Chapter 262 Remembering

   Kunli was overjoyed. He thought that he would not get much benefit this time. He could only get a referral, and even if he wanted to take the other party for his own use, he would not have the ability to satisfy their proposal.

   While depressed, he didn't expect that Master Wukong gave him a Qiankun bag, which made him overjoyed.

   With this Qiankun bag, he will have his own resources, and the Qiankun bag that these Buddhist cultivators usually prepare for them, just like the Qiankun bag he saw before, contains medicinal pills, weapons, and gold and silver.

   With these things, he can attract a large number of people who are used by him. He doesn't care to check the contents of the Qiankun bag, and quickly puts the Qiankun bag in his hand close to his arms, but he can't let his brothers see it.

After doing this, Kun Li showed his white teeth and led a few people into the royal court when he saw three people he didn't want to see the most, his elder brother Kun Bao, the third brother Kun Xuan, four Wang Di Kun Shu.

  The big brother Kun Bao is a mellow-looking middle-aged man. He greeted Chu Yunyan and the others with a smile on his face and greeted them warmly.

   "Several distinguished guests who have come from a long way are welcome and welcome. Hurry up and follow me to see the father, haha~~ the father will certainly be very happy to meet some of you."

   After saying that, he turned around and was about to lead them forward.

   Kun Li's third brother, Kun Xuan, is the most similar to Kun Li, but he is not as tall as he is, and his skin is fairer than his.

   "Hello, Buddhas! Next is the third prince of the Kunmo tribe. This is my big brother just now,"

   Then he pointed to the boy who was only about ten years old behind him and continued.

   "This is my fourth king brother. Just now, the eldest brother was happy and rude, and please don't take offense!"

   After saying that, he looked at Chu Yunyan and the others with sincerity, and finally set his eyes on Master Jifu.

   At this time, Chu Yunyan didn't stand up. She still stood up when she was fighting. To negotiate this important task, let's teach the social monk Master Jierou!

   "Amitabha!"

   Came to the land of forbidden spirits, and Master Jiyue, who never spoke the Buddha's name before speaking, also began to speak the Buddha's name.

   "The donor is well-versed, my Buddha is merciful, how can I be surprised, please lead the way!"

  The third prince immediately laughed out two dimples, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation to several people.

   At the same time, he did not forget to smile at his second brother.

   "Second brother has made a great contribution this time, and the royal father is very happy. The younger brother is here to congratulate the second brother first."

   "Tong Xi Tong Xi! The third brother still speaks as before."

   Kunli twitched the corner of his mouth and replied

   The middle-aged eldest prince snorted coldly, pouted his lips and looked at the third brother next to him, but he was just relying on a favored mother-in-law, and he was ignorant and eloquent!

   "Humph! Sharp and eloquent! Clever tongue!"

  The third prince was obviously not surprised by the eldest brother's run, and he turned back and smiled and said to the eldest prince.

   "Thank you for your praise, big brother!"

   The fourth prince, who had never spoken, kept looking at a few foreign Buddhist practitioners and men who were not wearing monk clothes. After his mother's concubine's people heard the news, they told him excitedly.

   They have come here from foreign Buddhist cultivators. It is said that they are able to fly outside, but when they come here, they are like birds with broken wings and can no longer fly.

But they have pills and magic weapons on them. Their pills can live and die, and they can also increase people's lifespan. When Grandpa Taizu got one of their pills on the spot, he lived an extra fifty years. Grandpa and grandfather have gone to Grandpa Taizu is still alive.

   So he was very curious about this group of people. It would be great if he could follow them away to see the outside world. Unfortunately, the mother-in-law said that they could not leave their world.

   The group entered the royal court. The royal court of the Kunmo tribe was very luxuriously decorated, with a long white woolen carpet extending from the door to the throne.

Sitting on the throne was King Kun Mo, who looked to be in his sixties. When he saw Chu Yunyan and others, he immediately got off the throne and greeted them in person. The curtains were drawn from heaven, and the great power of Buddha cultivation was sent to him. If he could also get an elixir, wouldn't he be able to live another fifty years?

   "Several masters are here by fate, but if you miss them, please take your seat!"

  Master Jirou once again shouted the Buddha's name, and greeted you with the king of the Kunmo tribe.

   "Where did the master come from?

  Which Buddhist temple is it?

   Those two don't look like Buddhist cultivators, I don't know?

   How many are going to the Celestial Tribe?

   Oops, it's an eventful time now, and now our tribes are negotiating, I'm afraid it won't be easy! "

   Come on!

   In the middle, the eager eyes of the old tribe king couldn't be matched, and he gave a voice transmission to Master Xiaoshan with a light cough.

   "Master Xiaoshan, hurry up and take out your Qiankun bag, or I won't be able to hold on anymore!"

   Master Xiaoshan coughed lightly when he heard the words, and shouted the name of Buddha.

   "Amitabha! Good! Good! This is a little intention of me and a few others, and I hope you don't dislike it!"

   The old king smiled and nodded his head.

   "Don't dislike it, don't dislike it!"

  Chu Yunyan was worried that his head would be turned off, but his eyes turned to her again.

   To be precise, she and a few others who did not give Qiankun bags.

   This old king has a really big appetite. Before she turned to look at the second prince, the eldest prince spoke up.

   "Second king brother, you were the first to discover a few masters. Don't they give you a few masters?"

   The second prince looked puzzled when he heard the words, and then shook his head again.

   "Brother Dawang, what are you talking about? Why would I take things from a few masters in private? My younger brother brought them back as soon as I saw a few masters. Wouldn't your brother be chilling by saying that?"

Originally, he wanted to take out the Qiankun bag from the previous master of meat slaughter, but when he thought about it, if he handed over the Qiankun bag in his hand, the father and several brothers wondered if they would suspect that they had swallowed something in private. It's impossible to say something, so he decided not to take it out.

   "Brother Wang, Brother Er Wang said that if he didn't make a decision, he definitely didn't. My younger brother believed Brother Er Wang."

  Tsk tsk! This third prince is a male white lotus. Looking at the numbers, the old tribal king who didn't like the first one nodded in relief?

   "I also believe in Brother Erwang. My father said that brothers should be friendly and honest, and I think our brothers have never been able to forget it, and we will practice it!"

   Ouch!

   This fourth prince is also very tactful from the third prince. Looking at what he said, none of them are offended.

  The old tribe king nodded happily, but his gaze never left the waists of Chu Yunyan and the others, apparently still thinking about the Qiankun bags of the others.

   (end of this chapter)

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