Chapter 996: Mouth and tongue sores

Chapter 996
The appearance of the monk in red made the lobby of the Nandou Building quiet for a few breaths before resuming the noise.
In the lobby, many women stared blankly.
It’s just because the monk’s appearance in red is so outstanding. Below his sword eyebrows are a pair of long phoenix eyes, and the random provoked arc has a fascinating but cold taste. His lips are red and teeth are white, the bridge of his nose is tall, and his temperament is flamboyant. Sex, a red dress and his temperament complement each other, I have seen his red dress, I am afraid that in the future, anyone wearing a red dress will feel inferior to him.
The red Buddhist shirt on his body was not the cassock worn by the common abbots, but a darker crimson robe with faint golden threads flowing on it, and nine simple golden lotuses from Buddhism appeared on the hem.
Such a handsome man became a monk!
This is the only thought in the hearts of all women at this time.
At the same time, everyone feels that a bald head can be so good-looking. If there is hair, wouldn't it be against the sky?
If Wushuang were here at this time, he would definitely recognize that this handsome monk in red was Song Yiyang, the Prince of Song.
It's a pity that she hasn't come here yet, and among everyone in the audience, only Long Er knows Song Yiyang, and Xuan Xi has never seen him. Although Song Yiyang has seen Xuan Xi, but Xuan Xi Long Er and they are all changed, Song Yiyang naturally Can't recognize them.
"Tsk! Where's the bald donkey, come to Shijuecheng to join in the fun! Is this monk Sichun wanting to be vulgar?"
At this moment, a mocking voice remembered from the stairs, Bei Xuanyun slowly walked down, looking at Song Yiyang with mocking eyes.
Princess Xia Ling's recruitment meeting unexpectedly recruited all the monks. He found it ridiculous that he would not admit that he was jealous.
That's right, he came to Shijuecheng this time, he was very ambitious, he came for Princess Xia Ling, as long as he can marry Princess Xia Ling, then the entire Great Xia Dynasty will be his solid backing, he does not believe in grandfather Bei Xuan Immortal Emperor will not reuse him.
Therefore, as soon as he saw Song Yiyang, he felt a sense of crisis, because the monk was so handsome, even if he was a monk, it was difficult for him to rest assured.
After all, monks can also be secular!
As everyone knows, his sarcasm and sour appearance has fallen into the eyes of Princess Xia Ling who he wants to marry. Princess Xia Ling's eyes flashed with disgust. Before the invitation party started, he was already sentenced to death by Princess Xia Ling. Up.
"Amitabha Buddha, the benefactor has a vicious tongue and created evil karma. After death, he will fall into hell. The poor monk sees you as pathetic and pitiful, and only punishes you for sores on your tongue."
The red-clothed monk folded his hands together, his tone was calm, and his narrow, narrow phoenix eyes only glanced at Bei Xuanyun faintly.
"Shit, bald ass! What nonsense are you talking about...Ah!!!"
At this moment, Bei Xuanyun suddenly covered his mouth and yelled. Everyone saw that his open mouth was full of abscesses, emitting a stench, which was extremely disgusting.
"Say what you say!"
The Saintess of Shaohua suddenly stood up from her seat and looked at the handsome monk in red in disbelief.
"It turned out to be verbal!"
Princess Xia Ling also gently covered her mouth, her eyes showing shock.
what?
The people in the lobby were also shocked, and their eyes toward the red monk were filled with incredible light.
Speaking is the most advanced spell in Buddhism, but very few people have practiced it. I heard that even the heavenly Buddha can't speak the Dharma. Such a young monk actually... actually practiced it. , How is this not surprising?
Xuanxi was also very surprised. The magic that he uttered was the magical power he awakened. He knew this magical power very well, and he knew better than everyone present about the power of this magic. He also knew that this magical magic was in Buddhism. This kind of magic touched the level of heaven, and it was not something that could be learned at a high level.
Could it be said that this person can already communicate with God?
Perhaps, this person is the only person in the world who can speak the law in addition to himself, so Xuan Xi will not feel unhappy, but admire him very much.
After all, one's own magical powers are born, and this person's magical powers are acquired by himself.
"This young monk can say that the law follows such a powerful spell. What is his origin?"
Someone said in shock.
But no one can answer his question. Before that, Song Yiyang had never used this spell in front of outsiders. He was very low-key, so low-key that the orthodox Buddhism didn't even know his existence.
Bei Xuanyun no longer howled, Bei Xuanjia thought he was ashamed and sealed his mouth tightly.
"This little master, the little girl's brother said improperly, please don't share his common knowledge."
Bei Xuanjia smiled and said to Song Yiyang.
Song Yiyang nodded lightly, and did not speak to Bei Xuanjia. He looked at the lobby and found that there were no tables left. He walked towards the largest table.
"Dare to ask if you can sit here? Do you mind if the poor monks put together a table?"
He pointed to the empty seat and asked Fu Yao and Lao Dao.
"There is no one! You are handsome, you can sit down!"
Fu Yao and Lao Dao haven't spoken yet, Xiao Rouer nodded like a chicken pecking rice.
Xuan Xi helped her forehead, his sister was helpless.
"Thank you for the little donor."
Song Yiyang smiled softly at Xiao Rou'er, and sat down beside her, watching her stare at him for an instant, he stretched out his hand uncontrollably and touched her soft hair. After touching it all, she gently squeezed the little chirp on her head, and then put her hand back seriously.
He looked at this completely strange little girl, feeling a little strange. He had never seen her before, but he felt like he wanted to get close to her.
The Shaohua saint over there wanted to invite Song Yiyang over. Seeing that he had already sat down, she had to give up. She felt a little regretful. She missed the opportunity to talk with this red-robed monk. She spent a few months in the Snow Mountain of God’s Domain, and the monks she met most often. This monk was born out of thin air and was extremely extraordinary. She was very curious about him.
Bei Xuanjia took Bei Xuanyun and followed, and said to Song Yi: "Little Master, we sincerely apologize, and we also ask Master to raise your hand. My brother will participate in the invitational meeting in five days. If this is the case, I am afraid I will not be able to see people. what."
"Amitabha, the poor monk only punishes him for three days, and it will be eliminated after three days."
Song Yiyang said quietly.
Bei Xuanjia breathed a sigh of relief.
Bei Xuanyun’s eyes were full of spiteful hatred. He had never been so embarrassed when he grew up. He just walked over, and those people covered their noses and looked at him disgustingly, as if they were some stinking person. All thanks to this hateful bald donkey!
"Shu, do you want to drink tea? I haven't drank it before!"
Xiao Rouer pushed the tea cup she hadn't drunk in front of him to Song Yiyang, blinking her big deer-like eyes, as if she was about to look at him for a drink, her star-black eyes full of expectation.
Song Yiyang thought to himself, even if this little cutie added poisoned tea to him, he would drink it happily.
Because there is a strange magic in her bright eyes.