[Comprehensive] Shining like the sun and the moon

The slander is so slanderous, but it is not easy for someone Tan to understand the irascible father, and he still did not say it out of disobedience.

In the bustling and bustling city of Chang'an, there is no shortage of new things and rare gadgets. In the peaceful and prosperous age, it is most suitable for wandering the streets and living a wandering life. Moreover, his own father is still the prime minister of the court, which is really unworthy of a god.

"Master, master, please slow down!"

The young master obviously didn't mean to slow down. Tan Zhao carried the jug of Zhuyeqing he bought from a small shop, and didn't drink it. He just carried it like this, and while walking, he dragged the young monk who had finally come out to introduce this and that. It's only been a few days, and it's like a living map of Chang'an City.

When it comes to playing, Tan is naturally a leader in all kinds of things.

"You are a Buddhist, so I won't treat you to wine. I will treat you to drink next time when uncle brews vegetarian wine."

Monks don't drink meat or alcohol, except for vegetarian wine. Although there are some monks who don't drink it, there are no strict regulations in Buddhism today. Moreover, with the rise of Buddhism, His Majesty in the palace even invited the abbot of Hongfu Temple to drink vegetarian wine.

"The little monk is too strong to drink, I'm afraid..."

"That's it, then fruit liqueur, Xuanzang, what kind of fruit do you like to eat? Peaches? Plums? Or cold melon?" Just as he was talking, the man rushed forward, pretending to buy a gift for his daughter.

Xuanzang: ... Uncle is so lively.

But in the end, fresh people are more likable. At least since Xuanzang came down from the mountain, getting along with his uncle is the most relaxed. He can talk about Buddhism, and he can also listen to things he has never heard of, or interesting stories, or rare things. , Miraculously, there is no conflict.

Maybe his master is here, and he will also like his uncle very much.

When Tan Zhao came back with his things in hand, he saw the young monk holding a Buddhist bead and smiling, looking in a good mood.

"Let me tell you, monks have to come out to meet the world. The Buddha saves himself and the world. If you don't look at the world, can you keep yourself out of the Buddha's principles?"

"Amitabha, what uncle said is true." Xuanzang felt that this statement was very reasonable, but he was too rigid in form.

"..." This kind of serious temperament is not good, and I can't take a joke.

The lively places on the street are, of course, the dance halls and wine shops. If you go inside at night, it will be even more lively. But Mr. Tan has not been sick to this point. He only briefly introduced the first part, and then led someone to find Jia Su Zhai. The restaurant sat down.

"The vegetarian food here is said to be a masterpiece. Don't say anything about the simple food of monks. If you can eat well, why do you want to eat simple food?"

Xuanzang felt that he would never be able to speak well of his little uncle. He couldn't show the sutra eloquence that he used to talk to the monks, so he let it go. If the monk came, he would be at ease, Amitabha.

Tan Zhaoyile, he recently had a bit of fun in Chang'an City, and he talked happily: "That's right, it is said that even the monks from the Hongfu Temple outside the city came to the city to teach Buddhism, and they ate the vegetarian dishes of this house."

As soon as the words were finished, a novice dressed in a monk's robe came in. There were three people in a group, the leader was older, followed by two young monks, who were obviously regular customers, and the second one went up to meet him immediately.

Tan Zhao took a closer look and found out that this vegetarian restaurant does not accept money for monks.

"This boss is very good at business."

Xuanzang was puzzled.

"Building a reputation, earning a good reputation, making a fortune with a small fortune." Tan Zhao gave a thumbs up, but he said it in a low voice, only two people could hear it.

Xuanzang obviously didn't understand the way in it, he just didn't understand.

"It's fine if you don't understand, since you met your colleague, do you want to say hello?" Tan Zhao then changed the subject.

Xuanzang thought for a moment: "It should be so."

Naturally, Tan Zhao didn't want to meddle in the affairs of the monks. He was a layman, and he brought his nephew who was a monk there, what did he look like?It's better to bow your head and eat food obediently.

But obviously, eating a good meal quietly is not so easy.

No, just 5 minutes after eating, the monks over there had already chatted happily, and he received a private message and voice chat from He Bo.

Generally, he ignores it.But it's not boring, so I answered and listened.

Then, he had to get oiled and run away.

He really wanted to run away, not verbally, but before he left, he told the boy where he was going, and only asked the boy to wait for the nephew to come back.

The other boy wanted to follow, but he couldn't catch up.

He couldn't catch up with him, because as soon as Tan Zhao left the vegetarian restaurant, he flew out of the city directly through the clouds and fog, but he was blocked by people before he was ten miles away from the city.

To be precise, it is a fairy character that he can't even think of, but he knows.

This god is Erlang God Yang Jian, who is not yet a judicial god but is already the ceiling of heaven's combat power.

At this moment, Yang Jian, with his vertical pupils open and wearing silver armor, Tan Zhao could not have imagined that Feng Lan, a little He Bo, was forced to marry, and the heavenly court actually worked for this big man. He should say that the heavenly court is doing things Is the efficiency low, or should I complain about how to kill a chicken with a bull's knife?

But no matter what, now it doesn't matter whether it's killing chickens or killing fish, it's up to him now.

God is killing me!

