The Merry Man

The middle-aged monk didn't know why Wang Chen left the cafeteria of the Bolin Temple. After he recovered from his failure, all he could see were the steamed buns that had fallen to the ground. Not far away, there were a few young monks looking here.Just now these young monks have been watching Wang Chen compete with him, the admiration in their eyes is not humane.

The middle-aged monk laughed at himself, and said to himself: "Hehe, the real damn thing is that the waves behind the Yangtze River push forward the waves ahead. This time, monk, I stumbled a lot. I didn't expect this little guy to be so powerful. Among his peers There are not many people who can break my Vajra Sutra wall, but today it was broken by a young man. I am careless. This little guy, who is now at the peak of the Yellow rank, has such strength. If he reaches the Xuan rank... "

The middle-aged monk was also taken aback for a moment, he was confused.

Judging from Wang Chen's battle just now, I'm afraid even a master of the Xuan rank doesn't have such strength, so how did he come to be a peak Huang rank?This is obviously unscientific!The middle-aged monk frowned slightly. Class is such a difficult thing to hide. Could it be that he hid his strength just now?

The middle-aged monk didn't know that the cultivation of the "Xuanhuang Jing" is not only the superficial strength of the fourth level of Tiandi Xuanhuang. In fact, the strongest thing in the Xuanhuang Sutra is not the combat skills but his Wentian Sanshi, just like this Wentian Sanshi Now no one has comprehended the profound state, even Wang Chen's own old man dare not say that he absolutely understands the three ways of asking the sky.

"Xuanhuang Jing" is known as the number one divine book in the magician world, and it is far from being as simple as it appears on the surface.

The middle-aged monk didn't know that Wang Chen was the legendary child with the heart of a child. With the heart of a child, no matter if he practiced ancient martial arts, magic techniques or even medical skills, he would be stronger than his peers, and of course it would be more difficult to advance.Because their energy is too pure, the purer the energy, the stronger the fighting power, and of course the more energy they need to absorb, and the pure heart has mixed results in this regard.

But the middle-aged monk quickly thought about it, no matter what method the opponent used to win him, if he lost, he lost, and no amount of reasons could cover up the fact that had already happened.The middle-aged monk let out a long breath, stabilized his emotions, stared at the young monks who were peeking not far away and scolded: "You guys, what are you looking at, why don't you hurry up and clean up the steamed buns on the ground! "

"Yes, Master."

The young monks hurriedly ran over with their heads down, and quickly packed them up. After they had cleaned up the steamed buns and other things on the ground, a brave little monk approached the middle-aged monk's bed. He smiled and said, "Master, who was that young man just now? I think he is not a few years older than us, but why is he so strong?"

The middle-aged monk scolded angrily: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!"

"Yes Yes!"

The young monks hurriedly lowered their heads, their little faces were flushed, and they suppressed a smile.It was the first time for them to see their master so deflated.

The middle-aged monk snorted softly, turned his head and left, he turned his head and still couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "Damn it! Now I finally understand why Master Yuanyue has been fighting with Master Xieyue for dozens of times. It's been a year, but I can't beat Master Xieyue. Not only is Master Yuanyue inferior to Master Xieyue in terms of Dharma and strength, but Master Yuanyue is also inferior in terms of judging people."

The middle-aged monk continued with disdain: "Cut! What kind of a thing is that Chen Yang, who relies on himself as a person in the world to make money from people in the real society, and then uses that money to enshrine our Berlin Temple, Zhenni Mary doesn't know what it is!"

The figure of the middle-aged monk was getting farther and farther away, and disappeared into the cafeteria at the last turn. The young monks looked at each other, and they all heard what the middle-aged monk said just now.I am afraid that the only one who dares to say such things about the two masters in the Berlin Temple is himself, a grumpy and fearless master.

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After Wang Chen left the cafeteria of Bolin Temple, he rushed towards the toilet non-stop, not knowing what happened to these two monsters and lunatics.

As soon as he entered the toilet, the overwhelming smell almost caused Wang Chen to spit out the steamed buns he ate just now. Although Wang Chen said that he could regard excrement as melons, fruits, vegetables, wine and meat when he was talking nonsense with the evil spirits, most of the ingredients were nonsense. , If you can really see excrement and urine as melons, fruits, vegetables, wine and meat, then you are definitely not a Buddha mind but an idiot.

Wang Chen managed to climb to the air vent by borrowing the mysterious and yellow energy, only to see the Yaoxie and the lunatic with circles flashing in their eyes, staring at the cesspit below with foam at the mouth, trembling that they might die at any time. fell down.

I ri!

Wang Chen was dumbfounded. Didn't the two of them really stare at the cesspit because of what they said, and then fainted by accident?Wang Chen hastily mobilized the mysterious yellow energy in his body to pat on the backs of the two of them, and the mysterious yellow energy turned into a stream of clear water and spread along the veins of the two of them.

Yaoxie woke up first with a groan, he opened his eyes and stared at Wang Chen in bewilderment and asked, "I... what happened to me just now?"

Wang Chen rolled his eyes and said, "How do I know?"

"Huh? A lot of wine!"

Yaoxie looked down subconsciously, staring at the sky, stood up from the vent and was about to jump into the cesspit, Wang Chen was shocked.

I am O!

Doesn't this guy really treat this shit as wine?Seeing that Yaoxie was about to jump off, Wang Chen pulled him back, slapped him on the back, shook Yaoxie violently and shouted: "My day! Wake up, damn it! It's a cesspool, not Nima's wine pool, if you want to eat shit, I won't stop you, but if you want to drink, then your sister's should stop!"

Yaoxie's body trembled, and a sliver of clarity returned to his eyes, only then did he see clearly that what was underneath was not the legendary wine at all but the legendary monk's excrement.

Yaoxie hastily took two steps back, and said with a sneer: "Hey, this one just wanted to drink, it was an accident, it was purely an accident, but..."

Wang Chen was stunned: "But what?"

Yaoxie was silent for a while, and said slowly: "But I seem to have really understood the Buddha's heart, this thing is just like what you said, if you understand it, you understand it."

"Really?"

Wang Chen happily asked, he didn't expect Yaoxie to be able to comprehend the Buddha's heart so quickly, this is simply a great surprise.At this time, the lunatic also woke up. The lunatic woke up and jumped into the cesspit without saying a word, yelling: "Meat! I want to eat meat!"

I rely on!

Wang Chen wasn't shocked this time, but was directly overwhelmed by thunder!

Damn, can anyone explain what's going on here?Could it be that modern society is changing so fast, are you so excited when you see shit?