Chapter 739 (1/2)
”Amitabha, the Yin here is very heavy and the resentment is overwhelming. People have really moved their hands and feet.”
The young monk took the lead in opening his mouth. After the latter fell, he didn't see Mengman on the ground, but raised his head and looked at the direction of the Han family residence. His eyes were slightly frozen. A moment later, he came to a conclusion.
”Wuliang Tianzun, what is this Yin Qi? I think it was really Yin Qi in that place when Taoist priest and Shizun were crossing people in Shura mountain. It was easy to resolve it by me and Shizun. This small battle can't defeat Taoist priest. Smelly monk, if you don't have this ability, hide away as soon as possible“
Just as the young monk's voice fell, the young Taoist beside him also spoke.
He was thrown by the dust in his hand and despised the young monk's words. His eyes were full of derogatory meaning.
”Hum! Monks don't lie! This place is full of Yin. You stinky Taoist, why do you confuse black and white in order to show yourself? Besides, the poor monk said there was a lot of resentment here, but he didn't say he couldn't deal with it. What's your hurry“
”If you don't want to do this job, go back to Longhu Mountain!”
”Hey... You're a dead monk. Your skin itches again, don't you? Shall we have a competition first? Believe it or not, I let you look for teeth everywhere“
”Just do it. I'm afraid you won't succeed!”
While talking, the young monk and the Taoist priest rolled up their sleeved robes and looked like they were going to fight.
The old man Zhao Danqing standing by saw this scene, and his forehead was also a black line.
”Cough, cough, old man, are you really asking for help? Are you sure you're not here to dismantle the platform? ”
Looking at the two people who opened the formation in front of him, Ning Luo was also confused.
Just now, I was looking at the immortals. Why did the two invincible Buddhas become quarrelling with the old woman in the countryside?
If they hadn't really come from Yukong just now, Ning Luo thought he was wrong.
”Hey... I was going to invite one of them. I'm afraid that if they couldn't make a decision, they would call both of them. As a result, they quarreled all the way and did it no less than ten times.”
Zhao Danqing shook his head and sighed, looking tired and helpless.
”What... What do you mean? All the way? ”
Ning Luo's eyes widened, and he gasped and looked confused.
”The resentment accumulated by our ancestors. Since then, the monk of Xiangguo Temple and the Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain have pinched each other for hundreds of years. I was also confused. ”
After patting his head, Zhao Danqing stepped forward.
”I said, you two, it's important to save people today. Can we delay the competition? Don't delay the big event, can we?”
”No! This is the great enemy of the school. How can we delay it? We must solve it on the spot! ”
The young Taoist mercilessly rejected Zhao Danqing's proposal.
”Yes, I must kill this evil way first!”
”Dead bald donkey, who are you talking about?”
”The poor monk said you!”
”Do you want to die?”
”I want to die, I want to die!”
While talking, the young monk set up his middle finger at the young Taoist in full view of the public.
Ningluo's face was unbelievable, and his facial expression twitched.
All this in front of us is ruining the three outlooks.
At the same time, others around also have a feeling of crossing.
Buddhist and Taoist disciples, who have always attached great importance to their self-cultivation, quarreled in this faceless way.
Still spit dirty words and raise your middle finger. Are these really the Taoist and Buddhist families in your impression?
”Dead bald donkey, I think you're really itchy. Look at the move!”
The young Taoist priest was so angry that he waved the dust and rushed directly up.
And just when Ning Luo thought they must be high to high experts, the scene in front of him was to let the black line on his forehead rise.
The young Taoist jumped on the young monk, and they wrestled on the ground like two gourds rolling on the ground.
”Gao... Master?”
Ning Luo asked the same embarrassed old man Zhao Danqing with a hesitant side.