My C.E.O Wife

566 putuo temple

Qi Qinchuan's entire body was like a red-colored statue, with a grayish white glow.

The third major Ming king can last a short time, Qin Chuan must make a quick decision!

"Ming Wang's Handprint!"

He patted it with one palm, right in the middle of the short chest.

A huge palm print appeared on the ground immediately, and the short man spewed a blood spurt, apparently hurt by Qin Chuan's move.

In fact, the short man did not expect that his goal would be so powerful!

According to the information, he should be an extreme master, why is he already a respected master!

If this is the case, the above will not send him, but send a more powerful person to intercept!

"Go back and practice and come to me!"

Qinchuan said, jumping back, he will return to the train.

Suddenly, the short man jumped up with pain, ready to continue to entangle Qin Chuan.

But Qin Chuan didn't look back, just switched to the attitude of Zhanlong Jue!

Xiao Longwei's domineering was released, and a wave of air swept past the short man.

矮 The short man looked pale, like a zombie, and went straight to his knees.

He looked at Qin Chuan's figure and couldn't help but grin.

This information is too outrageous ... It also says that people will not fight against dragons, and now Long Wei's domineering is used ... This Long Wei's domineering is effective for everyone, but for those who practice anti-dragon Better obviously. This is the authority established by the Emperor Wu for himself. He passed it on to his opponents, and of course he must leave himself a way to deter his followers!

"You can't blame me ... let some more powerful person come up."

The short man barely stood up from the ground, then slowly backed away and disappeared into the shadows.

"Amitabha, female donor, look at the WeChat of the poor monk, there are female donors who have experienced various misfortunes in them, but after they were opened by the poor monk, they lived a happy life ..."

上 On the train, Changkong took the woman's hand and kept talking, while Qin Chuan squeezed back from the crowd and sat back next to him.

"Amitabha, Donor Qin, have been going for so long, have you smoked a cigar?"

Wu Changkong then set his sights on Qin Chuan.

"Going out to exercise my muscles."

Qinchuan looked around, there should be no other masters in this compartment.

"Someone intercepted?"

Changkong is not a fool, he reacts immediately.

"Yes, I heard that the Emperor Wu Emperor feels like you are the same, and I want to interfere with the freedom of others."

Qin Chuan wasn't angry at all. He was really out of temper with the monks at Putuo Temple who had taken away his woman!

"The Emperor Wu? Amitabha ... how did you mess with them?"

Changkong thought for a moment, and suddenly came to understand.

"The poor monk understands ... But this matter has nothing to do with Putuo Temple."

Wu Changkong slowly said, "The Emperor Wu is the strongest martial artist among the rivers and lakes. He was there forty years ago ..."

"So fierce, in such an overbearing and willful Liuhe disciple, dominate the martial arts for forty years?"

"Yes, otherwise how can it be called the Emperor Wu?"

Xu Changkong nodded, "As for why the Emperor Wu sent someone to come to you, the poor monk was inconvenient to say."

"Is there something to hide, please hurry up!"

"Amitabha ... Buddha said, don't say, don't say ..."

"Return to the Buddha, you are haunting a woman every day to open the light, so sorry to say Buddha?"

"Amitabha!"

Changkong said firmly, "No matter how the poor monk looks like waves, he still stays in the Buddha's heart. This donor must not misunderstand the poor monk!

"I misunderstood your uncle!"

Qin Chuan felt very upset. In short, he wanted to curse and beat people.

This emotion can easily evoke his own demon. He looked at the scared eyes of people around him, as if looking at a rogue bully.

Qi Qinchuan calmed down his emotions as much as possible, and then watched his nose, his nose, and his heart, quietly conditioning his true energy.

Who is the Emperor Wu Na, and why should he manage his affairs?

What kind of kung fu is the battle against the dragon, and why is there another one against the dragon?

There are more and more secrets in Wu Wulin, and Qin Chuan only feels particularly tired.

At the same time, I was worried about Feng Huaying and hoped that in Putuo Temple, those monks should not embarrass a weak woman.

越 The more Qin Chuan thinks about this, the less he can calm down.

急 An impatient flame slowly breeds in my heart, and then burns Qinchuan's internal organs.

At this moment, Qin Chuan has an impulse and desire for destruction. He wants to destroy everything!

Others are okay. Sitting in the sky beside Qin Chuan, faintly felt the evil spirit from Qin Chuan.

This evil spirit has flooded the whole compartment. It can be said that Qinchuan is very dangerous now, like a time bomb! An accident can cause a detonation. If he initiates a madness, I am afraid that everyone in the entire compartment will die.

Amitabha ... Is it right or wrong to take him back to Putuo Temple?

If you ca n’t succeed, will it really bring **** disaster to Putuo Temple?

