Zhao Feng from Yulong Mountain and several junior brothers, Qin Kun, had met at the Nanzong Dao Conference.

Fengdu Temple Mo Wuji wore a face, and a smile appeared on his face, nodding at Qin Kun and others: "Director Qin, everyone, long time no see."

A young monk, with a greasy face, wide eyes wide open, looking at Qin Kun and others in curiosity.

"Amitabha, Qin Tang, has long been acclaimed, and the little monk, the Miaoshan of Folin Temple."

The young monk is not over 30 years old. He has some Buddha light and some greasy energy. At first glance, he looks solemn and greasy. This visual feeling is very strange.

Qin Kun adhered to the etiquette of life and death, and said politely: "Master Miaoshan, I met for the first time and have long admired the name."

Only Qin Kun could show such a heartfelt look. Wang Gan, Chu Qianxun, Li Chong and others were eating melon seeds, looking at Qin Kun with contempt, and whispered: "What are you going to do? Folin Temple has always been low-key. My disciples have lived in Buddhism for a long time and never entered the world. Have you ever heard of someone's names for a long time? Go and ask Master Ge, see if he has heard of any rookie in Folin Temple. He doesn't know!"

Qin Kun sat down at a table next to him. This table was the seats of Yulong Mountain, Folin Temple, and Fengdu Temple.

The path of life and death in the world is divided into Maoshan, Fuyu Mountain, nine lands, among the nine lands, Yulong Mountain, Folin Temple, and Fengdu Temple are the three mountains, three temples, and the first of the three views.

Looking back at the stage, Mr. Ge and the three seniors of Maoshan were chatting, while another older man, who looked familiar, was napping. Next to him was a familiar Taoist priest, naturally, was the fairy of Fengdu Guanpai Skin, Chao Zhen.

Qin Kun came to inquire about the news and said curiously: "A Lu, is the old senior who is dozing off, your master?"

Zhao Feng straightened up proudly: "Hmph, naturally!"

Qin Kun looked at Zhao Feng's face, but his eyes were secretly opened, looking at the face of the dozing old man. Since the old man was Master Zhao Feng, he must be the old lady.

Yulong Tai Sui! The Taoist Way of Life and Death in China is one of the five heavenly masters!

The old lady slapped her as if she was chasing a fly. Qin Kun's eyes broke. Qin Kun turned around awkwardly and found that the old man raised his eyelids and looked at him.

"Haha, the little black dog from Fuyu Mountain is here too."

Well……

Qin Kun laughed sarcastically, the old lady lacked teeth and was a little vulgar, as if she was awakened by Qin Kun's Sky Eye Technique just now, and walked towards Qin Kun after waking up.

Qin Kun hasn't understood the way the old lady Sui appears, but seeing the old lady Sui walk towards him from the stage, the admiration of the young people is probably as cool as Mr. Ge.

“Master…”

"I've seen the old lady..."

The Yulong Tai Sui is of a very high level of age, but it is approachable. The old man with tooth is fine to call him Old Tai Sui, and he also likes this title.

"Don't be so polite, hehe. Little Black Dog, do you remember the old man?"

The old lady Sui had thin hair, and her age spots were no less than Mr. Ge, and she had toothless. Seeing Qin Kun's eyes were confused, the old lady Sui touched her from her arms, took out a bag of Yuxi, tied her mouth, and then took out bricks and tiles.

I'm fucking!

"It's you?!"

Qin Kun was confused. The second time he went to Panjiayuan, Ghost City, Yanjing 30 years ago, was the old man who sold himself brick by brick?

"Hey, isn't it me? You haven't changed after so many years."

The old lady Sui was very happy and handed Qin Kun a cigarette and wanted to lit it for Qin Kun. Qin Kun was so scared that he hurried and said he didn't dare.

He made the old lady Sui angry and lit a cigarette himself. Qin Kun secretly glanced at some contemptuous eyes and coughed dryly: "Old lady Sui... Is this kind of behavior a little bad..."

