Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 503: Actually, 1 point of hair length is pretty good~

The tiger demon in the blood cloud twitched when he heard Shi Man'er's question.

Shameless!

Murder is no more than nodding, how dare you ask this question!

Can't you see something in this scene?

I came here to give two gifts, but I didn't seem to give them...

This... is completely different from what the Shao-mai master thinks.

Isn't it said that after these two gifts are sent out, these demon envoys outside Fangcunshan will be detached from Fangcunshan and admire the Tiger Clan?

Why do I feel now that these demon clan missions can't wait to rush to Fangcun Mountain!

This...how can I explain this to the Master of the Young Vessel!

Just when the tiger demon was worried, on Fangcun Mountain, Chen Luo glanced at the places where the wisdom flowers took root, frowning slightly.

Is this Buddhist door reaching out to the Southern Wilderness?

"Ahem..." The tiger demon finally had a plan in his mind and said, "Master Fangcun, my young master only gave me these two gifts. Now that the old slave has been delivered, I will return to my life. But Please also ask the mountain master to travel conveniently and give a token, so that the old slave can go back to do business!"

No matter what, go back and report to the young master truthfully.

It doesn't have much to do with me anyway, it's just that this Fangcun Mountain Master doesn't play cards according to common sense.

Chen Luo heard the words, his heart moved, and he said with a smile: "Naturally! Naturally."

"Your young master treats me with courtesy, and I can't be rude."

"There is a poem in the human race that I like very much. I will write it down and give it back to your young master."

The tiger demon frowned instinctively and wanted to refuse. After all, the Yihu family did not like the human race, and they avoided human poetry. But after thinking about it, this Bai Ze got a great reputation in a short period of time because of the eccentricity of the heavens, and the rebate of his poems is also being cleaned up, so he nodded and said respectfully, "It's hard work, the mountain master."

"It's not hard!" Chen Luo smiled lightly, and with a wave of his hand, a desk flew out of the storage order and landed in front of him.

Chen Luo picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and started writing. Bai Qingqing and Shi Man'er were curious and came together.

Shi Man'er watched Chen Luo write and read it out, but the more he read, the weirder his face became.

"Pengmen did not know Qiluoxiang, and planned to ask a good matchmaker to help himself."

"Who loves a romantic and high-profile style, and shares the pity of the times and the frugal dressing."

"Dare to use ten fingers to boast skillful needles, and don't draw long eyebrows."

"Bitterly hates pressing the gold thread every year to make wedding clothes for others."

After writing, Chen Luo rolled up the scroll, raised his hand and threw it to the tiger demon.

This tiger demon has never studied Yawen, but he just thinks that Chen Luo's poems are smooth and neat, and he looks like he respects the young master. Luo cupped his hands, turned around, and flew away from Fangcun Mountain with the blood cloud.

"Pfft..." Watching the tiger demon fly away, Bai Qingqing finally couldn't hold back and laughed. She looked at Chen Luo: "Sir, this poem by Luo Yin, a great scholar of the previous dynasty of the human race, was originally a work of compassion for women. It was written by you, but it was a mockery of the heart. Feng Liancheng would be angry when he saw this poem. I vomited blood."

Shi Man'er nodded: "Yeah. This time he wanted to learn from the human race's strategy of 'first rites and then soldiers', but he succeeded Brother Bai, isn't he just making wedding clothes for others?"

Chen Luo shook his head slightly with an expression of being wronged: "Oh, you don't understand."

"I really kindly reminded him to come..."

Bai Qingqing and Shi Man'er smiled at each other and nodded meaningfully.

Chen Luo sighed: How come no one believes the truth?

Am I that stingy?

……

Western Regions, Buddha Land.

On the top floor of the towering pagoda, the white-robed Bodhisattva who was talking to his disciples suddenly frowned and stopped teaching the scriptures.

The first disciple asked respectfully, "Master, what happened?"

White-robed Bodhisattva shook his head slightly: "There is a Wisdom Flower in the Southern Wilderness that has withered."

All the disciples looked puzzled, and the disciple who spoke before asked again: "The flower of wisdom does not grow undefeated. >

White-robed Bodhisattva closed his eyes slightly, and felt even more confused on his face.

"That is one of the eighty-one wisdom flowers that I gathered when I got a great insight and was promoted to the Bodhisattva state."

"This seat can sense that withering is not the collapse of power, but the elimination of Buddhist scriptures."

When the disciples heard the words, their expressions were solemn.

"Nanhuang is all about blood. Could it be someone from Confucianism or Taoism who took the shot?" the eldest disciple asked again.

White-robed Bodhisattva shook his head: "It's too far away from Nanhuang, the way of heaven is unknown, and the deity can't sense more."

The eldest disciple thought for a while, then got up and put his hands together and said, "Would you like the disciple to go to the Southern Wilderness and find out about this matter?"

Bodhisattva in white looked at the eldest disciple, hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his head: "No need!"

"The ancient evil Buddha's hidden sect is increasingly rampant, disrupting my lotus field; the previous assassination of Daxuan Chenluo also made the church more alert to my Buddhist sect, and now there are ghosts and chaos everywhere."

