My wife is number one in the world

Chapter 642 Received the supernatural power
"Yun'er, Lian'er, I was wrong, I shouldn't drink, let alone drink so much, give me another chance, okay? Ahhhhhhhhh

When the sky was bright, Young Master Liu begged at the door, and responded with a bang slamming door and clothes flying out!

Leaning helplessly on the door, young master Liu looked sore that he wanted to give himself two big mouths. He used to have a good thing that he couldn't ask for if his lips were worn out. Finally, he got a chance and fell asleep drunk.

"Yun'er, Lian'er, it's so cold outside, you let me go in and put on my clothes!"

"Go to Ying'er's room and wear it!"

"Yes, don't think that Lian'er and sister don't know what's going on in your mind, don't even think about it!"

"You misunderstood me, really, let me in, okay?"

In response to her own rustling sound of dressing, Young Master Liu slipped off his clothes and walked helplessly to Ying'er's room, regretting that he made a mistake by drinking.

"Master, you are not afraid of getting sick if you wear such thin clothes!"

Before Liu Mingzhi went in, Ying'er came out with a hot water basin and was about to bring water for her to wash.

Liu Mingzhi looked at Yinger's worried expression and hesitated to speak, but he held back for a long time and sighed deeply: "Oh, October day is not as good as the young master's current mood, and even the best luthier can't play the young master's sadness, What a great opportunity to get drunk?"

Ying'er touched Liu Mingzhi's forehead in confusion: "It's not hot, why are you talking nonsense, come in quickly, Ying'er will wait for you to wash up!"

"Oh, I see!"

Liu Mingzhi walked into the room with a listless expression!Under Ying'er's service, she changed into thick clothes and left the room.

I remember clearly what old man Sai said to himself before leaving.

"Flowing water does not rot, and the door hinge does not rot. Life is hard work, and hard work is not lacking!"

A serious illness made Liu Mingzhi realize the importance of the body, and the body is the capital of the revolution. There is a good saying, don't spend money when people die.

"Hey, little master, why didn't you leave? You didn't meditate here all night against the cold wind, did you?"

"Amitabha, good morning Liu benefactor!"

"Same friends, same friends, what are you?"

"The poor monk is waiting for the benefactor Liu!"

Liu Mingzhi stared blankly at Fan and was a little speechless. Although internal strength can resist the cold, it is not all-round resistance, okay? Isn't it a joke that you sit in the gazebo all night in the twelfth lunar month of winter?

If this is frozen to death in your own home, how can you justify it?
If you want to die, at least you die far away.

"Little master, what are you waiting for me in the cold wind?"

Liao Fan pondered for a while and looked at Liu Mingzhi quietly: "Benefactor Liu, the poor monk wants to know where the Buddhist mantra came from last night?"

"Are you crazy? Waiting all night just for the source of a sentence? Are you a fool for believing in Buddhism?"

"The poor monk thinks it is worth waiting for the poor monk!"

Liu Mingzhi looked at Fan in a speechless manner, and nine out of ten his brain was frozen: "Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you, what did you ask?"

It wasn't that Liu Mingzhi was putting on a show, the cold wind blowing yesterday made his mind feel like a paste, what he said was completely casual, without thinking at all.

"The world is safe with the law of both perfection, and you will not fail the Tathagata and not the Qing!"

"Hiss, did I say that yesterday?"

Liu Mingzhi frowned, carefully recalling what happened yesterday, but he couldn't remember anything but the empress' cold eyes.

"The benefactor said, otherwise the poor monk wouldn't have waited here all night!"

Liu Mingzhi thought about it?source?The ghost knows where the source came from, whether the Buddha's words on the rotten street on the Internet in later generations are good or not.

"I can't remember this young master for a while. I just happen to be going to the martial arts field to exercise. Are you going?"

"Okay! The poor monk will move his hands and feet with Liu benefactor!"

A moment later, Liu Mingzhi and Liu Mingzhi stood on the martial arts arena, and next to them was Jiu Niu who was watching the show curiously with a mace.

