v3 Chapter 935： Come, hurt each other!

"The disciples are seven, and they are visiting the uncle!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ..............." Hui Ying monk immediately laughed after the seven-law visit, at this moment, it is almost the same as the stereotype.

At this time, Xiao Sha Mi was shocked and inexplicable. He was an orphan adopted by Qinglong Temple since he was a child. When he remembered it, he really couldn’t have seen Hui Ying’s uncle. This is like “Let’s go through the waves”. The uncle of the teacher has always been the most unspoken and ridiculous of the many uncles and ancestors.

However, Xiao Sha Mi also clearly believes that the monk he has brought in is not a comer. At the moment, he has to spit out his tongue and retreat.

"How, my teachers and gentlemen, or my heart is the most competitive."

Huiying monk is very happy and sincerely happy. Before a quarter of an hour, Shi Zun Huiguo monk talked with the disciples of the Fa, the people just agreed on a promise, that is, after they died in the future, they told their disciples to connect their own relics. It is said that it is not a child but a disciple. And if you have a disciple, you can go to the vicinity of the Qinglong Temple and hold the scriptures of the Qing Dynasty. "Come in.

After the people agreed to reach the agreement, they led the French to arrange a method of arbitrage. It was only a short while that someone came, and there was only one person. As for whether there will be a second one afterwards. The third person, that is definitely not there, because the descendants of the disciples who are qualified to come, in the days of the future, which years, will appear here at the same time.

At the moment, there are only seven laws and one person, and the biggest relic of the seven-law hand-held bead is the Hui-Yi monk. Naturally, the Hui-Hing monk won.

This method is nothing more than a game played by Master Huiguo and the French practitioners. In short, this game is equivalent to the fact that everyone can confirm whether there will be time and space in the future.

You only need to write the current time, year and month, or even the minute and second, on a piece of paper, as a heirloom, to pass to your son, and then tell the son to pass it to the future grandson, according to the fool. In other words, "the sons and grandchildren are infinitely sorrowful," and told the descendants of future generations that if they become as popular as television sets, they will come to see the ancestors at the time of recording on the note.

If there is really a time machine in the future, let go of your unexpected grandchildren or your grandchildren, you will not be filial, you will not be a bird, you will have such a legacy, and so on. Then after you write this note, some of your dozens or The sons of hundreds of generations suddenly burst out and shouted at you: "The ancestors!"

If you don't happen when you finish writing this note, it means that the time machine will not be invented.

Huiguo monks may be really boring, so they played the game with their own scorpions, and then they succeeded. This also shows how the Huiguo monks are so bad and the laws around them. How high is the Dharma.

Of course, this gamble is a bit big, and it is a bit mysterious and mysterious. The average person can’t really play it. In fact, if the seven laws are not the audience, even if he is in the world, he will be able to be respected and admire. of.

However, as a direct ancestor of the seven-law system, Hui Ying’s monk is happy at this time. It is true that the monks have no children, and their own disciples are equivalent to the children, even more intimate than the children. It is only the inheritance of your blood, and the disciple inherits your legal system and spirit. The Huifu monk is so rude, and it is also because of the arrival of the Seven Laws that he will still be able to go to the present day.

The rest of the masters here can only look at the Hui Ying monk with envy. They don't think that the brothers have had any performances. If they are, they may be more happy than the brothers.

At this time, the Huiguo monk gently reached out and pressed down. The Huishui monk immediately converges and smiles. He sits back on his knees and returns to the law.

"Amitabha, people are coming, but they shouldn't ask, Mo asked, the sky is leaking, there is a disaster."

Huiguo monk reminded that their game can be said to transcend common sense, which is equivalent to pulling a future person into the artistic conception in ancient times. If you ask something that should not be asked, for example, how many years of the Tang Dynasty Country? Who is the next generation of princes? This is the most direct venting machine, and it must be squandered!

But if it is just an ordinary exchange, it does not matter. After all, there is no limit to the Dharma. There is no limit here, and there is also the meaning of ignoring time and space.

The seven laws slowly walked onto the white jade lotus platform. Many of the monks present at the scene were the ancestors of the Buddhas who were enshrined in the future, and the monk, the monk, was a legendary figure, and his childhood appeared in Buddhism, and he had many sorghums. In adulthood, it is more integrated with the learning of the family, creating a pulse, and opening a school.

It was a pity that after the death of the Tang Emperor Wuzong, the Qinglong Temple suffered from the disaster of the soldiers, and the most influential in the later generations became the empty sea monk who returned to Japan to establish the Shingon.

"Come on, sit down, and drink tea with me and talk about Buddha. Why don't you be quick?" A monk shouted at the side, and he should also be the uncle of the Seven Laws.

