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"When will the porridge be gone and the meal come? It's all because of the difficulty of healing in a skin bag! Such a body is so ignorant, it enters the throat and only reaches the abdomen, and in the blink of an eye, it is still hungry. Only the monk doesn't care, and must drink three cups slowly! Winter is still here Hanging summer clothes, although the shape is ugly, the heart is not lost."
The huge hand pressed down, not even the demonic energy could invade it, there was no luster, it was just a simple pressing down with one hand, Xiao Ming Wang had no power to resist at all, and he didn't even have time to use the heavenly seal.
Following a verse, he was dressed in a broken hat, broken fan, broken shoes and dirty clothes, with a few wisps of crazy energy on his body, and a broken gourd on his waist. The aroma of wine was elegant, sweet and beautiful.
Everyone present was stunned. Only Qin Hao looked calm. All this was expected.
"Maitreya King Buddha!" ??Xi Moyun looked in disbelief.
Chapter 33: Reincarnation
With the broken clothes, hat and rice dumpling fan, those who didn¡¯t know thought he was a wandering monk in the secular world, no different from a beggar. However, under that shocking palm pressure, there was no blessing from the Buddha¡¯s light, but such a simple palm made him feel uncomfortable. No one dares to underestimate it, especially the broken gourd on his waist. He would take a sip from time to time, which looked sweet and beautiful.
This appearance is really hard to imagine. Is this the King Maitreya Buddha from the West? You must know that his whole body violates the precepts, which is completely different from Western Buddhism. That's why Ximo Yuncai can't believe it. Even people from various forces can't believe it. You must know that although people called him a crazy monk in the past, But I haven't seen him so unkempt.
"Xi Mo Yun, I have seen King Buddha!" ??The little Bodhisattva came back to his senses and quickly bowed respectfully.
"I have seen the King Buddha of the West!" The same is true for people from various forces. The power of this palm alone has to make them admire. The devilish energy cannot be contaminated, as if it is inseparable from the mortal world. The devilish energy cannot be attracted by this insane monk. All the desires he gave everyone felt natural and harmonious, as if he had nothing but a real existence, like an illusion, but had substance.
"Hahaha, you have a body with tuberculosis, what can you do to worship me?" As soon as the epileptic monk made a move, everyone stood up. They didn't even know how he made the move. They just felt an irresistible force that lifted them up. rise.
Then Monk Hou Di didn't care at all about Little Ming's struggle, and pressed down with his big hand, just like the five-finger mountain, making Little Ming unable to move and unable to perform any spells. He could only look on with a ferocious face, but couldn't even speak. Obviously everything was affected by this. The big hand is imprisoned.
"How are you, little guy?" the crazy monk asked with a smile, his big belly exposed, and he looked really crazy. He didn't stick to any etiquette at all, especially towards Qin Hao, he was beaming with joy, as if he had met his best friend. friend.
"It seems that the great monk has made great progress in your cultivation. Enlightenment and becoming a Buddha will be just around the corner!" Qin Hao also smiled. Although Monk Di's current cultivation level is even more unfathomable, he knew that the two of them can be considered as friends. The monk's way is similar to his way, so the two are also close friends. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com