At the end of the firmament, in the depths of the white clouds, the outline of the mountain is vaguely carved, the clusters of snow peaks are above the clouds, the ice and snow are dazzling, and the light is bright. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info The glaciers on the top of the mountain melt, gathering into large and small seas in the vast field, the water vapor is dense, moisturizing the abundant water and grass, like a pure and quiet paradise far from the world.

At this time, I saw three riders with a body of wind and dust breaking into the peaceful curtain, three riders, a man and two women, and amazingly, they sat down and rode not galloping horses, but three wolves with sharp claws and teeth.

"What a beautiful place, it's finally almost to Kunlun. The plump woman in the middle of the three rides had her eyes shining and praised.

"Boom, I traveled to the Gobi for three days, ate a mouthful of sand, and finally arrived at the place where people stayed. The man spat and said angrily, and the saliva was indeed cloudy.

"You deserve it, let you dislike the food that this girl made for you, don't want to eat, you are destined to eat sand!" The other slender woman was also dusty, but still mocked the man mercilessly.

"Ji Yaoyue, how dare you say that the things you make are called food? Compared to the things you made, the sand can at least be swallowed in your stomach!" the man also shot back-for-tat.

The three people on this trip, namely Ying Feiyang, Ji Yaoyue, and Chu Song, after the peacock boy took action to solve the pursuit of the leopard and other demon wolf riders for them, Ying Feiyang and Ji Yaoyue were entrusted by Gongzi Ling to take out Chu Song and escort her to continue to Kunlun Mountain.

The wolf they rode was frightened by Gongziling's coercion that day, lost its owner, lost its courage, and is now more well-behaved than a puppy, and Chu Song washed away the fishy smell with a special potion, and there is no need to worry about the rest of the demon wolves riding to catch up with the smell.

They went all the way from Shu to the Western Regions, although there was no thrill on the way, but it was also quite difficult, especially three days ago through a Gobi Desert, the scorching sun, and also encountered a sandstorm, very hard, now finally saw the greenery in their eyes, the mood was very good, Ji Yaoyue and Ying Feiyang were a little high-spirited when they were arguing.

"Sister Yaoyue, let's take a rest, there is a snow lake in front, I want to wash my body. Chu Song whispered to Ji Yaoyue. Ji Yaoyue has the heart to make friends with Chu Song, and after getting along all the way, the two daughters are already like sisters, but Chu Song, who is full of nature, is the opponent of the little flower demon, and in the end, it is obvious that Chu Song is older, but she calls Ji Yaoyue her sister.

Women don't love cleanliness, especially after three days of walking through the wind and sand, Ji Yaoyue is also quite moved, but considering that it is only a two-day trip from Kunlun Mountain, it is already a realm of crisis lurking, it seems that she should not be so careless.

When Ji Yaoyue hesitated, she heard Ying Feiyang and said: "I want to wash the poop and wash, it just so happens that I am also hungry, so I will make a fire and cook some porridge and rice." ”

"What's the matter with you! you also eavesdrop on what our sisters are talking about, and you are not ashamed!" Ji Yaoyue glanced at him again and said angrily, and Chu Song couldn't help but blush.

"Everyone is cultivating in the body, and no one is noisy in these four places, and you can also drill into my ears with your voice suppressing your voice, and blame me for eavesdropping? Do you have to cut off my ears?" Ying Feiyang replied angrily.

Ji Yaoyue said: "It's better to stab your eyes blind again, this will eavesdrop, who knows if it will peek after a while?"

Chu Song chuckled: "Sister Yaoyue, don't worry, if he dares to peek, I will let Xiao Ash bite him!" Xiao Ash is the name he gave to the wolf.

Ji Yaoyue was moved by Chu Song's words, and finally agreed, and the two demons talked and laughed and walked hand in hand to a snow lake, but they used magic to open a light curtain and block it tightly. I only heard bursts of laughter, but there was no trace of spring.

"I really should have come to step on the spring...... Ying Feiyang hid far away and muttered, in his opinion, Chu Song had never seen wind and rain, and he didn't know the height of the sky, and Ji Yaoyue seemed to have been a lot lax recently.

But that's okay, when she first met Ji Yao in the past, she was in danger because of her sister's life and death, and the pressure made her nervous, like a hedgehog rejecting people thousands of miles away. Now that the deceased has passed away, the matter of Tianxiang Valley has a direction to be solved, so that she can finally relax her mind a little, and there are cracks in the cold shell, although she and Ying Feiyang are still arguing from time to time, but the intimate tacit understanding between words cannot be hidden.

