"Hahaha..." Daoxin laughed as soon as he heard this, his fat and blessed body floated down like a fallen leaf and played with Xu Ziling and laughed, "It's still fun, you guys, that bald donkey, you are so old, why are you practicing meditation? All day long, just like a mute, silently ask whatever you want and knock on the wooden fish, making the old monk really bored."

"What's wrong with practicing meditation to restore old age?" Xu Ziling said strangely.

"A stinky skin is always young but not the same!" Dao Xin shook his head repeatedly and said, "Old monk is not like a boy, you have to rely on a little face to charm the little girl, or you should look old and look good, so that you can look more respectable, right?"

"Everyone is familiar with the old monk, but if you talk nonsense, I will sue you for slander!" Xu Ziling hummed unconsciously when he heard this: "When did I rely on my face to fool the little girl? I rely on my sweet words and strength. If I rely on my face, I can fool the little girl. Why don't I miss me like your fairy?"

"How do you know she is not a mini?" Daoxin asked back.

"If she is confused about me, why would she not come to me and let you, the old monk, come to see me?" Xu Ziling snorted.

"Maybe you didn't say some sweet words to her and didn't show any strength to let her see." Daoxin asked, "How could she fall in love with you if you don't act? Besides, how can I, an old monk, know about her worries?"

"Speak less nonsense." Xu Ziling laughed and said, "Since you don't know, don't talk nonsense, and don't interfere in causing trouble."

"So you are playing tricks to persuade the old monk to be a good boy." Daoxin heard the real meaning behind Xu Ziling's words but was not annoyed at all. Instead, he laughed: "The old monk doesn't like to deal with trouble too much, but even if the old monk doesn't like it, he sometimes has to deal with trouble. Have you never tried something you have to do if you don't like it?"

"Try a lot." Xu Ziling smiled and said, "But I am a gangster in Yangzhou, you are different. You are Master Daoxin, one of the four great holy monks."

"The four great saint monks are also humans. Although outsiders call them the four great saint monks, they are also humans like ordinary people. They are also indispensable to eat, dress, sleep and breathe." Daoxin laughed and said, "So, Yangzhou gangsters have to do something that they don't like, and the four bald monks, the four bald monks, also need to do something that they don't like."

"It seems that being a holy monk has really failed to achieve your level!" Xu Ziling sighed deliberately for Daoxin.

"What should I do to be a holy monk?" Dao Xinqi asked.

"Of course, I was wearing the most luxurious clothes and eating exquisite vegetarian food and sitting on the high golden squad and looking down at all. When someone came, they asked them to kiss their feet and express respect. When the king and nobles came, they asked them to kiss their toes. If the most powerful man in the world came, they could barely let him kiss their fingers... Xu Ziling said wisely: "A cup made of gold when drinking water is usually called the Holy Grail. The stick used to hit people is also a stick.

The biggest gem inlaid with gold is called the Golden Scepter. When you see someone unhappy, hit him on the shoulder. If he is not capable, tell him to get out. If he has the ability, his name is called Suifeng. The strong guy who has been beaten without crying or screaming is sealed as a knight and let him protect himself (Advertisement: This book supports your support, collection is the motivation for us to continue writing. Reading every day is the source of our improvement in the quality of numbers!)."

"A guy who will feel pain and will not resist after being beaten, he will be bruised and beat him every day to form a habit, which is called saint punishment or holy punishment." Xu Ziling was stunned when he said Daoxin, but he was still as uncontrollable as the Yellow River broke the dam.

"If you are tired of being beaten, give them some whips and let them go home and slowly form a tradition. If you feel that the tricks are not enough, let the woman stand on the man's body and beat him." Xu Ziling smiled and said: "One will not cause death, two, in religion, you can be punished and reduced in crimes, three, in the way of husband and wife, you can adjust life, and four, in the history of male and female love, you can evolve into SM. This is what the holy monk does!"

"..." Daoxin made Xu Ziling dizzy even if he fooled him.

"If you feel that it is not powerful enough, don't sit in a carriage and have to sit on the elephant and lion when you go out. If it is not powerful enough, let people lie on the ground and walk barefoot on their backs." Xu Ziling introduced: "You can even take a group of girls together so that everyone can like it. Because the little girl's feet are soft and they feel very comfortable on her back, you must like it."

"Is this the act of the holy monk?" Daoxin murmured.

"Why isn't it?" Xu Ziling said strangely: "Their holy monks in India and beyond the country do this."

"Will you do such a holy monk?" Daoxin was not surprised when he heard this, why others could call him a holy monk, but asked Xu Ziling.

"Nonsense." Xu Ziling shook his head vigorously as soon as he heard this: "Idiots and perverts do that when sitting in the seat every day, pretending to be sacred and making people lick their toes so disgusting, idiots and perverts do it!"

"You can't even be an old monk, how could you do that?" Daoxin said with a smile: "It's better to be a bald monk like this now."

"It's a pity that you had a very good chance." Xu Ziling sighed.

