The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 38: You are Zen

Xu Weixiong is not only a big mountain to the subjugated princess Jiang Ni of the Western Chu Kingdom, but even a big maid who talks like sweet potatoes and doesn't fight for anything. He feels agitated when His Royal Highness mentions the second sister Xu Weixiong returning to the house. It’s just that this depression was concealed very well by her. If she talks about acting skills, she seems to be more proficient than Xu Fengnian, who is painted with fresh human blood. There is a keen sense of acquired nature, and the mysterious feeling of ordinary masters and young master uncles that "a feather does not fall without flies", but still does not realize that the sweet potato around is not just a plump koi that needs to be fed. Inside, the universe is vast, and there are all kinds of bizarre doorways. Even His Royal Highness, who lived in Qingliang Mountain when he was a boy, saw it. At least on the ninth floor of Tingchao Pavilion, the entrance was not found on the two underground floors. People climbed up and down and knocked on the wall and chiseled the wall without success. Xu Xiao was happy that the two children were busy at home, so as to save him from leaving the house to make trouble. Muttering together, even Dazhu Kingdom was frightened.

Xu Fengnian intends to have dinner with the little girls from east and west and the little monks from the north and south. On the way there, his hands are drawn in circles. The servants and maids of the mansion only find it interesting to see. Mingtang didn’t see it at all, but he praised His Royal Highness. With martial arts, if Xu Fengnian meets a maid with a graceful body, he will wipe the oil twice, and the sweet potato will follow behind him. The little maid dared to fight for the wind and be jealous, accidentally encountering a sexual master in the Homo House. It was going to be beaten to death with a stick.

Sweet potatoes are not so stupid that they are too arrogant and do not dare not want to. Speaking of words that don't dare to talk to others, the seemingly passionate His Royal Highness is the real ruthless person. In this regard, the green ants in the Wutong Garden have never noticed the handmaidens.

But this doesn't mean that Sweet Potato doesn't love His Royal Highness. On the contrary, such a master can make Sweet Potato, who is no less arrogant than the Blue Bird, commits his life.

Xu Fengnian didn’t know the complex thoughts of Sweet Potatoes, and just chuckled softly: “This unnamed set of 108 styles is a good thing for bull riders who don’t know where they came from. The more you practice, the more interesting it will be. It requires a lower waist. Tai Chi, walking around the nine palaces, yin and yang, gestures and auras are pure and natural. This circle can be very particular, forming an endless ring, cyclical, and full of weather. It is very suitable for nurturing internal strength, but unfortunately it cannot be copied to the battlefield to fight. . Sweet potatoes, if you want to like them, I will teach you."

Sweet potato hastened his pace, and his majestic breast in Wutong Garden was close to His Royal Highness's arm, and her autumn eyes were misty and misty: "Your Royal Highness must teach slaves and maidservants hand in hand."

Xu Feng didn't turn around, but quietly hit the white pigeon under her clothes with her elbow. As her chest trembled, the amorous feelings rippled, and she obviously felt the richness of the elder Royal Highness with a frivolous smile: "You can draw a hundred and eight circles here."

The sweet potato is natural, but the tone is faintly resentful: "The slave and maid knows that His Royal Highness is just moving his lips."

Xu Fengnian didn't refute, and asked casually: "What do you think Lantuo Mountain really means?"

Sweet potato thought about it carefully, and said in a low voice: "The slave girl thinks that the double repair is fake, and it is true that the white and yellow teachers and the Beiliang iron cavalry are enemies."

Xu Fengnian nodded and smiled: "That's right. The capital has long been very wary of the Western Tantric Buddhism who does not obey the discipline, but there is no suitable reason to start. If there is a red sect to do the internal response, we do not rule out. The possibility of the Beiliang Iron Horse being a chess piece again. As for the double cultivation path, I have checked the secret record. It is a gossip that only came out in recent years. It is not true, especially after my crown ceremony. It can be seen that I am a piece of sweet and pastry, and even the female law king of the Tantric Buddhism is salivating. As for the great power player in the capital who occupies the largest chessboard in the world, among the 67 temple titles, only two words are eye-catching, one is' "Gao" is the same as the sky, and the virtues and virtues are grand. One is "wu". The military industry is bright and opened up the largest territory of the dynasty. I think that after death, all generations will be called Gaowu emperor. Going crazy."

Sweet potato face paled and said: "His Royal Highness, speak quietly about this."

Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "It's okay, I dare to say, but no one dares to listen except you. Don't say this, sweet potato, what happened to the little girl thrush?"

Sweet potato was obviously relieved, "For the time being, I only taught her Xiaomei and Luozidai. The little girl learns very quickly."

Xu Fengnian laughed and said: "As long as she wants to learn, she can learn everything fast. Lao Huang taught her to grill fish and roast sweet potatoes. She learns more quickly than me. I won’t learn it for a hundred years."

The sweet potato was startled to see His Royal Highness whose eyebrows were refreshing and not the same as usual. Even if she gets along day and night, she still rarely sees such a prince.

