It's just cowardly, sitting on the pure ink yuan, but saying that his skills are low?

Stupid people, ragged, begging along the streets, just asking for a few hard buns, if there can be another half bowl of leftovers, it is simply happy, in fact, he carries a silver ticket of 10,000 taels in his arms. But the stupid beggar didn't know the use of money, and he didn't know that he could use the money to buy a fragrant restaurant, he only knew that the silver ticket could not be eaten, and the leftovers of cold buns could satisfy his filling.

The stupid beggar should not lack food and clothing, he is not poor at all, but he does not know what to do with the money, so the money is of no use to him.

It's almost the same thing, Futu has 'money', and pure Mo Xiu makes him extremely strong, but it's also because his Mo Yuan is too pure, he doesn't know how to use it, or he hasn't been able to find a way to really use his power.

Fu Tu stood up, he had been a fellow practitioner with Futu, and had seen the real ink djinn, although it was only a corpse. It was because he understood that the monks in front of him were not righteous gods, and they were all believers just like himself. Futu gave a serious salute, and his voice was still choked: "Futu greets His Holiness"

Without waiting for him to bow down, the middle-aged monk held him up and said with a smile: "The same eternal Chinese people, close as siblings, the title of the Venerable, the worship of such a festival, no longer need, my name is Shui Jing, you can call me by my name in the future." ”

Water mirrors.

Any cultivator with some insight would be surprised to hear his name.

Celestial water mirror?

The water mirror is full of sky.

First there is the water mirror and then there is the Zen Buddhism.

The Buddhist family has a long history since ancient times, but Mitiantai is not the person who founded Mitiantai since ancient times. Zen Master of the Water Mirror. The ancient monks who were amazingly talented, who broke through the sky early and went to the Western Elysium, reappeared on the rooftop today.

Shui Jing returned his hand, pointed to the monks behind him for Futu, and introduced with a smile: "Close the mirror, hold the mirror, sink the mirror, late mirror, and Chun mirror"

was named, and the five senior monks behind Shui Jing were all laughing, happy and comfortable. If you see the deceased. Bow to Futu Namaste. The ink giants are a polite people, 'etiquette' is their attitude, is their behavior, but they do not pay attention to unique etiquette, many of the disciples keep their original etiquette. Habit dictates. It doesn't matter if it's a fumaste or a halma. The ink lives forever in their hearts.

After introducing the five monks behind him, Shui Jing pointed out the senior monks in the second row again, and his smile remained unchanged: "Silent flower." Celebration of flowers, chasing flowers, Yinghua, fighting flowers"

In the second row, more than a dozen monks smiled even more and saluted Fu Tu.

Whatever the name, it has resounded throughout the world of Middle-earth! Mirror and Hua two generations of Buddhists, the first and second generations of holy monks in Mitiantai.

Two generations of Buddha and 17 monks, this is the beauty and wonder of the world of Middle-earth cultivation! The legend of ancient times reappears in the ancient temple, who can not be surprised Fu Tu is not surprised, the southern barbarian, a lifelong penance and retreat, he has never heard of any of these names that are louder than thunder. But he was happy, because the monks smiled at him, and the smile was too sincere and too real, and they recognized him, which made Futu's heart bloom and made him so happy that he wanted to cry.

"Come, come, talk, talk. More than a dozen people were introduced, enough of them, and the rest of Shui Jing no longer made introductions, took Fu Tu's hand and turned around and walked towards the big temple, Shui Jing got straight to the point: "Fu Tu, how do you practice?"

