And this Buddha relic has been growing up until it is more than a foot high, and then it will stop again, but see a happy Buddha's relic, and a pair of blurred eyes is a sad look. Huang Yi! Although the eyes are blurred, Huang Yi is very clear and feels the gaze, as well as the grief in the eyes!

“Ah?” Huang Yi hid instinctively, it is natural to call: “Buddha...Buddha?”

"Pro!" Xiao Hua once again displayed the Buddha's magical powers. The golden "Pro" word spit out from the mouth of the Buddha's relic, and swayed to Huang Yi's body!

"Ah!" Huang Yi’s voice was a surprise again at this time: "Xiao Xiaoyou, since there is this magical power, why didn't you use it? This is the nemesis of the ghosts!"

"Good teaching predecessors know!" Xiao Hua saw that Buddhism was effective, and said with a smile: "The younger generation does not want to travel to the footsteps of the predecessors! And... the predecessors are so supernatural, this Buddha's relic... fears the food of the predecessors What?"

"Oh, Xiaoyou said very much!" Huang Yi smiled and said: "If you have already sacrificed this thing, your life is gone! The slave will never let you live more!"

"Predecessors wait a moment, since this magical power is useful, the younger generation will help the seniors to help the seniors to cross the reincarnation!"

"Thank you for your respect!" Huang Yi was very pious with his hands together and thanked him.

The sound of the thunder of "咔嚓嚓" sounded, and the entire top of the temple of Zhuque Hall was opened. A group of purple-eyed ball-shaped thunder flew down, and the fierce Tianwei pressed the entire Suzaku Temple. The thunder has not yet fallen, and Huang Yi’s body begins to collapse!

"Hey, the sage, the slave... I am afraid that there is no such blessing!" Huang Yi saw that Xiao Hua tried to force the "Bai Ling Ling Jing" to "fly" and quickly flew out, although playing on himself, after all, The Buddha power is limited, it is difficult to completely surpass, and I don’t feel sad. "The slaves are turned into the endlessness of this world, and they feel the grace of the saints!"

"Ha ha ha ~ Huang Yi. Since you are a certain voice of Xiao, you can not help you? Even if you give up this relic, you will overtake it! You come, the deity will give this relic You, you can swallow it!" Xiao Hua laughed, the Buddha's relic's original blurred eyes, at this time suddenly sharp, and opened. Both feet are also stepping forward half a step!

It’s just this half step. Suddenly, the entire Sanskrit Temple’s Sanskrit masterpiece, countless smallpox descends from the sky, it’s the heaven and earth that sighs for Xiao Hua’s righteousness!

"Yi Zun, Zun Zhe. Respected..." Huang Yi was moved in the heart, kneeling on the ground and cried: "The slaves are wrong, the slaves are really wrong!!!"

"You are not wrong, but the world is wrong; since the world has eaten your flesh for thousands of years. Eat your soul, the deity has paid your debts for the world today, and returned your feelings, repaying the world with your deity." The evil!" Xiaohua's Buddha relic actually opened, it was so mournful, so kind.

"Thank you for your respect..." Huang Yi said in his mouth. The scarlet on the forehead is brighter.

"Predecessors, fast, time is not much, Tianlei will fall!" Xiao Hua was in a hurry, he did not know how his Buddha's relic suddenly said his own words, and quickly urged.

"Good~" Huang Yi's figure fluttering, throwing at the Buddha's relic of Xiaohua, completely covering the Buddha!

"Ah~~~" The severe pain was born from Xiao Hua’s mind. Deeply pierced the soul of Xiao Hua, it is a kind of pain that Xiao Hua has never experienced. It is the last time that the thunder robbery has torn his body, tearing the meridians, and there is no such pain. It is the pain of Huang Yi’s tens of thousands of years of loneliness. It has been eaten for tens of thousands of years, and the pain of tens of thousands of years has been eaten. At this time, all the brains are added to Xiaohua’s body! ! !

Life is better than death, this is the only feeling of Xiao Hua! He almost collapsed. He never thought that he just wanted to abandon the Buddha's relic and help Huang Yi re-enter the reincarnation. How could there be such a great sorrow? Wherever he knows, he thinks it is too simple. What he does is the ambition of the Buddha. This kind of wish is a great blessing. But since it is a great blessing, there is a big burden on nature. Otherwise, this Suzaku There will not be a small ceiling in the temple!

It’s like tens of thousands of years. Every moment, there is a lonely coldness. Every moment, there is physical cooking and tearing of the soul. But Xiaohua can’t do anything, and the body can’t move. The mind is also clear and will not faint!