I shouldn't ... Qin Chuan only has the strength of honor, and there are countless monks in his own school, and the abbot still has the strength of the emperor.

In short, when we arrived at Putuo Temple, everything was easy to say.

Changkong chanted the Heart Sutra over and over and passed it to Qin Chuan to help him cleanse his heart.

Qi Qinchuan was holding his demon heart down, and suddenly heard a chanting of Scripture, reaching Lingtai, which really helped a lot.

After more than ten hours, Qin Chuan slowly calmed down.

"Amitabha!"

Changkong also felt relieved, and finally got better.

Qin Chuan finally opened her eyes and spit out a spit in her mouth.

"Amitabha, congratulations to the donor for breaking his heart."

Wu Changkong said, "It was really just the poor monk Alexander."

"Relax, I don't want to be a demon yet."

Wu Qinchuan said, "It's still more handsome to be a person."

"There is the potential for Buddhahood in its master."

Xu Changkong said, "You have a relationship with my Buddha, why don't you step into the empty door!"

遁 "Your sister! The train is coming!"

He glanced at the time, almost time.

Sure enough, the train had begun to slow down and slowly approached the platform.

"Amitabha, we have a few hours to form, and the donor please be patient."

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, hurry up!"

Qi Qinchuan finally managed to extinguish the flame, which was a little burning at this time. He hurried off the train, went outside, and took a breath of fresh air.

Two people took a bus again, bumped on the mountain road for four hours, and then walked for more than an hour before they came to the gate of Putuo Temple.

The Putuo Temple was built in the mountains, connected to two hills, and two huge statues, one Buddha and one Buddha, were erected in the temple. The Buddha is on the south and the Buddha is on the north.

There was also a huge hall with a golden light on it, even when standing at the door, you could hear the monk's recitation.

From the appearance, it is indeed a place of cleanup. It is a pity that this so-called clean place is closed to a woman who is very important to herself!

"This is Putuo Temple."

Xu Changkong looked at the temple door, and he was always unrestrained. At this time, he also became a little serious.

"Qin, please come in."

Changkong said.

客人 "Guests come to the door, how can you not say hello first?"

Qinchuan smiled, and then, he released his true energy, condensed a huge golden bell directly in front of him!

Qinchuan slaps on this golden bell, and suddenly makes a deafening buzz!

Even in the sky, she had to cover her ears.

声音 This voice quickly spread throughout Putuo Temple, and the monks' chanting sounds were suppressed.

But soon, a huge voice passed into Qin Chuan's ears, shaking the deafness.

"Ah ... Mi ... Tuo ... Buddha ..."

Qi Qinchuan was shocked, and he was familiar with the sound, which was the sound of Feng Huaying away!

"Qin, don't you sit in the hall since you are here?"

The voice continued.

"Lord Qin, let's go to Daxiong Hall."

Xu Changkong reached out to ask, and then led Qin Chuan into the temple, and then stepped into the Great Heroes Hall.

As soon as he entered the Great Hall of the Heroes, the four heavenly kings stood on four sides, and the fierce gods looked at him fiercely, as if to catch him as a monster!

There are many monks sitting in the large and powerful palace. Qin Chuan saw a monk in a golden robe sitting in the center, chanting a Buddhist scripture.

There was a sense of familiarity in this man's terrible strength.

"You are the one who walks away from the wind and shadow?"

Qin Chuan stared angrily, and his vital energy faintly started.

"Qin Don, please remain calm before the Buddha."

The golden monk, the golden monk, said slowly, "The old prince is called Hui Neng, the donor Qin, please meet for the first time, please advise."

"I care if you are Hui Neng or Wu Neng! Give me back my woman!"

Qi Qinchuan clenched his fists.

"Amitabha, the donor Qin, and the wind donor are very safe. I am currently talking about my Dharma with my master in the guest room. I have to say that the wind master is very perceptive and she is very happy to chat with my master."

"Don't hit me here haha, I'm here to hit my woman back, if you don't give her back to me, don't blame me!"

He said, Qin Chuan's true energy broke out completely, and domineering made many monks creepy.

"Longwei domineering?"

Huineng raised her eyebrows slightly ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It turned out that the donor Qin had learned the battle of dragons ... It seems that apart from the Buddha relic, the donor Qin himself will also stay in my Putuo Temple, and I will listen to you every day Recite the Buddha and wash away your demon. "

"Do you think too much?"

Qinchuan almost laughed, this monk was too self-confident!

"Who do you think you are? A superhero who saves the world or a super policeman who maintains peace? What about me, do you need to worry about it? Hurry back to me!"

The last word, Qin Chuan growled with Jin Linyin, and many monks couldn't help covering their ears.

"Ah! Mi! Tuo! Buddha!"

Qi Huineng was another Buddha sound, and easily suppressed Qin Chuan's voice.

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