Chat Group of Myriad Worlds of Tang Dynasty

The pagan who was still shouting slogans in high spirits lost his momentum after Xue Rengui's drill.

Even the leader of the pagan sect was so frightened that his legs trembled when he saw Xue Rengui being so brave.

"You, you bastard. Well, what a dare!"

His voice trembled uncontrollably.

Xue Rengui over there has knocked down crop after crop of heretics.

Fear, endless fear enveloped them.

Is Xue Rengui really a mortal?Why has he played for an hour, and he doesn't seem to be tired at all?

In the city, the contest between Wei Zheng and Cheng Yaojin had ended at some point, but the pagans hadn't seized this opportunity to capture the city of Meron in one fell swoop.

The leader of the pagan religion wants to escape, but the two sides are fighting.

It turned out that his legs were weak and he couldn't move at all.

Xue Rengui is simply an evil ghost, the leader just wants to have a crack in the ground now, and let himself slip through.

Watching Xue Rengui clean up hundreds of heretics, he felt as if he had caught a glimpse of a conspiracy.

Tangren is really cunning!

It must be their strategy, the people inside the city attracted him to come, and the people outside the city waited for the opportunity to destroy them.

The leader regretted it at the beginning, but it is too late to regret it now.

There was a sentence from Zhendan, and he seemed to remember it.

The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

He never expected that he was actually that praying mantis!

Xue Rengui was like a huge shadow. The leader wanted to escape, but was overwhelmed by the strong coercion and could no longer breathe.

Paganism has been spread for many years, but it just collapsed at this moment.

Xue Rengui looked at the corpses all over the ground, and he didn't want to fight, and returned home with light steps.

Cheng Yaojin and Wei Zheng had already died down, and they sat face to face in the yard.

Xue Rengui wanted to find Li Ke, but what was waiting for him were only small tables and chairs, and a pile of melon seed shells piled up into mountains.

After the fight between Wei Zheng and Cheng Yaojin, he was panting heavily.

Forget it, these two people are only focused on fighting, so they definitely won't know where the husband is.

Asking for others is worse than asking for yourself. Xue Rengui pushed the door and went out to find Li Ke.

"Good guy, you monks, why are you blocking the door of other people's house!"

Xue Rengui was terrified by this group of monks, who blocked the door of his house, and those who didn't know thought they were here to collect debts.

Li Ke was not in debt, and Wei Zheng went out with him, and the culprit was almost ready to be revealed.

Xue Rengui glared at him immediately, and roared fiercely: "Cheng Yaojin, Mr. sent you out, let's see what trouble you have caused!"

The headed monk was wearing cassock and watched Xue Rengui clasp his hands.

"Benefactor, don't get angry. We came here this time to thank Master Cheng for helping us."

Said, the monk bowed deeply towards Cheng Yaojin who was coming.

"Cheng Shizhu, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. I will never forget your great kindness to Kayaba Temple."

Before he finished speaking, a group of monks stood behind him.

They all knelt down one by one, bowing to several people repeatedly.

WTF?

Wei Zheng saw this group of people, each of them couldn't even bow well, they looked uneven and uneven.

Alas, Tianzhu people really can't do it.

"Thank you, is this the end?"

Wei Zheng raised his eyebrows and scanned the monks in front of him.

Who doesn't know formalism? Not only is the Tianzhu monk bullied by pagans for his incompetence, but he is so insincere in thanking him.

If it's really a small family, it's really hard to come up with it.

When the old monk in charge heard the words, he immediately showed a look of embarrassment.

Is this a thank you gift?But the abbot just asked him to thank him.

Why do you need to prepare a thank you gift?
The old monk could only look at Wei Zheng, and bowed his waist even deeper.

"I'll wait, I'll wait for the temple to be destroyed. I'm really struggling!"

I heard that the people of Tang have always paid attention to etiquette. If they are like this, the people of Tang can't force it anymore.

The old monk has seen countless people, and he is quite satisfied.

"If you really need a gift of thanks, Kasyapa Temple will definitely give it to you even if you go out to beg for alms."

When the monks behind heard the words, they also echoed.

"Yes, yes, our lives are trivial compared to Kayaba Temple."

"The benefactor is very kind, and he must repay it with all his strength."

The three of them stood at the door, feeling the scent of tea.

Such a strong tea flavor, these monks are deeply rooted in the essence of tea ceremony.

Every word and every word is moral kidnapping.

Just playing with us, you are too tender.

Cheng Yaojin came out from the side with a gloomy expression, and looked at Wei Zheng with a displeased expression.

"Old Wei, I see if you want to fight again. People have said that you have no money, why are you still here asking for a thank you gift? Isn't this mocking Kasyapa Temple's stinginess?"

When the monks heard this, their faces turned blue and white again.

"Anyone can bow. It's so dishonest!"

Xue Rengui, who was on the sidelines, saw the two of them singing together. After being by Mr.'s side for so long, could he not understand such a small scene?

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel again, they quickly got up and stepped forward to persuade them to fight.

"Stop arguing, stop arguing. Look at everyone's embarrassment."

The monks on the side were afraid that the two would fight again, and each of them was scared like a quail.

Xuanzang had just finished his day's work, seeing the excitement here, he also joined in.

"Hey, it's not a trivial matter."

Xuanzang looked at the monks in front of him, and immediately closed his hands with the Buddhist beads hanging on them.

"Amitabha, we are all Buddhists, let's just let this matter go."

"For us Buddhists, money is something outside of us. I didn't even blink when I gave you the money to repair the temple."

The monks looked at Xuanzang who appeared, as if they saw a rescuer.

I had no choice but to laugh and echo.

But Cheng Yaojin and Wei Zheng in front of the door looked murderous, Xuanzang clapped his hands and brought everyone into his shop.

"Why don't you all come and have a taste of my beef soup, one soup will relieve your worries."

As he spoke, Xuanzang opened the shop that had been closed, sharpened his knives, and served the soup in a short while.

Cheng Yaojin and Wei Zheng looked at the fragrant beef soup in front of them, their faces paled.

Only this vote of monks is left, neither standing nor sitting.

This Xuanzang, everyone is a Buddhist, how can he bring them to eat meat?

But the aroma of beef came to my face immediately.

The monks of Kasyapa Temple have not eaten good food for many days after they were burned from the temple.

Not to mention that many people have never touched meat since they became monks, and they all salivated immediately.

Xuanzang brought the soup to see how they were entangled, and he tried to persuade them: "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Dharma remains in the heart."

"My Buddha is merciful, as long as you eat happily, you will naturally realize the Dharma."

Several monks were shaken by his words, the old monk took the lead, took the soup from Xuanzang's hand, and drank it.

"It's delicious!"

Seeing his appearance, the monks rushed forward one after another.

That scene is spectacular, what a beautiful scene with more monks and less meat!