Flower Master in the City

"Amitabha!"

The fat monk folded his hands together, squinted his eyes slightly, chuckled, and looked at the crowd, "The poor monk persuades the benefactors not to make tongues and tongues, so as to cause death and soul destruction."

"The thief is bald, you dare to kill people here!"

"Everyone, let's kill this fat monk!"

"Yes, we are crowded, so we need to be afraid of him?"

The crowd around the audience yelled, but they didn't see how the monk had to move his hands, and they dared not move forward for a while. "The poor monk is a practitioner of the upper realm. I just want to rest here temporarily. Don't be afraid of the donors." The fat monk still showed his harmless smile, "not to mention the poor monk's shelter, and he needs some servants. Serving on the side, it is

Your great opportunity. "

Someone understood it instantly, and snorted: "Damn, this monk wants us to be his dog!"

"You are a cultivator, but we are a cultivator, why should we be your slaves?"

"Dead bald donkey, why don't you serve us as a slave!"

"..."

The fat monk saw these people cursing in front of him, but none of them dared to step forward and shook his head: "This world has fallen, and the cultivators are like this. It's sad and pitiful."

As he said, he suddenly formed a seal on his hands, and said loudly, "If this is the case, then it is better to serve the poor monks as servants. If the poor monks find that energy, you can also get some fairy destiny. Can get the way, not to mention you."

Those people were even more furious when they heard that the fat monk compared them to chickens and dogs. Someone really couldn't help it. They took their weapons and slashed at the monk.

Knife, light, sword and shadow are intertwined, and the monk is about to be chopped into a pile of meat sauce.

"Holding a sword, disrespect to the Buddha, so I used the devil's method to make you bear the evil consequences." With a kind smile on his face, the fat monk often pushed the handprint he was holding out: "The true seal of the Brahma, Weishan! "

Suddenly, people within a radius of ten miles felt a huge coercion, such as the pressure of Mount Tai, and they could not breathe in an instant.

Soon these people couldn't resist this coercion and knelt down one after another.

This kneeling immediately cleared the spirit platform, and all the pressure and troubles seemed to disappear, and I felt extremely happy in my heart, as if I had reached the world of bliss.

"Master, I have realized it. From now on, I will let go of everything and practice as you like."

"Master, I will be your dog from now on and will protect you for the rest of my life."

"Being a slave to a master is the glory of my life." "Good, the poor monk has made a dozen more people, which is countless." The fat monk looked at these crying people with satisfaction, and smiled. Mudra, waved his hand and said: "As long as you serve with all your heart, maybe the poor monk will take you away with you in the future.

Go to the other side of deep space. "

Just as this monk Shangzhi was satisfied, suddenly two figures swept to the front from a distance.

Both of these are women, and their looks are extremely beautiful.

The big one looked full of vigor, and there was a rare sharpness between his eyebrows.

The little one looks cute and well-behaved, and his body and posture all reveal a rare freshness.

The people here are naturally Ning Ruirui and the good baby.

Xia didn't catch up in time, but he would show up at any time.

As for why, of course it is convenient to pretend.

"Master, can your behavior be called Duhua?" Ning Ruirui glanced at the kneeling man, and subconsciously felt that there was something wrong with the monk.

When the fat monk saw Ning Ruirui and the good baby, his slightly squinted eyes couldn't help but brighten up, and he said with overjoy: "There are some beautiful women in this deserted land, which is really the blessing of a poor monk. Up."

"Hey, monk, why are you staring at us squintingly?" The good boy was a little unhappy when he was seen. "Don't the monk want to reboot?"

"The two female bodhisattvas are quite right." The fat monk folded his hands together and said with a smile on his face: "However, the poor monk is not a monk, but a practitioner of the Sanskrit world, so there is no need to hold the precepts."

Ning Ruirui frowned slightly, but she still had some doubts: "What do you mean the Sanskrit World?" "I think the female bodhisattva should have already built the foundation. Why do you still know nothing about the world of immortality?" Fatty The monk's face was also a little puzzled, but he explained to Ning Ruirui: "The world of Sanskrit sound is a planetary cultivator owned by the Immortal Cultivation Alliance.

The ball was created by the Sanskrit Arhat three thousand years ago. Everyone in the world must shave their homes, but once a golden pill is formed, there is no need to keep the precepts. "

Ning Ruirui couldn't help asking with some caution in her heart: "So you are a cultivator of the Golden Core Stage?"

"Haha, the female bodhisattva just said and laughed." The fat monk touched his bald head and said with a smile: "If there is only the golden core period, how can a poor monk walk alone in the starry sky for hundreds of years and come to this immortal abandoned place? The ground."

The good baby yawned and said boringly, "Hey, fat monk, you can just say what realm you are, why are you here on earth." "Since the little Bodhisattva has asked, the poor monk will tell you." Fatty The monk folded his hands together and said sincerely: "The poor monk is now in a fit period, only one step away from crossing the catastrophe, but there is no chance for a moment of suffering. It happened three hundred years ago, by chance.

