MTL - I Became A Virtuous Wife and Loving Mother in another Cultivation World-Chapter 273 Not for you

Rongyi feels very different. He feels that the congressional master is very familiar with himself. He does not call him a lord, but he is called Rongyi. Under the influence of the other's affinity, he does not ask himself: "I have seen it at several banquets. Masters of Congress, but they are all far away, this is the first time I have been sitting close to the Congressional Master."

The congressional master poured a cup of hot tea for him: "I haven't had a chance before. We can't say a word even if we face each other at a close distance. At this time, we have to summon you across thousands of miles. You are also running because of your heart. A trip."

Rongyi drinks hot tea: "I really don't understand your monk, always pay attention to some fate."

The congressional master chuckled: "As the saying goes, there are thousands of miles to meet, and there is no chance to meet each other. If you don't have a chance, how can I meet you face to face here, just like you and the person you like, if there is no fate, how can you separate it? It’s difficult to get through the time and space, know each other and love each other."

Rongyi thought of Yinyin night, and his emotions became somewhat unstable: "It’s really awkward to hear the words of love from the master’s mouth. Masters know how to love and love. However, the masters have no magic power, even I travel through time and space. Everything is clear and clear." The congressional master laughed and said nothing.

Rongyi finished drinking the tea in the cup and asked: "I don't know why the master came to me for this?"

"Since you have been here for more than ten days, why bother to ask what is going on."

"I even know this."

The congressional master took out a Buddhist scripture and gave it to Rongyi: "Read a hundred times a day."

Rongyi sees the Buddhist scriptures quite thick: "One hundred times? Don't sleep?"

“Do you need to sleep if the comprehension?” the congressional master asked him.

"..." Rong Yi wondered: "You are looking for me to come here, not to let me read the Buddhist scriptures?"

"If you don't hurry up, you can't catch up with the birthday of Fu Shizhu."

Rongyi was speechless for a while.

"Remember, be sincere." The congressman closed his eyes and sat quietly to meditate.

Before Rongyi remembered what his older brother had said to him, he picked up the Buddhist scriptures and wrote a ‘Hardheart Mantra’. He opened the first page and read the words one word at a time.

When he finished the last word of the hundredth time, it happened to be twenty-four hours.

The congressional master sitting opposite him never moved, as if sitting opposite him was a dummy.

The tea is still hot under the spiritual insulation. Rongyi drinks the hot tea in the teapot. The teapot will automatically buy tea again. No other monks are required to serve, and no other monks are disturbing.

It was very quiet around, and if it wasn’t in the wind blowing the leaves, the sound of rustling, he thought he was coming to a still world. When Rong Yi read 1400 times, suddenly the book disappeared and became a thick stack of paper, and each piece of paper was painted with a painting.

Rongyi opened it and saw that there were scenery, people, characters, people he was familiar with, people he missed, people who were photographed from the realm of comprehension, but disappeared from the photo.

"This this……"

He was so excited that he was red-eyed. At this time, he did not know what words to use to express his feelings: "Master, how do you have these paintings? Are you painting?"

The congressional master finally opened his eyes and smiled with my mana, and could not record the things of the world."

"That is..." Rongyi took a look at the drawing paper, and then looked at the master of the martial arts, and then looked at the painting in his hand: "It is the Buddha's heart, is the Buddha's heart for you?"

The congressional master nodded: "It is a painting by the master of the Buddha's ancestors, and then the painting is passed on to the present, so the talents on the painting will not disappear."

"The paintings of Buddha's heart are so powerful, the paintings are exactly the same as the photos." When Rongyi thought of the Buddha's heart, he thought of a small monk who was only about three years old: "If he is still, really want to thank him."

The Congressman laughed and said: "It is the same to say thank you to the poor."

Rong Yi looked at him as if he saw the Buddha's heart that became a grown-up. The two clearly did not look the same, but they had the same feeling: \"You...,,

Will the Congressional Master not be the reincarnation of the Buddha's heart?

Rongyi blurted out: "Thank you."

"The Buddha Master said that as long as you are good at all, the days will always be better."

Rong Yi Shen Sheng: "The big enemy has not reported, how to be good?"

"Amitabha..." The congressional master no longer said more, and said: "Today is the birthday feast of the Lord Fushi, do you want to go with the poor?"

"Good." Rongyi plans to go to Fujia and find his older brother.

The congressional master walked out of the door of his little temple and immediately a group of young babies came to meet. The congressmen’s masters took off directly in the air, and other little crickets needed to borrow wooden sticks to fly to the sky.

The Fu family's ancestral home is on a mountain in the north of the outskirts of Beijing. At this time, when the doorway has been parked with a bunch of high-class cars, the people who enter the Fu's ancestral home are not rich, and everyone wears a dress that is glamorous.

