Taoist Temple of Time and Space

Chapter 644 This girl is very moist

In the empty Daxiong Palace, Cheng Xiaojun, who was dressed in white monk clothes, had a mocking smile on his supposedly solemn face, and he could hear the movement outside clearly.

If it wasn't for gaining great strength, he really didn't want to save those people outside.

Sheng Mi hates Mi En, and he expends mana to save them without asking for anything in return, but he is regarded as what he should be. A person in power frightened them a few times, and they all wilted.

So bullying and fearful, so ugly, living is a waste of food, it is better to die.

"Host, self-interest and self-interest are human nature. The responsibility of the host is to guide the world to abandon evil and do good, and let the light illuminate every dark corner."

The voice of the Patriarch of Ten Thousand Buddhas system sounded in his mind.

Cheng Xiaojun sneered in his heart. Human beings are born as a blank sheet of paper. After the intrigues and intrigues of the human society, one is uglier than the other, and the other is more capable of pretending. No matter how bright the light is, it is impossible to illuminate the darkness hidden in the human heart.

"Although what the host thinks is reality, it is precisely because of this that I want the Buddha to transform the world. The Buddha cut meat to feed eagles, and Avalokitesvara gave up his life to feed demons. They are all examples for the host."

Cheng Xiaojun sneered even more when he heard the words. So what if the Buddha cut meat to feed the eagle? The eagle still eats meat, Guanyin turns into a beautiful woman, seduces the cruel king, and makes the king do good, so what? .

"If the host thinks this way again, he will become the second Huihai."

The Patriarch of Ten Thousand Buddhas is reminded by the system.

Cheng Xiaojun was like being poured over his head by a bucket of ice water in summer.The messy thoughts in my head disappeared without a trace in an instant.

After finally getting rid of his identity as a poor dick, he didn't want to lose everything in front of him.

"When the host hears that it is about his own interests, the distracting thoughts in his mind immediately disappear. What is the difference with those people outside?"

The words of the Patriarch of Ten Thousand Buddhas made Cheng Xiaojun look ashamed.

"People always stare at others, and always use morality and norms to demand others. This is a wrong behavior. Please take the host as a warning."

Wanfo system said again.

Cheng Xiaojun nodded heavily.

Not long after, the respectful Monk Lian appeared on the platform outside the Daxiong Hall. He clasped his hands together, lowered his head and said respectfully, "Holy Monk, 30 people are waiting at the bottom of the steps."

A golden swastika flew out of the Daxiong Palace and was printed on the heads of 30 people. The effect was unbelievable. In a blink of an eye, people who had been tortured by various diseases returned to normal, and got up from the stretcher as if nothing had happened. around.

"Why don't you thank the holy monk for saving you?"

Monk Lian Ran standing on the platform drank lightly.

A few people who had been conscious all the time knelt down first, and the rest of them looked at it and knelt down afterward.

Among the various words of thanks, the power of faith poured out from the bodies of 30 people and entered the Daxiong Hall.

"Amitabha"

With a sound of the Buddha's name and a gust of sandalwood-scented wind, the 30 people were sent out lightly.

Soon there were thunderous excited cries outside.

"amazing"

"It will be so soon."

……

In a forest with sparse grass and trees, there were no birds or flowers. Zhang Wei and the black cat who looked like a black boy were walking bored.

Suddenly, the black boy transformed into a black cat again.

"What's the situation, a good person turns into a cat again?"

Zhang Wei looked at the black cat puzzled.

"What's so good about being a human is that you're not as comfortable as a cat."

What's so good about being a cat?A big hello came to Zhang Wei's mind.

Soon, one person and one cat came to the outside of Yuntai Temple in the dark. Even though it was night, there were still crowds of people outside.All kinds of generators and electric lights make this small world look like daytime.

A large number of military police stood outside, oppressing the scene, making the scene lively but not chaotic at all.

Zhang Wei and the black cat were advancing among the crowd. Suddenly, the black cat shrank its body and ran in front of a fair-skinned young girl with a pair of long legs. It stuck out two fleshy front paws. He scratched his ankle lightly a few times.

The young girl exclaimed, and immediately found a cute little black cat under her feet, bent over with joy and hugged the little black cat to the front of her undulating mountain.

"Zhang Yida, how about it, is it better to be a cat?"

While transmitting voices to Zhang Wei, the black cat rubbed its furry head between the mountain peaks, making the young girl giggle non-stop.

Nima, I can't bear it!

Zhang Wei looked at the black cat with envy.

"I can still grab it with my hands, don't you dare?"

The black cat sticks out its paws, one on the left and one on the right, groping on the mountain peak.

“What a little cat”

The young girl gave the black cat a chestnut.

"Did you see, the beauty took the initiative to touch my face"

The sound transmission of the black cat's smelly fart.

Zhang Wei couldn't stand it anymore, passed through the crowd, came to the courtyard wall, and kept walking along the courtyard wall.

Not long after walking, suddenly, there was a deafening explosion, and the gate of Yuntai Temple was broken down.The heavy wooden door turned into a pile of fragments, scattered on the ground.The courtyard walls connecting the wooden doors on both sides also collapsed for a long time.

Zhang Wei turned his head, stunned, Nima, dead black cat, didn't you agree to jump over the wall to get in, why just kick the door directly!

Including the young girl, everyone at the scene was stunned. The gate of Yuntai Temple was smashed down by a cat.

Do you want to be more crazy!

"Zhang Wei, you idiot, where did you go, and you still don't come here."

The black cat standing on the ruins at the door called Zhang Wei in a grandiose manner, and the latter walked over bravely amidst countless sideways glances.

The black cat looked back at the young girl and raised its paw.

"Beauty, your hand feels very good, um, very moist"

Everyone around looked at the young girl, and the young girl stared at the black cat with an angry look on her face.

The black cat withdrew its gaze and shouted towards the Daxiong Palace: "Cheng Xiaojun, your grandpa cat is here to mess things up, get out and be frightened."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

The Daxiong Palace in the night is dark and gloomy, without any movement.

"Aren't you pretending to be like me? Believe it or not, I set fire to this place."

The black cat yelled.

Suddenly, golden lotuses appeared on the bare ground, dyeing the world golden, especially the Daxiong Palace.

The black cat sneered even worse, and was about to say something when a white-clothed monk sitting cross-legged with his back to tens of thousands of people appeared above the Daxiong Hall.

From afar, it looks holy, elegant and free from dust.

Quite a few teenage girls saw this beautiful, elegant and outrageous white-clothed monk, and their eyes almost burst into stars.

"The cat raised by the Taoist priest, did you ask for it yourself, or did the Taoist priest send you here?"

Cheng Xiaojun said with his back turned.

Seeing that Cheng Xiaojun was already at this time, the black cat pretended to be aggressive and threw a magic weapon at him.

Unexpectedly, dozens of golden lotuses appeared out of thin air, holding the magic weapon hostage.

"Mad, so powerful!"

The black cat was dumbfounded.

Zhang Wei put his hands behind his back and said loudly: "I said you will fall"

On the way here, the black cat gave Zhang Wei a scroll bestowed by Chu Feng, and Zhang Wei's cultivation was immediately restored.

"Words follow the law, but are useless to poor monks"

Under the moonlight, in the Daxiong Palace, Cheng Xiaojun's voice was cold.

(End of this chapter)