Fu Tu replied truthfully: "I practiced with my senior brother in front of the Righteous Divine Dharma Body, and my senior brother said that my shallow foundation is still secondary, but cowardice in mind is a big taboo, and I don't need to urgently practice Mo Yuan's true power, and it is the right way to establish my heart and mind first." ”

Zen Master Shuijing nodded slowly: "What your senior brother said is not wrong, he is for your good." ”

"Before you came, Senior Brother was the most beloved person in the world. Futu's eyes were red, but today he cried too much, he didn't want to cry anymore, held back, and got back to the point: "It's because the senior brother told me not to practice the Dharma Body of the Righteous God first, but it is not okay to do the true color practice at all, so the senior brother knelt down to the righteous god and bowed to the god, and then took off an empty sword box on the Dharma body and handed it to me, the senior brother said, although there is no sword, but there is also a positive color in the box, he asked me to repair the scabbard first." ”

When mentioning the sword box, Shui Jing pulled Fu Tu's hand a little tightly, very slightly, Fu Tu didn't even notice that there were enough masters of the Middle Earth Ink Disciples, and he didn't care about Fu Tu, not to mention that this person's origin was untraceable and suspicious, not to mention that although this person had pure ink yuan, he didn't know how to use it, and he was not a master at all.

But there is one thing that the water mirror can't fail to check: the origin of Futu's pure yuan.

According to the water mirror's guess, there is no more reason why mortal barbarians can cultivate a body of scale armor, or a superior weapon that must be found in the earth during this trip, an ink-colored long sword.

Sure enough, Futu Xiuyuan came from the box of the ink sword. Shui Jing turned his head and looked at the group of 'fellow disciples' behind him, all of the monks behind him were full of ironic spirits: Futu thought he was smart, but where could he have imagined it, even if it was just an empty sword box, because it was invaded by the long sword, and the ink color contained in it was far purer and more intense than the corpse of the ink giant spirit.

"Is the sword case still there?" asked the water mirror.

The sword box was still there, Fu Tu opened his mouth and spit out, and the narrow and clumsy sword box was spit in his hand and handed it to the water mirror beside him.

The sword box is not black, how can there be a little ink in it, the mirror behind him, the mirror and the other people's true knowledge immediately fell on the sword box, and soon they all frowned, Fu Tu said: "It turns out that the true color on the sword box is not too heavy, only a few traces, and then I practiced into the body, so there is no color on the box."

The barbarian explained in a low voice, his voice timid, his eyes flickering, not because he was weak in heart, but because he was cowardly and never dared to talk to others. The barbarian didn't know it, and after holding the sword box and investigating it carefully for a while, the water mirror whispered to his companion: "True." ”

Others can't see it, others can't detect it, but the water mirror can poke it out, and there is still a trace of aura left in this box, only a trace of inky aura that is extremely difficult to detect.

That aura is so small that it is completely negligible, but that aura is also 'pure' to the point of being incomparable, with the same origin and root as the practice of the barbarian Zi Futu, and in line with the legendary power of the ink sword.

The box was useless, and the water mirror returned it to the barbarian. Small talk: "Only a box, no sword? ”

"Yes, it's a pity," the barbarian Fu Tu nodded, he was more sorry than the monk: "There is only a box, no sword is not, there is a sword, but the sword is not in the box." ”

Pure nonsense, but because of the difference in tone, Shui Jing and the Moqin monks behind him could hear that the barbarian meant something else. Shui Jing raised his eyebrows slightly: "What do you say?"

In a few words. The people had already walked thirty miles into the mountain gate.

The chaotic night, the dark temple, the four open three convenient doors. It's like a giant beast opening its mouth

Off the mountain. Yuhuaping. Uncle Xiao preached, is to the 'rule of heaven' in people, people in the world, the relationship between the rule of heaven and the rule of heaven, wonderful place. The crowd listened intently. The three corpses are out of energy, the freshness of being a gentleman at the beginning of the class has passed, and the first yawn of the flower, Akame was immediately infected, and Lei Dong Lao Cheng was heavy, endured and did not open his mouth, and his jaw trembled and his eyes turned red after a while.

Lianhua pulled the corner of Lei's clothes and whispered: "Let's see my daughter-in-law?"

The three sisters of Hai Linger also returned to Lishan. Lei Dong wanted to go, but he still had to hold it: "You and I are leaving, who will solve the confusion with all the cultivators?"