When Rongyi descended to the gate of the Fu family's ancestral home, the family of the Fu family immediately greeted them, and others looked at the Congressmen.

The family of the Fu family smiled cheerfully: "The congressional master, long time no see, did not expect that you will personally come to the humble house."

Rongyi, standing next to the congressional master, quietly looked at the rich family. He didn’t think it was like painting a man’s family who was exactly the same as Yin’s night, because the Fuji family and the man on the painting were not at all.

The congressional masters put their hands together: "Today is the life of the Lord of Foster, and the impoverished and absent."

"Haha, Master, please come in, please come in."

Rong Yi said to the congressional master with a voice that I have to wait for my older brother to come over, and I will not go in with you. ”

He does not want to be the focus of attention.

The congressional master nodded and entered the big house with the family of the Fu family.

Rongyi took out his mobile phone and called Rongcheng: "Big brother, I am at the gate of the Fujia ancestral home. Have you arrived yet?"

"I will arrive immediately." Rong said that he hanged the phone when he said this. Then Rongyi heard the sound of the car coming from the sky. A very purple car screamed from a distance, squatted and turned in the air. Circle, stop at the parking lot of the Fu family's ancestral home, and then slowly descend to the open space to stop.

Then, wearing a purple formal suit, walked down from the driver.

Rongyi walked over and circled around him. He said: "Master, I haven’t seen it for half a month. It’s like being a person. I have to doubt that you are really coming from the world of comprehension. Does it look like a modern person, a modern man, a formal dress, and a sunglasses, what did my second brother do to you?"

He leaned on the side of the car and put on a handsome posture. He asked, "What about handsome?"

"It's so handsome."

The grinning corner was a big smile, and he took out a set of white dresses for Rongyi: "This is the clothes I picked for you, put them on." Rong Yi took the clothes: "Thank you."

"Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi, come over and help me." He also sat in the car and screamed.

Rong Yi raised his eyebrows and went to the back seat and asked: "Two brothers, what happened to you?"

"You try to go all the way from Longcheng to the capital, you will not ask me what happened." The dizzy Rongqi got off the bus under the help of Rongyi.

Rong Yidao: "Are you not taking medicine? You can eat a halo."

Rongqi asked him: "Would you bring a motion sickness medicine on your body?"

Rongyi said with a funny voice: "What about Big Brother?"

"I am here." The voice of Rong Hao came from the vice seat. He licked his temple and opened the door and got off the bus: "The car will not be taken again next time."

Rong Yi asked: "When did the master learn to drive?"

Rongqi said: "I was the day when I took him out to go shopping. He immediately fell in love with driving. He asked me how to drive him. Then he learned to drive in two days. On the third day, he decided to set up this sports car. He is really amazing. Learn everything fast."

He touched the body and said: "It is better to use the car as a rider than other implements."

"Of course, don't blow your hair."

Rong Yi asked Rong Rong: "Grandpa, what about them?"

Rong Rong sighed: "You have to change clothes first, they will arrive later."

In the Rongyi car, he changed his suit to pick him up, just fit.

I am very satisfied with the clothes I picked: "My eyes are good."

Rong Yibai gave him a glance: "Can you be modest?"

"I never understand what humility is."

Rong Rong looked at Rongyi and nodded. "When I went to the Daguo Temple, there were many people, and the anger was not so heavy."

Rong Yi smiled: "I went to a big country temple and I feel much better."

"Big brother, Grandpa, they are coming." Rongqi pointed at the car coming in from the mountain pass.

Rong Rong brought Rongyi to the front of Rong’s car.

Mr. Rong and Mrs. Rong looked down with a smile and said: "You three boys, suddenly willing to participate in the banquet with my old man, is it a ghost idea?"

Rongqi immediately spoke to him: "Grandpa, we just want to come and see the life of the first family of the true family."

Rong’s father can’t believe his ghost words and turn his eyes to him: “This is...”

Rong Rong said: "He is a beggar, it is our friend."

Rong Rong did not ask much, nodded: "One talent."

Rongqi smiled.

Father Rong turned his head and looked at him: "Not for you."

Rongqi: "..."

Mrs. Rong said with a smile: "The time is not early, let's go in."

Rong Rongzi looked at Rongyi: "You seem to have encountered an unfortunate experience, and wait for the life of the Fu family to review your life. Rongyi: "..."

Rong Rong’s father took them with Rongyi, and some elders of the honor family entered the Fu’s ancestral home together.

The construction of the Fu family's ancestral home is as grand as the ancient palace, and it is also grand and luxurious. It is not like the simple servants of other scholars. The house is more magnificent and more magnificent.

Rongqi exclaimed: "I am the first to cultivate the true family, I must think that I came to the palace." Rong said: "Don't look at the East and West, it will be rude."

Rongqi quickly recovered his sight.

Father Rong said: "We will go to the Fu family to celebrate our birthday."

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