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Chapter 786 The terrible in Yunmeng Ling(2/2)

However, information may not be wrong. The candle and others in the snow should indeed be in this warm pavilion not long ago. I do not know why it was transferred away.

But no matter how they shifted, their destination today has only one, Puyang Grottoes.

You can find them there.

However, Ouyang Rong did not know that Yu Nianyuan and Embroidery were not there. Is there any accompanying?

Ouyang Rong looked down, holding a cup of tea with only a bite of tea, and pacing around the sand table before walking out of the warm pavilion, just in case, he also made a circle on the other floors of the library building, or nothing.

Go downstairs.

[Artist] It has been one step ahead of time, and returns to the sword box in the pavilion.

Everyone outside the building saw that Ouyang Rong took a cup of tea, walked out of the small building, and returned to the pavilion.

In the pavilion, the Zen master still looked up at the sky, as if he had fallen into a realm of mysteriousness, and it seemed to have no response to all the movements of the outside world.

However, Ouyang Rong's tea is out of date.

Judi found a detail. As a monk's own master, he turned out to be a disciple of Ouyang Rong, but today he saw too many incredible things. Right now, this surprise seems nothing.

Ouyang Rong did not go to see Bi Gongbi Zen Zen Master.

In fact, this middle -aged Zen master is still a bit of Zen. At least Hui Genpin is very good. However, before, he tried to enlighten the Tao to enlighten the world.

Ouyang Rong directly cut off this finger, in fact, he was helping him to break his appearance! Tell him that Tao is not a textbook or a finger that can be expressed. The Tao is the Tao, empty, nothing.

The real Buddhist Zen section does not stand on the text and does not make notes.

Ouyang Rong, who has the reserves of the Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and Taoism. If you look at the standards of this era, his realm is higher than the middle -aged Zen master.

The short -term confrontation that has just been scolded in the pavilion has made a higher judgment.

This is only what the real internal talent understands. Many times, fighting is actually a momentary thing. Is the other party unpredictable or half -bucket of water.

Although I do n’t think about how Zen Master ’s heart, how does Ouyang Rong, who is still young as Confucianism, have such a deep and deep Zen method -at least under the criteria of the Zen Zen of the Zen Master.

Then, then

But it does not hinder him to respect Ouyang Rong, because it does point to him, such as the pouring top.

Ouyang Rong's tea was cold, he didn't put it down, thinking about something, a finger Zen master who was respecting the ritual:

"Where did Yu Nianyuan go? Where was the embroidered mother?"

One fingers shook his head sincerely:

"Master of assassination, the poor monk did not know, but just saw the second female king brought back a carriage, the embroidered girl should be inside.

"But the second daughter, before walking, asked for a poverty -stricken way for a Dingxun Dan."

Ouyang Rong carefully asked: "What do you use?"

One fingers of the Zen master sighs:

"This Dan is used to stabilize the soul, and is the treasure of Zen. There is only one poor way. Under the passage of Master, the practice of this ancestor to some realm in the depths is too meditation.

Terror, you need to determine the soul with Dan to prevent the "lost soul and falling down 'and become a walking dead, but this dangerous realm has not yet reached the poverty, it belongs to the category of the grade on the Buddha."

Ouyang Rong pursed his mouth.

"Thank you."

He turned calmly, walked out of the pavilion, ignored Fang Ziwu, who was guilty of his hoe, and Mrs. Fang walked outside.

Fang Shengnan deeply buried his head, Fang Jianxian looked at the long back of Ouyang Rong, his eyes were complicated.

Li Yu kept up in awe.

"Ouyang Lianghan, where are you ..."

The voice of Fang Jian's sleeve came. This time, it is no longer the previously cold persuasion, but ... some unclear softness.

Ouyang Rong did not answer, and continued to leave with Yan Liulang with the heads of the heads.

Out of the door, Ouyang Rong is going to board the carriage:

"Go to Puyang Grottoes."

"Yes, Mingfu."

The carriage was ready to start, but there were two footsteps in the house chased out. Yan Liulang whispered:

"Mingfu, sisters of Fang Fang, do they follow, do you want to take them together?"

Ouyang Rong was silent, waved his hands, and signaled them regardless of them.

The second daughter of Fang raised her sleeve suddenly stepped forward and took out a bronze short sword:

"Ouyang Lianghan, there is something to tell you, about this cloud dream order."

"What's the meaning?"

"Jianze's distribution of Yunmeng Ling is not to let us go to Puyang Grottoes, but to tell us where to live, but at a specific moment, we must inject aura in the inside."

"What specific moments?"

"The second moment today."

Ouyang Rong glanced at the sky, and the second moment was around 2:30 in the afternoon, but now the time has not yet arrived, but it is fast.

"Injecting aura?"

"That's right! The commander must inject all the aura in it. Just now the master holds the dream order, it is preparing to inject the aura."

After looking at the serious sisters of Fang's family, Ouyang Rong suddenly took the Yun Mengling, bowed his head to stare.

He first tried to inject a little aura. The aura was like a stone into the sea, and disappeared. He found that Yun Mengling was faintly inhaled, and he seemed to be craving for more aura ...

Ouyang Rong tilted his head and looked at the Puyang Grottoes in the distance.
Chapter completed!
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