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

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

Shameless!

Killing is nothing but nodding your head, how dare you ask this question!

Can't you see something in this scene?

I obviously came here to give two gifts, but it seems that I didn't send them...

This... is completely different from what Master Shaomai thought.

Didn't it be said that after these two gifts are given out, these demon missionaries outside Fangcun Mountain will be alienated from Fangcun Mountain and admire the Tiger Clan?

Why does it feel like this group of demon missionaries can't wait to pounce on Fangcun Mountain!

This... how to explain to Master Shaomai this time around!

Just when the tiger demon was full of worries, on Fangcun Mountain, Chen Luo glanced at the places where the wisdom flowers took root, and frowned slightly.

This buddhist gate has extended its hand to the southern wilderness?

"Ahem..." The tiger demon finally had a plan in mind, and said, "Master Fangcun, my young master only gave me these two gifts. Now the old slave has delivered all of them, so I will go back and return to my life. But I also ask the owner of the mountain to make it easier and give me a token so that the old slave can go back to work!"

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

Anyway, it doesn't have much to do with me, it's really because the owner of Fangcun Mountain doesn't play cards according to common sense.

Chen Luowen, his heart moved, he smiled and said: "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 with my own hand and give it back to your young master."

The tiger demon frowned instinctively, and wanted to decline, after all, Yihu didn't like the human race, and also avoided human poetry. But after thinking about it, this Bai Ze has gained a great reputation in a short period of time because of the strange writings of heaven and earth, and the rewards for his writing poems are also being cleaned up, so he nodded and said respectfully: "Thank you, Mountain Master."

"No hard work!" 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 wrote. Bai Qingqing and Shi Man'er were curious, so they also joined together.

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

"Pengmen didn't know Qi Luoxiang, so I planned to ask a good matchmaker to hurt myself."

"Whoever loves to be romantic and high-style will pity the world and make up with frugality."

"Dare to praise the skill of the ten fingers, and don't make the eyebrows longer."

"I bitterly hate pressing the gold thread every year to make wedding clothes for others."

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

This tiger demon has never studied Yawen before, but he felt that Chen Luo's poems were well-balanced and neatly written, and he seemed to respect the young master very much. Luo arched his hands, and as soon as he turned around, he drove the blood cloud and flew away from Fangcun Mountain.

"Pfft..." Seeing the tiger demon flying away, Bai Qingqing finally couldn't hold back and burst out laughing. She looked at Chen Luo: "My lord, this poem written by Luo Yin, a former great scholar of the human race, was originally a kind work of pity for women. It was written by you, but it seems to be a mockery of the heart. Feng Liancheng will probably be angry when he sees this poem. He vomited blood."

Shi Man'er nodded: "That's right. This time he wanted to imitate the human race's strategy of 'beginning with etiquette before fighting', but in the end he succeeded, Brother Bai. Isn't it just to make 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..."

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

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

Am I that stingy?

…

The Western Regions, the land of Buddha.

On the top floor of the towering pagoda, the Bodhisattva in white who was teaching the Dharma to his disciples suddenly frowned and stopped speaking.

The disciple sitting at the first place respectfully asked: "Master, what happened?"

Bodhisattva in white shook his head slightly: "There is a flower of wisdom in Nanhuang, which withered."

All the disciples showed puzzled expressions, and the disciple who spoke before asked again: "The flower of wisdom is not invincible, but also has the cycle of life and death. The master is so emotional, is there something unusual?"

The Bodhisattva in white closed his eyes slightly, and felt for a moment, but his face was even more puzzled.

"That is one of the eighty-one wisdom flowers that I gathered when I was promoted to Bodhisattva realm."

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

When all the disciples heard this, they all looked solemn.

"Blood is the most important thing in Nanhuang. Could it be the masters of Confucianism or Taoism who made the move?" The big disciple asked again.

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

The eldest disciple thought about it, stood up and clasped his hands together and said, "Do you want me to go to the Southern Wilderness to find out this matter?"

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

"The ancient evil Buddha Yinzong is becoming more and more rampant, disturbing my lotus domain; the previous assassination of Daxuan Chen Luo also made the temple more alert to my Buddhist sect, and now the ghosts are everywhere."

