hana praised.” A slight gift, easy-going, stylish and heartbreaking.

Everyone felt much more relaxed when they hurried to pay their respects. The flowers were brighter and brighter, and this was her brother.

The flower praised and sanctified: “The law family does not have so much rubbish, but there are rules. This rule is the law. Your Confucian speech is not polite and will be blamed for correcting it, but here, there is only punishment! ”

“It would be nice to tell you that I have tried several times the punishment of the legal family: cane, stick, whip, tart, water, black, fire, it feels good, of which I solemnly recommend whipping to you, and if it is a female disciple who breaks the law, I will consider doing it myself. ”

Flower praise squeezed eyes, led to laughter, the atmosphere of repression swept away, men laughed willingly, women's shame but also generated a little annoyance, who made this famous playboy so elegant?

The chief disciple, in each family, plays an extremely important role, often as a substitute for the head of the household.

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Li Qingshan lowered his cloud head and came outside Tallinn. Two grey monks flew out, “Who are you and what are you doing? ”

Li Qingshan reported to his family, and Daoming came.

But when he called himself "the chief disciple of the novelist”, the two monks first looked at him face to face, like looking at a rare animal, all with a strange smile.

Until the name Xiao 'an was heard, they did not leave the island, but also from the new disciples, heard what happened on the island of quarrel. The Xiao 'an sister, in the master's mind, was not in an ordinary position, I'm afraid even the elder brother could not compare.

“Daoist, please follow me.” Older monks on the left, with their hands together ten ways.

The monk took Li Qingshan across Tallinn to outside an independent Zen courtyard, then asked Li Qingshan to wait outside and enter the Zen courtyard and whispered in front of the Zen Hall: “Brother, outside came a friend named Li Qingshan, calling himself the head of the novelist, to meet Xiao An's sister. ”

Even if the fame of the novelist is worse, the status of the chief disciple cannot be taken lightly, and those qualified to receive besides a master are the chief disciples of the Buddha family.

The gate in the zen hall separated, walked out a fat monk with a smile like Melevard on his face, heard the words Xiao 'an, but the cold light flashed in his eyes, ignored the monk, walked out of the zen courtyard, saw Li Qingshan waiting outside the door, asked: “Are you Li Qingshan? ”

Li Qingshan made a gift: “It is exactly what I am asking you to do, Teacher Brother Law No. ”

Mindful that Li Qingshan measured up and down, seeing him is only the sixth floor of Qi refining, showing a little contempt. With this, you dare to call yourself the chief, and sit flat with me? "“ Consciousness. ”

Li Qingshan frowned slightly, not knowing where he had offended him, and patiently said: “I don't know where Xiao An is, please introduce him. ”

“Master went to Mingdao to discuss with the owners. Before proceeding, he ordered that Xiao 'an's sister was in quiet repair. No one should disturb her. Please return!” My heart heard the words' Xiao 'an ’, and the anonymous fire rose again in my chest, and the words grew more polite.

Yesterday I heard that the master not only gave the ultimate spirit apparatus Vajra Pearl, but also handed down "Vajra Voldemort Gong". I realized that my heart was quite uneven. Vajra Pearl was his long-awaited, and his chief disciple does not have an ultimate spirit apparatus in his hand. In the Buddha's house, only he, the chief disciple, was qualified to practice, and he felt a great threat.

I couldn't help but say a few words to the master, but he was reprimanded by the master, so that he could be the leader of the elder brother, don't rely on foreign objects, and be jealous.

How dare he argue, ostensibly regret it, self-punishment to go back to the wall to think, must read the master's approval. But his anger in his heart was even greater. He knew that it was impossible to retaliate against Xiao 'an. Otherwise, the master would not spare him. Now Li Qingshan came to the door and looked very familiar with Xiao 'an. He also adhered to his master's orders. If he didn't let go of this opportunity, he would take a breath.

“If you don't take me, I will.” Li Qingshan was too lazy to talk to him. Xiao 'an had big things to do and would not miss him. Even if you want to close the practice, you have to let him know.

