Gu Han frowned and said, "I want to tell a story. I will have plenty of time in the future. It is better to kill him first!"

"after……"

The elm tree sighed lonely,

"In the future, I'm afraid the donor won't be able to hear it."

The two of them were stunned again.

He looked at the roaring and struggling God Emperor, looked at him again, and finally understood what Yu Mu had said before.

Both jade and stone will be destroyed!

"Don't worry, the two donors."

Yumu smiled again and said, "The poor monk doesn't have much time. This story is not too long, so it won't waste much time."

"Want to hear the details!"

"All ears!"

The two of them looked solemn and gave him the greatest respect.

"Once upon a time, there was a mountain."

Yumu spoke softly, moved slightly, and took a step forward.

A little ripple appeared.

A golden lotus actually appeared on the spot. The Buddha's light flashed slightly, the golden lotus bloomed, the fragrance filled the air, and the Buddha's intention lingered.

"There is a temple on the mountain."

As soon as he finished speaking, another golden lotus bloomed on the spot, complementing the previous one.

"There is a walking monk in the temple."

The golden lotus reappears and the Buddha's spirit lingers, adding a sense of peace to this dull and solemn divine realm.

Gu Han "..."

Yun Yi "..."

"master."

Gu Han couldn't hold back and asked, "Is there a little walking monk in that temple?"

Yun Yi said nothing.

It can be seen from his eyes that he thinks so too.

Once upon a time there was a mountain.

There is a temple on the mountain,

There was a young monk and an old monk in the temple... They were naturally familiar with this story that could only deceive three-year-old children, and they couldn't understand why Yumu would tell such a story?

"No."

"There is only one walking monk in that temple."

Yu Mu paused, his body trembling with Buddha's spirit, recalling some of the most unforgettable scenes in his life.

"In the hands of the walking monk."
Chapter completed!