"The old monk doesn't want to do it, but maybe the bald donkey Zhihui may not necessarily do it." Daoxin suddenly shouted: "The old man Zhihui, do you want to learn to be a holy monk who sits high on the golden chair and makes people lick his feet?"

"Good!" A subtle but clear Buddhist name from the far distance came from the group of monks chanting scriptures, although it was mixed in it, there was an indescribable clearness that was in the ears and hearts. Then he heard the man sigh, "How could he be a holy monk for such a sin? He was inferior to the little monk who had just entered Buddhism and had not learned Buddhist principles."

"Why are you doing so far to speak?" Daoxin laughed at him, "Are you going to show your deep internal strength? Your hearing is amazing?"

"The old monk saw the monks singing the scriptures inadvertently entering Nei Qisong, but he didn't know that it was early and Mr. Xu was also here." The man's voice came softly.

"The master is diligent in learning Buddhism all the time. He is impressed by the boy who is in love with the world." Xu Ziling added a high hat to this master of wisdom.

"If the old monk could really forget all his heart and focus on the Buddha, how could he come here to see Mr. Xu Zhihui?" Who wouldn't know that this master of wisdom didn't like the high hat and let Xu Ziling punch an empty punch.

There was no idea when the two of them were talking.

Master Zhizhi has arrived on the stone steps in front of the gate of the back hall.

He was wearing a gray monk's robe and was covered with a dark brown cassock. He was tall and straight, with his forehead high and wide. His beards were shiny and shiny with his face, slender and shiny, and his eyes shone with his wise eyes. He looked like a merciful and compassionate monk.

He put his hands together and lowered the Buddha's chant to greet Xu Ziling.

"Wisdom is ashamed." Master Zhi lowered his eyebrows and recited again: "All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, shadows, dews, and lightning, and should be viewed like this."

"Master, don't blame yourself for your mockery, you should apologize to the master!" Xu Ziling bowed and replied.

"Since it's the fact, why should I apologize?" Master Zhihui nodded and said, "The old monk, Daoxin, Di Xin, and Jiayang, didn't want to care too much about the world, but the body has not yet been lost. Although he doesn't want to, he has to come to meet Mr. Xu."

"What are you here trying to persuade me?" Xu Zilingqi asked.

"We two don't want to persuade Mr. Xu in anything, just want to talk to Mr. Xu." Master Zhihui said together: "I heard that Mr. Xu is profound in Buddhism and is not angry with the Holy Monk and Monk Zhenyan's teachings. I also hope to see it at first sight, so wisdom has given up my practice."

"Is this kid very strange?" Daoxin laughed and said, "I have seen many people who have never seen it as weird as this kid. He is obviously very young, but his tone is so big that he sarcastically teaches people at will, but it is also very shitty. He is so hard to do. How do you come from the Buddhist principles and Buddhist classic stories that are full of your heart?"

"Nonsense." Xu Ziling said to Daoxin without any politeness and laughed strangely: "You know the Buddhist principles and the Buddhist scriptures, why can't I know the story of Buddhist scriptures?"

"The old monk is a fake monk, and he is a holy monk, and he is more wrong than you, and he is more wrinkles than you, and he is more wrong. He is more wrong, and he is more old than you." Daoxin said strangely: "So why can you know that the old monk who reads Buddhist scriptures and chants Buddhist scriptures every day, but you don't know?"

"Are you a good person when you are old? Are turtles living the longest and all of them proficient in Buddhist principles?" Xu Ziling asked back with a smile.

"This kid is too bad and is calling us an old turtle." Daoxin not only wasn't annoyed, but Dale laughed at Zhihui: "Zhihui Laotu, are you humming a few words to argue with this kid? Do you want to learn from Jiayi's style and that old bastard doesn't hum all day long. It seems that sooner or later he will suffocate himself to death!"

"Hmm?" Xu Ziling asked Qi when he heard this, "Isn't Master Kong the most boring? He shouldn't be able to speak!"

"The old monk Lekong's bald donkey no longer expects him to speak." Daoxin shook his head and laughed casually, "Now I just hope that the old bald donkey Jiayang doesn't practice silence like him, and he doesn't say anything boring. Hey, old bald monk, aren't you asleep? Whenever you have time, you will chant the Buddhist scriptures, do you have a grudge against it?"

"Zhihui is trying to say something to Mr. Xu." Master Zhihui smiled and said, "Dispute early and late are just arguing, so why bother to distinguish between sooner or later? You can say that you can tell Mr. Xu first."

"According to what you say, we can go back!" Daoxin disagreed as soon as he heard it, "If the debate is early and late, this kid will catch this sentence and say it, then it will be late and when will it be late? When will you be late and your wisdom dies, then do you still have to argue? Even if you want to argue, what's the point of being able to argue?"

"I won't do that." Xu Ziling smiled and shook his head.

"Huh? Did the old monk read it wrong? You are not such a person?" Daoxin asked in surprise.
Chapter completed!