Void Transformation

As Xiaofeng spoke secretly with magic, he turned the surrounding wind elements to move forward, and a strong wind without attacking power immediately swept towards the two of them, as if the master was angry, and his momentum was full.

But this time, Luo Guhong didn't even look at him, but continued to close her eyes and concentrate, because she knew that she was worshipping Dage again.

"Old... donor, we..."

Upon seeing this, the fat monk regained his initial huffing appearance when he spoke, but although he huffed while speaking, his eyes did not dodge, Xiao Feng looked in his eyes, and his heart was even more suspicious.

But at this moment, little monk, who was hiding behind the fat monk, now stood up again. It's just that when he looked at Xiaofeng, there was no fear on his face, and he didn't know whether the newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, or his spirituality, and he saw through Xiaofeng and did not get angry.

"No wonder senior, my brother is just too careful, not deliberately concealing you."

"Um?"

Xiaofeng made a suspicious voice on his face, pretending to be dissatisfied, still looking at the two coldly. But when he saw the fat monk's eyes in his heart, he knew that there must be hidden feelings in the two of them.

"Return to senior, brother and I are both Buddhist disciples, so they are indeed brothers. It's just that the brother is a Shaolin disciple, but I am not the same clan as him, so only one nodded and the other shook his head."

Xiaofeng squinted his eyes when he heard the words, and took a close look at the little monk. After confirming that his body's aura was not red, he finally gave up the idea that the other party was a boss hiding the Cultivation Base.

The reason why Xiao Feng had this idea was because this little monk's revealing mind was completely inconsistent with the airtightness when speaking, and was totally inconsistent with his appearance age. It's just that although little monk didn't say anything, he also gave enough information. If Xiaofeng hadn't met King Dahuiming before, he might not be able to guess his identity.

King Dahuiming once said that in addition to his tantric school in Shaolin, there are two schools of Pure Land and Dharma in this trip. Since this little monk says that he is not a Shaolin disciple, and does not belong to the same school as Zen, he wants to come from these two schools.

It's just that Xiaofeng really couldn't figure out why these two disciples came to Songshan with such a low and very young disciple from the Cultivation Base. After contacting this little monk's conversation, there was speculation in his heart, I was afraid that this person's identity was unusual.

"Hmph, even if you pass the first question."

Xiaofeng's voice fell, and the breath of the whole body returned to calm, and he finally didn't have to use the thin wind element to simulate the strong wind to create the atmosphere. Since this little monk has no fear of him, there is no need for him to play these virtual things with him.

Little monk and the fat monk looked at each other, but then there was an embarrassment on their faces. After Xiaofeng noticed it, he remained silent, but secretly wrote in his heart, thinking that the two of them had another plan. But at The next moment, little monk asked and said something unexpected.

"Senior, what's the second question?"

"Huh, what are you doing here?"

Xiaofeng hesitated for a moment when he heard the words, calmed down the urge to shoot him in his heart, and gave a cold snort as a reminder. But this time, it was the fat monk's turn and said something unbelievable:

"Because of his special status, there are many people who want to arrest him. The uncles and uncles fought with those people, and the juniors pretended to be Shaolin disciples and escaped."

"I mean, what are you doing here?"

If Luo Guhong came to question instead, he would blurt out these words at this time, even threatening to draw a knife. It's just that Xiaofeng is just the opposite. He smiled helplessly when he heard the words, and the whole body was calm and approachable.

And although Xiaofeng didn't know what the fat monk was thinking about, why did he say that the little monk's identity was special in front of him, as if he didn't worry that he would be disadvantageous to him, which was completely contrary to the previous one.

However, he knows that although the words of the dialogue cannot be trusted, they are not necessarily false. At least these two people are hiding in the grass, most of them really trying to avoid hunting down. After all, it is too dangerous to walk Rivers and Lakes with their strength or go out to do errands.

"Okay, the third question, what has happened in Songshan recently?"

As soon as Xiaofeng said this, the fat monk breathed a sigh of relief, but then he seemed to think of something again and his face became weird. As for the little monk, he didn't mean anything to speak about this question. Instead, he looked at the fat monk and said softly:

"Brother, this senior is not a bad person, and I am also curious."

"Junior Brother...you..."

