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Chapter 280 It's This Taste
Hold the sky with your hands.

"Mummy Weng, Mommy, boom, boom... Brother Fuhu, come and see me!"

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Arhat sleeping position.

"I am Jianglong, Moke Kasyapa, God of Earth and Mountains, come and see me quickly!"

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Sit cross-legged and form the Buddha's handprint.

"My Buddha is merciful. My disciple descended the dragon. I have something to report. The Buddha Tathagata... Manjushri? Guanyin Bodhisattva? Ancient Buddha of Burning Lamp?"

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One finger to the sky, the other to the ground.

"The sky is big and the earth is big, my Buddha is the biggest, eighteen arhats, love is stronger than gold, brothers, come and tell me!"

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Cross your arms and doubt life.

Looking to the sky.

"Hey, me! Subduing the dragon! Big guys, when the poor monk came down to earth, he forgot to leave everyone's contact information. Did you hear me?"

There was still silence and no response.

Ok.

Ye Tai temporarily gave up the idea of ​​hugging her thigh.

I originally thought that I was new here, and I would leave a contact information with my colleagues in the sky.

When you can't win in the future, it's easy to shake people.

In the end, everyone ignored him.

I don't know if I heard it and pretended not to hear it, or I didn't pay attention to my side at all.

It seems that we still have to plan slowly, and don't be too arrogant for the time being.

Although I don't know the specific situation in this world now, it's just a rough idea of ​​the Qi machine sweeping away.

But I know the urine of Dao!

If the world was safe, how could he be so kind as to make a small fuss for himself?

I'm afraid it's because of my combat power, in Dao's view, I can't easily gain a foothold in this world, and even my life is in danger!
Thoughts came from Wangcai, like looking at a fool, he said: "Little Jin, stupid (￣_￣)."

Ye Tai pursed his mouth and said: "What do you know? If I don't hold my thighs well, you won't know when you will be caught and stewed with dragon soup. Have you ever heard of the golden-winged roc? It can eat hundreds of pieces in one meal." Dragon! Have you ever heard of Nezha? Peel off the dragon’s skin and pull out the tendons of the dragon! Sun Wukong... Um, this doesn’t count, he beat the Buddha, my colleague! Although he is a Buddha and I am an Arhat, I am still superior to him in terms of seniority For a bit, Jin Chanzi is my brother! I'll save some face."

Dao has completely given himself the identity of a madman, and the awakened memory fragments are only a star and a half, and will make the Buddha of this world pay for his many lies and deviant behaviors.

Although Mrs. Ye knows that there are gods who hold their heads up three feet, she doesn't have any scruples about speaking.

Wangcai: "Σ(°△°|||) eat, eat dragon meat? Why, eat dragon? It's not delicious."

Ye Taiyu said earnestly: "So you don't know this, this world is too dangerous, not just me, when you learn the transformation technique, give me a hug too! If you can't hold it anymore, I will remotely control you , maybe you can recognize a father of the dragon."

Wangcai: "It's dangerous, don't go, it's here (°ー°〃)."

Mrs. Ye: "It's up to you. There must be a lot of karma in Jianglong Arhat. If you don't do anything, you will definitely be implicated. Maybe you will be taken away and put into the pot if you fall asleep. Throw it away, put the onion, ginger and garlic, and add half a bottle of cooking wine to taste..."

Wangcai interrupted: "Xiao Jinren, beat to death, eat dragon, villain! Don't eat, dragon."

Mrs. Ye teased Wangcai again, then withdrew her thoughts, because the sound of footsteps had already been heard outside the door.

The reason why he was so interested just now was because Wangcai poured 800 years of dragon yuan into himself all of a sudden, and there was really nowhere to use his energy.

He still hasn't digested it yet.

Even if it is absorbed slowly, it will take at least ten days.

This can almost quadruple his Xianyuan.

And if you don't master it, you will open the energy valve again, and you may have the risk of exploding.

Just now, when the energy in Mrs. Ye's body was out of control, although it was only for a moment, he felt a few not weak qi coming, but he was shielded by himself.

It’s just that it was still three or four o’clock in the morning outside, and it was still dark, so he didn’t go out for a walk, but tried various positions to call friends.

Footsteps were heard outside the door, Mrs. Ye stuck the broken fan around her neck, stood up, opened the door and walked out.

