Chapter 2695

"They didn't want to borrow it, but I told them the profound meaning of Buddhism. They were influenced by my Buddhism and gave me this book." Master Yijie said with a smile.

"..." Gu Fenghua faltered and almost fell from the cloud.

It seems that the most powerful part of master Yijie is not his cultivation in the holy land, but his boundless Buddhism.

"And then?" Lorne asked.

"Later, I looked through it several times and thought that the person who could write such a great work must be spiritual and intelligent. He was predestined by my Buddha, so I went to see the true face." Master Yijie said solemnly.

"Er..." Gu Fenghua retched at the same time. In front of Ye's colorless face, they don't have much to say, but dog blood is dog blood. I don't know where he came to the conclusion that Lingzhi Huixin is predestined to Buddha?

"You don't want to see what the so-called Qingchi fairy looks like, do you?" Lorne tilted his head and looked at master Yijie suspiciously.

"Cough, I'm a monk. How can I have such a mind. Woman, in my eyes, is just a red skull. I just want to see his Huigen. " Master Yijie put his hands together and put on the face of an eminent monk, but his neck was red.

Well, there's no need to explain. Gu Fenghua has understood everything. Just as ye colorless was deeply in love with Xianchi girl at the beginning, the Yijie master also moved his heart to Qingchi fairy.

I have to admit as like as two peas, but the two people are really very lucky. Even the hearts are all the same. But master Yijie was lucky to find Ye colorless, but ye colorless found uncle Goujiao.

"I think we'd better hurry up." Although Gu Fenghua didn't say anything more, ye colorless noticed the banter and smile in their eyes. How could he not know what they were thinking? In his mind, he came up with the obscene face of Uncle Goujiao, blushing and speeding up.

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After Gu Fenghua and others left for a few days, Qingshuang Valley returned to its former silence.

Two figures, like meteors across the sky, fell into the valley.

"Master, don't you say you want to see elder martial brother Mangshan? What are you doing here?" A young man asked.

If Gu Fenghua is here, you can recognize at a glance that this young man is Duan Yiyi, the disciple of Duan Qingyun.

The middle-aged man next to him, who seems to be in his forties and has a cold face, is naturally the envoy of Qingyun Jun, Duan Qingyun.

"A few days ago, I also found his spirit Qi machine. It should be around here. Why is it not here now?" Duan Qingyun frowned and said doubtfully.

"Maybe elder martial brother Mangshan has something else important to do. It's not certain that he has left." Duan Yi guessed. The valley was so lifeless that he felt very uncomfortable.

"He was seriously injured in Lu Wuding's hand. He managed to find a place to settle down. How could he leave easily?" Duan Qingyun shook his head and said.

"And where did he go?" Duan Yi looks around and says to himself.

Duan Qingyun doesn't speak any more, but slowly makes a few fingerprints. The sky, which was originally sunny, was covered with dark clouds. In the valley, a piece of black air also appeared. Gradually, it condensed into an old figure and a sword, which was sinking into his chest, and the old figure disappeared.