MTL - Ascending, Do Not Disturb-~ 92. No relationship with Buddha

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I want to say that I am not, so that after the matter is resolved, she can sneak away. However, the woman's eyes are too bright, so bright as a moth sees the fire, desperately grabbing the last hope. Imagine that if she shakes her head at this moment, she will become the last grass to crush the camel.

She sighed and nodded gently: "I am."

"It is the princess of the princess, it is a fairy, she came to save us!" In the crowd, I do not know who shouted. This sound, like the kind of fire that ignited dry wood, made the people who were dull and numb slowly wake up.

"Fairy to save us?"

"I...have it saved?"

A burly big man rushed home and cried, holding his two children and crying. After waiting for so long, I hoped for so long, and the fairy finally heard their prayers and saved them from the sky.

Looking at the appearance of the people crying and laughing, Mou Zong found that the suffocation of the sky seemed to fade a little, although it was very inconspicuous, but with his cultivation, he clearly felt it.

These mortals are clearly surrounded by the fear and resentment of death. Why is there a glimmer of hope that will erupt a powerful force? Is mortal, so strong and unyielding, able to live by grasping hope?

The stagnation of the bones, with human grievances and unwillingness to lead, with mountains and rivers as the corner, such a formation is indeed invincible. If it was ten years ago...

Miao Zong lowered his eyes and thought that the Lingtai was repaired in the past. Just follow the edge, and the years that are awkward are still so long. What about him?

"Zhu Zong." He grabbed his sleeve and said, "I will show you the small array of the eyes."

"Okay." Faced with the wholeheartedness of her new enthusiasm, Miao Zong's eyebrows are gentle.

As a beginner who has just come into contact with various circles, the advantage of 箜篌 is that it has good memory. This is the talent she had after she was born. She has been learning faster than others since she was a child. When she talks about a book, she can carry most of it.

Soon she drew a simple array on the paper to Miao Zong: "What is this?"

"It's a sorcerer's squad." Yanzong's face became very ugly. These cults are not only cited by human resentment, but also collected their souls. They want to use their souls to refine their instruments.

If human beings have a soul, they can reincarnate. If they are taken away after death, they will be transformed into a sinister weapon, and they will never be born forever.

He roughly guessed the intentions of these evils. Her chest was boring, and she had not recovered her internal injuries. She was also vomited with blood.

The warm and comfortable aura combed the suffocation of her heart, and the warm palm placed on her back was like the most powerful reliance.

“Erasing a rub.” Zhai Zong’s handkerchief was handed to the front of the donkey. He wiped the corner of the mouth with the puppet of the Zongzong. He turned to see the people standing in the distance, but they did not leave.

Rubbing her mouth, she sighed and took the handkerchief in her hand to wipe her cheek. When the son arrived at the hands of Mou Zong, it seemed to be stained with water, some cold, and some moist. However, the movement of Mou Zong is very gentle, and he feels that his face is cool and itchy.

She twisted her face and smiled and said: "Don't move."

"Oh." The drums were drummed and the face was turned to the ancestors, making him more comfortable.

Such a clever look, I really can't see it at all. Just now she dared to go into the battle alone, bring the dragon sword out, and even use it. The sword of the sword repair is unique to the monk. The powerful sword, in the hands of others, is no different from a chopper. He saw the Golden Dragon phantom in the formation, indicating that he not only waved the sword, but also played its power and opened the smart sword of the life, which should not be the case.

"Lin Biao." Wipe the clean face, and sect the sermon. "Give me the master of the Fatan to give me the gold leaf."

"Dongzi, what is your intention?" Lin Biao puzzled, this is not to prepare for the break, how to start asking the monk again?

"Super degree." Yuzong looked up at the darkness of the sky, and said with no expression, "The deceased with unwillingness and resentment, if these are gone?"

"Fa Tan master Dharma is boundless, naturally able to cross the soul, but the city affected by the law is not only here, I am worried that he is too busy to come." Lin said, "you may want to ask a few more people."

Lin Biao hesitated for a moment: "Good."

Lingqingjie Qingjing Temple.

Although it is one of the top ten sects of Lingxiu, Qingjing Temple rarely participates in the affairs of Lingxiaojie. Although these monks always glared at the Buddha before, they also had glare, but the monks who were born in the nearly two hundred years of Ling worry have never seen these monks.

The clean temple is very quiet, just like its name, isolated from the world, quiet and worry-free.

The sound of a crane screamed across the sky, and some people looked up curiously. How come the cranes came to them? Those who cultivated the Tao only prefer the cranes, and they do not have the cranes as the fairy.

The crane crossed an arc in the air and flew directly to the abbot's yard.

The meditation of Fa Tan heard the sound of the crane fearing the wings, opened his eyes and spread his palms, and a golden Kaye fell into his hands. In the past five hundred years, he has sent five Jinjia leaves, and the other four have already arrived in his hands.

