The Arhat Fist that was agreed, how did it become the palm of the Tathagata?

"Am I a genius?" Xiao Xun looked at Ruan Lingzhu and asked.

Ruan Lingzhu's eyes flashed 320 degrees, she nodded and said, "You are, a genius."

Xiao Xun grinned and smiled brightly and purely.

There is a sense of accomplishment of "seeing the blue sky through the clouds and mist", and getting out of the head.

Seeing Xiao Xun smiling, the corners of Ruan Lingzhu's mouth curled up involuntarily.

A pleasure to feel.

Silly for a while.

Xiao Xun asked Ruan Lingzhu to continue practicing.

When I saw that Ruan Lingzhu was shining with golden light like a legendary saint...

Xiao Xun knew that the "Buddha's Radiance" that he fabricated might not be as powerful as the genuine one.The Buddha's light shines everywhere, but in form, it is absolutely no better than the genuine one.The Buddha's light is poor.

He has seen Xuan Ji perform.

They are all covered with golden light, there is no distinction between superior and inferior.

After watching for a while, I asked a few more questions...

Xiao Xun came to the round table and started to write again.

My mind is like a source, with countless inspirations gushing out.

The Buddha came to the world.

Buddha's light first appeared.

Buddha moves mountains and rivers.

The Dharma is boundless and the ten thousand Buddhas are in the dynasty.

Ruan Lingzhu looked at Xiao Xun's vigorous writing, and a strong thought came to her heart: she was witnessing history.

Witness the passage of an ancient and unparalleled event.

"Monster, prince, the sky of Da Zhou is about to change."

Ruan Lingzhu thought silently, Chuchen's peaceful heart unexpectedly stirred up uncontrollably.

Inexplicably.

Be attracted.

Want to... witness.

want to be involved.

Want to...follow!

It was getting dark.

Ruan Lingzhu silently lit the oil lamp.

Paper is running low.

Ruan Lingzhu (cgcf) quietly brought a large amount of pens, inks, papers and inkstones from the counter of the restaurant.

The night is getting cooler.

Ruan Lingzhu put on a robe for Xiao Xun.

Its daybreak.

Xiao Xun was still writing, with constant inspiration, and novel moves and exercises kept coming out of his mind.

Sometimes, Ruan Lingzhu will be directly asked to practice and verify in time so that he can continue writing.

Outside the room, someone knocked on the door.

Ruan Lingzhu came out holding the sword, and said a word with a cold face: "Get out!" She didn't allow anyone to disturb this pioneering work. "It was a different kind of epiphany."

Ruan Lingzhu knew that Xiao Xun had been in a strange state since he started creating the second form of Tathagata palm yesterday.

It seems to be an epiphany, but it is different from an ordinary epiphany.

It was a different kind of epiphany.

This kind of epiphany does not create a single trick, but a system, a treasure!

Ruan Lingzhu felt honored to be able to participate in it.

She does not allow anyone or anything to destroy this epiphany!

The clock is ticking.

The scorching sun becomes the setting sun, the setting sun becomes the setting sun, and the afterglow of the setting sun sinks on the horizon.

Night falls again.

As the birthday party approached, discussions about the son-in-law banquet became more and more intense.

The appearance of Futian in the first week of the local list made the son-in-law banquet more topics.

Even, someone who is good at business started a gamble: Who will become the son-in-law of Luo Shanhe, the owner of Luoshui City?

There are two popular characters: Futian, the first week of the local list.

Gongshu Xinghe is the most powerful descendant of the Gongshu family.

The topic focused more on Xiao Xun.

Before this, after Zhenwu Sect Zhang Zhenren's birthday party, when Xiao Xun was Shaolin Huiwu, he had an affair with Luo Qingxian.

Someone picked this up.

Moreover, as the popularity became higher and higher, it also brought out "Huiwu Night Meeting Moshan Mountain", "Zhou Futian Wears Dresses for the Sword Saints", "Zhou Futian escorted Duanmu Bingyan thousands of miles away", "Zhou Futian, A series of rumors related to Xiao Xun, such as Ruan Lingzhu and You Jiangdu.

a time.