The formerly named Red Musk bit her thin lip, then smiled, a natural stunner Humei.

Dazhu Kingdom Xu Xiao once said with a smile that this little woman can be unbeaten even if she enters the palace and becomes a concubine.

After scraping off half a catty of powder, the little girl drew suitable light makeup from sweet potato. She was more gorgeous than she without red makeup, but in Xu Fengnian's opinion, she was even more pleasing to the little girl who had been face-to-face before.

The little monk peeked while chanting and giggled.

Xu Fengnian is worried about the incense in the temple where the little monk is.

Sweet potatoes are not qualified to eat at the table, and Xu Fengnian is not the kind of master who spoils the maidservant and the maidservant, who eats plain but delicious fast food with the little girl and the little monk, and asked: "Miss Li, when will you return? Home, the New Year is coming."

The little girl widened her eyes and said hurt: "Xu Fengnian, are you going to drive people?!"

Xu Fengnian said dumbly: "Where, I am afraid that your parents are worried."

The little girl said confidently: "When I met you, you said that you would never go home from starving to death in this life."

Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "Talking with anger."

The little monk, who had been bowing his head for dinner, raised his head and interjected: "Things, we really have to go back to the temple."

The little girl said angrily: "Shut up."

She learned this mantra from His Royal Highness.

The little monk took two bites of rice fiercely, cheeks bulging.

The little girl blushed and said: "Xu Fengnian, Sister Sweet Potato taught me to draw eyebrows in the afternoon. It sounds more expensive than the tribute green swallows. This money will be supplied to you when I get home."

Xu Fengnian pretended to nod his head, holding back a smile and said: "Okay, there is really no female hero in the arena who owes money."

The little girl likes these kinds of words and proudly said: "That is."

The little monk is straightforward. A little bald head is close to the little girl who has been in love with her childhood sweetheart for so many years, and said anxiously: "Things, I seem to have heard the teacher say that the snail on your face is expensive, there is a poet I also wrote that the hundred gold otter marrow was exchanged for half of the green. If the money is really paid back, it is estimated that the master's begging will be empty."

The little girl gave a cry of surprise, frowning suddenly, and the food was not so delicious.

Xu Fengnian saw it in his eyes and didn't say a word of comfort.

The little girl blinked in a rainy mood. After a blink of an eye, she had a sunny character. After eating, the trouble of owing money was thrown aside, and she dragged the sweet potato sister to continue to go to the room to learn about art, and she was at home. She was stingy and reluctant to buy her rouge. Stupid North and South were willing to give her a lot of money, but they didn't have the money. They all uttered ruthless words that as long as he became a Buddha and burned a few relics, she would be able to exchange countless rouge. As a result, In exchange for a full punch of her fist. Xu Fengnian didn’t understand the girl’s feelings, so he didn’t go to the room to blend in. He saw the little monk take off his robes and squatted in the courtyard with a bucket of wooden boards to clean. Obviously he was used to being a cow and horse in the temple of the little girl’s house. Squatting on the side, looking at a round white ivory hook on the green robes, smiled and said nothing.

The little monk said nervously: "His Royal Highness~IndoMTL.com~This robes can't be given to you as powder money, I will be beaten to death by Master."

Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "Don't worry, I don't want your robes. You are well dressed."

The little monk is still a little wary.

Xu Fengnian asked: "I remember that the abbot used to be a Taoist term, the human heart is square inch, the Tianxin abbot, is the leader of the Taoist ten directions jungle. How did you become Buddhism?"

The little monk was rubbing his robes. He was a simple and unpretentious person who knew death. He did not hear the ridicule in the words of His Royal Highness. He replied in a serious manner: "On the source of the word abbot, the Tianzhu scripture "Vimalakirti" is better than Daomen" "Zombie" is a hundred years earlier. Besides, the master told me that the great abbot in the monastery only lived in a small bedroom with a square meter, but he could accommodate three thousand small worlds and three thousand lion forests. Listen, compare In Taoism, the heart, the heart, and the heart are too much. My master has never lost a debate with others, oh, just lost to the teacher."

Xu Fengnian said silently: "Your Buddhism is powerful, your master is even more powerful."

Xu Fengnian saw the blue bird standing at the gate of the courtyard and got up and walked over.

Blue Bird said in a solemn manner: "It is reported that the two princesses left the team and rode alone. Those two groups of people from the rivers and lakes are ready to move out of the city."

Xu Fengnian took off the jade pendant around his waist, threw it to the blue bird, squinted his eyes and said: "These people are in a hurry to reincarnate? Go and bring the Fengziying two hundred riders. Don't forget to hold the crossbow and shoot me clean. "

The blue bird turned and left.

Xu Fengnian stood at the door.

There is murderous intent outside the door, but there is peace inside the door.

The little monk dried the washed robes and looked into the room, "It’s another sunny day. Li Zi, Master said I’m not savvy. You also said I’m stupid. We have two Zen in the temple, I I don't want to cultivate. You are my Zen, and I can participate in the beauty. "My QT room is open! The official QT room number [1655] of the princes of the beacon play, click to enter