"Jialan, Wisdom Buddha lost, do you have any thoughts?"

The fat monk took a sip of wine and then said to the dark-skinned young monk.

This dark-skinned young monk turned out to be Jialan Buddha from Jiming Temple! "Master, you are also the abbot of Jiming Temple after all. Can you please pay attention to your image?"

After Jialan Buddha threw a handful of rice to the old hen, he said helplessly to the fat-headed and big-eared monk.

This monk who drinks alcohol and eats meat is actually the current abbot of Jiming Temple.

He is also a strong man in the Heavenly Realm, and is called the Wine-and-Meat Buddha! "When wine and meat pass through the intestines, they remain in the heart of the Buddha. Others cultivate their mouths but not their hearts. I cultivate my heart but not my mouth."

The meat-and-wine Buddha took a bite of the plump chicken butt with a satisfied look on his face.

"Would you like a bite?"

As he spoke, the meat-and-wine Buddha handed over a chicken wing.

"Amitabha, Master, enjoy it yourself!"

Jialan Buddha lowered his head and pronounced the name of the Buddha. He did not want to break the precepts.

"Hey, you're not lucky. What do you think about Alchemy Emperor?"

The meat-and-wine Buddha sighed, picked up the chicken wings and ate them happily.

"Emperor Dan is here probably for the White Python Secret Realm. The disciple is not familiar with him and has no idea. As for the defeat of the Wisdom Buddha, it has nothing to do with the disciple. The disciple just wants to inherit the master's mantle with peace of mind and guard Jiming Temple.

"

Jialan Buddha expressed his thoughts.

But it made the fair-weather Buddha look despairing.

"Hey, why did I accept a piece of wood like you in the first place!"
Chapter completed!