"Furthermore, the Buddhist avenue has been trembling frequently recently, and the joint efforts of several great Bodhisattvas have not found the root cause."

"This is the eventful season for my Buddhist school. It is better to be quiet than to move. It must be someone from Confucianism and Taoism who traveled to the Southern Wilderness and pulled out one of my wisdom flowers."

"There is no need to mobilize people."

"Nanhuang is not without my Buddhist disciples. If there is a chance, let them assist in the investigation."

The eldest disciple nodded when he heard the words: "Follow the master's instructions."

White-robed Bodhisattva smiled lightly: "Okay, don't be distracted, I will continue to decipher the scriptures with you."

"The higher the rank, the better my Buddha's ability to deal with crises."

"Yes!"

As a result, on the top floor of the Buddha Pagoda, the voice of the white-robed Bodhisattva preached the scriptures again.

He didn't know what he missed...

……

Fangcun Mountain.

After experiencing the turmoil of the tiger demon giving gifts, Chen Luo asked Mastiff Lingling to welcome all the demon envoys who had already arrived at the foot of Fangcun Mountain into Fangcun Mountain, waiting for the start of the Fangcun Conference.

"Young Master, there are 24 diplomatic missions in the mountains at the moment. This is the list." Mastiff Lingling handed the list to Chen Luo and said, "It's just some small clans and weak clans. There is no strong family."

"Nanhuang has always regarded the moment when the sun and the moon meet as the most important moment, and the real big clan will come at that time." Shi Man'er explained casually, and then moved closer to Chen Luo, "Brother Bai, this time My second uncle leads the team. My second uncle has the most face, the kind of strange essay you wrote to the Leopard Clan before, can you give me a piece of Junji as well?"

"Think beautiful!" Before Chen Luo could answer, a delicate voice sounded, and then a figure shot in directly from outside the door, rushing directly into Chen Luo's arms.

A warm fragrance and a warm jade embrace.

The soft body pressed against Chen Luo, smelled **** Chen Luo's body, and said with satisfaction: "My Langjun is the most fragrant."

Chen Luo "picked" the person in his arms without a trace and said with a smile, "I'm back, Xiangxiang."

The person here is none other than She Xiangxiang who returned to Yuyuan Country.

She Xiangxiang didn't twist, and as soon as she turned around, she sat directly on Chen Luo's lap, wrapping her hands around Chen Luo's neck, and said with a smile, "I'm back. Did Lang Jun miss me?"

Chen Luo smiled embarrassingly, but She Xiangxiang didn't ask any further questions, and continued: "My brother, my mother, and I have all talked about you in detail, and they decided to worship you as the national teacher of Yuyuan Kingdom!"

"However, my brother doesn't have time to serve the teacher, so my sister will do it for me."

Chen Luo automatically blocked She Xiangxiang's last sentence and nodded to She Xiangxiang: "Thank you."

With the support of Yuyuan Kingdom, for Fang Cunshan, it is equivalent to having another important weight.

"It's just..." She Xiangxiang let go of her hand and said hesitantly, "To tell the truth, the relationship between the human race and the snake python family has never been very good."

"So it is very difficult for this matter to be implemented and recognized in Yuyuan. This time it was my mother who came forward in person and suppressed the opinions of the clan elders and the important ministers of the country."

"My mother said that as long as Lang Jun can write a bizarre article targeting my 'snake and python family' as soon as possible, these resistances will be eliminated... Nujia... Nujia has caused you trouble..."

Shi Man'er looked at She Xiangxiang, who looked pity in the spring breeze and rain, and took a sip of wine depressedly.

The ancestors of the monkeys, how do the apes and monkeys grow, and each one is beautiful with hair. The snake family can't learn the soft knife of beauty!

Gloomy!

Chen Luo looked at She Xiangxiang and suddenly smiled: "Is the last sentence your own opinion?"

"Hey!" She Xiangxiang was stunned for a moment, then put away her grievance and stuck out her tongue playfully, "Langjun is so smart, you can see through it at a glance."

"It's just that things do exist."

Chen Luo nodded and patted She Xiangxiang on the back~IndoMTL.com~ She Xiangxiang stood up.

Chen Luo picked up the pen and wrote three words, and handed it to She Xiangxiang: "I will not hide from you, there is an article in the conception, once the conception is perfect, I will write it out."

She Xiangxiang saw the three words written by Chen Luo, and her eyes suddenly lit up - "The Legend of the White Snake"!

Send it! This is a biography, and as soon as I hear it, I know that it is much longer than the short stories written by those foxes.

"White snake? Could it be the ancestor demon of Bai Jin?" She Xiangxiang murmured.

"I don't have a clue yet, so..." Chen Luo added quickly, but She Xiangxiang didn't seem to hear it at all, so she said sweetly: "Lang Jun slowly think about it, I can wait, thank you Lang Jun!" /

After speaking, he suddenly leaned down and kissed Chen Luo's face, turned around and ran out happily.

Chen Luo looked at Shi Man'er with some embarrassment, Shi Man'er sighed.

"That... Brother Bai, do you mind if the hair is longer?"

"Actually, it sounds soft to the touch..."