The more you go up the mountain, the narrower the path becomes. In the end, Ling Zhaoyan and Zhou Fei had to abandon the car and walk.
As he walked, Zhou Fei suddenly stopped.
"You said I was going to see Master Xinpan like this. Wouldn't it be too normal?" Zhou Fei asked.
Ling Zhaoyan: "?"
"You think, I'm asking for help from Master Xinpan. As a result, the whole thing looks very healthy and alive. If this is changed, I won't be cured. And Master Xinpan is old because of this. For that reason, the cultivation base has never been restored, so he must take various considerations to save a person," Zhou Fei said seriously.
Ling Zhaoyan: "What on earth do you want to say?"
Zhou Fei said: "I'm not miserable enough. Hurry up and punch me with a few swords, or you just punch me in the face. In short, you have to make me look very pitiful and miserable, so that you can trigger Master Xinpan. Your compassionate heart."
Ling Zhaoyan: "No, the master is not blind."
"This kind of scene effort doesn't need to spend much energy and time. Even if it only increases the success rate a little, it's worth trying. Hurry up, poke it." Zhou Fei said while pondering, and it will let Ling Zhaoyan. It looks pitiful to poke somewhere, but it doesn't matter much.
Of course Ling Zhaoyan would not poke, even if Zhou Fei said she would break the big sky. In the end Zhou Fei compromised. If you don't poke it, don't poke it. There should be no problem applying makeup.
In this matter, Ling Zhaoyan couldn't continue to screw with Zhou Fei.
So Zhou Fei put on sunburn makeup for herself.
The corners of the mouth are bleeding, the lips are chapped, the eye circles are dark, the eyes are dark, the cheekbones are raised, and there is a slight bruise.
"Is it miserable?" Zhou Fei asked vigorously.
Ling Zhaoyan couldn't laugh or cry, and said, "Don't talk in such a tone, it will be very miserable."
Zhou Fei immediately changed his voice, a particularly hoarse voice, "How about this?"
Ling Zhaoyan said: "Okay, you can go to see the master."
As he was talking, a monk walked in the distance.
His steps are not very fast, but each step is very wide. A few breaths came to Zhou Fei's, and he was startled by him: "Sixth brother, what are you?"
Zhou Fei is brewing his emotions and is going to say in a miserable direction, monk
Added another sentence: "Why are you doing this?"
All Zhou Fei's words were stuck in his throat.
Ling Zhaoyan on the side suffocated his smile and his neck was red.
This monk is Xu Chen, the closed disciple of Master Xinpan.
He is a young monk with a very high seniority.
And it is very likely to be the next Xuankong Temple host.
There have always been rumors from the outside world that this time during the Flower Food Festival, the reason why Master Xin Pan will appear again is to clear the last obstacle for his little disciple and to completely correct him.
Last year, Xu Chen left Xuankong Temple for the first time, went to Chang'an, the most prosperous place in the Great Wilderness, and handed Zhou Fei's post on the Flower Festival.
Later, he lost to Zhou Fei.
However, this little monk gave Zhou Fei a very good feeling. Compared with the famous flowering monk, Xun Chen was not so famous, but he was real.
To put it bluntly, this kid has no sense.
The flowering monk is a bit impure.
But this was an internal matter in Buddhism, Zhou Fei didn't have the time to put his beak, at most he just complained about it in his heart.
"I'm always asking for help," Zhou Fei explained.
Xu Chen couldn't laugh or cry: "You don't seem to be begging for help, you are selling miserables. The key point is that your miserable appearances are not good..."
Zhou Fei looked at Ling Zhaoyan: "Look, I said that I can't fool the monk in the Xuankong Temple like this. It's more realistic to stab me with two swords."
Ling Zhaoyan said: "I always think you have misunderstood something."
Xun Chen also hurriedly said: "Six brothers don’t need to be like this. A few days ago, I received the **** from the seven priests of the temple, knowing that you were seriously injured in a battle with Yong Yan. However, I see that the sixth brother’s complexion and breathing are steady. I think that the injury has almost recovered. And Sixth Brother, you actually broke through?"
Zhou Fei said: "You are really wrong. All my current state is pretended. In fact, my internal organs have been damaged and time is running out. Only when I come to Xuankong Temple to ask for help from Master Xinpan can it be maintained. Got to survive."
Xu Chen didn’t take Zhou Fei’s words to heart at all. He was even more interested in Zhou Fei’s breaking the realm: "Last year, you were in the Seven-Star Realm when you fought with brother. Get into the gods! The talent of the brother is really outstanding
, Xian Chen admired and admired both. "
Zhou Fei smiled and said: "Don't praise me. I have no talent. Don't forget that I still bear the name of Chang'an No. 1 Waste Material. I just fight more often than you. , If you are willing, go down the mountain and challenge the young masters from all walks of life one by one, and keep you from breaking through to the gods within a year."
Even if these words were as simple as dust, they would not believe them.
Zhou Fei was once judged by the master that he could not practice, but he used practical actions to let the master taste the true fragrance. Not only could he practice, but he also became the master's apprentice, and now he is the representative of the academy in the world. The changes in these identities are enough to show how bizarre Zhou Fei's fortunes are.
Seeing Xuan Chen in a daze, Zhou Fei stretched out his hand and shook his eyes, and said, "I'm back, can you take us to see Master Xinpan?"
Xun Chen smiled dryly: "Master hasn't seen outsiders for many years due to physical reasons."
Ling Zhaoyan's face changed slightly and asked, "But outsiders say that Master Xinpan will come out to preach during the Flower Festival."
Xu Chen nodded to Ling Zhaoyan and said, "I don't know when this rumor started. In my memory, Master never said that he would appear at this Flower Food Festival."
"What?" Ling Zhaoyan was shocked: "How many people are coming to Master Xinpan. If he really doesn't show up, aren't you afraid of causing riots?"
Xu Chen said: "This matter also makes Master very difficult. Even if you want to preach, you should invite those who have the most pious beliefs to the inner courtyard of the Xuankong Temple to preach by the door. This is also the bottom line that Master can do."
No one could have imagined that this would be the case. Ling Zhaoyan's face could not hide the lost expression. She thought of Zhou Fei's body and subconsciously held the hilt of the sword.
Zhou Fei immediately squeezed Ling Zhaoyan's hand and signaled her to calm down.
Xu Chen said again: "But Brother Six and Ms. Ling don't have to be too disappointed. Master knows that the two are coming, and the special monk will come here to greet them. Three days later, at noon, Master will take an hour to see them."
Zhou Fei looked at Xian Chen: "If you don't know who you are, just speak to you and gasp, I have reason to suspect that you are deliberately entertaining me."
Xian Chen scratched his head: "Huh?"
(End of this chapter)