"Little master, how do you practice?"

Liao Fan pondered for a while, holding the Buddha beads in his palms together: "Amitabha!"

Liu Mingzhi was gone too, and when Fan made any movement, a golden body of Arhat in the void appeared to protect Fan's whole body.

"What do you mean, little master?"

"Although the benefactor Liu strikes, the poor monk will never fight back. When the benefactor moves his body and informs the little monk, the little monk will naturally stop the meditation and think about it."

"My sun, are you looking down on people a little bit?"

Although he was depressed, Liu Mingzhi didn't hesitate in his hands. He couldn't use the Heavenly Sword when he moved his body. Liu Mingzhi clenched his hands into fists, and the sword move of Nine Styles of Sword Song was cast with his fists and smashed fiercely on Fan's immobile golden body. .

Strong winds crisscrossed, sword qi radiated everywhere, Liu Mingzhi ran out of moves and sword songs, Fan's immobile golden body didn't change at all, except for some rolling ripples.

Liu Mingzhi looked at Fan in amazement, and thought to himself how strong this little bald donkey's inner strength is, and the immovable golden body formed by the condensed true energy was fine even after receiving five punches from him.

Today's me is not fighting the five scumbags, but a sixth-rank master who has truly mastered the nine-style sword song.

As for how high it is, you don't need a ladder to go up the wall, you say it's amazing or not!

Seeing that Fan is like a living bastard, Young Master Liu is not convinced anymore, and directly uses his true energy to go all over the big acupuncture points all over his body, and immediately used the last move of the nine-style sword song to startle.

"Amazing!"

A sharp sword energy flew out from Liu Mingzhi's fingertips and swept towards Fan's immovable golden body, and the intersecting internal forces produced the sound of a sword clashing.

Panting, Liu Mingzhi looked at Fan's unchanged golden body and waved his hands: "Master, put away your supernatural powers!"

"Amitabha!"

Liao Fan gave a Buddha's name, and the dharma body with condensed true energy disappeared without a trace.

"Benefactor, can you move your body?"

"It's open, let me tell you what state you are in now, I have run out of nine-style sword songs, and I can't even break your stellar energy!"

"Ninth Grade Sovereign!"

"I, the sun, didn't you say earlier that the first rank is the first rank, and you asked me to fight the ninth rank with a sixth rank. Isn't this a joke? This young master is not one of those masters who can leapfrog challenges with their pig's feet!"

"Benefactor, can you tell the poor monk the source of the Buddha's words?"

Liu Mingzhi was stunned to think that Fan would be so persevering, and holding the stubble on his chin, Liu Mingzhi walked around Fan a few times, and a thought that had been lurking in his heart for a long time came back to his mind.

"Little master, the source of this Buddhist saying is a bit far away, are you sure you want to go?"

"The poor monk has been to the South of the Five Ridges, the East China Sea, the Western Regions, and the Great Northern Territory. As long as he can find the Zen of the little monk, the little monk is willing to go no matter how far away he is!"

Liu Mingzhi rolled his eyes: "This sentence comes from the Tripitaka of Mahayana Buddhism in the Great Leiyin Temple of the Western Heaven!"

Liao Fan looked at Liu Mingzhi blankly: "Dare to ask the benefactor, where is the Great Leiyin Temple, and what is Mahayana Buddhism?"

"Well, the little master should know that Buddhism was introduced to the East from Tianzhu, right?"

"What? Did Buddhism really come from Tianzhu?"

"do not you know?"

Liu Mingzhi looked at Fan in surprise, stumped, has history forked again?
"My little monk has heard about it, but there is no real record of whether Buddhism came from Tianzhu!"

"So that's how it is. My young master told you that now Dalong's Dharma is nothing more than Hinayana Dharma, and Mahayana Dharma is in Daleiyin Temple in Xitian!"

"Da Leiyin Temple!"

(End of this chapter)