"The master is here!"

"After debating the Dharma with the Taoist Sect in the world, Master Bianji's Buddhism has become more and more profound. Now it is probably the Great Perfection!"

"Living Buddha! He is the reincarnation of a living Buddha!"

...

The player is dominated by the salesman.

The people on both sides of the street were like fanatical fans, shouting the names of Bianji, and their emotions became more and more intense.

I don't know who led the lead.

He actually knelt down at the chariot that he had browsed.

Afterwards, more and more people kowtowed, begging the living Buddha to bless their home in Taixing'an. The streets were full of people...

You know, this was in the Tang Dynasty!

Instead of the Qing Dynasty, where slaves are everywhere.

In this era, there is no need to kneel down to worship. Even when the ministers meet the emperor or receive the imperial edict, they will only perform bowing ceremony.

And now.

The people actually knelt down to the discerning moment.

This formation is even more glorious than the emperor's travel.

Monk Bianji sat upright on the chariot, passed through the black heads on both sides, and slowly entered the gate of Huichang Temple.

After the huge team entered.

The temple gate closed, blocking the enthusiastic people from the temple.

Only a few wealthy nobles followed the team happily into the temple gate... The Buddha Ferry had a destiny, and these people paid enough money for incense and oil, so they could naturally be unobstructed in the place where the living Buddha practiced.

"Amitabha."

Even Monk Binji put his hands together before leaving, and proclaimed the Buddha's name to a few destined people.

"Several donors, let the masters in the temple take you to worship Buddha and burn incense, so I will not disturb you."

"Master, please give me a gift!"

"Living Buddha, please give me a gift!"

Several people quickly bowed their heads and saluted.

He looked respectfully at the figure of Monk Bianji and left.

Monk Binji came to his meditation room and pushed the door open. After a few seconds, when his eyes adapted to the light from light to dark, his body stiffened.

On the couch in the dark corner of the Zen room.

There was an extra man in white wearing a hat.

The movement of the video machine stopped for a moment and returned to normal again. He closed the meditation gate with his backhand, stood there, and looked at the other party.

"Neither, why did you come to visit during the day this time?"

The scorching sun outside the window shines through the panes, and the handsome monk bathes in the sun, making him look more sacred and solemn.

The man in white looked at this scene and smiled with satisfaction: "The master's Buddhism is now getting more and more diligent."

"Amitabha." Monk Bianji put his hands together and bowed, "With the help of the noble man, the little monk will be as if he is God's help. If he attains the fruit of the future, the noble man will make a great contribution."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. Now you and I are a family. When the master has attained enlightenment, we will follow us and prosper together." The man in white smiled and asked, "How is the master's defense now?"

Bian Ji straightened his waist, and his handsome face was full of pride.

"For several months, the little monk has been working tirelessly to challenge the Taoist sect in the world!"

"Three days later, the last stop is the Bailu Temple in Zhongnan Mountain... After this battle, looking at the Guanzhong area, the little monk is invincible."

"Oh? Bai Lu Temple?" The man in white had a flash of light in his eyes and he smiled and said, "I wish the master a victory."

Monk Bianji paused and said, "Just just on the road, the little monk heard that today the hundreds of cavalry in Chang'an went to Wuming Valley in the suburbs and found a large number of weapons and armor."

"Are you talking about Tibetan Bing Valley?" The man in white smiled: "It's just a pile of broken copper and iron, a Shu embroidered dragon robe... There are many places like this in the Tang Dynasty."

Tibetan Soldier Valley?

Dragon robe!

There are many more in the territory of Tang?!

Bian Ji felt dizzy and almost unsteady.

Over the past few months, under the sensation of the man in white, he became more and more powerful. He was worshipped by thousands of people wherever he went. His long-term treatment of living Buddha made him full of confidence and thought he could get along with the other party on the same level.

But now he knows.

How small and ridiculous I am!

Weapons, armor, dragon robes... these forbidden objects are so lightly in the eyes of the other party... How much energy does this mysterious nobleman have?

"Amitabha."

Monk Bian Ji pronounced the Buddha's name and whispered: "I heard that the prince-consor Fang Yiai made great contributions this time."

"Yes." The man in white nodded and said lightly: "This credit is given to him by me."

What, what?!

Monk Bian Ji's breathing suddenly became heavy, his face was extremely ugly: "Neighbor! Aren't we going to suppress him? Why do we give him the glory of merits and glory for nothing?"

"Of course it's because he is the chosen one!"

The man in white stood up, walked to the window, looked at the picturesque scenery outside the window with his hands on his back, and sighed in emotion.

"Yuan Tiangang is known as a half immortal, and he is indeed well-known!"

"He saw Fang Yiai's unusualness early on, and he came up and gave him the position of the bad guy Tianji Star... In contrast, I took a look... Now after some tests, this person The prince consort of the Tang Dynasty is probably able to support ten Tibetan soldiers!”

Monk Bian Ji's face turned red.

The more noble accuser praises his house, the more jealous he becomes.

Jealousy Fang Ying is able to write poetry, Jealousy Fang Ying is better than his skills, as well as his family background and luck... Of course, the person who is most jealous is Fang Ying's identity as the prince consort of the Tang Dynasty!

"Neighteen!"
Chapter completed!