My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

"They originally refused to borrow it, but I told them about the secrets of Buddhism, and they were inspired by my Buddhism, so they gave this book to me." Master Yijie said with a smile.

"..." Gu Fenghua and the others stumbled and almost fell out of the clouds.

It seems that the most powerful thing about Master Yijie may not be his cultivation in the realm of Emperor Sage, but his boundless Dharma.

"What happened next?" Luo Enen asked.

"Later, I read it several times and felt that the person who could write such a masterpiece must have a spiritual and wise heart and have a predestined relationship with my Buddha, so I went to see the true face." Master Yijie said seriously.

"Uh..." Gu Fenghua and others retched at the same time. In front of Ye Wuse, they couldn't say much, but dog blood is dog blood. I really don't know where he came to the conclusion that the spiritual wisdom heart and my Buddha are destined?

"You don't want to see what the so-called Fairy Qingchi looks like, do you?" Luo Enen tilted his head and looked at Master Yijie suspiciously.

"Ahem, the poor monk is a monk, how could he have such thoughts. In the eyes of the poor monk, a woman is nothing more than a pink skull. The poor monk just wants to see his wisdom root." Master Yijie clasped his hands together and posed again He had the face of a virtuous monk, but his neck was very red.

Okay, no need to explain, Gu Fenghua and others already understand everything. Just like Ye Wuse was passionately in love with the Fairy Qingchi, Master Yijie also fell in love with Fairy Qingchi.

I have to admit that it is hard to say whether Ye Wuse has a connection with Buddhism, but the two masters are really connected, and even their ordinary hearts move exactly the same. It's just that Master Yijie was lucky and found Ye Wuse, but Ye Wuse found the foot-picking uncle.

"I think we'd better hurry up and hurry up." Although Gu Fenghua and the others didn't say anything more, Ye Wuse noticed the playful smiles in their eyes. How could he not know what they were thinking about? , the wretched face of the foot-picking uncle appeared again, blushing, speeding up and flying forward.

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A few days after Gu Fenghua and others left, Qingshuang Valley returned to its usual dead silence.

Two figures crossed the sky like shooting stars and fell into the valley.

"Master, didn't you say you wanted to see Senior Brother Mangshan? What are you doing here?" A young man asked in confusion.

If Gu Fenghua were here, he would be able to recognize at a glance that this young man is Duan Yixing, a disciple of Qingyun Lord Duan Qingyun.

The middle-aged man next to him, who seemed to be in his forties and had a stern face, was naturally Duan Qingyun, the envoy of Lord Qingyun.

"A few days ago, I also found out about his soul energy machine. It should be nearby here. Why is he not here now?" Duan Qingyun frowned and said in confusion.

"Perhaps Senior Brother Mangshan has other important matters, so it's not certain that he has left." Duan Yixing guessed. The valley was lifeless and made him feel uncomfortable.

"He was seriously injured at the hands of that old man Lu Wuding. He finally found a place to stay. How could he leave so easily." Duan Qingyun shook his head and said.

"Then where did he go?" Duan Yixing looked around and said to himself.

Duan Qingyun stopped talking and slowly made a few hand seals. The sky, which was originally bright and sunny, was suddenly covered with clouds, and a piece of black air emerged in the valley. Gradually, it condensed into an old figure, and a sword light sank into his chest. The old figure also followed. It disappeared.