Chapter 954: Saintess of Fallen Leaves

A fairy boat.

Like a meteor, galloping past the Ten Thousand Buddha Region.

"Master Saint, don't you want to Purdue me?"

Ye Yun was bored and didn't want to practice, so he walked to the white saint and sat opposite her.

The two were one foot apart.

"It's not that I don't want to Purdue, but for Yan Futi, who has a strong temperament, my Dharma is not deep enough, and I can't do anything for the time being!"

The saint in white opened her eyes slightly and sighed lightly.

"You guy, why are you so rude, so close to the saint, do you still want to be impolite the saint?"

The Yoga God raised his eyebrows and scolded very unceremoniously.

"I am a little monk in the realm of gods, how can I be disrespectful to the saint, the **** of yoga, you have a few eyes, can you see such deep things?"

Ye Yun smiled slightly and said sarcastically.

"you…"

The yoga deity was so angry that his eyebrows were erected.

"Yoga deity, don't be angry. You will be angry with Yan Futi. If you are angry, your body will be bad. How can you prove the realm of the gods in the future?"

Ye Yun spread his hands and said with a smile.

"You guy relies on the support of the saint, so you don't put me in the eye, do you have to teach you a lesson!"

The yoga deity stared, rolled up his sleeves, revealed a small jade arm, and said fiercely.

"I am a guest of the Holy Buddha Sect. I have contributed such precious mandala tea. Do you dare to hit me?"

Ye Yun smiled.

"I…"

The yoga gods were speechless, and Ye Yun's words made her speechless to refute.

The fairy tea in the jade bottle is indeed extremely precious.

For this precious fairy tea, the saints dared to take a firm stand against Huanxi Buddha and Buddha Yan.

Although the yogi is the overlord of the yogi's underground palace, he is powerful in the western Buddha region, but in fact, the yogi's underground palace is only a branch of the sacred Buddha sect of the ten thousand Buddha realm.

Her status and status are far below the saint.

Therefore, the yoga deity categorically did not dare to openly oppose the saint.

Seeing that the yoga deity stopped talking, Ye Yun looked at the saint in white again.

"Master Saint, calling you that way every day, I always feel a little bit strange, I don't know what your law name is?"

After sweeping a circle on that pink and delicate face, Ye Yun asked with a smile.

"Everyone calls me Saintess of Fallen Leaves..."

The white-robed saint's lips lightly opened, and said lightly.

Although Ye Yun's eyes were a bit frivolous and unscrupulous, the Saintess of Fallen Leaves turned a deaf ear to her mood.

From a certain angle, the depth of her Dharma has reached a terrifying state.

"Sage of Fallen Leaves, that's a good name..."

Ye Yun nodded with a smile.

The saint in white closed her eyes again and stopped talking to Ye Yun.

"This second generation ancestor is really dishonest. Even the saint dare to molest him. I think he is tired and crooked..."

Master Hongyun saw Ye Yun and the saint teasing there, and the corners of his mouth twitched with anger.

Now he wished Ye Yun would die soon so that he could escape and ascend to heaven.

But such an idea, he just thought about it in his heart.

"Saint Lady of Fallen Leaves, I have a way to make you succeed in pursuing me, do you want to listen to it?"

Ye Yun's eyes flashed and smiled.

Upon hearing this, Saintess of Fallen Leaves opened her star eyes and looked over with profound meaning.

Seeing that this girl was interested, Ye Yun closed his mouth instead, deliberately hanging her appetite.

"What can you do?"

The Saintess of Fallen Leaf could not withstand the temptation in her heart. After ten or twenty breaths, she finally asked.

If she succeeds in pursuing Yan Futi, then this move will surely shock the entire Ten Thousand Buddhahoods.

At that time, the threshold of Saint Buddhism would be crossed.

"As long as you become my Taoist companion, then even if I have been successfully Purdue by you, I will be devoted to the Buddha from now on, not asking about trivial matters!"

Ye Yun smiled.

"Oh, hey, it's a lazy toad who wants to eat swan meat! Who are our saints of fallen leaves? How can we care about the love of the world! Humph, what a fool!"

