Let’s talk about Shisheng again.

After he finished the convenience, he lifted his pants and felt a sense of lightness and comfort around him. Although it smelled a little odor, who made him suffer from his stomach last night?

After the solution was completed, Shisheng plucked up his spirit and continued to explore. He found that the place where he was in seemed to be the shape of a pot bottom, the two ends were high and the middle was low, and there would be regular trembling every short period of time. This tremor was not suitable to be detected, but it did exist. After walking around the disgusting mucus, Shisheng still couldn't find a way out, which somewhat discouraged him.

He was in a bad mood at that time. He leaned against the wall of the meat and took out the cigarette pill and lit it. He took off the silk tied to his head and held it in his hand to watch it. The silk was on the clothes of Chicken. Thinking about the fact that Chicken was in the crypt, he was with him, but now he has been brought to such a closed place again, but he is left alone. What is Chicken doing now? She must have returned to her residence.

Thinking of this, Shisheng sighed. Then he shook his head, held his cigarette puff in his mouth, hoping to find the way out, but he walked several times but found no clues to get out. In desperation, he had to smoke incessantly. Although the torch was resistant to burning, it was about to burn out. He could no longer tell what time it was, and he only felt that he was locked in a disgusting cell.

However, at this moment, a baby's cry suddenly came from a distance. Shisheng was stunned for a moment, and quickly pricked up his ears and listened carefully. It was the baby's crying sound. The sound was intermittent and louder. Shisheng wondered, do you know where this place is? Where did the kids come from everywhere?

So he became curious and followed the sound, which made him discover the source of the sound on a wall.

Strictly speaking, it was not a child, but a bit like a personal sarcoma, which was born on the sarcoma, and was dark red. It was not called Shisheng just now and I didn't pay attention.

I saw that the nose and eyes were all in the sarcoma, and the eyes that were just squinting opened at this time, without eyeballs, and it looked scary.

If you say that everything in the world can become a spirit, such as the huqin bat, and even more so the magic weapon. Some magic weapons are born with souls. In ancient times, there was a legend that a scholar met an old man walking with him on the road. The old man in a deserted temple took out a wine pot. As long as the wine pot was filled with water and poured out, the water turned into fine wine. The scholar was surprised and praised the treasure for its magic. But in the middle of the night, he heard the sound. He stood up and watched, and saw a bug in the wine pot that was sunbathing the moonlight. The scholar was curious to grab the bug in his hand and found that the bug was full of nose and eyes. He accidentally strangled it to death by him. The next day, the old man woke up and cried. It turned out that the bug was the elf of the wine pot. Once it died, the wine pot was useless.

I think the sarcoma in the shape of the child is the Yuan Ling of Xingsu magic weapon "inner abdomen". Shisheng looked at the strange thing and blinked. He didn't know what it was. However, at this moment, a "peng" sound came from behind him, as if something had fallen from the sky. Shisheng turned his head and saw a dead cow with a partitioned throat falling down. Shisheng looked at the cow and looked at the top of his head. At this moment, the sarcoma with the child opened its mouth and began to inhale, and a trace of blood was sucked out from the cow and shot straight into the mouth of the sarcoma.

All of this happened in front of Shisheng's eyes. Shisheng felt it was interesting at that time, so he smoked and watched.

At this moment, it was getting dark outside, and the magnificent Southern Palace was brightly lit. The palace maids and eunuchs were very busy tonight. It is said that their lords were entertaining guests tonight.

The royal banquet was naturally extraordinary. The fruits, vegetables, rare birds and beasts were ready at this time. At this time, the six monks of Yunlong Temple had arrived. Yunlong Temple belonged to the royal family. These six monks are the masters of the country. They can enter and exit the palace at will on weekdays, but tonight the Fasu monk's face was not very good.

Speaking of which, although he has been a person who has received "Apocalypse" and is born with magic weapons in his body, this magic weapon also gives him a headache. For some reason, in recent years, it will have severe pain whenever night falls. He also knows that this is caused by the "abdominal stove" in his body, so whenever his stomach hurts, he will suck the cow into his abdomen to sacrifice the magic weapons, so that he can barely relieve the pain.

"Junior brother, what's wrong with you today?" Outside the hall, the monk spoken outside the temple asked Fa Su.

Fasu had just invited the three masters and apprentices to the side hall to entertain guests, and then came to meet with his brothers. He was born with a fat white, but his face looked paler tonight. He smiled bitterly and said to Fa Yan: "I don't know, this has never happened before, so it shouldn't be in trouble."

After seeing him say this, Fa Yan didn't ask much. After a while, all the civil and military officials arrived, so Fa Su invited Dou Miguan and the other three to the "Zhonghe Hall" for the banquet.

