Chapter 3652

They looked at the mysterious fox anxiously and fearfully, and sometimes they kept turning their heads to Li Yundong.

Zhou Qin said eagerly, "master, what should I do?"

Su Chan is Li Yundong's weakness and life gate. When these things are not involved, Li Yundong is an invincible Ming king who can't move by the eight winds. But once Su Chan is involved, it will be chaotic if it is related to himself, and Li Yundong will change from a God to a person.

Li Yundong clenched his fists and almost broke his steel teeth in his mouth. There was a crazy voice in his heart shouting desperately: "what should I do? What should I do?"

His reason told him: you should go down and stop the mysterious fox from killing more sins!

But Li Yundong looked at the secret of heaven. As soon as xuanhu threw his foot and raised his hand, it was clear that it was the little girl's voice, face, words and behavior. Where could he do it?

One side is justice and the other is private affairs. There is no more painful thing in the world!

At this time, the practitioners of Chinese and Japanese factions had been killed by Tianji xuanhu, and the blood flowed into the field. Fakong, a monk of Xiyuan temple, rushed to the abbot guru Puren and said in fear and anxiety: "master, master, master Tao Xiaomo, go quickly and let the disciples stop Tianji xuanhu!"

Although Pu Ren was greatly changed, he was not flustered. He just looked at the scenes of killing around him with compassion. He put his hands together and said in a pathetic voice: "go? If the evil devil's crooked way has become the right way, although the world is big, where can I go?"

Fakong was very anxious and said, "master, we Xiyuan temple can't live without you! If you die, the 800 year old temple incense of Xiyuan temple will be cut off!"

Pu Jen laughed and said with emotion, "is the 800 year old incense in Xiyuan Temple because of my existence? It is the so-called Bodhi has no trees, and the mirror is not a platform. There is nothing in the beginning. Where does it cause dust“

Fakong didn't have such a realm as Puren. Seeing that his master was still in the mood to recite Buddhist poems and this wedge language poem of the sixth ancestor Huineng, he couldn't help being anxious like an ant on a hot pot. He squatted down and wanted to recite Puren: "master, when is it time, you still say Zen? Hurry up, we can't live without you in Xiyuan temple!"

But fakong forced his back, but felt that Puren's whole body was as heavy as a mountain. Although he was a famous Hercules in Xiyuan temple, he could force his back, but Puren remained motionless.

Pu Ren shook his head, sighed and said to fakong, "fakong, I usually say you don't have enough understanding and it's difficult to inherit my mantle!"