The monk from the Dragon Guardian Mountain, led by the blue bird, came to the pavilion.

Various delicacies, including fish, meat, and vegetarian food.

Xu Qianqiu reached out and signaled the monk to do it himself.

I thought I was a monk and a monk who had attained enlightenment and should go and serve the vegetarian food.

but……

He grabbed the legs of lamb, fish, and chicken butts with his hands, and ignored the vegetarian food and looked down on it.

This Landa Mountain is indeed a bit interesting!

Not only can you practice dual cultivation, but you can also eat meat, killing people is common.

But there is no shortage of great compassion.

It is very different from the Buddhist principles of the Central Plains.

Xu Qianqiu said straight to the point: "The Tantric Master wants to practice both with me?"

Such straightforward words and such tiger and wolf words as dual cultivation, the old monk looked calm, as if he was used to it, without any turmoil, and had no reaction.

On the side, the blue bird and sweet potato were also shocked. Are all monks in the world so open now?

Xu Qianqiu was not interested in the ascension of Tantric practice and ascendant, so he immediately asked for a puzzlement: "Why are you looking for me?"

The old monk held the pig's trotter and chewed it around, looking dull, just shook his head, indicating that he didn't know the reason.

Xu Qianqiu smiled and said nothing, and stopped asking questions.

Tantra acts strangely, but dare not really do it against him.

Some people from Tantric Buddhism like to cut off the celestial spirit cover and use their skulls as magic tools to exorcise ghosts and summon souls.

Human bone robes, human skin hand drums, and historical records are common.

After thinking about it, Xu Qianqiu decisively refused: "I have been invited by Master Qianli, but I have something to do for the time being and cannot get out of it. I have no skills in my clones. Please forgive me!"

The old monk didn't raise his head and reached out to grab the chicken's butt. Although the three chickens were not finished, he picked all the chicken's butts and ate them.

"Young monk can wait!"

Xu Qianqiu was a little curious and asked, "How long can you wait?"

The monk chewed a pig's trotter and slowly said, "There are thirty-one years left."

Xu Qianqiu: “…”

31+24=55,48+31=79

On the day of dual cultivation, Xu Qianqiu was 55 years old and Tantric master was 79 years old.

As we get older, the age gap is no longer a problem.

Dual cultivation at that time...

Can you still practice?

The monk lived in the city. Judging from his appearance, he probably had to wait for thirty-one years.

Above the table, there was a mess, like the autumn wind sweeping by.

A table of delicious food was so scattered.

His Royal Highness’s image as a monk who has attained enlightenment has been destroyed.

In Qianqiu Pavilion, Xu Qianqiu looked at the secret letter in his hand and destroyed it after reading it.

Every day, the world's first floor will send some news.

All of them are major news from all over the world and are of great importance and require the author to personally review and decide.

After watching one by one, Xu Qianqiu drank a pot of wine by warming the sweet potatoes.

For him, wine is not wine, and he will not get drunk even if he drinks a thousand cups.

Sweet potato sat aside, slightly leaning against her side, kneading her slender hands, with clever force and charming smiles.

When the blue bird returned from out, he handed over a superstition and said calmly: "Young Master, today is the day for fishing and law enforcement."

After reading the secret letter, he destroyed it and asked, "Can any masters enter the city recently?"

Qingniao shook her head and said, "Two groups of martial arts people came to the city, and the leaders were only in the third-grade realm, and no master entered the city."

There are no second-grade masters, it's boring.

Nowadays, these assassins are really inferior to those of another group, and their quality has dropped significantly.

When fishing, there are only a few small fish and shrimps, which are extremely boring.

"Tell the second young master to let him practice swords tonight. If the master in the mansion does not have my instructions, he will not take action."

Xu Fengnian is still not very hateful enough.

Although it is good to be kind, it must be guaranteed that whenever you are cruel, you cannot hesitate.

When the news came, my second sister Xu Weixiong had entered the northern Liang territory and could reach Lingzhou within a few days.

My second sister returned home better than the heavy rain.

For Jiang Ni, Xu Weixiong was a mountain that she could not cross. Even a person who was as gentle and kind as Sweet Potato, was a little more irritable when he learned that Xu Weixiong was about to return home.

However, this irritability and depression was hidden very well by her.

The little monk from north and south brought to the mansion and the little girl from east to west have been living in the mansion for these days.

Every day, there is a little more anger in this majestic and strict Beiliang Palace.

As for the great monk, Xu Qianqiu no longer cares about it.

The Tantric master, regardless of whether the dual cultivation is true or false, still inevitably has to use Beiliang.

Kill someone by borrowing a knife!

The Western Regions sects were not obeying discipline. The capital was wary of this, but they never found a suitable reason to clean it.

Nowadays, if someone is an insider and comes to Beiliang to borrow a knife, it is the best strategy.

It is a great deal to use Beiliang as a chess piece.

In this capital, there are really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon, and many capable people emerge!

These days, the little girl from Tian has been practicing the technique of thrush drawing with sweet potatoes and has been paying serious attention to the master.

Every day when I entered the boudoir, I saw Sister Hongshu feeling uncomfortable all over and it was difficult to get out of bed. This made the little girl very angry and wanted to find His Royal Highness to vent her anger.

Sweet potato was so amused that he could only try his best to stop him.

And tell the little girl to be careful of the little monks from both north and south.

In order not to get out of bed like Sister Sweet Potato, the little girl nodded violently.

Sweet potato laughed.

Originally named Hongmu, she bit her thin lips and smiled, and was naturally charming, and could be called a beauty in the world.

Dazhuguo also laughed and said that even if this little fox entered the palace and became a concubine, he would be unbeaten.

Every day, the little girl was watching her make-up, remove makeup, draw her eyebrows, and tamper her eyebrows. The little monk sat aside and smiled foolishly.

Another day, before Xu Qianqiu woke up, the blue bird had already pushed the door open and reported something urgent.

Second sister Xu Weixiong left the team and rode alone.

In the world, three groups of people in the world are ready to move.

In Lingzhou City, a group of martial arts people who just entered the city yesterday also left the city in the early morning.

The troops from all directions surrounded and cut off all retreats.

It's really a big deal.

If you make such a big picture, you will not be afraid of titting to kill a princess of the Northern Liang Palace.

Xu took off the jade pendant from his waist, threw it with the blue bird, squinted his eyes, and murderous aura surged in his eyes, and said coldly:

"These people come from all the way. Since they don't want to celebrate the New Year, they will send them to hell. But the New Year is fine, and it's fine to celebrate the Qingming Festival!"

"Transfer a thousand Fengzi camps, bring the crossbows in the army, kill them all, and run away one of them, and punish you for three days without getting into bed!"

The blue bird held the jade pendant in his hand and turned around and left.

When she got up, Sweet Soup served him well, washed up, and then went back to bed.

In the yard, a faint ray of sunshine was scattered in the sky. Although there was no warmth, it was the last sunny day before winter began.

The little monks from north and south chase and play with the little girls from east and west.

Looking at the little girl who was laughing like a yellow oriole, the monk was a little confused for a moment and murmured:

"Things, the master said I'm stupid, and you also said I'm stupid, that's stupid, but I don't care.

I will not practice both Zen in the temple. You are my Zen, and you can learn the beautiful face!"
Chapter completed!