"Huang Mei’s skill is not as good as that of others, but now he is given medicine to heal Huang Mei’s shame." Huang Mei’s reality is another confession

"Brother Huang Mei as the saying goes, heaven and earth praise and criticize their own brothers Gao Yi in the Spring and Autumn Period. I take advantage of the wind to see it in my heart. After you set your mind at rest, you and I worship our ancestors and become brothers," I said lightly.
"People’s hearts are kind, affectionate and righteous. How dare you climb high when you have a fairy to cultivate my yellow eyebrow at this age?" Huang Mei speaks modestly.
"There are high and low levels of ability, and I admire this matter very much. That’s settled." Because there is no formal ceremony, I haven’t changed the name of the ancient people to become sworn, which is extremely solemn, unlike now, people can be sworn brothers after drinking wine together.
Huang Mei real people see that I am sincerely sworn, happy and gratified, nodding at me again and again. I saw that he didn’t stay too long and simply said a few words and came out.
In summer, just after five o’clock in the morning, everyone left their bunks and got busy. After breakfast, they came to the Temple of the Ghost again. At this time, all the monks were gathering in front of the ruins of the Hall of the Ghost, chanting Buddhist scriptures and fighting in the morning class. The land where they had been rested and filled up.
"Master, if I know that you and my brother are so ignorant, I don’t know what I will think." Wen Xiaofeng smiled and looked at the wall and the temple collapsed. After a short adjustment, Wen Xiaofeng swept away the sadness last night and restored the original elegant expression. I saw in my eyes and secretly nodded. That’s what men should do. They should never show their sadness at will.
"Master will definitely say that the revolution has not been successful yet, and comrades still need to work hard." King Kong Gun made a joke with a yawn.
"Master will definitely let us go to the back to reflect." I shook my head with a wry smile. The Three Sages’ mind is safe and prudent. His old man’s house will be severely punished if he knows that I have done such a thing.
"Don’t make fun of the master." Mu Zhuifeng stopped our conversation, and everyone returned to their seats one by one, waiting for the monks to finish their morning class.
After chanting sutras, Jian Zhen and others simply ate some pyrotechnic Buddhist monks and sent them for a meal, only to return to their seats and send an elderly monk.
"Amitabha Laona Wutai Mountain Xuandu Temple has seen all the Taoist priests." The old monk slowly entered the stadium with a calm expression and a moderate manner.
I looked up and looked at this old monk with Fa Hao Jue carefully, and found that he should be 90 years old, the oldest monk of all, a kind-hearted and solemn man with two long snowy eyebrows that almost covered his eyes, and the house of God exuded a sense of justice and benevolence. There is no doubt that this old monk is a truly virtuous monk.
"Wutai Mountain is the first of the four famous Buddhist Lingshan mountains. If you lose your virtue, you can live with your eyebrows." Wen Xiaofeng looks dignified and slowly shakes his head. Although Wen Xiaofeng, a monk’s aura, is equal, he exudes a peaceful and calm atmosphere. It is hard to guess that he is really practicing. Besides, two slender bridled eyebrows also said that he has a peaceful mind and a virtuous mind. You should know that in the process of aging, the first thing is white hair, the second is pubic hair, and the last is eyebrows. You can say that this person is a really good person and has never done anything bad.
"Come home when you wake up, and have nothing to do." King Kong Gun took the lead in the previous step.
"Amitabha Najue" feels that he is completely indifferent to the reckless words of the King Kong cannon, and then submits his name with his hands folded.
"I know you’ve come to your senses. Let’s go." King Kong Bao rushed to sleep again and waved his hand to see that King Kong Bao didn’t hate this wrinkled and kind old monk. His two sentences were not unreasonable, but he didn’t even recognize that it was this old monk’s name.
"Measuring the Buddha’s being original and observing Ziyang, Feng Xiao is willing to learn the magical power of the master of magic." Wen Xiaofeng left his seat and rushed to the old monk to kowtow.
"Can you do it old?" King Kong cannon turned and took Wen Xiaofeng’s sleeve. "Look at this old monk and you will know that he must be very powerful."
"Who am I?" Wen Xiaofeng shook his head with a wry smile. It’s a very arrogant sentence, which means I am the only one, but it’s a different flavor in the present situation, which means I can’t do it if I don’t.
I knew from the moment I felt that Wen Xiaofeng was probably not his opponent. You know, the best opponent is not the one who can deter the other side, but the one who can influence the other side to kill his spirit. This feeling is the latter.
"Brother, what are your chances of winning?" I got up and stared at Wen Xiaofeng easily. Although I already felt that Wen Xiaofeng had little chance of winning, I still wanted to hear what he said. After all, he was a fighter.
"Ten percent!" Wen Xiaofeng hesitated for a moment and finally squeezed out two words. Although these two words made me feel cold, I could still see how reluctant Wen Xiaofeng was when he said this sentence. In fact, he was not even sure.
"You and I will try to help you." I forced myself to stabilize my mind and nodded at Wen Xiaofeng.