The fat monk hesitated for a while, seeing that little monk was still looking at him, feeling helpless, he finally shook his head and said:

"Recently, there have been a lot of trivial matters on Mount Song. There should be no major events in the eyes of the old benefactor, but..."

At this point, the fat monk sensed that the black robe Xiaofeng was unhappy, but this time he didn't hesitate, but seemed to be thinking about something. After half a breath of effort, he continued to speak:

"But there is a major event that is not a major event."

"what's up?"

Xiaofeng asked, but he glanced at little monk with his eyes. Little monk seemed to feel the gaze. What he wanted to say, but now he swallowed it back.

And what he wanted to say was that Xiaofeng asked three questions before, but now he asked the fourth. It's just that he also knows that his senior brother's answer is not an answer to the third question.

"Amitābha, our temple will hold a glazed light ceremony in seven days. Buddhism from all directions will gather at that time. For Buddhists, it is naturally a major event. But for the people of Rivers and Lakes, it is not a major event."

The painting style of the fat monk when he said this sentence seemed to be completely different from before, except that he had just finished saying this sentence and changed back to his original appearance. And Xiao Feng didn't care, because he understood that the other party could make such a change, mostly because of the importance attached to this glazed light technique in his heart.

But at this moment, little monk cast his gaze on Xiaofeng again. Xiaofeng saw it and gave a bitter smile in his heart, knowing that he was telling himself with his eyes and had already answered three questions.

The reason Xiaofeng feels helpless is because he does not intend to break his promise, nor does he intend to act on the two monks who have a deep friendship with the brothers. But he sighed that this little monk couldn't see the situation clearly, and if another person was here, how could he easily give up.

"I said there are three questions, and then there are three questions. Let's go."

Xiao Feng said in a deep voice, then no longer looked at the two of them, but walked in the direction of Dashi, leaving them behind. Before he walked to Luo Guhong, the latter opened her eyes and jumped off the boulder, but the next moment, she looked behind Xiaofeng, her face unchanged.

Xiaofeng noticed the strangeness and turned around to look, only to see that the two monks hadn't left now, but they stood still and looked at him. When I thought about it, I thought of a possibility, and I was about to refuse, but the other party still said it:

"If senior can bring us back to Songshan, don't say three questions, 30 questions are also okay."

Little monk spoke again, still not conscious of being a monk, but now when the fat monk looks at Xiaofeng, the guard in his eyes has disappeared, replaced by a touch of expectation.

"I reject."

At this moment, Luo Guhong, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke. Little monk was taken aback when he heard the words, and then he focused his attention on her for the first time, but Xiaofeng didn’t blame her when he heard the words. Instead, he nodded towards her, thinking only that she could see Own mind, sing a black face for yourself.

"Senior, we..."

"Needless to say, our trip is not to go to Songshan Shaolin. There is neither a different route nor the need for the same route."

Xiaofeng's words were firm, and Luo Guhong was very satisfied with it. The two looked at each other and didn't say much. The latter grabbed the former's arm and wanted to start Qinggong at will. But at this moment, the fat monk became anxious and said anxiously:

"Donor, why?"

And just before his words were spoken, Luo Guhong's brows frowned, leaving no trace of affection between his openings, as if it was just one sentence:

"Because you are too weak, it would be a burden to take you!"

After that, he stepped up on the ground with a small breeze, and his body jumped several feet. But just as he was about to leave, there was a clear and incomparably low sigh behind him, and then he heard a faint voice:

"The two minds of the two schools of yang in the flower room seem to merge into one. In fact, Yin and Yang oppose each other, refuting the yin and the yang, and it is difficult to last. If you continue to cultivate, you can reach the top, but you will never be in the state of Zongwu in your life."

When the words settled, Luo Guhong's figure trembled. She was about to leave, but now she landed suddenly with a small wind, standing still in place. But her right hand had already touched the thousand receivers around her waist, her expression dignified.

Even though Xiaofeng couldn't understand the other person's words, but because of the person speaking, he felt a little surprised. It's just that he doesn't think the other party has any maliciousness, but he wants to show his own value and make the negotiation more favorable.

After the voice settled and the number of breaths passed, the fat monk suddenly clasped his hands together and made a long announcement:

"Amitābha..."

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