It was rare for Tan Zhao to choke up a mouthful of old blood, and what made people vomit blood even more was that the moment this man opened his mouth, he said, "You mortal, you actually have the aura of that hozen on you!"

"..." Can your noses not be so sharp? !

The dead enemy is really set to not collapse anywhere, this Yazi can still smell it, is it possessed by the roaring dog?

But this also made Tan Zhao realize that his Chaos Orb is under the hands of the real gods, and he probably won't be able to survive.Covering it up is equivalent to being tricky, and it is even more terrifying, such as now.

Who is Yin Yuan, even though the system has gone through the door to send him to reincarnation, but just look up Yin Yuan's life, and you will know how wrong he is with him.

After all, He Bo taught him how to deceive people and ghosts, but it is difficult to deceive gods.

"Who exactly are you?"

Tan Zhao tried to prove his innocence: "Shangxian Rongfeng, I am really a good person."

"It seems that you will not fight or fight anymore!" Yang Jian's temperament is obviously not as straight as he will be in the future. Before he experienced the torment of Tian Tiao, he was also a rebellious and daring fairy.

The fight started when there was a disagreement, it was even worse than Brother Monkey.

Unexpectedly, Brother Yang 300 years ago was actually this kind of person. Tan Zhao was forced to draw his sword to fight against the enemy. Of course, he was also a little excited. After all, he had learned magic for so long, and it was his first time. Real swords and real guns fight with Yang Jian, although the opponent is not as strong as 300 years later, but he is just a budding newbie, still only a fraction of his age.

System: hello?New?I'm afraid you have misunderstood Mengxin.

[Do you dare to say that I am older than their gods? ]

System: ...Your theory of relativity is a bit against your will. You are amazing compared to gods alone.

Tan Zhao didn't blush at all, he was exhausted at the moment, originally he thought he couldn't do a hundred moves under Yang Jian's hands, but he didn't expect the opponent to fight more and more vigorously?

How fat four!

Feng Lan walked back and forth in the Crystal Palace, still feeling uneasy in his heart. After thinking about it, he didn't expect that his letter of distress would attract the Great Demon King of the Heavenly Court. Still let this great god know the truth about the capture of the wild god.

He originally thought that the Great God would just leave, but he didn't expect the Great Demon King to go to the underworld, so he said he wanted to find Yin Yuan to find out.

How could he stop this great god who he couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes in the past!

But... in order to marry a daughter-in-law, I worked hard!

After making a decision, Feng Lan immediately squeezed a dharma body to stay in the water mansion, while she headed towards Chang'an City.After flying for about half a stick of incense, he finally found the traces of the great god and... the hero in a hinterland of mountains outside Chang'an city.

Long live!

The Heavenly Court True Monarch actually fights with a mortal. Is it the fall of the gods, or the rise of the mortal?

Moreover, He Bo picked up the leaves and looked at them. Why does he still have the feeling of being equal?Hmm, that's not right, Zhenjun doesn't seem to have made any ruthless moves, but he has a feeling of seeing his tricks and breaking his tricks? !

Feng Lan felt that her eyesight was clumsy, and after staring at it for a long time, she could only see one reason: as a fairy, he really wasn't good enough for his future father-in-law.

... This world really hurt He Bo's heart.

"Come again!"

Tan Zhao couldn't lift the sword anymore, no matter what he was, he was really a mortal, special, he was just a mortal with mana, how could he be compared with a god.

He spread out on the ground, and said very salty: "I'm tired, I have to catch it quickly."

Yang Jian was heartbroken by this. Ordinary people just don't work hard. If you have to work harder, with this talent, you should have been promoted to the immortal class long ago.

After waiting for a long time, before the sound of chains came, Tan Zhao opened his eyes: "Don't catch me?"

"...You want to be arrested that much? Then I'm full—"

Tan Zhao jumped up in a jerk, that's called quick: "No, I really don't mean it, I'm just a commoner, a cockfighting yamen dude. Do the gods drink? The best bamboo leaf green, stored in the cellar Three years, you smell the aroma of this wine, isn't it extremely mellow?"

Feng Lan grabbed the tree, his heart was beating eighty at this moment.

He swallowed, although he didn't even have the chance to go to heaven when he became an immortal not long ago, but this did not prevent him from learning the gossip about the gods in heaven from the land. One of them is this very bad Offended Zhenjun Erlang.

Ren Yudi's nephew, rebellious and unruly, he can split mountains when he is fierce, the most difficult person in the heaven.

At this moment, he actually agreed to Hero Yin's invitation to drink ordinary ordinary wine in this barren mountain and wild place?When this matter was told, the landowners in small towns would not believe it.

Fortunately, where He Bo was standing, he couldn't hear what was being said inside. If he could hear it, he might have given up his idea of ​​marrying someone else's daughter at this moment.

"Tell me about your relationship with that monkey."

Tan Zhao began to pretend to be confused: "What monkey?"

Yang Jian smiled, inexplicably high-spirited: "I still need to point it out? It is the one that jumped out of the cracks in the rock and claimed to be the Monkey King. Is there a second such annoying monkey in the world?" ?"

You see, sometimes people will be much happier if they don’t hear the truth, and He Bo also applies to this truth.