Outside.

A group of monks wearing monk robes hurriedly gathered towards the center of the temple.

When passing by Mrs. Ye, a few nodded to him and called: Uncle Master.

Ye Tai replied with a silly smile.

It's just that most of them ignored him, and brushed past him in a straight line.

Well, it seems that my status in Lingyin Temple is not high.

But that's right, according to my own memory, after awakening some memory fragments in my previous life, my behavior became deviant, eating meat, not loving cleanliness, not doing morning classes, doing nothing, ruining the image of Buddhism...

It can be described as full of five poisons.

Moreover, he had never displayed any profound strength in front of others, so that in the eyes of the disciples of Lingyin Temple, he was just a Buddhist scum who was favored by the abbot to stay in Lingyin Temple.

wow~
The main event is coming.

Ye Tai's ears moved, and he looked at several points where the vitality was bursting.

In the crowd, a few novice monks or elders in cassocks stepped on small supernatural powers that seemed to shrink to an inch, and hurried away in an instant.

The aura emanating faintly from their bodies is not weaker than the master-level powerhouses in the world of Tang Shuanglong.

Call ~
An aura comparable to that of a great master came.

On a mountain in the distance, a Zen master with white eyebrows, stepping on the golden light bed, pinching and twisting fingers, wearing cassock, looks solemn.

The soft golden light illuminates the night at three or four o'clock in the morning. It is not dazzling, but makes people feel warm and soft like a spring breeze, and there is the faint sound of Buddha chanting sutras in the air.

The Zen master stepped on the golden wheel from the mountain peaks several miles away, and landed in front of Mrs. Ye.

He looked at Daoji with a smile and said, "It was you just now, Daoji."

In memory, this elder's name is: Hui Kong.

He is his master, the younger brother of Abbot Huiyuan, and one of the most respected elders in Lingyin Temple.

What he asked was naturally the pure dragon essence that Mrs. Ye was in the house just now.

Thinking about the several qi mechanisms that were detected just now, one of them was him.

Mrs. Ye had nothing to hide, she stretched her waist, yawned and said, "Just now I had a dream, I dreamed that there was a dragon coiled on my lap, and when I woke up suddenly, I felt refreshed, so uncomfortable! Ha ha."

Huikong took a deep look at Daoji, and confirmed his thoughts even more. He said with a smile: "Then keep up with the big troops. You haven't had a morning class for half a year. It's hard to get up so early this time. Come on!" Let’s review the Buddhist scriptures.”

After finishing speaking, Huikong smiled and pinched the rosary in his hands, blended into the monks, and walked slowly towards the Daxiong Hall in the center of Lingyin Temple.

Ye Tai grinned.

Also slowly towards the flow of people.

"Daoji!"

Suddenly, another breath of a half-step grand master came from behind.

Mrs. Ye turned her head, and saw a fat-headed monk in cassock walking up with a smile on his feet.

The memory in his mind told him that this was his senior brother, Guang Liang, who also held half of the power in Lingyin Temple.

Behind him, there are also two weak master-level followers, Zhiqing and Zhiming.

Guang Liang looked at Ye Tai in amazement for a while, and said: "The sun is really coming out from the west, Dao Ji, why did you get up so early, don't you want to go down the mountain again to deceive Liang Shan?"

In his impression, Guang Liang never knew that he possessed profound strength, and only regarded himself as an ordinary person, or an ordinary person who corrupted the image of Buddhism.

As a monastery supervisor, he desperately wanted to drive himself out of Lingyin Temple, but he was always suppressed by the abbot Huiyuan and couldn't succeed.

In fact, Mrs. Ye didn't think there was anything wrong with Guangliang, who was a supervisor of the temple, wanting to clear up the Buddhist atmosphere and expel himself from Lingyin Temple.

From his standpoint as the management of Lingyin Temple, and he didn't know that he was the reincarnation of the descending dragon Arhat. The Buddha picked his feet, picked his boogers, and rubbed mud balls in front of him.

Not to mention prison temples, this kind of behavior is placed in an open-minded modern age, no one wants to be friends with you, because it is personally unbearable.

Well, I can't stand it myself, so I didn't go out just now to go to morning class, but just to take a shower...

After all, my sense of smell is not well-developed, so I could vaguely detect this smell, and I was stupefied.

(End of this chapter)