The Urban Successor of God of Gluttony Chapter 431: Whose dog is not watching tightly

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The person who questioned Yang Zhenling was a monk, with fat and fat ears, wearing a chest-covered monk's gown, holding a roasted gold scale in his hand, and the oily spots on the corners of his mouth that were not wiped off. The wine and meat monk is the leader. Oriental Novel Reading Network

Yang Zhenling was also puzzled. Wufeng Island had never been to a monk, but the monk dared to question him in public. He whispered to the fellow mates next to him, his identity.

After learning the identity of the monk, Yang Zhenling couldn’t help but feel big. If this monk was just a normal outsider, he was just another VIP invited by his head. He questioned that Yang Zhenling had to be the one Going on.

"Master Wuwei, let's talk about it with facts! Since you questioned my unfair selection, how about this roasted golden scale made by the prize winner?" Yang Zhenling said with a low gesture.

"The smell of this roasted golden scales is very fragrant, but are the poor monks doing badly? The poor monk does not taste his roasted golden scales, the poor monk wants you to try my second!"

People who will question at this time, the traits are imaginable enhancements. This inactive monk, besides like to enhance his victories, has a very hot temper. When he fell to the ground, he stretched his hand and shook his hands. The roasted gold scales, which were not big, appeared in Yang Zhenling's unclosed mouth. inside.

The soft fish flesh, but it was hit with inner strength, squeezed into Yang Zhenling's mouth, and Yang Zhenling's teeth were sore.

Yang Zhenling's temper is no matter how good he is, being humiliated by the public in this way, his heart's anger has risen wildly. However, the visitor is a guest, and the inactive monk is also a valuable guest invited by the head. He can only suppress the rising anger.

I have to say that the roasted golden scales made by the fearless monk are very good, but Yang Zhenling just tasted it and spit it out.

"I have also tasted the roasted gold scales made by Wuwei Master. The taste is indeed not as good as my hand. If Wuwei Master is not willing to taste this roasted gold scale, then I don’t have to question my selection anymore." Yang Zhenling Road.

"After eating the roasted gold scales made by the poor monks, you can still say the same thing. What do you think the poor monks taste in the roasted gold scales in your hands?"

The Wuwei monk waved his hand, and the roasted golden scale made by Gu Zheng appeared in his hand. However, like a cleansing person, the inactive monk looked at the roasted gold scales made by Gu Zheng, and his face turned out to be disgusting and very difficult to talk about.

"Master Wuwei, since you have questioned, you should try it!"

"Yes, don’t just dare to question, but don’t even dare to taste what others have done. Do you suspect that others have been poisoned?"

"Master Wuwei, try it quickly! I think he must make less delicious food than you do!"

In the enthusiasm of the audience, the inactive monk finally bit the roasted golden scales made by Gu Zheng.

Although the roasted gold scales are a bit cold, the monk's eyes widened just after a sip.

The skin of the fish is grilled very special, with some slight burnt, some slight squeezing, it is reasonable to say that the skin of the fish is grilled like this, the fish meat should be dried a bit, but the fish meat is not worth the monk's mouth. Dry, even the right gravy flows out!

After a bite of fish, I only had a full mouthful of fresh fragrance. The fear of the fearless monk’s face was gone. He became like a wolf. It was so clean that he even put the skeleton of the fish in the mouth for a long time.

"Hang!"

A boo suddenly all around.

"It’s like not being convinced, but it’s actually another matter."

"Originally questioning people's cooking skills, they treat the roasted gold scales as shit, but how do they react when they eat it? That's enough!"

"Okay, I thought it was lively, but now it seems that this is not the case for Master Wuwei."

Fearless of everyone’s comments, the fearless monk roared: "You know what a fart! In this grilled fish, Buddha eats the taste of "emptiness", what do you know about "emptiness"? Stop yelling here, Lord Buddha has no time to talk to you!"

After scolding the onlookers, the inactive monk immediately looked at Yang Zhenling, and his eyes became eager: "Boy, where is the man who made this grilled fish? The poor monk wants to see him!"

