Chapter 62

Downing listened to him say the cause and effect, can not help but stay. She has become the life of Buddhism? Thinking of the old monk saying that he had been looking for him in Xuanlong country for more than ten years, I couldn't help feeling sorry for him.

Her body is only 13-4 years old, and she was reborn in this body just some time ago, but he searched here as early as ten years ago. Can you find it?

"But even if you take me now, I can't do anything! Besides, you've been looking for more than ten years, and it's not too bad to wait for another year and a half to let me finish all the things here! " What can she do in the past when she is so weak now? Go to the place where they are all immortal practitioners. Can she live for three months?

"Monk, I can't wait!" He sighed and murmured, and his voice was as light as a sigh. Even Downing, sitting next to him, could not hear what he was saying because of the wind around the aircraft.

"What do you say?" Donning asked again.

The old monk looked at her and showed a kind smile: "you are a man of extraordinary destiny, the way of heaven favors you. I will take you back to let the hosts see you and let them know that there is such a person as you, monk, I will be relieved."

Hearing this, Downing looked at him and said, "according to what you say, you can't tie me up like this. Besides, it's all on the aircraft now, so you can release me first? Do you want to tie me all the way

"OK, monk, I'll help you untie it, but you have to remember, don't try to slip away and escape under the eyes of the monk. That's impossible." As he spoke, he moved his hand and took the rope back.

Downing rubbed his wrists, squinted at him, and laughed: "impossible? Didn't I slip out of your sight last time

"That's because monk, I didn't guard against it. This time it's different." He took off the wine gourd from his waist and took a sip of wine. Looking at the distance, he was pleased: "I haven't been back to the temple for more than ten years. I don't know if anyone knows me when I go back this time."

Looking at the expectation and joy in the monk's eyes, Tang Ning laughed. He was lying on the plane, looking at the blue sky and white clouds. He looked at the aircraft and asked, "old monk, how can you look like a bowl?"

"Ha ha, it's just a small magic weapon. It's just a little magic weapon. I can't attack and defend occasionally. It's better to have a monk like me."

He said, he took another sip of the wine from the gourd, stroked his long eyebrows with one hand, and said with a smile, "this gourd was picked by our brothers when they went to the Buddhist holy land for training. If the Xianhu is filled with wine, it can hold a thousand catties at a time. Moreover, the gourd has its own aura. It can transform ordinary wine into spirit wine, and the longer it lasts, the more mellow it will be."

"Not only that, it's also a good defense tool for immortals. It's a blessing to have such a weapon in those years. However, if I have a chance in the future, I'll take you to the holy land, and maybe with your luck, you can get an immortal gourd." As soon as the voice fell, he threw the gourd in his hand: "try this spirit wine."

Tang Ning picked it up and weighed the gourd in her hand. It felt light and weightless. After shaking it gently, there was a faint sound of water surging in it. She smelled the wine, and it was really fragrant. She lifted her head and poured a mouthful of spirit wine into her throat. She felt that the spirit was flowing in her body, which was very comfortable.