there is a dragon lying

Mangjun sensed his murderous aura bursting out from Huiming's chest, hovering over Huiming's shoulder and cautiously staring at Qianji's movements, the vertical pupils that also belonged to cold-blooded animals were full of menace.

Qianji raised one corner of her lips, and the dark red pattern on her body began to give people the feeling of surging!Red scales appeared faintly on the neck, cheeks and forehead, just the ferocious power of the real dragon in the air was enough to make Huiming feel uncomfortable!

The flame of the red dragon appeared on the back of Qianji, and the black mist of the dragon shrouded Mangjun's body.

One is for your human partner, and the other is for your human 'parents'

what does it feel like?Huiming thought about it leisurely, suddenly realized and clapped his hands!

This scene is not like this morning when two people with dogs met on a narrow road. The owners on both sides looked at each other awkwardly and smiled helplessly with the ropes tightly tightened in their hands, while the two loyal dogs stared fiercely at each other. Does the master have evil intentions?

puff!Hahaha.

Huiming clenched his hands into fists and put them on his lips, smiling warmly.

Qianji and Mangjun looked at him when they heard the sound, their eyes were not friendly, Huiming quickly waved his hands in a good temper, "Okay." He made the first move, grabbed Mangjun's little tail that exploded Lin, and put the dangerous-looking dragon on the line. stuffed into his arms.

Mangjun struggled to put his head up, but he put up a finger and gently pressed it back on the small corner~

Mang Jun was worried about the safety of the abbot of his family, so he was unwilling.But his small horns are extremely sharp, and if he struggles, he will definitely pierce the abbot's fingers...

The abbot is also... Mang Jun complained in his heart: He is gentle and firm, and he will not really force him to order him, so that he can break free but he is reluctant, hum!annoying!

In Huiming's arms, the dark dragon angrily hit his chest with his kiss.

After Huiming felt it, his expression became more gentle, and he watched Qianji bent down and gave a Buddhist ritual, "Mr. Long calm down, I came here today to apologize to you and your follower on behalf of Mr. Mang, not provocative. And I also know the worries of the two of you recently, so I specially brought a solution, and I hope you will allow Huiming to explain."

He said, "Or do you doubt Huiming's identity?"

Qianji snorted coldly, put away the coercion: "I don't doubt your identity."

The eyes of a dragon are different from those of a human, or what a practitioner sees is also very different from what a mortal sees. Humans have a mortal body, and what they see is the appearance of all things.

Dragons were born before heaven and earth, and they were full of great luck when they were born. They are closely related to the spiritual veins and Taoism. All living beings have a sense of worship, and what they see is the most authentic appearance of all things in the world.

So when Qianji looked at Huiming in front of him, he knew at first sight that he was the real thing. His face was so handsome, but his appearance would not make people notice his appearance, but his breath, which was tepid and could contain everything, as if how the heaven and the earth circulated. , he is an inconspicuous and inconspicuous rock.

Almost all eminent monks Qianji met had this restrained manner.

It is the practice of Buddhism that makes people forget the vulgarity. What makes people have no specific description to describe him after seeing it is the Buddha and the sage.

The golden cold vertical pupil glanced from top to bottom, and Qianji said lightly: "You should have been in your tenth life before you died. Is it worth giving up for a beast?"

Ten lives, that is to say, after crossing the heart kalpa, one can become a Buddha.Such a good qualification was extremely rare in Qianji's era.

"You are really... unforgiving."

Huiming shook his head lightly without any angry expression.

The dragon clan has the pride of the dragon clan, and all under the real dragon are ants.It's not bad to be so friendly, so Huiming didn't care. Mang Jun was also dissatisfied and there was no movement after wagging his tail. He only cared about Huiming's answer.

Huiming said: "There is no such thing as worth or not. Most of the things in the world that cannot be deduced by common sense come from willingness or unwillingness. Maybe I am destined to have a catastrophe called dragon transformation. If I give up it, my heart will no longer be pure and consistent. .If I don’t give up, I will never be able to become a Buddha that day. This matter is a dilemma, and the poor monk just chose 'wish'."

'Abbot...'

In his arms, the jet-black little dragon with golden vertical pupils brimming with tears, clings to the warm person.

"He is lucky." Qianji glanced at Huiming's bulging monk's robe, and said, "You are just a person who was resurrected by the Dragon Ball. Thinking about the price you may have paid in the past, are you still the same Huiming now?"

Huiming's smile faded a lot when he heard the words: "I only have a wisp of my soul left. If it hadn't been for Mr. Mang who left behind my bones and relics, otherwise even if I reincarnated, I wouldn't have memory and 'truth'."

"Ah."

From this point of view, the Mang Jun knows how to repay his kindness.Qianjiwen knew that he was curious, so he didn't bother to deal with the other party's private affairs and should talk about business.