Yang Zhenling really didn’t want to take the fearless monk to see the ancient disputes, but he didn’t look like he was looking for trouble, so he nodded awkwardly.

After Yang Zhenling and the Wuwei monk left, the stunned people began to discuss again.

"Do any of you know what emptiness is?"

"I don’t know!"

"I understand a little."

"Since you know a little bit, tell us about it!"

"The so-called emptiness does not mean that the things that exist suddenly become non-existent, but that the existence of everything is selfless and has no immortal entity, so emptiness is the reality. The Buddha said that'the existence of matter is like a bubble, the feeling is like a blister, the appearance is like a blaze, the intended behavior is like a plantain, and the recognition is like a phantom.' Only by leaving the false and illusory cognition can one realize the emptiness of birth and death. "

"Still don't understand, can you make it simpler?"

"The emptiness is the nature, the body, and the essence of space, and the heart is also everywhere! It is everywhere, subtle and colorless, as empty as water, can not be seen, not born, not destroyed, not increased, not reduced, everything Void is the foundation of all things, the foundation of all sentient beings' enlightenment, and the foundation of Buddha's divine power and wisdom. The emptiness is like water, the one who can get in, all knowing, and being right."

"Vacancy is the name of Buddha, which is abbreviated as Void, or Buddha, First Righteousness, Nirvana, Yuanjue, Void, Vacuum, Truth, Essence, Truth, Dharma, Self, Nature, Mind, Rulai Tibet. , Bodhi, Tai Chi and other names, although there are many different names, the reality is the same, the legal world is the same!"

"After saying so much, you may still not understand, but you should hear what I said lastly, many names of emptiness, there is a name called Tai Chi! What does Tai Chi stand for, you and I are both cultivators, I don’t need to say anything more?”

"The manifestation of Taiji Dao!"

"You mean, Wuwei monk is eating roasted gold scales and feels like a Tao?"

"It seems like this!"

"This is really nonsense! How do you feel when you eat a grilled fish? How bad is he? How bad is he with the Buddha?"

"This monk is crazy, let's not worry about him, drink as you drink, dance as you dance!"

The contempt of the practitioners, beside the largest campfire, the originally stopped musical instrument played again, and the island girls sang and jumped hand in hand again.

When Yang Zhenling passed the Wuwei monk, Gu Zheng was savoring the roasted golden scales and drinking coconut milk. As for meowing, she has eaten a lot of roasted gold scales. The other three dishes are waiting for Yang Zhenling, so Guzheng won't let her touch it. She feels that it is more painful to stay here.

"It's really embarrassing to let Gu Daoyou wait for a long time."

People are still approaching, and Yang Zhenling opens his mouth apologetically.

"What happened, how did it go for so long?"

Guzheng received the prize from Yang Zhenling, and looked at his embarrassed inaction monk.

"This is the case, because the poor monk questioned the prize's attribution, so a little time was wasted. Now the poor monk's roasted gold scales for the donor are already convinced by the mouth!"

Yang Zhenling, the Wuwei monk, gave an answer, and his eyes were the kitchen utensils that had swept through the ancient controversy many times, and his eyes were always surprised.

"If the poor monk remembers correctly, this set of fairy utensils originally belonged to the Kunlun School. During the Kunlun Festival some time ago, the head of the Emei School was betting on the ancient bet to win. Called Gu Dao You, could you be the leader of the Emei School?" Wuwei monk.

In addition to questioning the attribution of the prizes, Gu Zheng originally had no affection for Wuwei monk!

First of all, this person looked like a monk of wine and flesh. For the monk who entered the Buddha's door, he was also new and did not abide by the rules and regulations. Gu Zheng has always hated it. But there is no piety at all.

Secondly, Buddhism belongs to Western religion, and Emei, where the ancient dispute was located, belongs to native Taoism. Although ancient dispute is not a prejudice to Buddhism, it is also a bit resistant in the eyes.

"Yes, I am the ancient contender in charge of Emei. Which monk in the temple is the monk?" Gu Zheng said lightly.

"Amitabha, the poor monk comes from the Prajna Temple, and the law is nothing."

