Pick!

Every time Zen Master Kumu took a step back, a footprint of ten inches deep would be stepped on the ground!

Fortunately, the Golden Buddha Taoist came in time.

Otherwise, Tang Long would have really couldn't hold on.

KAKAKAKA.

Tang Long moved his neck and said with his hands behind his back, "Disciple, I'll leave the matter here to you."

"Yes!" The Taoist Jin Buddha responded, then clasped his fists and said.

"Disciple?!"

"Hiss, what the hell is going on?"

"Yes, when will the Taoist Jin Buddha worship Master Long as his teacher?"

Looking at the respectful expression of the Jin Buddha Taoist, everyone present was shocked.

Seeing that Tang Long was about to leave, Zen Master Kumu hurriedly shouted: "Stop!"

"Hey, hey, bald donkey, you're almost ready? He is the master of my Jin Buddha Taoist!" As he said that, Luo Tian, ​​the Jin Buddha Taoist, reached out to stop Zen Master Kumu.

Zen Master Kumu said with a dark face: "Luo Jin Buddha, do you think you are an idiot? Your master has already been transformed!"

Cough cough cough.

Luo Tian, ​​a Taoist of Golden Buddha, cleared his throat and said, "Well, I will hold a discipleship banquet in Hanjia Garden tonight. At that time, I hope you can come and support you."

“What…what?!”

"Worship...the apprenticeship banquet?!"

"Luo Jinfo, are you crazy? You actually worship a liar as your teacher?"

Upon hearing this, Zen Master Kumu couldn't help but step forward and say.

"A liar... a liar?"

The Taoist Jin Buddha was stunned and said with a puzzled look on his face: "Bald, what do you mean? My master is open and upright, how could he be a liar?"

Zen Master Kumu said angrily: "Hmph, he pretended to be a disciple of Nanxian. Isn't this a liar?"

The Jin Buddha Taoist gave Zen Master Kumu a blank look and said angrily: "Are you stupid? Nanxian likes to accept disciples, which is well-known. Maybe Nanxian has really had to give advice to Master Long, so there is nothing wrong with claiming to be Nanxian's personal disciple!"

"This..." Zen Master Kumu was also confused at this time.

Indeed, Nanxian likes to travel around the world and also likes to accept disciples.

But most of them are registered disciples.

After all, there are not many people in this world who can get the eyes of the Southern Immortal Dharma.

Seeing the face of Zen Master Kumu full of doubts, the Jin Buddha Taoist patted his shoulder and said, "Okay, bald donkey, stop thinking about it. When the apprenticeship banquet tonight, you can apologize to my master. I believe that my master will forgive you!"

"What?"

"Apology?" "Hmph, Luo Jinfo, are you joking?!"

Zen Master Kumu said with a dark face.

The Taoist Jin Buddha smiled and said with a slight smile: "Haha, bald donkey, I will tell you, my master, but in a moment, I have practiced the art of dead wood spring. As long as he is willing to give you some advice, I believe that your hidden diseases will be cured!"

"What did you say?"

"I have practiced the art of spring when I have a dead tree in one thought?!"

"This...how is this possible?!"

"Even me, I spent five years to barely practice the art of spring when I met the dead tree!"

At this time, Zen Master Kumu also said in shock.

In one thought?!

You can practice the art of spring when you have dead trees?!

For Zen Master Kumu, this is really a bit incredible!

The Taoist Jin Buddha smiled bitterly and said, "Haha, at the beginning, I didn't believe it either. It was because I lost the bet that I had to worship Master Long as my teacher."

"Hey, Luo Jinfu, when will your gambling personality be changed?" Zen Master Kumu on the side shook his head slightly and said, "Have you forgotten how your hair lost to the Nine Gate Admiral?!"

Ahem.

The Taoist Jin Buddha coughed a few times, then changed the subject and said, "By the way, why didn't you see that bastard? Where did you go again?"