Looking through the ancient borrowings, I found that there was a Qi machine that was demoted to this star field thousands of years ago, so I dared to cross the galaxy and pursue it. "

Ning Ruirui's heart shuddered upon hearing this. It was ten thousand years ago. Could it be related to the person Zhang Lingling mentioned?

"Did the female bodhisattva think of something?" The fat monk keenly noticed the changes in Ning Ruirui's mind, and asked along the way: "Do you know what?"

Ning Ruirui came back to her senses and shook her head flatly: "I don't know."

"That's it." The fat monk laughed, with a stunned look: "It just happens that the poor monk just noticed that there seems to be some familiar aura in the residual realm here. Is it really the opportunity for the poor monk to arrive?"

The good baby curled his lips and said casually: "You think too much, and maybe your crash has arrived." "Hehe, it's not a poor monk boasting." The fat monk gave a proud expression, "This is the land of immortality. It is already a rare opportunity to breed cultivators, but most of them are difficult to reach even the foundation building period, and no one will be the hand of a poor monk.

Enemy. "

The good baby sneered at this and smiled and retorted: "Then you are wrong. There are more powerful immortal cultivators on our planet, and there are quite a few people who have passed through the catastrophe period. There was a pervert with us just now. "Hahahaha, the tribulation period?" The fat monk was amused by the words of the good baby, and laughed for a long time: "Little Bodhisattva, you are really cute and tight. Poor monk might as well tell you, even if the aura is more than ten thousand times here. The Sanskrit world, three thousand years,

There were also less than 30 immortal cultivators in the Tribulation Period. How is this immortal and abandoned land possible? "

"This is not an impossible thing, but a fact." Ning Ruirui knew from Ajiuyi Xiaoyin's mouth that those wives who went to Xianyun Continent in the summer were basically crossing the tribulation period.

The fat monk was unbelieving, and waved his hand with a grin: "Why do the two female bodhisattvas say such big things? If there are cultivators who cross the catastrophe period on this planet, then there must be a sky-shielding array. How can the poor monks be so relaxed? Come here?"

These words stopped Ning Ruirui. She still didn't know enough about Xiuxian, and she didn't know why Xia Xia and his wives didn't make a defensive formation for the earth.

"Hey, summer, come out quickly and explain to this monk." The good boy didn't know the reason, so he raised his head and shouted around.

Unfortunately, no one responded to her. "The two female bodhisattvas don't want to bluff anymore. There are no cultivators in the Golden Core period." The fat monk apparently has little patience, and said straightforwardly: "The poor monks only live here temporarily and need to practice for a whole number of years. , During this period Ruo De

The two female bodhisattvas double cultivation, and if you want to come, you will get twice the result with half the effort. Of course, the poor monks will not treat you badly. When they leave, they will leave enough pill techniques to help you ascend to the golden pill stage. This is a rare opportunity for you, don't miss it. "

"Sister Ning, this monk actually hit our idea." Not only was the good boy not angry, on the contrary, he said to Ning Ruirui with a little excitement: "Do you think the summer will suddenly rush out and beat his dog head."

Ning Ruirui glanced at the beloved baby a little speechlessly, and said to her heart: This little Nizi just said that she didn't want to have anything to do with Summer in the future, and now she subconsciously put herself in the summer women's pile.

In a daze, she also thought of herself not long ago, and her mood seemed to be similar. "Master, if you want to practice with peace of mind, you can stay here, as long as you don't mess around." Ning Ruirui sighed, and the monk Chong Fat said: "But if you want to be a mastermind here, it is still Forget it, you will die miserably.

"

The fat monk aroused a little anger, and said disdainfully: "Who else can hurt a poor monk a vellus hair?" "I said the fat monk, you talk like this, although you are crazy, but not domineering enough." Hearing this, the baby felt completely wrong, and immediately began to instruct: "You should point to Sister Ning and say that Lao Na wants you to become my woman today.

, Or the poor monk's cultivation is the best in the world or something, otherwise I don't feel it at all. "

The fat monk was amused by the good baby again and laughed, pointing to her and said, "The poor monk really likes you a little bit. If he leaves in the future, he can take you with him and let you be a personal servant."

"Forget it." The good baby curled his lips: "One, you are too ugly; two, you are too fat; three, someone will not agree."

"Don't you agree?" the fat monk asked.

The good baby nodded: "I definitely didn't agree, but I don't have the ability to refuse. Therefore, I am talking about someone who is not me."

"Who is that?" The fat monk glanced around coldly, "Here, except for these kneeling ants, no one is an opponent of the poor monk. According to your words, the cultivation level of the poor monk on this planet The world's number...Uh!" Before the word "one" was spoken, he flew out all of a sudden.