"Pan Ruo Temple?"

Guzheng frowned slightly.

Pan Ruo Temple’s position in the Buddhist gate is like the Kunlun in the Taoist cultivating world. This ineffective monk has never heard of his law number, but can only remember this law number because of his master, his master law The trumpet is empty, and it is one of the three masters of Buddhism.

"Yes, Prajna Monastery, the ancient head should have heard it?" Wuwei proudly said.

"Have heard."

Gu Zheng is only a faint sentence. After closing his eyes, he doesn’t want to talk to Wu Wei anymore.

"Gu Daoyou, what about Meow Meow Girl?" Yang Zhenling asked.

"She has gone to play, it is estimated that she will come back soon, and when she comes back, we can start."

"I hope that the Meow Meow girl will come back soon. I can’t wait to get started. Good things go away!"

"Gu, the master, what are you covered in these plates, should they be delicious? I wonder if the poor monks can also taste them?"

The unreasonableness of Gu Zheng makes Wu Wei's monk's face not good-looking. After biting his teeth, he finally spoke out his status.

"Since I claim to be a poor monk, I don’t invite monks to taste these things, we will start soon, monks, you are free!"

"You,"

In the face of the euphemism and direct irony of the ancient controversy, there is a moment of inaction.

"I originally wanted to taste whether the food made by the ancient head still has a taste of emptiness, but now it seems that people who are not polite like the ancient head have made food with a taste of emptiness It’s just a fluke.” The monk Wuwei shook his head.

Guzheng understands what emptiness is, and he is also a bit surprised. With the Wuxi monk’s five-layer later cultivation practice, he could have such a deep meaning! But the accident was unexpected. He still didn't want to have too much communication with Wuwei monk.

The Wuwei monk thought that he said so, and Gu Zheng will definitely say something! As long as Gu Zheng said, everything still had a turning point, but he did not expect Gu Zheng not only did not say anything to him, but instead talked to Yang Zhenling and laughed, which made his face instantly ugly. Heart's anger over ancient contention has also reached a critical point.

"Gu Zhangzhang must be a guest of another VIP room? I want to know, how can Gu Zhangzhang actually live in VIP Room 1? I want to exchange rooms with Gu Zhangzun, no Do you know if the ancient leader is willing?" Wuwei monk provoked.

"The VIP room is determined by the head of my Tianxin school. How can the VIP be exchanged privately?"

Yang Zhenling frowned. He was already very upset with this inaction monk.

"Boy, there is no part of you talking here. If you don't want to go to the sea to take a shower, you should shut up the poor monk!" Wuwei monk roared.

The VIP room opposite the Guzheng room, no matter the thickness of the tree, or the size and construction height of the room, seems to be inferior to that of Guzheng. Regarding this point, Gu Zhengxin actually felt that the two VIP rooms were right or wrong, but whoever wanted to live there did not even think about it.

"I don't need you to take care of me. As for the room replacement, I naturally would be one hundred unwilling. I advise you to take advantage of my lack of anger and how far I have to go!"

Gu Zheng’s voice is still bland, as if it is common in the family, and his lukewarmness ultimately makes the raging monk unable to bear his anger.

"It's really rampant enough! I heard that you like to bet, and sent a lot of things in Kunlun to send dragon battle squares, but today you have the courage to make a bet with the poor monk? Who lives in VIP Room No. 1, let the bet win or lose talk!"

The Wuwei monk roared at the ancient fight with a nearly roaring voice.

"Whose dog is not fastened? Barking and killing meat again!"

Meow's voice suddenly sounded, and her figure ran towards here.

I was scolded for being a dog, and I said I was going to kill the meat. The inactive monk was really angry! Originally, he looked at Meow Meow as a little girl, and thought of not knowing her generally, but when he looked closely, his brow furrowed.

"I didn't expect it! The head of the Emei, who was in fact the same as a goblin, didn't know what the world's right way would look like if this matter spreads!"

The inactive monk looked at Gu Zheng and Meow sneered.

"What are you talking about?"