Zen Master Kumu said helplessly: "Hey, your son is so warlike. As soon as we got off the plane, your son sneaked away, threatening to step on the Demon King of Tang and punch Master Long!"

thump.

When he heard this, the Jin Buddha Taoist almost knelt on the ground and punched Master Long?! Isn’t this asking for death?!

However, this Demon King Tang can torture him!

At this time, Tang Long had already changed his clothes and was about to go to the top of Wudang.

But!

Before Tang Long could go out, he saw a few figures and walked in together!

Tangtang, who was drinking milk tea, burped and said, "Dad Tang Long, come out quickly and see. There are so many bald strong men here!"

Xia Bingyao, who was beside him, hurriedly covered Tangtang's mouth and said, "Damn girl, how do you say it? What a bald man? He is a monk from Putuo Mountain and Shaolin!"

Bang!

Suddenly, the leading monk stepped on the ground with his right foot and saw a footprint more than ten inches deep on the ground.

I saw the monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes, nine ring scars on his head, and his face was covered with horizontal flesh.

This person is a disciple of Putuo Mountain, and his Dharma name is Jie Kuang.

This Jiemai doesn't look like a bald man, but it's a bit like Xiong Da and Xiong Er, both with the same tiger back and bear waist. The ones following Jiemai are not others, but Vajra Buddha and Iron-foot Buddha, one of the Three Buddhas of Shaolin.

Judging from the appearance of these two people, it seems that they have just been beaten up.

Obviously, this person who took action was the quasi-man in front of him.

The Iron-footed Buddha rubbed the corners of his mouth, endured the burning pain and said, "Jie Kuang, don't blame me for not reminding you that this donor Tang is not easy to mess with."

Bang!

Before the Iron Foot Buddha finished speaking, Jie Kuang hit his left eye with a punch.

KAKAKAKA.

Jie Kuang pinched his right fist and said with a gloomy face: "I went down the mountain this time to avenge my previous shame!"

The Vajra Buddha next to him couldn't help but touch his bald head and said, "Then you should go to the Nine Gate Admiral? If you ask someone to take revenge on his son, what kind of hero is it?!"

Bang!

Suddenly, Jie Kuang punched him and said secretly: "That's why I can't beat him!"

"Hiss, bastard, Luo Tiankuang, you are too crazy!" Vajra Buddha rubbed his swollen right eye and said angrily.

Jie Kuang held his arm and said coldly, "Otherwise, how could my Dharma name be called Jie Kuang?! I'm so sorry, I have been practicing Buddhism in Putuo Mountain for many years and can be verified in anything, but I can't quit madness!"

Puchi.

Tangtang, who was drinking milk tea, couldn't help but spray out the milk tea in her mouth.

Unfortunately, I happened to be squirting the face of Ji Kuang.

Speaking of which, this quasi-crazy is also careless.

Otherwise, how could it be sprayed with milk tea?!

Jie Kuang wiped his face hard, grinned and said, "Hehehe, little girl, aren't you afraid of me?"

Gudong.

Tangtang drank milk tea and said, "Bald, Tangtang is someone with a master!"

"Tangtang?"

Jie Kuang touched his chin and smiled with interest: "Haha, little girl, I Jie Kuang is very curious. Who is your master? Looking at your expression, it seems to be very powerful!"

After thinking about it, Tangtang tilted her little head and said, "Everyone in the world calls her the empress!"

thump!

When he heard the word "Empress", Jie Kuang's knees became weak and he knelt heavily on the ground!

Gudu.

Jie Kuang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and smiled nervously, "Hehe, cute little princess, where is your master?"

Tangtang pouted and said, "Master is out for morning exercise!"

call.

When he heard this, Jie Kuang let out a sip of air, then slowly got up, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and shouted wildly: "Demon King Tang, while the empress is not here, hurry up and let me get out and let me slap you a few times!"
Chapter completed!