Originally thought that this Jinjiaye would never be used, I did not expect to return to his hands after all.

"But it." He took care of his robe, took the beads and the staff, and said to the disciples outside the door: "Let the mysterious brothers come with me."

"Yes."

In the dusty world, the wizards who are hidden in the darkness saw that the power of the bones was slightly weakened, and frowned: "What happened?"

"The sages, the emperor of the dusty world invited the monk." The evil cult that went out to inquire about the news, "it should be the monk who took the shot."

"Monk?" The mage has some doubts. "Those who are decent to pay attention to the heavenly cycle will not easily intervene in the dusty world. Moreover, before I came, you said that there is no decent monk stationed in this world. How long does it take for a monk? Caught over?"

"It is said that a former dynasty princess in this world has entered the door of Yunhuamen. I am afraid that I cannot bear to suffer from the suffering of the people. I have made my own claim to come to Lingxiaojie." The evil cult of the return did not expect that there would be a practice before the practice. When he ran out to the princess, he whispered. "This princess went to Lingxiaojie in seven or eight years. It is not very advanced. If you want to break the squad you set up, it is undoubtedly a dream."

"I don't care." The sorcerer sneered. "In the end, I don't know the little princess who is so tall. Since she wants to do nothing, let her die with these people and not be alone in the future."

"100,000 resentment, how much is it?"

"two thousand."

"It's very fast." The mages looked up at the sky, and the eyes were full of irony. "I want to see, the famous monks who are sacred, and what kind of ugliness will be revealed in front of this instrument."

The news that Princess Sissi returned from the sky to save the people quickly spread to several nearby cities. No hundreds of surnames cried and cried, and they finally saved them.

In their view, the gods are omnipotent.

Then the omnipotent fairy in their heart, but sitting at the head of the cloud at this time, can't believe it.

"So, I just faced a dirty face, facing so many people?" I took the mirror and took a photo on my face for a while. Mou Zong has helped her clean her face, but she thought she was already unconscious. She feels depressed when she loses her face.

She didn't want to be a few hundred years later, the dusty world mentioned her princess who had become a "fairy", a fairy with a red mark that was not beautiful enough.

"Nothing, after the breakup of the law, you will be beautifully dressed and leave from their eyes." Mou Zong laughed, the little girls are all beautiful, but even if they are beautiful, they are cute and sweet.

"That can only be so." The array has not broken yet. He has already begun to think about what clothes to wear when he leaves, what kind of hair to comb, can guarantee that after hundreds of years, the people in the dusty world will mention her, and Boast how beautiful she looks.

Mou Zong smiled and looked at the West and stood up from the cloud: "Come."

"What is it?" He followed and stood up, she did not see anyone.

In a short time, the west sky was a touch of bright clouds, and in the splendid clouds, several shaved heads of the monks came from the lotus table. The head of the monk was kind and simple, with only a simple blue robes on his body. The law of the law is a burst of light, and there is a big one to play one, to play two pairs of postures.

"Zhong..."

"Fatan Master, I am in the life of my family, I want to ask the master to be tired, thank you." Lin Biao came to Fahai and folded his hands, "Please."

"Please." Fatan smiled and volleyed in front of Mou Zong. "I haven't seen Xiaoyou for many years. Can Xiaoyou change his mind?"

Looking at the stunned head, looking at the sorrowful question, what is the change?

"Thank you for the Master's value, I feel that Shuguangzong is very good."

"It's a pity, but it's a pity." Fatan shook his head and sighed. "The little friend has Huigen, and he has a relationship with the Buddha. Why do you have to do the sword repair?"

I don’t think that this big monk looks like a kind-hearted person, even if he looks like a good-looking person.

"I am compassionate, this little friendly look." Fatan sang a ritual, and he quickly returned a big gift. "The master praised it."

"Poverty never swears, I look at Xiaoyou's eyebrows and clear eyes, and there is a kindness in the face. Why not enter my Buddha's door and get a bodhisattva fruit?" Fatan didn't expect to meet a Buddha repair seed again. "Why is the little friend?" ”

箜篌: "..."

The situation of Buddhism in Lingxiaojie is very difficult? How to dig the corners of other sects?

"Thank you for the master, but the younger generation has already entered the door of Yunhuamen. This life is not willing to renege the sect, and please forgive the master."

It is impossible to be a sultry person, and I want to shave my head. She will not consider this possibility in her life.

"That's poor, I have to ask again next time." Fatan squatted from the green robe and threw the staff into the air, and the entire sky was printed.

Other disciples sat down cross-legged and began to protect the law.

I don’t want to move the Buddha, but when Master Fa Tan went to read the first Buddha, she felt that the whole world was quiet. The sky is so big, the land is so wide, what can't be put down?

She turned to look at the ancestors and suddenly woke up.

The Buddha said that she was red and fat, and she was afraid that she would not be able to participate.

It can be seen that she has no connection with the Buddha.