Xiao Xun's image of number one in the land list has changed in the eyes of many people.

City Lord's Mansion.

The city lord Luo Shanhe, the city lord's wife Zhen Xiuya, Luo Qingxian and Zhen Yuankui gathered for dinner.

inevitable.

The four talked about the young heroes who were invited to the birthday party tomorrow.

Among them, the focus of the four people's discussions was basically on Zhou Futian and Gongshu Xinghe.

"The little monk is too carefree, and he is so good-looking, Qingxian can't control him." Zhen Yuankui said.

Luo Qingxian secretly stared at Zhen Yuankui.

The reason why my parents have a bad impression of Brother Hui Wu is entirely due to this talkative uncle.

"I saw his portrait, and it's really good-looking, and it's very similar to Dongfang Weiwo, who is number one on the Tianxiang list." Zhen Xiuya, the wife of the city lord, said in a gentle and pleasant voice.

"I'm the only one in the East?" Luo Qingxian was taken aback, she hadn't paid attention to the Tianxiang List.

"What does Madam want to say?" Luo Shanhe asked, feeling that his wife had something to say.

Zhen Xiuya chuckled and said, "If I'm not mistaken, this Zhou Futian and Dongfang Weiping are the same person." "The same person?" Everyone was taken aback.

Zhen Xiu said leisurely: "Isn't there a rumor that he put on skirts for Dao Chen, Jiang Fu, Jing Yun and others? I suspect it's because these young people put on the skirts for Zhou Futian first, Only then will he suffer Zhou Futian's revenge." Luo Qingxian recalled the scene of Xiao Xun and Dao Chen getting along in her mind, and nodded secretly, there is indeed such a possibility.

Although the two were friends, they both liked to hurt each other and took pleasure in making fun of each other.

"No matter what relationship he has with Dongfang Weiwo, anyway, this little monk is too frivolous to be our Qingxian's husband-in-law." Zhen Yuankui insisted on his own opinion.

Luo Qingxian gritted her teeth angrily, but when it came to her own marriage, she was ashamed to speak, so she could only sulk silently.Luo Shanhe chuckled and said: "It depends on God's will, no accidents, Qingxian's husband will be chosen between him and Xinghe." "Brother-in-law, if Qingxian marries the little monk, his life will be ruined!" Zhen Yuankui said, a little dissatisfied.

Little monk or candidate?

Luo Qingxian couldn't bear it anymore, she glared at her uncle Zhen Yuankui, and asked directly: "Uncle, did you take the benefits of the Gongshu family?" "What?"

"Hmph, I think Senior Brother Hui Wu is pretty good." Luo Qingxian snorted softly, her cheeks flushed.

Obviously, it is somewhat shy to say such words in front of parents.

"What's the matter? How about visiting brothels in front of monks?" Zhen Yuankui said angrily.

"I believe in Senior Brother Huiwu." Luo Qingxian said in a muffled voice.

Zhen Yuankui wondered: "The little monk is good-looking, has a bit of literary talent, and good strength, what other advantages does he have? Why did you fall in love with him?" Zhen Xiuya couldn't help laughing.

"Yuan Kui, he is good-looking, has a bit of literary talent, and has good strength... Are these three advantages not enough for a girl to like him?" Zhen Xiuya said with a leisurely smile.

"That's right." Luo Qingxian nodded quickly, and said, "Senior brother Huiwu is also proficient in medical skills, and in order to save his daughter, he would risk his life, he is a real man."

"Even if he is good in every way, he is not good enough for you." Zhen Yuankui sneered, "A young monk who has returned to the vulgar world without any family background, is it possible that he is willing to join the City Lord's Mansion?" Zhen Xiuya frowned, glanced at his younger brother Zhen Yuankui, Said: "Yuan Kui, you underestimate the number one in the land list." Luo Shanhe nodded, and said: "Qiao Song, the last number one in the land list, made great achievements in the northern border of the Great Zhou. If Qiao Song wants to Official career, the lowest starting point is a city lord, and it is very likely that he will become a feudal official." "Can he compare to Qiao Song?" Zhen Yuankui frowned.