There are many people smoking here when elites gather, only I and the old lady have one. It’s not just not good, it’s simply bad.

Two smoke from the old lady Sui's nose was sprayed out, and she snorted coldly: "Kong Master said that he would do whatever he wants without breaking the rules. I am over 100 years old this year. Who dares to care about me? But you are really not very elegant when you smoke."

Qin Kun covered his forehead, sobbing, and throwing it, either. After all, this was given by the old lady Sui, and it was his favorite Yuxi.

After smoking a cigarette, the old lady suddenly closed her eyes again and took a nap.

This was too sudden. Zhao Feng next to him coughed dryly and said, "This is my master, don't see you."

Zhao Feng and Qin Kun also have a friendship, which is deeper than the relationship between Mo Wuji and Qin Kun in Fengdu Temple. After all, when he went to Linjiang City to seize the "Demon Ferry Lotus", Qin Kun once helped him.

He introduced to Qin Kun: "Senior Brother Miaoshan, the true teachings of Folin Temple, Qin Heigou, you have to know each other for the first time when you meet him. Senior Yang Shen and the holy monks of Folin Temple have never competed. At this time, many people want to meet you in the Maoshan Dan Club."

Zhao Feng looked at the donkey face. After saying that, he felt very excited. He seemed to be vaguely hearing the donkey scream. Qin Kun gave a contemptuous look and said politely: "Monkey Miao, their master is here... Where is the holy monk? Didn't you come?"

In the past, Qin Kun had seen all five masters of the Life and Death of China, except Maoshan, and now the three masters of Maoshan have also seen them. The shopkeeper Zhui Lei Pingfeng Feng Tong was sitting on it, but he never knew what the holy monks in Folin Temple looked like, and he was very curious.

This Tianshi master of the same era as Yang Shen, and even Yang Shen was not sure to defeat him. Qin Kun wanted to know what kind of person he was.

Miaoshan said politely: "The Qin family, the master is here, and he is cooking in the kitchen..."

Ga?

Qin Kun blinked his eyes and didn't understand.

The old lady took a nap for a while, suddenly woke up by sucking her saliva, rubbed her turbid old eyes, swallowed her saliva and said, "The cooking skills of the Holy Monk are the number one in Tianzi! The Folin Temple has been taking charge of the spoon for so many years, this is the only monk I admire."

Is the holy monk... a kitchen monk?

Qin Kun was confused.

There are really all kinds of people who have life and death!

The old lady Sui put on another cigarette: "No, I have to go to the kitchen to see him!"

The old lady left in a hurry, and Qin Kun was so amused that he was laughing and crying. Are these old guys here to show off their power and charm? When people reach this level, they are really fucking unparalleled. They don’t want any majesty of the elders.

The chat was very enthusiastic off the stage, and the same was true on the stage, but the content was dry.

The fairy of painting skin, Old Dao Chao, had nothing to say to Maoshan Sanxuan Sword. He was so bored that he began to change his face. Seeing the old lady Sui Fengfeng walked towards the kitchen, he shouted: "Old guy, where are you going?"

"Thousand House!"

"Then why are you swallowing?"

"I..." The old lady Sui was furious, "Do you care?"

"I'll go with you!"

The fairy of the painting rose up and rushed to the backyard with the old lady Sui. In the Maoshan Sanxuan Sword, the Taoist priest with thick eyebrows and black face snorted coldly: "Sect Master, this group of people really has no rules!"

The Taoist priest with fairy style and Taoist priest, Pingfeng Zhenren smiled: "Senior brother, it's rare to get together once, so don't say this. The holy monk prepares meals in the kitchen, and even I can't bear the desire to eat. Let them go."

Chu Dao, Jing Sansheng, and Yu Yuexian also left the seat. Seeing some Taoist priests of his age, they walked over and chatted.
Chapter completed!