Chapter 3244

Brahman knew the whole story from Van Gogh.

There was a little hesitation on Brahman's calm face.

"It's not easy to do."

"Younger martial brother Did I get hurt by that man for nothing

"Elder martial brother, you are too reckless. You hurt people first, and then the special intelligence department intervenes. The special intelligence department is the concentration place of Taoism, and has always held a deep prejudice against our Buddhism. Now, what reason can we ask for justice?" Brahman thought better than Van Gogh.

"If we don't go through the secret service, can they still stop us at Mount Wutai?" Van Gogh was full of resentment against Chen.

Brahman closed his eyes and thought slightly.

Although Buddhism pays attention to break away from the world of mortals, all four are empty.

But if it can be done, it will not be human, it will be all Buddhas.

They are not Buddhas yet, so they have the same joy, anger and joy, seven emotions and six desires, and greed, anger and infatuation.

Even Sanskrit is no exception.

But the difference between Brahman heart and Vatican is that.

Van Gogh started from hatred.

But Brahman thought more about interests.

"Younger martial brother, do you know why I was in such a hurry?"

Brahman looked at Van Gogh: "why?"

"Because there's a scale snake." Fangu said: "what I lack now is Lin snake Jiao. If you can swallow the snake gall, you can stimulate the blood of our ancestors and incarnate as a golden winged ROC. Then it will be the time for our Buddhism and Zen to develop, and even Taoism can't stop me."

Brahman opened his eyes and said, "are you sure it's Lin she Jiao?"

"How could I have misread it? Otherwise, I would not have snatched it directly."

Although Brahman's face is still calm, his eyes are flickering.

Wutai Mountain has just hatched its flame wings.

Yan Yi was originally the descendant of the golden winged ROC.

Although it has just hatched for only half a year, it is growing day by day.

The food they need is all kinds of scale insects.

It has the style of its ancestor, the golden winged Dapeng.

But this also suffered the monks of Mount Wutai.

In order to feed the flame wing, but also in order to let the flame wing as soon as possible to be reborn, incarnate the golden winged ROC.

Monks from Mount Wutai searched for all kinds of scale insects.

In half a year, numerous scale insects were captured.

Fortunately, the Reiki tide has arrived.

All kinds of monsters were born one after another.

However, the general scale insects are just ordinary food for flame wings.

In order for flame wings to evolve, several rare scale snakes must be assembled.

One of them is Lin she Jiao.

The snake is a very special snake evolved from.

Lin snake Jiao has the blood of Kirin and dragon, but their offspring are very ordinary.

Apart from the innate spiritual roots, there are not many rare abilities.

However, the bloodline is destined to be rare.

As a kind of inborn alien, it is very difficult to practice.

If you want to evolve into a dragon and then a dragon, it is more difficult than other scale insects.

If there is no extraordinary opportunity, basically all his life will be stuck in the stage of half dragon and half snake.

In the stage before the evolution of the dragon, it is exactly what the flame wing needs.

At this time, the blood vessels of the kylin and the Dragon appear, but they can't understand each other.

Today, the flame wing has devoured dozens of different species of scale insects, and the blood magic power is increasing day by day.

If Yan Yi can swallow the snake dragon again, it can refine the blood relationship between Qilin and dragon.

Thus, it soars into the sky and activates the blood vessels of golden winged ROC in the body.

Of course, although the golden winged ROC is not the mythical bird, it is not much different.

"Elder martial brother, you have a good rest. You don't have to worry about other things. Leave it to me."

"Younger martial brother..."

Brahman stops and looks at Van Gogh.

"Break his hands and feet."

"Amitabha." Brahman turned to leave.

……

"Minister, the Buddhist heart master of Mount Wutai has just met the ancient Buddhist monk."

"I'll see you soon. We can't stop it." Zhou Yiren's tone is quite helpless.

"Just now, the internal report of Wutai Mountain, six Sanskrit generation and twenty-four xuanzi generation monks, all went down the mountain and ordered the tickets to come to Mordor."

Zhou Yiren's face changed. He suddenly stood up and said, "what are the monks of Wutai Mountain going to do? What are they doing? "

He hoped that the Wutaishan side could start a fight with Chen Tiao, preferably in conflict.

Chen's strength is strong, and Zhang Tian mentioned it more than once.

However, if Chen Xuan had a conflict with Wutai Mountain, no matter who won or lost in the end.

Every door can make a profit.However, Zhou Yiren did not intend to trigger a full-scale conflict.

If one or two or three or four monks fought against Chen Xuan, it would not have any effect on him.

But what does it mean that so many eminent monks go down the mountain together?

Zhou Yiren was a little flustered: "go and closely monitor the movements of the group of monks, their intentions and their positions, and make sure for me."

Although Zhou Yiren is a Taoist disciple, in the final analysis, he is wearing the uniform of a civil servant.

In the end, his position is on the side of the country.

It is impossible for the state to allow major disturbances. He has the final say in

's small business, if things are going to be big.

That's really a mess.

No matter what happens in the end.

He must be held responsible.

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Chen Xuan opened the door and found a monk with long hair standing outside.

Chen Xuan looked at the monk up and down.

The monk is dressed in a white robe, with a string of Buddhist beads in his left hand and a Buddhist ceremony in his right hand.

"Amitabha, Buddhist heart."

"Brahman? Are you the Buddhist monk from Mount Wutai Chen Tiao looked at the Buddhist heart and asked.

"I am the Buddhist heart."

"Well, you are here to avenge Van Gogh?"

"I'm here to settle the grudges."

"Well, how much are you going to pay me?" Chen Xuan went straight ahead and took a harrow.

He didn't believe in how to resolve the enmity and how many enemies he met in the past.

There has never been an option to resolve grievances.

Because they are all monks, they don't know how to bow their heads.

They will only act according to their own position.

He didn't feel that the monks in Wutai Mountain had the consciousness to put down their gratitude and resentment.

The old Buddhist monk who had contact with him before said that he was an eminent monk.

In fact, he didn't act like a monk.

He was decisive and never showed mercy when he started.

"How much do you think is appropriate?" Asked the Buddhist monk.

"Ten billion dollars."

Buddhist heart monk light said: "poor monk can not take so much money."

"Please do as you please."

"Don't you want to hear how much I'm going to give you?"

"No, you can't afford the price I want." Chen Xuan shrugged.

He doesn't care what the Buddhist monk's attitude is or what he's doing here.

This is the center of the city. You can't play here.

Chen Xuan can't, and Buddhist monk Brahman can't either.

Therefore, Chen Xuan did not need to worry that Buddhist monk Brahman would suddenly attack him.

"Benefactor, I come with sincerity."