The latter gave me a confused look and didn’t answer. He turned and moved into the field …
Chapter 295 Policy
Wen Xiaofeng walked into the field and felt a kowtow to the latter.
"Amitabha is ill?" After returning the favor, I stared at Wen Xiaofeng.
I felt that this sentence made my heart suddenly sink, not because I found out that Wen Xiaofeng was terminally ill, but because I let my brother die in order to find Wang Yanpei’s soul, which made me doubt my behavior in an instant. I didn’t want to choose between the two in the wind, but I still made a choice in the form. This choice made me feel that I was an extremely selfish person. My heart suddenly welled up the idea of calling Wen Xiaofeng back, but Wang Yanpei’s dying scene floated to my heart again. Wen Xiaofeng’s bright voice interrupted my thoughts and made me white. Now the situation is imminent and I have to send it.
"Amitabha is ill, so it’s not appropriate to compete. Please change to another field." I feel that my hands are folded before chanting the Buddha’s name.
"Ha-ha, master’s eyes are like a torch. Look carefully. Being original is really suffering from a serious illness. Today, he will give up this body and go to life with great enthusiasm. Before leaving, he wants to get back his sister’s soul and hope that the master will raise his hand with compassion." Wen Xiaofeng did not show the slightest fear of fighting in front of this Buddhist monk, but every word he said also contained profound meaning. He told me that he was already dying, and he was afraid. If he did not feel compassionate and gave up voluntarily, he would die and die.
"Amitabha Buddha is so righteous that I admire the old woman very much, but I dare not keep my secret because I am trusted by others." Juehe said that his meaning is also very white. Although he is very respectful, he will never retreat and will not show mercy.
"Say more, Master Yi, please show me the multiplier and give me advice." Wen Xiaofeng saw that he stood firm and would not say anything more about retreating his right foot and holding a sword in his left hand.
"Amitabha Buddhism, Buddhism, compassion, Taoism and Shuntian Buddhism are all about persuading people to be good at fighting each other and fighting each other in flesh and blood." I shook my head and sighed lightly
"What do you mean?" WenXiaoFeng frown asked.
"Isn’t it good for you and me to give ourselves up and lose, so that we don’t hurt people or temples?" Sleep slowly spoke his mind.
WenXiaoFeng after listening to sleep words eyebrows slightly wrinkled in the heart secretly measure whether it is good for yourself, there is no horse mouth at the moment.
"I don’t listen to him and tear down the remaining rooms for him, so that they can all make a floor." King Kong Cannon refused to bend the rules when he saw it, and suddenly he was not pleasing to the eye.
"Elder Martial Brother, Master Jue is merciful and kind, so you and I should be obedient." I stretched out my hand and pulled back Wen Xiaofeng in the field of King Kong cannon, making him listen to monk Jue’s suggestion that I can call him Wen Xiaofeng, but naturally I can’t call him that casually on this formal occasion.
Wen Xiaofeng naturally knows that I won’t be like a king kong gun. Since I agree with nature, I have my reasons and meanings, so I nodded and agreed to suggest that Mo Xie be thrown out of the field by the scabbard backhand. Because of its extremely accurate strength, Mo Xie fell straight to the tea table next to his seat.
"Master, be careful to be original and offend!" Wen Xiaofeng throws Mo Xie out, and then he doesn’t hesitate any longer. His left hand quickly picks up the magic-removing tactic and enters the attack sense. Seeing the true sideways avoidance makes Wen Xiaofeng still dodge and see no damage when he shoots down Wen Xiaofeng’s backhand attack sense.
"Xiao Jiu, do you want to agree to his suggestion?" Mu Zhuifeng finally couldn’t help it. It is not conducive for us to cast popular spells and other spells that are beneficial to us to stipulate the war situation in a fixed circle.
"I have my own arrangements." I looked up at Mu Zhuifeng and barely squeezed out a smile to signal that she was not worried.
Mu Zhuifeng nodded without saying anything, and turned his attention back to the fighting field.
"What arrangement?" King kong cannon curious asked.
I shook my head and didn’t answer the question of king kong cannon. My so-called arrangement is not a fair trick. I really don’t want to make it until the last moment
Wen Xiaofeng has been in a state of temptation so far, and he has not cast any substantive offensive spells, but he feels even more so, and he has never made a move at all.
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After half an hour, this state of testing each other was finally broken by Wen Xiaofeng, who suddenly cast his magic formula to create a virtual shadow, which made him pause for a moment because of doubt. Then Wen Xiaofeng finally hit the magic formula and repelled him for three steps, while the protective aura also retreated Wen Xiaofeng more than a foot after the earthquake.
The real strength of both sides has finally been exposed. Although the two sides are in the same spirit, Wen Xiaofeng’s repair is lower than that of others. I have made this judgment because although the two sides had almost the same retreat distance, Wen Xiaofeng took the initiative to attack one side and felt that the passive defense side was rushed to bear it, so that everyone can see the level of repair.