The second daughter was defenseless, so she naturally changed to Feiyang and was on guard, but after seeing him put the pot on the fire, she sat cross-legged, taking advantage of this leisure time to exhale and absorb qi, cultivate true qi, and put the sword on her lap to guard against the wind and grass.

After a period of time, the porridge has been boiled, and bursts of rice fragrance came, making Ying Feiyang, who had eaten the wind and sand for a few days, rumble in his stomach, and suddenly a noise came, Ying Feiyang suddenly stood up with his sword, only to feel that the side footsteps were chaotic, and there were not a few comers, but the footsteps were frivolous and unstable, not like there was cultivation. When I looked around, I saw a large group of herdsmen chasing one person.

There are old and young women and children among the herdsmen, but there are few young and strong men, and the people who are being chased in front of them are extremely vigorous, running wildly, with a futon on their heads for some reason, so that Ying Feiyang can't see his face clearly, but in a blink of an eye, it has been in front of him.

Ying Fei gathered his eyes, but seeing that neither the pursuer nor the pursued person seemed to have cultivation, he just held his sword and guarded and did not move, but the three wolves were alarmed, and bared their teeth and barked at the comer.

"Wolf!" The herdsmen were frightened, and they stopped their horses, and no one dared to move forward, but the pursuers took the opportunity to hide behind the wolves, and when they saw that the herdsmen were no longer chasing, they gasped and said: "Whew...... Call...... Donors admire the Dharma and want to listen to the teachings of the Buddha, Buddha, I ...... I am very pleased! But on the contrary, the fate is exhausted, and it cannot be forced, and it is ...... It's useless for you to chase after you!"

An old man among the herdsmen scolded angrily: "You swaggering monk is still embarrassed to say, my clan has always respected the Buddha, and when I saw you passing by, only when you were a virtuous monk who came to ask you to preach the Fa, how do you know that you, a monk, are so weak that you actually grabbed the holy relics of our clan and ran away!"

Ying Feiyang looked sideways, only to see that the pursued person was wearing a dirty robe, which could barely be seen to be a monk's robe, but he only showed his chest and breasts, and only tied his waist with straw ropes, and was sloppy in his clothes. He is about middle-aged, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, although there is a layer of gray on his head, there is no hair, he is actually a monk, and he has a yellow futon on his head, which should be a holy object in the mouth of the herdsmen.

"Where did you get any holy futon, why didn't the Buddha see it?" said the monk with wide eyes and a confused expression.

"You monk still pretending to be garlic, isn't that what you have on your head? That is the futon that Master Xuanzang sat on when he passed through our tribe on his westward journey and taught the Fa for three days in our tribe, and it is a sacred relic of our tribe!" said the herdsman angrily.

The monk suddenly realized: "What am I talking about? But a futon, what kind of holy relic? Xuanzang said that you don't understand the scriptures in his mouth, but he sat down on his ass, and the futon with the smell of farts was offered high, and he worshipped day and night, and sacrificed and worshipped, so he really couldn't tell the difference between his head and his buttocks! If Xuanzang saw the Buddha, I would take the futon, break your obstacle, and I would clap my hands when I died!"

The herdsman was so angry that he trembled, "You are presumptuous...... Aren't you afraid of going to hell when you blaspheme the holy relics of the holy monks and monks?" said the herdsman angrily.

The monk's eyes widened: "Ha? The futon on which Xuanzang's ass was sitting was put on the head of the Buddha, which is also blasphemy? Amitabha's, doesn't this mean that the Buddha's head is inferior to Xuanzang's ass?

Ying Feiyang was originally quite interested in the holy things in the herdsmen's mouths, just as a rare magic weapon, but when he heard the monk say this, he also felt funny, and at this time he was wary, lest the world not rush to the monk and said: "What a mad monk, but also bold enough, I don't know what to call it?"

The monk grinned and said: "It's good to call anything, if you are happy to call the holy monk, master, if you are not happy to call the stinky monk, the dead bald donkey, the Buddha is still the Buddha, and you will not change your identity because of your title." ”

Ying Feiyang saw that although his words were rude, every word was hidden in his edge, and he was also surprised in his heart, "Then I will call the great monk, the great monk, this has nothing to do with me, I can withdraw my wolf, you can continue to escape when you have rested enough!"

"No, no, the Buddha can't run, he won't go anywhere today, just rely here!" he put down the futon and sat down.

When the herdsmen saw that Ying Feiyang had withdrawn the wolf, they boldly stepped forward and said, "You monk get up for me!"

The monk seemed to be playing tricks and couldn't sit still, but the herdsmen couldn't push him. Several herdsmen immediately exchanged glances and pushed the monk's body, but the monk still did not move.