Zhen Xiuya said softly: "As far as I know, he seems to be less than 20 years old. He killed the Lord of the Nether Valley with one punch. Don't you really understand what this kind of record means?" Zhen Yuankui was silent.

Ji Zang Wanyeqing, the master of the Nether Valley, is a figure close to the heaven list, an existence that he can only hope for and cannot reach.

Seeing his uncle slumped, Luo Qingxian was in a happy mood, and said with a leisurely smile: "Senior Brother Hui Wu is very powerful."

"It's because he is so powerful that I don't approve of him being our son-in-law."

Zhen Xiuya sighed, "He's too good, Qingxian, you...somewhat unworthy of him."

Luo Qingxian: "???"

Chapter 275 You gave me a treasured book, and I will help you ascend to the throne!

"He's too good, Qingxian, you...somewhat unworthy of him."

Heartbroken.

It's too heartbreaking.

The key point is that these words came from my own mother's mouth.

"Am I bad?" Luo Qingxian asked in a muffled voice, very speechless.

Uncle looked down on senior brother Huiwu, but when he came to mother's place, he looked down on me.

This is really... It's not that a family does not enter a house.

You siblings just don’t want me to be with senior brother Hui Wu~ don’t you?

"You're not bad, but he's too good." Zhen Xiuya said, "Less than twenty, number one on the list, this kind of talent is even more terrifying than the sword sage Wang Liang-." Luo Qingxian took a deep breath, He sneered and said, "If you say that, then I'm not worthy of Gongshu Xinghe! She is a rare genius in the Gongshu family, what is your daughter?"

Luo Shanhe said leisurely: "But your father and I have the half of the Secret Record of Cloud Tribulation that the Gongshu family wants." Luo Qingxian stared and said angrily: "In the eyes of my father, my daughter is not as good as a copy of the Secret Record of Cloud Tribulation ?”

"Hehe~, just kidding." Luo Shanhe said with a light smile, "But Xinghe is indeed more suitable for you than Zhou Futian, and Xinghe is very satisfied with you." "Senior Brother Huiwu is also very satisfied with me." Luo Qingxian was not angry Realistically, "Anyway, in my life, Senior Brother Huiwu won't marry!" Luo Shanhe said: "It's up to you, if Xinghe wins the first prize at tomorrow's son-in-law banquet, you have to marry if you don't.

Of course, if Zhou Futian can win Xinghe, Dad and I will not stop your marriage.No matter who they want to marry you, they need to show enough skills. "

"Anyway, I only marry Senior Brother Huiwu." Luo Qingxian said in a muffled voice, her eyes flickering, thinking that if Senior Brother Huiwu loses, then I will elope with Senior Brother Huiwu and wander the world. "No matter who loses between the two of them, we will offend one of them." Zhen Xiuya said with a look of worry in her eyes, "It seems that there have been new changes in the battle for the crown prince recently." Luo Shanhe nodded and said: "There have indeed been some changes , the eight princes had a movement at the same time, or it may be related to Cangtianyuan." "Cangtianyuan?"

Zhen Xiuya, Zhen Yuankui, and Luo Shanhe talked about the battle for the crown prince, Cang Tianyuan and other matters, Luo Qingxian was not interested in this, her mind was full of Senior Brother Hui Wu, and tomorrow's son-in-law banquet.A heart, sometimes apprehensive, sometimes yearning, sometimes nervous, sometimes looking forward...

The night is getting darker.

Xiao Xun seems to be unable to feel the passage of time, he has been immersed in his own inspiration, writing continuously.

Ruan Lingzhu stood aside.

Sometimes he grinds ink, sometimes arranges the written paper, and sometimes peeks at Xiao Xun's face.

past.

She only thought that the little monk was good-looking, and she didn't have much other feelings.

And this moment.

She felt a different look.

People can't help but look around and get closer.

Three watch days.

A cock crowed.

Xiao Xun, who was immersed in inspiration and was writing, suddenly stopped the brush in his hand. "about there."

Xiao Xun whispered, and put down the brush in his hand.