The yoga deity sneered loudly.

"Yoga deity, are you an old woman owed a beating? Is it your turn to speak? Hurry up and shut up!"

Ye Yun cursed irritably.

If it weren't for the sake of acquaintance, he would have already shot it.

only.

Now the deity of yoga does not know this face of himself, but he does know the deity of yoga.

This girl, the **** of yoga, gave him a fair impression.

"What? Do you dare to say that I am an old woman?"

The Yoga God was furious, and suddenly fell out of breath, and rushed towards Ye Yun.

"stop!"

With a wave of the Saintess of Fallen Leaves, the beautiful body of the Yoga God was set in mid-air.

The Yoga God sighed, and had to retreat in a slanderous manner.

She understands the mind of the saint.

After all, I received a bottle of mandala fairy tea, and the saint would not let anyone hurt the guy in front of him.

Especially this guy is still the legendary Yan Futi, for all the Buddhist forces in the Ten Thousand Buddha Region, he has an unimaginable importance!

"Saint Laurent, could it be that you are interested in this proposal of mine?"

Seeing the Saintess of Fallen Leaves defending herself in this way, Ye Yun's heart moved, and he couldn't help but ask with a smile.

"Not interested in."

The Saintess of Fallen Leaves shook her head and slowly said, "As Yan Futi, you have a strong temperament, but you can't be swept by the Dharma if you are willing to do so!"

"you do not believe?"

Ye Yun raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "Although I am Yan Futi, I also have a deep Buddha nature. If I study the Dharma intensively, I will definitely not be worse than you!"

"I do not believe."

The Saintess of Fallen Leaves said firmly.

"believe it or not!"

Ye Yun spread his hands, and he was really helpless.

The little girl in front of him has too deep Buddhist attainments, and his previous methods of teasing girls are basically useless.

suddenly.

A ray of light flashed and fell on the immortal boat from mid-air.

The light disappeared and turned into an old monk wearing a white monk's clothes.

The old monk has an old face, white beard and hair, white clothes and snow, floating out of the dust, giving people a feeling of being a monk.

"I have seen the master!"

The saint in white saw the old monk, her expression changed, and she immediately got up and saluted.

"I have seen the Holy Buddha!"

The yoga deity also changed a lot, and he was very respectful.

"Liu Ye, who is this person?"

Shengtian Buddha looked at Ye Yun, frowning slightly.

"Master, the two of them paid for the personnel, and they are now passengers on the Xianzhou..."

Saint Fallen Leaf explained seriously.

"What a nonsense, what kind of personnel can make you so tempted?"

Shengtian Buddha's face was slightly stunned.

These two little monks, one is in the realm of true gods and the other is in the realm of gods, how can they be qualified to be on the immortal boat of his disciples of the gods?

"Master, please have a look!"

The Saintess of Fallen Leaf took out the white jade bottle and handed it to the Buddha.

"What kind of tea is this!"

After opening the cork, Shengtian Buddha's expression changed drastically, and he immediately closed the cork again.

Rao is because of his profound Buddhism, and at this moment it is difficult to resist the temptation of tea leaves on the road.

"Mandala fairy tea!

Holy Buddha, I have contributed such a good tea, don't I have the qualifications to ride the immortal boat? "

Ye Yun sneered beside him.

"Since this tea... is your contribution, then you are qualified!"

Shengtian Buddha said with a slight embarrassment.

The Saintess of Fallen Leaves straightened her face and said softly: "Master, in fact, this son is the legendary Yan Futi. I used to purify him before, but failed. Huanxi Buddha also came to purify him, and finally failed. …"

"What! You say-he is Yan Futi?"

Holy Buddha was shocked.

"Yes, he is the legendary Yan Futi!"

The Saintess of Fallen Leaves said firmly.

"Okay, the Jade Buddha Sect has been holding back for so many years, and finally Purdue succeeded in a Yan Futi. He is preparing to publicize with great fanfare, thereby suppressing our Saint Buddha Sect. I did not expect that my disciple will also have a Yan Futi here..."

Shengtian Buddha's face changed, and he whispered softly.