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Chapter 359 The flood washed the Dragon King Temple (yesterday

He looks like a boy in white clothes, but his gender is filled with a female "Buddha Practitioner" and looks very weird.

Nuannuan didn't realize that there was something wrong with her outfit. She came here to practice. She could achieve her goal without being cut off from her blood. Nuannuan didn't like to kill people.

But it seems that the registrar doesn't think so.

Nuannuan's information was circled in a red box and then transmitted. Although the registrant thought she just clicked it lightly on the screen, she didn't know that the Buddhist practitioner who couldn't tell the difference between genders was a monk in the Renli Tian Realm.

Even if she pretends to be blind, her heart is not blind.

But Nuannuan ignored it and wanted to see what kind of fish she would catch!

"This, well, ma'am, your information has been registered. Please enter the sterile room to check your body. If your body is not infected with zombie virus, we will create an identity for you.

Identity identification is a free universal fund jointly developed by the five major bases. If you want to improve the level, you need to contribute value. The contribution value is the virtual currency circulated by the five major bases, which can be exchanged for weapons and materials."

Hearing this, Nuannuan subconsciously thought of the meritorious ring she made. Damn, isn't this a scramble for business with her?

Then he realized the question: "Zombie virus? Is humans transformed into zombies because of a virus? I just think the description in the movie?"

Who is this?

Nuannuan is the first time to suspect that the establishment of the five major bases is really a way to save the world?

Which powerful man is so unsense that he used the power of the Nine Nethers to get the virus?

Or is this an excuse to explain to the world? After all, it is quite complicated to explain whether it is the power of the Nine Netherworlds or the way of heaven on earth.

Nuannuan's mind turned a few times. The registrar opposite looked at Nuannuan, who was quite "fucking", and for the first time, there was a clear sense of superiority in her eyes.

"A series of changes in the doomsday, when you enter the base, you can check the information at the mission. The basic knowledge is free!"

Of course, it depends on whether you can enter the base!

The registrar looked at the elite soldiers who had arrived at the bulletproof glass window and silently said the next sentence in his heart.

At this time, the temporary members of the cannon fodder team had already completed registration and they were required to enter the sterile room by gender.

Nuannuan knew that there was a team of soldiers outside, with a total of twelve, all of whom were mutants.

The registration room directly leads to the sterile room. Nuannuan takes Dong Xinhe quietly. The doctors and the others walk in, and then see many men and women wearing white coats, as well as survivors who are undergoing testing.

First, you draw blood, then take off your clothes and disinfect it, and then walk past a machine similar to security check. It is very simple and you don’t need to wait for a long time.

But whether it is blood drawing, undressing, or machine scanning, Nuannuan will not agree.

She ignored the white coat that looked at each other and took the others back to the registration port. In an instant, all the registrants actually took out guns from their bodies.

"Don't move, raise your hands!"

Nuannuan looked at these nervous registrars and said, "Amitabha, donors, please don't be nervous. I just want to say, I can't accept your examination method. Can you prove that we are not infected with the zombie virus in other ways?"

"No!" said the female staff who registered for Nuannuan with great determination.

However, Nuannuan, who was rejected, was not angry, but said slightly: "Ms., you refused too quickly. Can you let someone who can make decisions come over? For example, the one outside!"

"Lei Peng, a third-level thunder supernatural abilities, and the chief academician of the Apocalypse Research Institute."

Pushing the door, a soldier aged 25 or 26 years old, with a cold temperament and an ascetic face, facing away from the sun, as handsome as Apollo, the son of the sun.

Nuannuan didn't expect to meet Lei Peng, who was suspected to be the "selected person" so early.

Nuannuan controlled her gaze and moved away from a button on Lei Peng's clothes, and introduced herself: "The Dharma name is not true, the Buddhist cultivation in the Ashurun ​​realm, and the captain of the cannon fodder team."

Nuannuan used the secret technique to hide her true strength. When she said that she was in the Ashun realm, she clearly saw the disapproval in Lei Peng's eyes.

"When the floating path of practice is ready to interfere in the secular path?"

"I didn't expect that the donor actually knew the floating path of practice. He must have been exposed to this knowledge before the end of the world.

Then I think you should have heard of Taihang Futu Temple. I am a Buddhist son of this generation. In the world, when there is trouble, the Buddha came out and saved a life is better than building a seven-level Buddha. Donor, you are polite!"

Taihang Futu Temple is a Buddhist sect. Although it has only been established for two thousand years, all Buddhist children of all dynasties have taken action during the great disaster in China. There are many imperial edicts sent by emperors from various dynasties to enthrone the Huguo Temple and the national masters. The disciples have always been walking on the earth as the incarnation of the true Buddha.

When the founding of New China and the secular world breaks feudal superstitions, the Futu Temple is now faintly hidden, but it is definitely true and verified.

This identity was laid by Master Huiyuan when he first arrived on Earth hundreds of years ago. Now it has sprouted and grown, allowing Nuannuan to obtain fruit.

Lei Peng recalled that the information he collected about the practice path was actually named Taihang Futu Temple. After looking at Nuannuan's outfit with a sexy look, the expression on his face immediately became much gentler.

"It turns out that it is the master of Futu Temple, master, you..."

"Mr. Lei Peng, she is a woman. How could she be a Buddhist son, Master?"

Before Lei Peng could speak, the female registrant who was stunned on the side shouted and interrupted him.

Lei Peng looked at it and heard this, but his face remained calm. Nuannuan still looked tepid and smiled. He waved his hand and someone took the registrar down.

"Master, please don't mind. She is just an ordinary person. The Buddha Temple has not been born for a long time!"

As a Buddhist temple, the most famous thing about the practice of Futu Temple is not how powerful its disciples are, but how many Buddhist children are, beggars, and emperors are nothing. How many generations of Buddhist children are still women? Of course, this is not the most strange, and how many generations of them are not humans.

Nuannuan finally "changed" when she heard this, "Amitabha, when the Japanese invaded China, the commander of the temple went down the mountain one after another, but only my master could go back, but he was also seriously injured."

Nuannuan explains why the Buddha Temple has not been down the mountain for a long time.

Lei Peng's family has been a military brigade for generations and grew up listening to the stories of the older generation. When he heard this, he showed a hint of admiration.

"I wonder who is the master of Master Buzhen?"

"Master's Dharma name Huiyuan!"

"You are the disciple of Master Huiyuan? My God, the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple. The whole family doesn't know the whole family anymore. I have to inform my great-grandfather quickly.

Master, my great-grandfather’s name is Lei Zhan, and he is a registered disciple accepted by Master Huiyuan on the battlefield.”

Nuannuan also showed a surprised expression, "You are the great-grandson of Senior Brother Zhan as the master mentioned?"

Senior brother? Great-grandson?

Looking at the kind smile of "Master Untrue" on his face, Lei Peng realized that he had recognized an ancestor for himself.

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