"Besides, the Buddha Gate Avenue has been trembling frequently recently, and several great Bodhisattvas joined forces and failed to find the root cause."

"At this moment is the eventful autumn of my Buddhism, it is better to be quiet and not to move. Presumably it should be a master of Confucianism and Taoism who traveled to the southern wasteland and pulled out one of my wisdom flowers."

"There is no need to mobilize the crowd."

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

The eldest disciple heard this and nodded: "I would like to follow the master's instructions."

The Bodhisattva in white smiled lightly: "Okay, don't be distracted, I will continue to analyze the scriptures with you."

"One more level, my Buddhist sect will be more capable of dealing with crises."

"Yes!"

Therefore, on the top floor of the pagoda, the voice of the white-clothed Bodhisattva preaching scriptures sounded again.

He doesn't know what he missed...

…

Square inch mountain.

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

"My lord, there are twenty-four missions entering the mountain now. This is the list." Mastiff Lingling handed the list to Chen Luo, and said, "It's just that they are all small and weak. There is no strong family."

"Southern Wilderness always regards the moment when the sun and the moon meet as the most important, and the real big clans will come at that time." Shi Man'er explained casually, and then moved closer to Chen Luo, "Brother Bai, this time It was my second uncle who led the team. My second uncle's monkey is the most respectful, so can you write an article for me, Jun Ji, about the strange article you wrote for the Leopard Clan?"

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

His arms full of fragrance and warmth.

The soft body leaned against Chen Luo, smelled Chen Luo's body forcefully, and said with satisfaction: "My husband is still the most fragrant."

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

The person who came was none other than She Xiangxiang who had returned to Yuyuan Kingdom.

She Xiangxiang didn't hesitate, turned around, and sat directly on Chen Luo's lap, wrapped her hands around Chen Luo's neck, and said with a smile, "I'm back. Do you miss me?"

Chen Luo smiled awkwardly, and She Xiangxiang didn't ask any further questions, and continued: "I, my elder brother and my mother have all told about you in detail, Mr. Lang, and they decided to worship you as the national teacher of Yuyuan Kingdom as well!"

"However, my elder brother doesn't have time to serve the teacher, so my younger 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 gaining another important weight.

"It's just..." She Xiangxiang let go of her hand and said hesitantly, "To tell you the truth, the relationship between the human race and the snake and python clan 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 to suppress the opinions of the elders of the clan and the important ministers of the country."

"My mother said that as long as Mr. Lang can write a strange article against my "snake and python clan" as soon as possible, these resistances will be eliminated...Nujia...I have caused you trouble..."

Shi Man'er looked at She Xiangxiang, who looked so pitiful in the spring breeze and rain, and gulped down a gulp of wine depressedly.

The ancestors of the monkeys, the apes and monkeys all grew up with hair as their beauty. Beauty like the snakes can't learn it with soft knives!

Depressed!

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

"Hey!" She Xiangxiang was taken aback for a moment, then put away her grievance, and stuck out her tongue playfully, "Mr. Lang is so smart, he can see through it at a glance."

"It's just that things really exist."

Chen Luo nodded, and patted She Xiangxiang on the back, and She Xiangxiang stood up.

Chen Luo picked up the pen and wrote down three words, and handed it to She Xiangxiang: "I won't hide it from you, I have an article I'm thinking about, and once the idea is perfect, I will write it."

When She Xiangxiang saw the three words written by Chen Luo ~IndoMTL.com~, her eyes lit up - "Legend of the White Snake"!

Come on! This is a biography, and you can tell it as soon as you listen to it. It is much longer than those short stories written by those foxes.

"White snake? Is it the white ancestral demon?" She Xiangxiang murmured.

"I don't have a clue yet, so..." Chen Luo quickly added, but She Xiangxiang didn't seem to listen at all, so she said sweetly: "Mr. /

After speaking, he suddenly bent down and kissed Chen Luo on the face, turned around and ran out happily.

Chen Luo looked at Shi Man'er in embarrassment, and Shi Man'er sighed.

"Well...Brother Bai, do you mind if you have longer hair?"

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

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