After a while, the three masters and disciples came to the back of Zhonghe Hall. They saw that the hall was extraordinary, the southern country was rich, and the decoration in the palace was even more extraordinary. Tonight, they were the protagonists, and civil and military officials and six monks were accompanied by the seats. Those officials had long heard of the name of the Huasheng Doumi Temple. At this time, they saw Master Xingdian walking with a funeral face. They were really majestic and fairy-like style, and they deserved to be the master of cultivation. So they came forward to greet him, Master Xingdian nodded and said nothing.

However, at this moment, the little eunuch shouted loudly, and the monarch of the Southern Kingdom arrived.

So all the officials hurriedly sorted out their clothes and knelt on their way to the emperor. Master Xingdian and others were outsiders. They were born to worship their parents only in the Three Pure Land, so they didn't have to kneel down. However, since they had arrived at their territory, they had to give them a pride. So after the emperor sat down, Liu and Li performed a Taoist fist-clamping ceremony to the emperor with Master Xingdian.

Master Xingdian said, "The people of Doumi Mountain, together with their disciples, pay homage to Your Majesty."

The monarch smiled, said he was waived, and then signaled to start the meal. The three masters and disciples of Xingdian sat opposite the six monks of Yunlong Temple. Further down were civil and military officials. Although Liu Bolun had a wide range of experience in the martial arts world, it was the first time he entered the palace. Fortunately, he had a big and careful face, so he was not afraid. After sitting down for a while, he whispered to Master Xingdian: "Old man, something is wrong."

Master Xingdian asked, "What's wrong?"

"Look." Liu Bolun secretly hugged his chin and pointed at Fasu sitting opposite him, and then whispered: "Why is his nose smoking out? Are you trying to fuck us with energy?"

"Don't do it." Master Xingdian whispered: "What occasion is here? Don't embarrass me."

In fact, Liu Bolun had a question in his heart. Fa Yan was sitting next to Fa Su. He saw cold sweat slightly on Fa Su's fat face, and slight blue smoke appeared on his nostrils. He didn't seem to notice this. Monk Fa Yan was also embarrassed to speak. He thought to himself, could this be the new magic that my junior brother had practiced? He could still swallow the clouds and vomit?

The banquet officially began, and the monarch said something, nothing more than the Bodhisattva's saints held today's Dharma Assembly. Such auspiciousness is a great blessing for the country and a great blessing for the people. As soon as the emperor finished speaking, the officials below said yes in unison. Those who are officials understand this well. No matter what the emperor does, they must praise them, and they must show their style and level. It can be said that even the emperor was hungry and was hungry outside and ate a plate of dumplings and drank two bowls of soup in a small restaurant outside.

The emperor was wise and compassionate with the people. One by one, the civil servants rushed out to praise the monarch as if they were injected with chicken blood. Liu Bolun, who was drinking, was stunned. He exclaimed in his heart: These flatteries are really good. The southern country is rich. It seems that many of the peaceful Nian Jingyong officials are real.

The monarch of the southern country seemed to have been tired of these words, as if he was not interested in these flattery words. He smiled and waved his hand, then carried the cup and said to Taoist Master Xingdian: "I have long heard that Bashu Xianmen Mountain is a holy place for cultivation, and there are many experts in Doumi Temple. When I saw the Taoist Master today, it turned out that the true immortal was well-known."

Taoist Master Xingdian stood up and held the wine glass and said, "Your Majesty is so serious. I am just a mountain gate in the secular world. The old Taoist only knows some Taoist health preservation methods, and I really don't dare to take on the word "Immortal".

The monarch smiled and said, "The Taoist priest is still too humble. I heard that all the members of the sect are proficient in the methods of change and have the ability to go to heaven and earth. Today, I have a good time. Why don't you ask for one or two to let the officials see it to help the wine be happy?"

When he came, Liu Bolun frowned and said that these people were not kind-hearted.

After hearing this, Taoist Master Xingdian smiled and said, "Your Majesty, there are many eminent monks in Yunlong Temple. How dare the old Taoist show off his skills?"

"The Taoist Master is out." As soon as he finished speaking, the monk Fayan, who was sitting opposite him, stood up and saluted to the monarch of the southern country: "Your Majesty, the Taoist Master is afraid that his face is taken into consideration, but he didn't know that our two factions have always been in good terms. Today, the whole country is celebrating. The monk is willing to accompany the Taoist Master to change a way to help the wine."

"It's so wonderful!" The monarch laughed and said, "Then it's settled. Since Master Fayan has agreed, how can you think of Taoist priest?"

What kind of game is that this monarch is clearly entrusted by those monks to make us fools in this palace. Liu Bolun thought to himself.

But the words have reached this point. If you want to shirk it, it will definitely damage the prestige of Doumi Temple when it is spread in the future. It is really difficult to get rid of the tiger. However, it was expected by the three of them. So the master Xingdian smiled and said, "The old Taoist is more respectful than obedience."

"Okay!" The monarch waved his hand and said, "It's so great to see the peak competition between monks and Taoists today. But today is a great day, so it's not easy to compete with each other. Why don't you play a few games in front of the table?"

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