Blocking the door, he took out a cigarette from his pocket with his big hand, took a cigarette and put it in his mouth, "Say it, bald donkey, let me hear how you can solve this gentleman's predicament."

Huiming: ...It's a bald donkey again.

Mang Jun raised his head: "Don't bully the abbot, you can't see the abbot with hair, you are so weak!"

Qianji: "Hehe, in my eyes, a monk is a bald donkey whether he has hair or not." It's the same as if a Taoist with a bull nose doesn't necessarily have a nose with a nose, and if a wife cake doesn't have a wife!

"you!"

Mangjun wanted to bite him in a hurry, but Huiming skillfully stuffed him back: "Ahem, it's just a title..." He grabbed the monk's robe on his chest to persuade Mangjun, then raised his head again with a serious expression.

"The poor monk came here this time to calculate that one day you will kill Mang Jun! After thinking about it, it was probably because your followers and dragon eggs were damaged when you snatched the Dragon Ball before, so you got this evil result."

"..."

"So, the poor monk will offer half a dragon ball in his body, and help Lord Ruan and the dragon egg to tide over the difficulties and resolve this evil result!"

"..."

If, if Ruan Xingzhou really died because of giving birth to a dragon egg, Qianji couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't resent what happened to Mang Jun back then, even if they got the original dragon ball, it wouldn't help.

But this monk can actually calculate the future and the current problem of the dragon egg...

Qianji was silent for a while, and took a serious attitude towards Huiming: "Bad donkey, I admit that you are capable. But with your cultivation base, the Dragon Ball is even more expensive. Without half of it, even you can only live an ordinary life. It’s only a year, and you’re willing? Even if you’re willing, what about Mr. Mang?”

"Mr. Long, you don't have to worry about this." Huiming raised his eyebrows gently, and put his palm on his chest: "I have decided with Mr. Mang that a lifetime of companionship is enough, and I just wronged him."

Mang Jun whispered shyly in his chest and responded: "As long as you can follow the abbot."

Thousand Halberd: ...

Qianji: A dead bald donkey is coming to torture a dog? !

The corners of the young Dragon Lord's mouth twitched. He never expected that the Mang Lord, who looked more normal, would also have a wise moment of love.

He turned around and walked to Ruan Xingzhou's bedroom first, acquiescing to Huiming's explanation.At this point, Huiming and Mangjun finally entered the room...

Ruan Xingzhou leaned against the bed and waited for the result of his old dragon's treatment. After about half an hour, his door was pushed open, and Qianji was walking in front. A monk in white robes.

This is the man Mangjun wants to resurrect?

Judging by his smile and demeanor, there is no sense of disobedience with his status as a monk, except that he has long hair.And Ruan Xingzhou's first impression of him was inexplicably very good.

When they completely entered the room, Ruan Xingzhou raised the corners of his lips politely, and stretched out his thin hand to the master: "Hi, it's the first time we meet, what's the name of the master?"

Unexpectedly, just after he opened his mouth, the smiling monk on the opposite side stood in a daze at the door, his smile disappeared, his eyes widened and his pupils contracted, with a look of surprise and astonishment.

Ruan Xingzhou: "???"

"Master? Master?"

"What's wrong with you, abbot?" Mang Jun, who noticed something strange, came out and poked Huiming's face lightly.

"Huh? Ah..." Huiming woke up suddenly, saw Mangjun's worried eyes, and the doubts of Ruan Xingzhou and Qianji, "It's okay, it's just a little accident..." He put down the latter sentence very lightly.

As he regained his senses, Huiming's complexion improved a lot, and the smile returned to the corner of his mouth. He quickly walked a few steps forward and held Ruan Xingzhou's withered hand, which was as warm as a flower blooming in an instant.

"I'm Huiming." He said, "Long time no see."

"..."

I don't think I've seen such a person before.

Ruan Xingzhou blinked slowly, and asked, "...have we met?"

Qianji looked at Huiming with a twinkle in his eyes, as if he was also asking.

Huiming shook his head and didn't answer, but turned his head slightly and said to Qianji: "I've changed my mind, Dragon Ball Poor Monk will still give it, and I will also tell you how to survive the catastrophe, but there is a small request."

Qianji: "What?"

Huiming: "I want Master Ruan to shave the poor monk."

"........."

[The author has something to say]: [Key note] Baidu search: Many people think that the barber must be an "old monk", or "abbot", "abbot" and other roles, but this is not the case.According to the requirements of the precepts, students can only be accepted after ten years of precepts.And it is necessary to read the scriptures extensively, so that the disciples can learn as they like, and only those who are convincing monks can accept disciples.And a master can lead up to three apprentices, and it is not allowed to recruit more disciples, so as to teach better.The important thing is that there must be karma between the master and the apprentice.

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