Immortal Voices Chapter 940: Return

After Rong Xian left Wuxinzong, she turned her head and headed towards Niehai Bodhi Mountain.

Buddha in Bodhi Mountain, the ruthless Buddha is conscientiously wiping the golden body of the Buddha statue. He has no dust in his eyes, smiling at the corners of his mouth, and his every move has an impenetrable and knowing Zen intent.

At this moment, he heard a melodious piano sound, the rhyme of the piano was crisp and sweet, and it was endless.

Fuzi: This seems to be my snatched violin.

His temples are jumping up and down, and there is always an ominous premonition.

After waiting for a while, Fozi still couldn't hold back, and quickly left the temple and headed towards Qin Yin, and then he saw Rong Xian who was sitting on the beach playing the Qin.

There was a throb in the Buddha's heart, he walked slowly to Rong Xian, and calmly said: "Amitabha, long time no see, your Majesty, don't come here without any problems?"

Rong Xian supported her cheek with one hand, plucking one hand on the strings, and replied casually: "Does the little monk look at me with a sad face?"

The Buddha bit his scalp and asked: "It is a happy event that your majesty has just returned. Rong's internal worries have been cleaned up by your majesty's hands. The little monk can't think of what your Majesty can worry about."

The evil star just returned intact and did not know where it came from. The story of Rongguo's Red Sea strange treasure has been spread, and it was Emperor Xu that the first thief who rebelled was beheaded by some means.

But the point is not how Emperor Xu's methods are, but the servant has already gone back, why didn't he stay in Rongguo to deal with the affairs of the country, and instead came to West Antarctica.

Fozi always felt that things were not quite right. After all, the West Antarctica has not been peaceful in recent years. I only hope that Emperor Xu is not here to make trouble.

At this time, he heard Rong Xian sigh lightly, with an affectionate tone and a hatred of iron and steel: "I have no choice but to come to West Antarctica. This is not my place, and I am not used to staying. But my teacher is here, and he has caused a little misfortune. I have to come here to clean up the mess."

Buddha: "...Huh? Teacher?"

He seems to have never heard of Emperor Xu having a teacher, who is this teacher referring to the ministers of Rongguo or who?

Buddha's heart felt like a cat's paw was scratching.

He pondered: "Your Majesty is here to seek help from the Buddha?"

Rong Xian nodded, and said sincerely: "This matter must be resolved, and it must be the Buddha."

Fozi thought for a while and felt that Emperor Rong Guoxu's favor was also worthwhile, but he did not take it all in. Who knows what a big hole Emperor Xu will throw at him.

"Your Majesty, if you are willing, you might as well talk about it first." The Buddha said cautiously.

Rong Xian sat up straight, pressed his hands on the piano, and answered the question in an ethereal tone: "I heard that your house has a mirror."

Buddha's mind was startled: "It's not our house, it's the little monk sect. There are many mirrors in the sect. I don't know which one your majesty is talking about?"

The word ‘mirror’ is so sensitive that he has to be vigilant.

Seeing his cautious appearance, Rong Xian moved his eyebrows slightly, and sighed slightly: "At this time I believe that the teacher still loves me very much."

Otherwise, why would you give her such a valuable thing.

Of course, the transfer of firepower is also incidental.

Fuzi asked a question mark on his forehead, feeling that he couldn't spit out a sigh of breath in his chest.

Is this the so-called ‘angry’?

Amitabha, he was teased by Emperor Xu again.

The problem is that he can't calm down. Anyone who talks to Emperor Xu like this will be **** off.

Emperor Xu is really too difficult to communicate. When talking about it, the next sentence has no cause and effect. The next sentence becomes the other when I say this. Unless she is willing, you don't even know what she wants to say at all.

Buddha took a deep breath and conceded: "What the **** does your majesty want to say?" If anything happens, just say something!

Rong Xian Congshenru said: "The teacher gave me a gift, which is said to be a Buddhist mirror. Since the Buddha said that you have many mirrors in the Buddhist temple, I would probably not care about this one, right."

Buddha has a bad premonition: "What is the name of the mirror?"

Rong Xian smiled implicitly and shyly, and replied crisply: "No phase."

Buddha's eyes are black, and he is really hammered. It is their treasure of the town.

This thing will actually be in the hands of Emperor Xu!

He barely smiled and asked tentatively: "The mirrorless mirror is a thing of my Buddhism school. I wonder if your Majesty Xu can return it?"

Rong Xian gave him a surprised look: "What nonsense are you talking about, this mirrorless mirror is a treasure given to me by the teacher, it is my thing. When you touch your mouth, I will return to Buddhism, dreaming."

Buddha: "..." Although he guessed that he might not get the mirror, he didn't expect Emperor Xu to speak so harshly.

The Buddha quickly turned the beads on his neck, looked down and thought, and said, "Your Majesty has the conditions? As long as you don't violate the Buddhist laws and precepts, Buddhism will do your best to help, as long as your Majesty keeps the mirrorless Next."

Rong Xian glanced over his face, and it was time to speak in a leisurely manner: "I am Emperor Rong Guoxu, one of the most powerful people in the world. It’s near, when you really need help, you only need to #姗姗来迟# for a while. Don’t try your best to help."

She asked suspiciously: "So who gave you the confidence that your Buddhist school can help me?"

Buddha: Such a person who doesn't get in is really itchy.

"What the **** does your majesty come here today?" The Buddha sighed and asked helplessly.

As for turning your face? He really didn't have the confidence, as long as it was from the Buddhist school, no one could compare to Emperor Xu's madness.

"Didn't I tell you? The teacher gave me a mirror. I think this mirror is pleasing to the eye. I'm here to tell you." Rong Xian looked at the space behind the Buddha with seemingly nothing. Domineering and even unreasonable, "This is my teacher's mind. Since the mirror is already mine, don't think about going back. As for the teacher..."

She confidently said: "If you have the ability to convince him, let him find me to take back Wuxiangjing. Oh, yes, my teacher is the Wuxin sect master you have been hunting down recently. He is my profession. My teacher is also my teacher in Xiaoqianjie."

After habitually pitting Ji Shu, Rong Xian remembered that she had a good time with Ji Shu this time, and Ji Shu gave her a gift.

So Rong Xian picked up #尊师重道# again and decided to give the teacher an amulet: "After you know who he is, you should have a sense of measure when you start. I don't think you will deliberately beat my teacher to death or It's the one who angered me, right?" Rong Xian's eyebrows are not sharp at all.

But Buddha would not think that this person was just talking, think about the three kingdoms of Zhao, Jiang, and Jin, and think about the aristocratic families who are being destroyed...

"Emperor Xu, this is the Western Polar Continent. You are standing on our boundary and threatening us." In the void, Master Wu Gu couldn't help standing up.

Rong Xian's face sank, and said coldly: "Threat? If my two deceased were not here, I would have sent troops to the West Antarctica, where would it be your turn to bargain."

She sighed in a toneless tone: "The sky has no eyes—" I always give you these unpleasant ways to survive.

Sky:? ?