Akame opened his mouth and changed his words: "It's late, it's time for supper." ”

Lei Dong Tianzun jumped up, pulled his legs and followed the two brothers.

Running back to the Houshanyang Fire Dojo, the Hai Linger sisters were really understanding, the small charcoal stove was burning, the water in the casserole on the stove was boiling, and the tender yellow ginger, green and white onions, and fresh red peppers were boiling up and down with the boiling water. On the table plate, the thinly sliced lamb foreleg meat is neatly stacked, the fat and thin are red and white, the tofu and green vegetables and vermicelli are each on their own plates, the bean curd and leeks are accompanied by sesame sesame oil and small ingredients are served in three plates, and of course, a small bowl of peeled brown sugar and garlic is indispensable.

Tonight, supper and fireplace.

Lei Dong was overjoyed, picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of mutton and soaked it in the pot, three up and three down, three rolls with the water, the meat has changed color but the tenderness is not lost, it is just the right time, dip the small ingredients and send it to the mouth, and the entrance is salty, spicy and fragrant.

Appetite gods, when you don't get to soar, you are the gods and Buddhas in the foodies, if you get the flying immortals, you are the foodies in the gods and Buddhas, and the food is a thunderous Tianzun is the real expert, he never gets those vain things like gargling and clearing the tongue, what he wants: the first bite!

There are countless delicacies in the world, each with its own wonderful, but whether it is sweet in the south and salty in the north or sour in the west and spicy in the east, the top enjoyment is in the first bite.

The first bite of mutton shabu was chewed in his mouth, and Lei Dong Tianzong's eyes couldn't open after the first bite, and he could be swept away. Eating, drinking, and changing cups, the Middle Earth was in danger, and the catastrophe befell the world, and it failed to delay the supper of the three dwarf gods.

Eating and drinking happily, he is indispensable to talk about the world, Akame Zhi is not in food, but he is not slow to eat at all than Lei Dong, his mouth is occupied by mutton and vermicelli, and his speech is a little unclear: "Su Jing is like a real thing, what a baby!"

"It's not flawed yet, but I don't know what will happen after a long time." ”

"It's okay after a long time, who can see through the treasures given by Brother Erming! Rest assured, it's a daughter-in-law, haven't you burst your belly?" Lei Dong responded to his brother and asked his daughter-in-law again. Hai Linger went back as soon as she went, and a plate of tripe that had been washed and cut into thin knives with tendons was served on the table.

The tripe is exquisite, the taste is fishy if it is not cooked, and the tendons are old and hard to chew if it is slightly hot, and the belly is sandwiched into the pot with thunder, and the chopsticks are not loosened and the chopsticks are reciprocated, and at the same time the brothers are greeted: "Count it, seven up and eight down, full of fragrance." ”

"Seven up and eight down, seven up and eight down. The other two dwarves echoed, counting carefully, and if Asa Xun sighed softly here: When teaching them to learn swords, they had never been so attentive

Dachengxue's cloud driving is still moving forward, accompanied by the star peaks of the mountain, just now, Shen He ordered the star peak to temporarily cut off the spiritual message, and the return team will not attack for the time being.

The elders all know what the head of the house has to do, and everyone is waiting.

didn't make everyone wait too long, Shen He nodded to Mr. Zigui: "I'll go." ”

Mr. Zigui arched his hand: "I wish the real person a victory." ”

"Senior brothers, follow me!" Shen He turned into sword light at the sound of the edict, and flew through the air in the southwest direction.

Qi Qi should be in the middle, and the Fourteen Star Peaks flew up quickly, following behind the master.

Traveling here, nine hundred miles to the southwest, the Wogu Mountain Sect has been closed for retreat in the last few hundred years, and the ban has just been opened during the day today, and it has already attacked the Bafang to kill and injure a cultivator of thousands of nearby cultivators.

Why do you need ten days for the troops to leave the mountain within 10 days, tonight is just right!(To be continued......)