"Ying Feiyang, what's wrong with this kung fu?" A gust of fragrant wind hit, but it was Ji Yaoyue and Chu Song who heard the movement and stopped bathing and walked out of the snow lake.

The second woman came out of the bath, her black and smooth hair was still wet and sticking to the placket, like a hibiscus out of the water, and her already delicate face was even more amazing at this time.

The herdsmen who have been exposed to the wind and sun all day long have never seen such a beauty, men, women and children have seen them straight, just as they are the goddesses of the snow-capped mountains. The monk also said: "What a handsome two girls, very beautiful, very beautiful!"

Ordinary women love others to praise her appearance, but Ji Yaoyue is an exception, she is the most likely to provoke crazy bees and butterflies, so she is also disgusted by the opposite sex praising her beauty, it seems that she should be an exception for flying at present, at this time, her face really sank and said coldly: "Hmph, flower monk, red face is not white bones, the monk is in appearance, and he has to repair again!"

"Monks don't speak, good and evil, beauty and ugliness are in their eyes, and the beauty of skin is also beautiful.

Ji Yaoyue didn't know much about Buddhism, and she couldn't refute it for a while, but when she thought about the monk's words, she was thoughtful. During this time, the team of pushing monks has formed a long line, and a group of herdsmen have their hands on their shoulders to line up in a long line, gritting their teeth and exerting their strength to eat, all of them are so red that their heads and faces are red, but the monks still do not move. Instead, he laughed and said: "With a little more force, I won't be able to get up, I can push the Buddha today, and you will be able to move Kunlun Mountain tomorrow!"

Ying Fei raised his eyebrows and frowned, originally according to him, the monk had no cultivation, but at this time, he used the "great power of the Heavenly Dragon" of Buddhism. This "great power of the dragon god" is a widely spread method of Buddhism, the effect of this method is simple and clear, the higher the strength is the greater, the threshold is very low, but the cultivation is endless, the style of mixing rivers and lakes may be used, and the Buddhist monks may also use it, but in comparison, it is the difference between cloud and mud.

Under the push of dozens of old and weak herdsmen, it is not a high and profound realm, Ying Feiyang looked at the monk a few more times in doubt, but he still couldn't figure out what kind of realm this monk was, and his heart was already eager to try, and he wanted to try it himself.

But I saw a herdsman slip under his feet with too much force, and his center of gravity was unstable and fell to the ground, as a result, one fell to the ground, and the rest also leaned forward, and they fell down like a gourd rolling on the ground.

The monk laughed and said: "The Buddha said, if you can push the Buddha and me, you can move Kunlun!

"Obeyed, obeyed, the holy monk is above, we have no eyes, blasphemy against the holy monk, and please the holy monk Don't blame, don't blame! We kowtow to the holy monk!"

One herdsman knelt down, and the other herdsmen also bowed, and even the ignorant children were forced to press their heads, and their faces were mixed with many expressions such as fear, fear, piety, and worship, and they kowtowed to the monk.

"Amitabha's! The Buddha doesn't want you to worship a broken futon, so it's better for you to worship the Buddha instead?" The monk's smug smile disappeared, and his big hands rubbed a few circles on his bare scalp in anguish.

The monk was worshipped and couldn't sit still. got up and wanted to escape, but suddenly sat down vigilantly and said: "No, I almost fell into your plan, the Buddha can't say it, you can't push the Buddha, so you want to trick the Buddha to get up." It's troublesome, the Buddha gets up and you worship the futon, the Buddha doesn't get up, you worship the Buddha and me, how is this called the Buddha!"

Ying Feiyang and the three of them were quite interesting to see the monk, and Ji Yaoyue couldn't help but smile after listening to Ying Feiyang talk about the cause and effect, she felt that this monk had an extraordinary background, and she also had the heart to teach him and try out the depths, so she said: "What is so difficult about the big monk? I can let you get up, and let them not have to worship Master Xuanzang's futon." ”

"The beautiful female doll has a lot of ideas, tell the Buddha what to do?" the great monk hurriedly asked.

Ji Yaoyue showed a teasing smile and said, "Isn't this simple?"

But seeing Ji Yaoyue Yingyingyu's hand, a fire fold flew out in his hand, and bright sparks flew on the futon, and in an instant, thick smoke rose, and the futon left by Master Xuanzang ignited a raging flame, and even the hem of the monk's clothes was burned.

The monk hurriedly slapped the flames in a panic, but listened to Ji Yaoyu say: "Isn't it now, I not only forced the monk to get up, but also let them have no futon to worship!"

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