Miao Miao burst into hair suddenly, her fingernails lengthened sharply, and she put on a fighting stance. If Gu Zheng did not reach out to stop, she was afraid that she would have rushed out.

"What's the matter? Want to fight me again? Come on! Lord Buddha, I'm just demon demon today!"

Wuwei monk Conghuai brought out a bowl, which has always been a turbulent ancient battle, and finally showed anger, which made him feel a little euphoria.

"The Bodhisattva has green-haired lions, the Sakyamuni bodhisattva has six-tooth white elephants, and the Buddha recognizes peacocks as mothers! In your eyes, are the green-haired lions, six-tooth white elephants, and Peacock King Ming Bodhisattva, are all fairies ?Are your Bodhisattva Buddha also consorting with goblins?" Gu Zheng said coldly.

"Reckless!"

The inactive monk shouted: "Can the Buddha Buddha be like your ordinary mortal son? The blue-haired lion and the six-tooth white elephant can stay beside the bodhisattva, which shows that they already have the Buddha nature! Peacock can be sealed as a Buddha , Can become the Peacock King Ming Bodhisattva, which is also a symbol of Buddha's nature! And the fairy next to you, I see from its eyes, only violent!"

"She's violent? What's the matter with her violent? She is also violent to her!"

Guzheng stood up and said one by one: "I allow you to reorganize your speech and apologize to Miao Miao for what you just said!"

"Apology, let me apologize to a goblin? Are you sure you are still a normal person?" Wuwei monk laughed.

"No apology, right? Then tear his mouth!"

Guzheng shouted loudly, and the meow that had been waiting for it immediately turned into a residual image.

The monk of Wuwei instantly opened his eyes. He thought that Meow is a kind of goblin that can be transformed in advance without any deep cultivation practice! But he didn't expect that Miao Miao is a goblin who completely relies on his strength, and just a residual image has made him understand what kind of gap between him and Miao Miao!

The Wuwei monk dare to clamor, and it’s not that he didn’t rely on it at all. The Wujin bowl in his hand was a level fairy. He also used this fairy to kill a spirit monster of earth monster level. It is equivalent to the strength of the Immortal Cultivator in refining refined gas. Of course, there is no immortal artifact in the Buddhist gates. The immortal artifacts in their hands are all called Buddha artifacts, and the level of judgment is the same as the immortal artifact.

The Wujin bowl is very powerful, but no matter how powerful the fairy is, it needs to be able to exert its power.

Don’t use the Wujin bowl~IndoMTL.com~The inactive monk doesn’t know yet. In fact, when Miao Miao left, she used the demon method to seal the Wujin bowl. Therefore, when the Wuwei monk was preparing to use the Wujin bowl of supernatural powers, he discovered that the Wujin bowl was a little uncontrolled.

"Ah!"

The screaming sounded almost at the same time that the Wujin bowl was not controlled, and the inactive monk was shocked at the same time, the two claw winds attacked his face from different directions, and the corners of his mouth suddenly bleed.

The mouth of the Wuwei monk is cracked, and according to the ancient argument, Miao Miao tears the mouth of the Wuwei monk, and then closes his hand and stops attacking.

"Okay, great!"

Wuwei monk's voice trembles, and when he speaks, his torn lips make his mouth look very big, and the blood dripping continuously looks terrifying.

"Tell you, please don’t provoke me again, or next time, it’s not just your mouth that tears!"

Guzheng sat down again, and his voice was calm again.

"Let's wait and see!"

The Wuwei monk didn’t say anything. He dropped a harsh word and turned away.

From the conflict to the end, it didn’t take much time. By the nearby campfire, although some people stood up and watched, no one came to join in the excitement. After the monk left, the scene was left. Gu Zheng, Miao Miao and Yang Zhenling were three.

Miao Miao's body turned out to be a spirit beast! Put away the shocking Yang Zhenling, and solemnly said: "Gu Daoyou rest assured, I will never say something that should not be said."

"Eating fish."

The ancient controversy said lightly and didn't say much.

Pan Ruo Temple’s apprentices of ancient monks dare to teach lessons, and he is not afraid of anyone’s objections or provocations about the status of Miao Miao!

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