Chapter 344 (1/2)

Master, don't worry. As long as it's not an old-fashioned hand, I'm not afraid of their disciples. At least I can run away! ”My voice said firmly, this is a kind of confidence, strong confidence.

God stood up. Unexpectedly, the East had slowly broken the dawn. They sat down and talked for half a night, and then the all-weather God stretched out his proud waist.

Your tiger has left the blood of the white tiger of the ancient immortal beast family group. He can devour God and absorb it. This is the gift of the white tiger family group! ”He opened his mouth and said,” your tiger has left the blood of the white tiger of the ancient immortal beast family group“

I paused and knew what the prestige of the White Tiger Group was in ancient times. I'm afraid even the dragon family could not defeat each other!

By the way, child, you are so lucky that there are no peach blossoms on you. You'd better be careful! ”After talking in the sky, he disappeared.

I touched my nose and said to myself, ”peaches are so lucky. It's not my fault“

After I dropped my head, I looked at the tiger crack on the edge of the practice, and some Tang monks were still meditating. I couldn't help but occasionally admire Tang's strength and mood. There was only one thought in my heart. That was Mahayana blessing horn.

At this moment, 663 I stood up and knew that my imitation potential had not fully recovered, and the horn father had not tried his best to help him. This was for his good. If I was imitated, I must be cultivated step by step, otherwise I would leave sequelae

However, my spirit was almost recovered, and the fear of ”wordless” was revealed. However, it was not easy for the tiger to get away. It swallowed a master and even improved a lot. Imitation seems not so serious.

When I stood up, Monk Tang slowly walked up to me and smiled. His face was a little pale. He closed his hands for 10 times and said, ”Amitabha, brother is safe and lucky. The little monk has money!

I smiled, then patted Tang Xin on the shoulder, opened and said, ”monk, I know you, so I wake up. The tiger is separated and ready to go“

With the roar of tiger crack, Jinshan Temple became a waste slope overnight and suffered from the frying of Buddha and Fahai. However, I'm afraid I won't come back in a short time to worry about me and make me feel comfortable.

Along the way, this is a mortal District home. It is quite lively. Tang Xinyi and I have left for more than a month and have not encountered any difficulties. I also relax and continue to understand volumes 7 and 8 without processing words. Volume 9.

However, these three volumes of scriptures seem very simple, but they are not so easy to understand. Now they only understand some of the fur of the seventh recommendation.

This is a district house called kalawei. People here have a simple style of sipping. Although they are surprised, they don't care about the two strange combinations of Tang Xin and me, because the tiger split this guy and is the object of the field area. Mainly because this guy is too warm.

In the eyes of these mortals, the tiger is the beast of the fierce court. How can it be so warm? Those generals and emperors ask me, but where will I tell them? Everyone has mortal life and immortal life. Don't disturb the order.

Finally, I took Ruo Tang monk to leave Kara and go to the blissful area of the whole area. In the morning, the sun was bright and the air was fresh.

Peach blossoms and plum blossoms don't know that the wind blows, and their hearts are not like trees and no one is like flowers. Looking at these peach blossoms, Tang Monk began to read one of the four ”spring Farewell Poems” by Nancao writer Xiao Zixian. His eyes flashed a sad imitation light.

After listening to this poem, he didn't study much literature, but he realized his longing for his hometown. It seems that Tang monk has left the Tang Dynasty for so long, and some people still want to go back.

But I imitate my heart more. His heart can't help thinking of the person he misses. I don't know where he is at the moment. There is a trace of melancholy on his face.

When the wind blows, the peach blossoms are full of trees. The scenery is very beautiful. It just drives away the delicate sadness. Now, outside the peach blossoms, a Taoist comes out. His face is very strong, but with some cynical air. If it's not dust in his hand, it's an elegant fan

When I stopped the Taoist priest, his disciples narrowed down, because the Taoist priest was not an ordinary person, but a practitioner. Moreover, there was not much practice. In fact, it was the peak of Xuanxian county. Most importantly, I was afraid that I had experienced the robbery. Otherwise, I wouldn't feel dangerous.

Long time no see“

The elegant Taoist walked slowly over, with the fan in his hand flashing and a strong smile on his face. I felt the danger of Taoism, but there were no scoundrels. This meant that the Taoist had no intention of dealing with them.