Chapter 3257 apologize?
Brahma learned the whole story from Van Gogh.
Brahma's calm face was hesitant.
"This is not easy to handle."
"Junior Brother... Did I get hurt by that person for nothing?"
"Brother, you are too reckless. You started to hurt people first, and then the Special Affairs Department intervened. The Special Affairs Department was originally the place where the Daoist sects were concentrated. We have always held a deep prejudice against us Buddhism. Now we are asking for reason. Fair?" Brahma Mind knows more about thinking than Van Gogh.
"Then we don't pass the Special Situation Department, can they still stop us Wutai Mountain?" Van Gogh was full of resentment towards Chen Zhao.
Brahma closed his eyes and thought about it slightly.
Although Buddhism pays attention to escape from the world, the four are empty.
But if it can be done, then it will not be a human being, it will all be Buddha.
They are not yet Buddhas, so they also have joy, anger, sorrow, joy, emotions, greed, hatred and delusion.
Even Brahma Heart is no exception.
However, the difference between Brahma Heart and Van Gogh is that.
Van Gogh starts from hatred.
And Brahma Mind considers more interests.
"Brother, do you know why I was so eager to shoot?"
Brahma Heart glanced at Van Gou: "Why?"
"Because there is a scale snake flood there." Fan Gu said: "My Wutai Mountain Zhenshan **** beast flame wing is missing now is the Lin snake flood, as long as it can swallow the Lin snake flood snake gall, then it can inspire the blood of the ancestors, incarnate gold wings Dapeng, when my Buddhism Zen Buddhism will flourish, even Taoism cannot stop me Buddhism."
Brahma Heart opened his eyes: "Are you sure it is Lin Snake Jiao?"
"How could I be mistaken, if it weren't, I wouldn't just grab it."
Although Brahma’s face was still calm, his eyes flickered erratic.
Mount Wutai has just hatched the flame wings of the beast.
Flamewing was originally a descendant of the Golden Winged Roc.
Although it has just hatched for only half a year, it is a long day.
The food needed is also various scale insects.
is quite the demeanor of its ancestor Golden Wing Roc.
But this also suffered the monks of Mount Wutai.
In order to feed the flame wing, but also to make the flame wing reborn as soon as possible, incarnate as a golden wing roc.
The monks of Mount Wutai searched for all kinds of scale insects.
In half a year, many kinds of scale insects were caught.
Fortunately, the aura tide arrived.
Various monsters were born one after another.
However, ordinary scale insects are just ordinary food for flame wings.
If you want to evolve the flame wings, you must gather several rare scale snakes.
One of them is Lin Snake Jiao.
Lin Snake Bird is a very special kind of snake evolved.
Lin Snakes have the blood of unicorns and dragons, but their offspring are very ordinary.
Except for the inherent spiritual root, there is not much strange ability.
However, the bloodline is destined to be the rareness of the Lin Snake Jiao.
As a natural alien, it is naturally extremely difficult to cultivate.
It is more difficult to evolve into a dragon and then into a dragon than other scale insects.
If there is no extraordinary chance, you will basically be stuck in the half-bird and half-snake stage throughout your life.
In the stage before evolving into a dragon, it is exactly what Flamewing needs.
At this time, the blood of the unicorn and the dragon were both revealed, but they failed to understand each other.
Now Flamewing has swallowed dozens of different species of scale insects, and the bloodline supernatural powers are increasing day by day.
If flamewing can swallow the snake worm, it can refine the blood of the unicorn and dragon.
Thus soaring to the sky, agitating the thin blood of the golden wing and big Peng inside.
Of course, although this golden-winged roc is not the kind of divine bird in myths and legends, it is similar.
"Brother, take a good rest, don't worry about other things, leave it to me."
"Brother..."
Brahma Min stopped and looked towards Van Gogh.
"Break his hands and feet."
"Amitabha Buddha." Brahma Mind was noncommittal and turned and left.
……
"Minister, Wutai Mountain Brahma Heart Sage Master has just met the ancient Vatican monk."
"I'll see you, we can't stop it." Zhou Yiren's tone was rather helpless.
"Just now, the internal information of Mount Wutai? Six Sanskrit generations? and 24 Xuanzi generation monks? All went down the mountain and booked the tickets for Laimo Capital."
Zhou Yiren's expression changed, and he suddenly stood up and said in anger: "What are the monks of Mount Wutai doing? What are they doing?"
He hopes that Wutai Mountain can start a fight with Chen Zhao, and it is best to have a conflict.
Chen Zhao is strong, and Zhang Tianyi mentioned it more than once.
And if Chen Zhao and Wutaishan conflict, no matter who wins or loses in the end.
Doors can take a profit.
But Zhou Yiren did not intend to cause a full-scale conflict.
One, two, three or four monks start a war with Chen Zhao, and it won’t affect the sky.
But so many eminent monks descended the mountain together, what does this mean?
Zhou Yiren panicked: "Go and closely monitor the movements of the group of monks. Their intentions? Their positions, let me figure it out."
Zhou Yiren is a Taoist disciple, but after all, he is now wearing the uniform of a civil servant.
His position is still on the side of the country.
It is impossible for the state to allow major disturbances.
Small troubles, he has the final say, if things go wrong.
It's really messed up.
No matter what it will become in the end.
The above must definitely hold him accountable.
……
Click
Chen Zhao opened the door? He found a monk with long hair standing outside the door.
Chen Zhao looked up and down the monk.
The monk is wearing a white robe? A string of Buddhist beads is hung on his left hand, and the right hand holds a Buddhist gift.
"Amitabha? Poor monk Brahma heart."
"Fanxin? Are you the monk from Wutai Mountain?" Chen Zhao asked when he looked at Fanxin.
"The poor monk is the Brahman Heart."
"Well, are you here to avenge Van Gou?"
"The poor monk is here to resolve grievances."
"Oh, how much do you plan to compensate me?" Chen Zhao directly came and beat him up.
He doesn’t believe in resolving grievances, how many enemies he has encountered in the past.
There is never an option to resolve grievances.
Because they are all monks, they don't know how to bow their heads.
They will only decide their behavior based on their position.
He didn’t think that the monks of Mount Wutai had the kind of consciousness to let go of their grievances.
The ancient Vatican monk I met before was said to be a Taoist monk.
Actually, there is no such thing as a master monk.
Decisively, there was never half compassion when he started.
"How much does the donor think is suitable?" Monk Fanxin asked.
"Ten billion, U.S. dollars."
The Buddhist monk said lightly, “The poor monk can’t get so much money.”
"Then please do it."
"Don’t the donors want to hear how much they plan to give out?"
"No, you can't afford the price I want anyway." Chen Zhao shrugged.
He doesn’t care about the attitude of the Brahma Heart monk, nor does he care what he does here.
This is the center of the city, so I definitely can’t fight here.
Chen Zhao can’t, and of course neither can the Buddhist monk.
So Chen Zhao doesn't need to worry about Monk Fanxin suddenly attacking him.
"Donor, the poor monk came with sincerity."