Chapter 1987

"Mom, do you mean that you want me to go with you to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha?" Meng Ran's face muscles obviously twitched for a while, and his forehead was covered with dense black lines.

He passed the heixian Zun generation by generation and pushed the stars horizontally.

In front of the word "Tairan", the real dragon and Phoenix should bow their heads and lower their eyebrows, and the holy land of Xianzong is all eclipsed.

But

But now, his mother, a strong woman, even asked him to burn incense and worship Buddha?

Don't you want Meng ran to believe in those bald donkeys in Jiutian Buddha region?

"Why, you don't want to?" Song Shuling squinted at Aizi with a very unfriendly look.

Meng Ran's mouth corner a draw, a head hit dead in the heart of tofu have, want to cry without tears of groan

This funny scene makes Su Fangfei and Fang rubing happy. Both of them are laughing and can't help laughing.

"Madam, Xiaoran didn't say everything. He has already worshipped under the door of the illusory immortal sect? These people who practice immortals and ask questions are most taboo about asking for gods and worshipping Buddhas. Don't you make it difficult for them to ask for a monk to worship Buddha? "

Meng Chang'an is worthy of being a literati who has read poems and books. He has more or less some understanding of the school of cultivating Taoism.

As soon as he said this, Meng ran gave his father a thumbs up. He never felt that his father was so reliable in his life.

But who knows song Shuling is determined to let Aizi accompany him. When Qianshou is in a twist, fan Er, a strong woman, shouts: "well, if you don't want to worship Buddha with me, let her go to Yanjing with us."

His mother this rascal play, Meng ran had to repeatedly bitter smile.

Song Shuling turned her head and chuckled at Aizi's nose and said, "dear son, would you like to go to Yanjing to celebrate your grandfather's birthday or accompany my mother to go to the temple to burn incense. You can choose one yourself, mom, I didn't force you?"

Meng ran can be regarded as thoroughly aware of his mother's "cruel" means, no wonder his father, a scholar, was treated by his mother.

There's no choice? This is clearly a proposition

"Xiaoran, aunt Ling doesn't really want you to worship Buddha. She just wants you to accompany us. Who makes you make trouble all day? How can aunt Ling not worry about you? I've heard of Lingyun temple here in Lingzhou. I've been interviewed on TV many times. It's said that it works. "

"Frankly, isn't Aunt Ling worried about you? I would like to donate some incense money and pray to Buddha and Bodhisattva to protect your peace. You can go with us. You'll be back in half a morning. It won't take much time. "

Su Fangfei, who is intelligent and elegant, gently persuades Meng ran.

Her careful thought was punctured, and song Shuling turned her face to one side.

Meng ran secretly said how he ignored this point, and then put his arm around his mother's shoulder and nodded obediently.

After that, Meng ran began to teach her parents and Su Fangfei how to cultivate immortals.

Although this is not Xiufeng mountain, without the assistance of Na Ling array, the rare aura of heaven and earth can almost be ignored.

However, Meng Ran has already become the second level of God King body, and can gather and refine the aura of heaven and earth nearby by himself.

Meng ran revealed the real body of sapphire glass body, urged Qi Fu to flow to his own heaven and Earth Spirit, and fed back song Shuling.

For a moment, the whole attic room, almost visible to the naked eye speed, in the air condensed out wisps of white fog.

Meng Chang'an and others only feel that they are in the immortal's cave. When they breathe and inhale, their pores become active and they breathe the aura of heaven and earth greedily.

"This Are these the auras of heaven and earth... "

Meng Chang'an's eyes were dazzled by the shock. He only felt that he had seen a miracle. He felt that his whole body was exhausted in an instant, and his whole person was as full of spirit as a dead tree reviving spring.