Chapter 155

Tianlong Babu world, Shaolin Temple.

"Abbot, elder martial brother, younger martial brother, have you decided what to wear?" said the first Xuannan master of Dharma hall with an anxious face.

Half a column of incense has passed since the wanjielou notice. They haven't decided what monk clothes to wear.

"Don't worry, younger martial brother. Don't you see the abbot is designing?" the first Xuankong master of Luohan hall, although he looked a little anxious and his forehead was slightly sweating, he didn't urge abbot xuanci.

Is our Shaolin Temple easy?

If the abbot didn't run fast, they might not be able to get a valid Shaolin Temple secret script.

As a result, when forming the Shaolin Temple team, master Xuankong's face twitched at the thought of the number of 38.

You know, some Shaolin temples may not use the name Shaolin Temple, that is, there are nearly 50 Shaolin temples in total.

The auction looked even more magnificent, but he saw many strange creatures trading treasures in and out of Wanjie building.

Those strange creatures are probably legendary monsters.

It is said that it will take a hundred years for a monster to become a demon. How many treasures can he collect in a hundred years?

They don't know how many rare treasures to take out, how many Shaolin temples will attend such a grand auction?

Sixty? Eighty? Or a hundred?

Everyone wears a bald head and light yellow monk clothes, because to ensure the image of an eminent monk, his face should be serious and unsmiling.

If you don't look carefully, I'm afraid you can't find some differences between bald heads.

Master Xuankong was very worried about whether they would follow the team if they mixed in with the surging crowd of monks.

"Well, it is said in the eighth volume of sapadopini piposha that the clothes should not be painted with five colors of yellow, red, blue and black, but also have solid colors, such as yellow, blue, turmeric, Luosha, Qingdai and all green people. We choose light red, and design a gold ring with light golden light behind the monk's clothes." abbot xuanci regretted, "If time comes, we can print and engrave the portrait of Buddha on our backs. We must not have to worry about bumping into others."

"All right, hurry up." abbot xuanci's Qi is running quickly, and his needles and threads are flying. Soon a light red monk's suit has been made.

Behind the monk's robe, there is a light golden aperture.

"Call martial uncle, let's go." abbot xuanci said. This is the honorific title given to the floor sweeping monk after the four of them agreed.

The sweeping monk didn't refuse at that time, so they tacitly agreed.

"Amitabha." the sweeping monk appeared in front of the four people.

Looking at a string of black jade Buddha beads hanging around the sweeping monk's neck, I found his difference at first sight. It was obviously carved from a kind of precious jade and a real treasure of Buddhism.

"Is this the luxury in low-key?" abbot xuanci stared at the peaceful floor sweeping monk and said in his heart, "we're still a lot behind."

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"Haven't my Dragon Robe been made yet?" Zhao Ji, Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty, glared at the tailor below and said he was the best tailor in Tokyo, but for three days, he didn't even design a satisfactory Dragon Robe.

"Your Majesty, this hundred dragons competing for hegemony robe looks powerful and powerful. Each dragon is lifelike and suitable for your identity." Gao Qiu said cautiously.

Gao Qiu's flattery, I have to say, has been superb. Every time Zhao Ji, Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty, was angry and wanted to kill him, he easily resolved it.

Although his family and rights were confiscated by the emperor, his relationship with the emperor was still so close that no one dared to underestimate him in Tokyo.

"It's useless for a hundred dragons to compete for hegemony. I'm talking about new ideas. Do you understand?"

"It's new ideas, new ideas, distinctive designs and extraordinary clothes. Who stipulates that the emperor must wear robes with dragons, can't you change them?" Song Huizong said angrily.

"You know what? I'm going to meet dozens of emperors in minutes, and there are many emperors of the great song dynasty. I want to give people a new look and don't lose my domineering clothes. Do you understand?" Zhao Ji, Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty, shouted angrily.

"How about this red dress?" Gao Qiu didn't seem to feel the anger of Zhao Ji, Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty, and took out a red robe.

"Don't make me red or green clothes in the future, you know?" Zhao Ji, Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty, ordered.

The tailor kneeling on the ground nodded.

"Your Majesty, this nine sun shining jade robe is the last one." Gao Qiu took out the last white jade robe, which was surrounded by nine days, and glittered with gold.

"Well, that's it. If I collide with others, you'll all go away." Zhao Ji, Emperor Huizong of song, said rudely.

The tailor kowtowed repeatedly. Thanks a lot, but he didn't get killed. It was a fluke.

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Wanjie mall.

Yan Chixia looked at the monks passing by, light red, light blue, light purple and light cyan·······

There are almost every color, but the color is dim, and even some monk clothes have designed some strange patterns.

"These monks are really fancy." Yan Chixia admires the abbot of Shanyun Temple who she has known for a long time. Although the incense is strong, the monk's clothes are still traditional clothes.

In front of these monks, I don't know if they still believe in Buddhism?

Shanyun temple is about 20 miles away from lanruo temple and not far from lanruo temple, but the incense of the two are very different.

Lanruo temple is empty, and it is still a place that people fear.

In the past, lanruo temple was a large temple with a hundred miles around, where incense was at its peak and pilgrims gathered.

However, since the rumor of being haunted, the monks of lanruo Temple died and fled. The last group of monks all moved away from lanruo temple and reopened a Shanyun temple.

"Abbot Lingyuan is so clever. Why are you here alone? Isn't there anyone else in the temple with you?" Yan Chixia said happily. It's true that Cao Cao is coming.

"Nothing, my two younger martial brothers have gone wandering around." Abbot Lingyuan said insincerely.

"Abbot, where have you been? Let's find it for a while. There are so many monks here. You see, you've all dispersed." just after Abbot Lingyuan said that, two monks in light yellow ran out of the crowd.

"... monk Lingyuan.

"Go quickly. I heard that the Bodhidharma is coming, too. It's in the East." I don't know who roared in the crowd. I saw a large group of bald monks in light yellow clothes rush out of the crowd.

"Abbot, where are you?"

"Younger martial brother, are you there?"

"Abbot, elder martial brother, where are you?"

"Elder martial brother, I can't find you."

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In the turbulent crowd of monks, with Yan Chixia's cultivation, we can naturally find out the position of the three.

The three of them were surrounded by a group of monks in light yellow clothes and walked forward involuntarily.

If it wasn't for breath induction, Yan Chixia found that she couldn't find the figure of the three soon. She just felt that in front of her eyes, there were bright heads flashing in a yellow figure.

Yan Chixia, "·····"

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