"Hello, donor, Pomni, Moran, here is polite..."

The pretty nun in green clothes appeared in front of Li Jiangnan, with apricot face and peach cheeks, and pretty eyebrows. She was not bald like an ordinary nun. Instead, she wore a monk's hat in green clothes. Her hair was hidden in the monk's hat, only her upward combed hair was exposed. She faced Li Jiangnan, folded her hands together, bowed and bowed, and at the same time she also pronounced the Buddha's name: Ami Tofoe.

Li Jiangnan frowned secretly, wondering where this inappropriate nun who suddenly appeared in front of him was. However, since this nun with the magical name Mo Lian could appear silently in front of him without being easily noticed by him, it was definitely not easy for him to think that it was not easy for him to come.

"Hello, Master Moran."

"I wonder if it's you who secretly followed me behind me just now?"

Li Jiangnan secretly raised his vigilance and guessed in his heart that this nun might be unkind.

"The donor misunderstood."

Menglian was generous and took the initiative to make way. Then she made a gesture of inviting her to accompany Li Jiangnan, signaling him to walk side by side.

"I was not trying to follow you on purpose just now, but saw that the donor's heaven was full, majestic, and masculine, so I had a private matter that I wanted to discuss with the donor."

Seeing that Li Jiangnan deliberately kept a distance from her, standing in the road and not moving forward, she was more wary of her, and Menglian didn't care about it, so she stood aside with her hands folded, her eyes were clear and her mouth was smiling.

At this time, the wind was blowing, and the air flow penetrated through the alley. Menglian seemed to be wearing only a wide and thin monk's robe. The monk's robe swung in the wind, outlining her protruding chest curves and wide waist and hip curves as if they were faintly visible. Coupled with her snow-white and charming face, she brought an indescribable charming and confusing feeling of wind and robe.

Li Jiangnan looked at her. Rather than saying that this was a female nun, she was a fancy fox. He looked alert and kept on alert and said, "That's strange."

"My Master Moran is not a relative, so I don't know if there is any private matter to discuss with me?"

"Amitabha Buddha is a great act of revitalizing my secret Zen sect. I hope the donor will be compassionate."

Mori asked, “Have the donor ever heard of Happiness Zen?”

Li Jiangnan frowned slightly after hearing this.

Of course he knew about joy Zen.

Joy Zen is a way of practice in Buddhist Tantric Buddhism, also known as Love Gods and Buddhas, Longevity Buddhas, Joy Buddhas, Desire Gods and Buddhas, etc. Simply put, it means that male and female practitioners are immersed in mating between the two sexes to comprehend the great way of Yin and Yang.

Huanxi Zen is disgraceful by mainstream Buddhist sects and is regarded as an evil sect, but it is popular among the very few Tantric schools.

Menglian took out a small golden bell engraved with a Buddha statue from her wide cuffs, raised it in her hand, swayed slightly in front of Li Jiangnan's eyes, and made a crisp reminder.

The sound of the bell is ethereal and distant, as if it is in a distant mountain or above the nine heavens, making people unable to help but relax and want to indulge in the pleasant ringtone.

"If the donor is not sure what the Buddha of Joy is, please take a closer look. The bell in Mori's hand represents the Buddha of Joy."

The golden bell in her hand was a gold Buddha sculpture inlaid with red sapphires above the handle. Two Buddhas, one man and one woman, sat face to face together, obviously in a face to face intercourse. The female Buddha held Buddhist scriptures and ingots in her hand to show the integration of Canaan. The male Buddha wore a magic crown, had a hideous face, and sat with his arms spread to show the Bodhi teachings.

"If you have something to say, what do you want to do?" Li Jiangnan didn't look at it much, nor did he want to go around with her. He revealed his dissatisfaction in his cold tone.

Moran chuckled, put down the bell, folded his hands together, and said, "There is urgent need for a strong and pure man like the donor to cooperate with the female monk under the Master's seat to practice joyful meditation techniques and study the Buddhist path together."

"So Moran came to invite the donor and followed Moran to return to the master's sect to practice meditation. He hoped that the donor would be compassionate and not refuse."

After hearing this, Li Jiangnan frowned and stared at her in disbelief. After a while, he said, "It seems that he is a demon monk."

"It's better to leave automatically before I treat you as an enemy."

Menglian seemed not afraid of his words at all, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, saying word by word: "Li Jiangnan, do you want to toast and not eat, do you have to be punished for wine?"

When Li Jiangnan heard her name directly, he understood very well that this demon nun was coming for him, and obviously had some sort of intention.

Li Jiangnan stopped talking nonsense to her, and suddenly took action. He took action first, and quickly poked out with his right hand to pull out Mo Lian's pulse.

Menglian was also guarding against him. Her body speed was extremely fast. She suddenly turned sideways and avoided Li Jiangnan's first move. At the same time, she raised the bell with her right hand and shook it quickly.

bite……

The ethereal ringtone was like a clear spring, and it made people feel weak in their ears. Li Jiangnan suddenly realized that he seemed to be unable to raise his strength. When he attacked her again, the speed had been slower.

Moran easily avoided his backhand, raised the bell, smiled strangely, and shook it quickly.

The ringtone of the dingling ringtone was constantly, first ethereal and distant, which made people feel intoxicated. Then the ringtone was as anxious as a silver bottle burst, an ambush suddenly appeared, and the golden swords and iron horses stopped. Li Jiangnan's breathing began to become rapid, and his mind seemed to be disordered.

Li Jiangnan was secretly shocked and knew that there was a ghost in the bell, so he bit his tongue suddenly, and then woke up from the severe pain, stirred up his inner strength, and slashed at her face like thunder.

"Good come!"

Menglian didn't dare to be arrogant, so she stopped shaking the bell, moved to block it, and fought against Li Jiangnan. At this time, several nuns in green monk hats appeared in the alley behind Li Jiangnan.

"Mori, you underestimate him, you can't surrender him alone!"

Among the several nuns, a tall nun, the head of the nun, had a fleshy face, dark and ugly face, reminded him with a gong-like voice.

"Don't talk nonsense there, come and help!"

During the fight with Li Jiangnan, Meng Lian found that this person was definitely not an ordinary master. Not only was she confused by the mind of the Huanxi Zen Bell, but her move was faster than the next. Even if she wanted to shake the bell again, she would not have a chance.

When several nuns heard Mo Lian ask for help, they first shot out several cold light hidden weapons, and then used the hidden weapons to open the way, jumped forward one after another, and besieged Li Jiangnan with Mo Lian.

These nuns are very skilled. During their siege, Li Jiangnan could no longer concentrate on attacking Menglian. She saw Menglian suddenly step away and stretched the distance, then smiled ghostly, raised the bell, and shook it with urge.

bite……
Chapter completed!