I felt a deep consciousness and flashed in front of Li Qingshan: “Didn't you hear me? Buddha's Clean Land, can't you just barge in? ”

Li Qingshan annoyed: “As the chief disciple, I can walk freely even to various islands. Why talk about breaking and entering? Bald head, for the sake of reading the master, give you three cents of thin noodles, don't give your face no! ”

Mindfulness has not yet seen a new disciple, dare to yell at him so, as the Buddha's chief disciple, high weight, status, not under the flower praise of these people, how can the next one be rebellious. Don't talk about the novelist's chief disciple, which is the novelist Liu Chuanfeng kissed, he didn't see it in his eyes either.

“I have never heard of you in the Hundred Sutras. Who knows if this dress was stolen or not? I came to my Buddha's house to plot against you. As the Buddha's chief, I take my orders as a teacher and protect my little An sister. If you want to see her, you have to get through this! ”

Remove a glittering shovel and lay it in front of you.

Among the hundred families, in addition to the soldier family, the Buddha family has the art of body refining, physical double cultivation, known as martial arts monks. This is very prescriptive, very ambitious, very windy, and the leaves are depressed.

Li Qingshanton felt a strong sense of oppression. More above Wei Zhongyuan, the Buddhist family was concerned with mercy, but it also lacked the means to demonize demons. Li Qingshanton was also on the 10th floor of gas refining, and the strength of the war came from the non-cloud rain gate. This kind of non-battle-based door pie can compare.

But Li Qingshan Pingsheng's least fear is oppression, a strong eyebrow, about to seize, but thinking about it, this is the Buddha's land, Xiao 'an has to practice here in the future, to offend the Buddha's chief disciple, afraid of not being good to her, then he accepted his true temper.

Mindful of Li Qingshan's fear, he became more and more contemptuous. He thought you dared to fight with me. Turns out you were nothing more than a pretentious pussy. "Buddha Gan Jingdu, if you are not an indiscriminate novelist, you can throw wild places. If you are smart, you will leave quickly. Do not come again. ”

Li Qingshan bit his teeth, lifted his hand and tapped gently on the wrench. “Xiao An, where are you? ”

The sound of Xiao 'an's surprise was immediately heard. The two spoken a few words. Turns out Xiao 'an is not in the temple. The temple is full of monks' places of practice. There is a pure moon restaurant on the south side of the temple. There is an old Ni, who is a professor, who is responsible for teaching Ni.

Li Qingshan said: “If you want to practice, practice. I'll come back to you in a few days. ”

"'Wait for me,' said Xiaoan. ”

Li Qingshan said to his consciousness: “If you won't let me go to her, she will come to me. You have nothing to say! ”

Mindful of two eyebrows, raised up, a fat and rich face, immediately revealed three points, the easy shovel in his hand, waved hard, “Sin, get out of here! ”

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Argument Island, the owners let go of the matter at hand for a while, gathered again to discuss the novelist, or in the last room, the light seemed to become darker and the atmosphere a little dull.

Changqing Liu was most upset. Confucianism pursued slim fit, Qi family, ruling the country, all over the day, hundreds of scriptures everywhere, generally acquiesced to Confucian-headed prime minister things. The joint book demanded the abolition of the novelist, which he led in the beginning.

Liu Chuanfeng's nasty novels humiliating Sven have long made him intolerable. The novelist could not even receive the chief disciple. Of course, he also worked hard. After watching this hospital opening trial, the novelist will definitely be abandoned. Who would have thought such a change would happen?

He has promised Yunnan Island to others, along with the identity of a painter, who has promised many good things to his heart. Now, as the plan was, it was all empty. I couldn't help complaining about the frustration in my heart. I couldn't help complaining about the dirty people.

The sloppy Daoist acted in his words, and the owners of the households had already had quite a few words. This opportunity erupted, and they all blamed him.

Dirty Daoist is an exasperated person, immediately came a tongue to scold a group of males, stirred up a good meeting, scolded to the rise, stepped on the case table, and raised his sleeve: “Come, which one disobeys, together, if the alley is afraid of you, it is bald. ”

“Amitabha Buddha, Bull Nose, I haven't spoken this time, don't mess with the poor monks.” At this meeting, the master did not say a word. He did not care if the novelist was a loser. All he cared about now was Xiao An.

In the meantime, a message came from the master's waist: "Abbot, no good, it's a fight. ”

“Who fought who? ”

“Big Brother and Li Qingshan. ”

Once the owners heard Li Qingshan's name, the spirit was a vibration. Now he is the source of all the problems, and the key to solving the problem of the novelist. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)