"It's extremely extreme. You don't have any seniority. You can come here and meet with me. The Dharma is definitely not under me. The Dharma is infinite, and the person is the first. If you are entangled in the seniority, you are not falling. Multiply?" The monk sitting casually said to the seven laws.

The seven-law monk slightly decapitated, but still did not take a seat.

The Huiguo monk quietly took a sip of tea at this time, and saw the invitations of the priests under his seat, and even the Hui’s monk, the direct ancestor, invited them. This was the young monk who was brought in by his own method. Still not willing to be seated.

“Is there something?” Huiguo’s monk asked.

If you don't want to be seated, it's natural to have something.

The teacher respected the question and asked the law, and they naturally did not dare to intervene again, just waiting quietly for the answer.

Of course, if you ask this question, it actually means another layer of meaning. If the descendants of this succeeded person are really in trouble, then things are not so simple, which means that this generation is actually a monk. I can come early, but I will wait until there is something to ask for.

Although they did not wait for it, because no matter when the seven laws were decided, they would appear directly outside the gate of Qinglong Temple after they had arranged the law.

But everyone is a high-ranking singer, Dharma is not high-level, and the mind is also very awkward, so I feel that this descendant is really some... too deliberate.

It feels a bit damaging to the atmosphere.

If a descendant of the descendants is cited, it proves that the Qinglong Temple inherits the successor. This is an elegant and a quick event. Everyone sits on the Buddha and refers to the ancient and modern times.

Looking at the world, what more things are more interesting than this?

The seven laws gently spit out a breath, and once again hands together to salute the ancestors sitting in front of them, at the same time:

"The disciple is coming to ask the teachers and ancestors to borrow something."

"Cheesy, cheesy." The sly sly, who was free and easy, smiled and waved his hand. "What do you need, promise you, big deal, I will find a place that is inaccessible, bury the object, and then arrange a The formation method, after the millennium, you get it yourself."

"It is extremely extreme, so very good!" Another sorghum echoed.

The Huiguo monk looked at the seven-laws quietly and asked: "What are you asking for?"

"The disciple wants to borrow... the masters of the ancestors are used for one purpose, and the disciples want to use the Qinglong Temple for gas transportation!" The seven laws directly tell what they want.

For a time,

The audience was silent,

The empty sea monk sitting at the end of the room accidentally spilled the tea in his hand.

How is this going?

Painting style, how is it different from the imagination... even, the difference is great!

“Let’s relax!” Hui Ying’s monk immediately pointed to the seven laws and slandered, “Bullying the ancestors! Deceiving the ancestors!”

Hui Ying monk is the direct ancestor of the seven laws, just appeared in the seven laws, giving him a face in front of his own brothers, but the words that the seven laws have just said, so that he can not wait for the seven laws did not appear at all.

What is this face?

This is to make yourself a laughing stock in the eyes of the teachers and brothers. At the same time, the teacher is also sitting here. Isn’t the teacher respecting his own nature? Otherwise, how can there be such a descendant of the sect of the ancestors?

The Huiguo monk looked up slightly and didn't seem too surprised. He simply commented on two words: "Interesting."

Yes, it’s fun,

I played a game with my disciples. I really recruited a descendant who didn’t say it. This monk actually took the body of the person and took the air of the Qinglong Temple.

This... is really a good one.

The former sorghum, who was free and easy, stood up and looked at the Seven Laws. "A big tone, you said that you have to take me to practice the law. You said that you have to take the air of the Qinglong Temple. Is it true?" Waiting for the uncles and grandfathers to be a group of wine bags and rice bags?"

"Amitabha, these counter-institutes, utterly mad, countless sects, deceiving the ancestors, and seeing the poor, what is his ability to take me and so on."

"Haha, Hui Ying brother, don't blame the younger brother for not giving you a Buddha face. It's better not to be a counter-attacker. Today, my brother and I will help the brothers and you clean up the portal. The appearance of this person is really the shame of my Qinglong Temple. ”

"Counter! Today's barren wants to personally suppress you here, from the past into the present, the soul is divided, Qinglong Temple is in you, Qinglong Temple is defeated, you are dead!" Hui Ying monk is obviously very angry, seven law Isn't it necessary to win the Qinglong Temple? Well, his ancestors personally pressed the seven laws here and let him coexist with the Qinglong Temple.

"Amitabha." In the face of the group's ancestors' excitement, the seven-law monk seems to be very calm, too. He does not believe in the **** of the gods, and the deceit to destroy the ancestors, for the belly black as the monk, Too much pressure, he just calmly said: "The disciple has a good friend. He has a sentence. The disciple likes it very much and wants to give it to the teachers."

Everyone was silent, waiting to hear the next sentence of the Seven Laws.

A smile on the corner of the seven-legged mouth, a serious way:

"Come, hurt each other........."