Rebirth of the Evil Emperor

Han Tianrou ate at Bai Chen's place, just to learn this amazing skill.

Now learning is now selling, Ouyang Zhi was blushing with her words, and she was shivering like Alzheimer's, unable to speak a word.

Bypassing the stiff face of Ouyang Zhi, Hantian softly and Xiaoliu secretly smiled, and walked out of the crowd together.

"Wow-it's really cool!" Han Tianrou stretched his arms, and the anger of being bullied by Bai Chen vented on the hapless Ouyang Zhi.

Koyanagi followed her and said with a smile: "Miss, you are really a disaster for the country and the people. Wherever you go, you can meet such a man who loves you. Alas, slaves and maids will be as popular as you."

"Hehehe, just your sweet mouth, is it not easy to get a man's heart? Learn from me."

Han Tianrou deliberately walked two steps quickly, came to Xiaoliu, then stood up, her pretty face raised, and she began to twist the waist of the water snake, walking along the "cat walk" where everyone's eyes gathered.

Seeing her twisting so naturally, Xiaoliu's cheeks flushed quickly: "Miss, I can't learn you."

"There is nothing you can't learn, stupid!"

"Just can't learn."

...

The three of Bai Chen followed behind, seeing that the cold sky was so soft that they all smiled helplessly.

This Nizi is not a vixen, but there is a strong fox smell all over her body. I don't know if this is due to nature or moral decay?

"You men like women like this, don't you?" Yiyi lowered his head and glanced at his resolutely walking posture, and sighed sadly.

Hearing this, Bai Chen smiled without saying a word, while Blind Qing spread his hands: "I don't know what you are talking about. I can't see it."

Yiyi: "..."

After walking for almost an hour, Han Tianrou finally took Xiaoliu to the mountain road where the stone steps spread.

At this time, Xiaoliu had already bought two bamboo baskets, which were filled with fragrant plain stuffed buns. This seemed to be something she often did, and she had become accustomed to it.

At the end of this mountain trail is the ancient floating temple on the top of Fuchen Mountain.

This temple is famous far and wide, and it is said that sincerity is spirit, so many people come here admiringly.

Following the crowd, Yiyi glanced up at the small temple on the top of the mountain, and sighed helplessly: "The destiny of a person is in his own hands. I really don't understand why so many people believe in such things as blessings. "

"No way, this is a tradition that has been handed down in ancient times. It has long been ingrained and it is difficult to be overthrown." Blind Qing obviously does not like this custom.

Bai Chen walked up with pillows in his arms and walked up boringly. He was even more unaware of burning incense and worshiping Buddha.

The sinking mountain was originally small, but at the speed of Bai Chen and others, it soon came to the top of the mountain.

Although the mountain is not big, the top of the mountain is still wide. The huge temple has hundreds of rooms. There are thousands of monks in the temple, which is enough to compete with ordinary sects.

Of course, this is just an ordinary temple, not a sect, so most of the monks inside are those who have seen the world and shaved their hair as monks. In the Nuo Da Fushen Temple, there are only less than 30 monks in the martial arts hall. The strength is also the first spirit realm.

Han Tianrou came to the temple under a tree, and suddenly pampered, and said to the old sweeping monk in front of him: "Master Kuzhi, I have come to pray for the people."

"Yeah." The sweeping monk replied lightly, without raising his head, still focusing on cleaning the fallen leaves in the courtyard.

After a sweep, the fallen leaves gathered in one direction. The peace and stability of the old monk was indeed not something ordinary people could have.

Han Tianrou didn't seem to be dissatisfied with the old monk's rudeness, but bowed respectfully to him again, and immediately led Xiaoliu to the hall.

In the direction of the main hall, there are people who burn incense and worship the Buddha. Bai Chen smiled calmly: "You two go and follow Han Tianrou. I want to see this old monk sweep the floor."

"What is there to see the old monk sweeping the floor?" Yiyi didn't understand at all, curled his lips, and walked towards the hall with the blind green.

Bai Chen came to his subordinates, found a bamboo stool and sat down, then looked at the sweeping monk in front of him with interest.

Every time he swept, he couldn't help but hammer his back. It was obvious that the task of sweeping the floor was a chore for the old monk.

"Old monk, are you the host here?" Bai Chen said suddenly.

The old monk heard this, his hand movement continued, and his voice floated indifferently: "Yes."

Bai Chen smiled and said, "Since you are the host, why do you come to clean the yard? I think there are no less than 3,000 monks in Shenfu Temple. You should let those young people do these rough jobs, right? "

In a word, Bai Chen relied on the number of people in the temple, but the power of Chaos Ghost Eyes.

But the old monk still looked indifferent, not surprised at all, put down the broom, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said: "The poor monk is bitter and wise, intending to grieve the world with the wisdom of the Buddha, sweeping the floor, looking like The simplest thing is a compulsory course for everyone. This is like water. It is something we are most familiar with. So how can we not drink water when we are alive?"

"You must drink water, but sweeping the floor has nothing to do with water, right?"

"Donor, Lao Na can see that you are a person of the rivers and lakes. In the rivers and lakes, the natural heart is in the rivers and lakes, and the directions you are looking for are all shining brightly, but when you see through these one day, you will awaken. It's as light as water, and it's inexhaustible, so why not take it."

"Tsk tusk, old monk, you are persuading me to put down the butcher knife, but do you know that this sword of mine will enable the people of the entire Starland Continent to live a happy life in the future."

"No." Master Kuzhi shook his head, Gu Jing Wubo's old eyes looked at Bai Chen: "There is no righteousness in the world, and the ups and downs exist in everyone's life. The poor feel that they are bitter, is there no sweetness? The children enjoy glory in the eyes of outsiders, but don’t they have no suffering? The happiness of the people does not depend on the success or failure of the two ways of good and evil in the world. What they see is only two words."

"Which two words?" Bai Chen frowned.

Master Kuzhi smiled and said: "The state of mind."

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