The snowfoil squatted down, holding the small fish in both hands.

Those eyes are good, and the eyes are good.

“That’s cute, give it to me, don’t you?”

Qin Mu saw her look like this, shook her head, "Oh, if you like small animals so much, you can't have a child."

This sentence made the snow clothes suffocate and roll out white eyes.

She snorted the little fish and ignored the guy.

Go in and find a tank and raise the fish.

Suddenly, He Yanyao, who had been sitting there, said, “Someone is coming!”

And the people looked up, and they were on the sea.

A middle-aged man in a gray robe came on the wave.

“He is a monk!”

Next to the East Island.

Yes, this man is a monk.

He was tall, with two ears on his shoulders, a plain gray robe, his hands on the thrashes, and a string of beads hanging on his wrist.

A seemingly unpretentious monk has this ability.

You know, even Qin Mu did not dare to walk in the first place.

The sea is so strange.

This monk is great!

“Amitabha!”

The middle-aged monk drifted to the island, and he was not surprised to see the people.

A pair of inner eyes looked at the whole island, and after seeing those views, they said, "It seems that I am a step late again."

People don’t know, what’s the point?

The old man asked, “Big monk, where are you going?”

They did not speak to each other, nor did they look at each other.

Go to the barrel, “Amitabha!”

He took a drink and went away.

"What a strange monk."

“How do you know something familiar?”

Qin Mu couldn’t help but look a few more, and the monk left like this.

"What do you mean?"It's incomparable."

The old man of the East Island was very depressed, and this man came only to ask for a sip of water and did not say hello to anyone.

“Where is he going?”

The snow jacket took a few steps and didn’t understand.

After all, the fairyland is a huge island, and the monk hardly exerts effort.

The power of this monk is profound.

People don’t think so.

When he was far away, he crossed the island and headed west.

The sea is big, I don’t know how far.

No one has been to the end of the sea.

The monk went west, what was he looking for?

Why is he late?

Qin Mu felt a little strange.

“Do you want to follow and see?”

She was more curious, “Go, see what he wants to do?”

"We're not afraid."

He Yanyao shook his head, and Qin Mu turned to the old ancestors of Dongdao, “Then stay here with them!”

The two men called to the monk and followed him.

The middle-aged man is indeed tall and tall.

And extremely serious.

People don’t see his path.

From the point of view of him, Qin Mu knew that this man must be a powerful man.

Ordinary people do not have such strength to dare to do such a risky thing.

The sea was too big, and Qin Mu sat in Dapeng, flying for a long time and could not see the edge.

If it weren’t for the Penglai Wonderland being set in this sea, it would have been difficult to find its existence.

The monk rushed thousands of miles, and suddenly turned up and rolled in front of him.

A row of huge waves slapped him and cut his face down directly.

The monk's hands were tidying and reading the words Amitabha Buddha.

There was a light, and a barrier was formed around him.

With that barrier, it came through the waves that hit it.

The amount?

This monk really has a bit of a way.

The snowman looked down in surprise.

“Hm-”

Just as the monk had just passed through this wave area, there was suddenly a huge dragon roar in front.

A black dragon sprang out of the water and slammed directly into the monk.

“Isn’t that a dragon that failed to rob?”Why is it not dead?”

The snow is getting more and more curious.

Everyone saw that the dragon was destroyed by the plague, how could it survive?

The life force is strong enough.

The monk looked at each other and drank coldly, “Insults!”

When he hit a Buddha print, the dragon was bombarded hundreds of meters on the spot.

wow!

Is this monk so strong?

You know, this dragon, but it was once stolen.

Qin Mu said, "Maybe its strength has not been restored."

The dragon’s death is amazing.

It can survive in heaven.

Defeat the dragon, the monk did not stay, but continued to move forward.

A few hundred miles away, you can see a floating mountain.

However, Qin Mu can be sure that this is definitely not a flying fairy door.

The mountain was full of strangeness, and the black clouds covered the whole mountain.

The mountains are also black.

In addition to a large tree on the mountainside, the whole mountain looked at it.

It is bare, almost unbearable.

Such a desolate mountain!

The two took a deep breath of cold.

It is not to say that there are five mountains in the sea, why does this look like this?

What is this mountain?

It is clearly a wasteland.

Why is this monk going to waste the land?

The two are incomparable.

Cheng Xueqi looked far ahead, "the mountain is dark and dark.Is this a mountain?”

Don't say fairy mountain, even ordinary places are not as good as.

This environment is too bad.

I don’t know why he went to the mountains.

And Qin Mu’s eyes fell on the tree on the mountain.

The great tree,

Why so lush?

It's weird, it's incredible!

Cheng Xueqi also nodded, “Is it the tree that absorbed all the nutrients on the entire Xian Mountain?”

Qin Mu said, “It should be unlikely.”

But the tree certainly has its magical place.

The monk at sea, stepped up to the mountain, and the result—

It was shot back by an invisible force.

Unable to go up the mountain?

What the hell is on this mountain?

A bare black mountain is so strange.

They both looked in couldn’t believe it.

But the monk was very obstinate and had to walk on this mountain.

“Look, the mountain is moving again!”

Ai!

Qin Mu saw the mountain floating.

Do you know how big a mountain is?

It can float on the sea.

Even the monk wanted to approach it, and it refused.

The monk kept reading the scriptures, but the black mist on the mountain remained unabated.

Qin Mu said, "Let's fly over there and look."

The thorns spread their wings and flew to the other side of the mountain.

Looking down from the sky, the mountain is huge.

But the whole mountain is almost the same.

Everywhere is dark, not alive.

“Something’s wrong with this place!”

Qin Mu Dao.

They took the Dapeng and flew all the way to the end of the mountain.

Indeed, I have not seen anything else, not to mention the living, there is no grass and wood.

There is a tree halfway up the mountain.

The tree is strong and very tall.

No matter how hard the monk tried, he could never climb the mountain.

Snowmobile, “Can we help him?”

Qin Mu looked back at her and said, "You are so bodhisattva-like."

“Let’s go down and look!”

Dapeng slowly fell, Qin Mu and Cheng Xuefei stepped empty.

The monk saw the two men, still did not speak or say hello.

He has been reading the scriptures.

Qin Mu noticed his face many times, a majestic face, two ears hanging roots.

The body is very large and very powerful, and it is a very powerful strong person.