In the entire Suzaku Hall, time and space seem to be so stagnant!

"Amitabha, sorrow, goodness!" Suddenly a Buddha's heart rang from the Buddha's heart of Xiaohua's Buddha. The Buddha's relic of Xiaohua was completely swallowed by Huang Yi. Xiao Hua's whole body was light, all the pain was all It is gone.

“Thank you for your respect!” Just as the Buddha’s relic disappeared, Huang Yi’s entire body disappeared completely, leaving only a light white smoke: “The muddy palace of the Sayādaw seems to be sealed by the mighty, and the slave is repaired. At the time of the heyday, it could not be lifted. The slaves discovered it just now. You can hesitate to tell the Sayādaw that the Sayādaw’s enemies are high-powered and must be careful! Moreover, the slaves put all their cognitions in this imprint. I also hope that the sages will be compassionate and pray for all beings!"

Said, the scarlet that was originally on the forehead of Huang Yi was in the word "卍" that flew into Xiaohua’s forehead.

"The slaves are leaving, right. The slaves have a secret method of erasing memories. The Buddha's worship of the sages is generally not the same as that of the sages of the priests. Zong Xiu is not there, but if..." Huang Yi has to say something more, but the white smoke gradually disappeared, and it was faint, leaving only the last sentence: "You are right, you...what are you?" ......"

It seems to be in the heart of Xiao Hua!

The "咔嚓嚓" spherical thunder is falling at a rapid speed. If the meteor that crossed the Suzaku Hall is in the place where Huang Yi’s white smoke disappears, Huang Yi has already been crossed by Xiao Hua and re-entered the reincarnation. Who can Thunder get?

A loud bang of "Boom", Xiao Hua’s mind is screaming loudly. Although Huang Yi disappeared, the breath of Buddha’s relics can still be swallowed. Huang Yi’s thunder is naturally going to fall in the place of Xiao Hua’s Buddha relic. !

"Brush..." The spherical Thunder seems to be a magical brush on the Xiaohua Mud Palace. For a moment, the golden Buddha's relics are formed on the muddy palace, forming rapidly around the Buddha's heart. Moreover, Huang Yi’s thunder robbery is a thunderous robbery of Wannian, far surpassing the thunder of Xiaohua’s last Fenggu. After the formation of a Buddha’s relic that was more than a foot high, it only paused a little, again like after the rain. The bamboo shoots generally grow up and rise until they are about two feet long. Even so, the thunder is still lingering on the Buddha's relic, and there is a golden melt between each thunder, which is painted on the Buddha's relic. So, with the increase of this golden melt, these melts gradually flow. They are all gathered at the foot of the Buddha's relic. It is also the place where Xiao Hua got two relics. The golden melt was gathered more, and a two-piece golden lotus stand was gradually formed at the foot of the Buddha relic.

"Ah~~~" Xiao Hua couldn't help but pick it up, but this time it wasn't a painful sputum, but a kind of itchy, comfortable, and let the whole flesh fly almost! This kind of enjoyable and pleasant, I am afraid that all the happiness of Xiao Hua's previous ones can not be compared with the hardships. It is really hard to describe the feeling of Xiao Hua at this time.

Waiting for the two-foot-long Buddha relic, the second-grade lotus platform is also created, and the purple thunder is also disappearing. Because Huang Yi's breath has completely disappeared, the natural thunderbolt is also dissipated. The top of the Suzaku Temple is facing the sky, where the dark clouds are disappearing, the white belly is gradually appearing, and the pouring rain is gradually stopping!

Xiao Hua’s Buddha relics, at this time, the eyebrows have already appeared, and the compassion that cannot be said in the eyes seems to have seen the suffering of the world and the hardships of the human world; and the golden color of the entire Buddha’s relic is obviously better than the previous Thick; just, this thick golden body, there are a lot of places are not clear, Xiao Hua knows, this is the reason why his "Bai Ye Ling Jing Jing" has not been fully cultivated.

"Bing ~" Buddha relics slightly open mouth, a large "Bing" word spit out from the mouth, just hit a corpse of a monk, but see the corpse on the head gradually shed a smoky smoke, then, from the Zhuque Temple Outside the temple door, fluttering another soul, it is the soul of the monk who was driven by the evil spirits driven by the previous ghost repair.

"Good sorrow!" Xiao Hua sighed, Buddha relic is a mouth "pro", hit on the soul, "thank you!" The soul turned into a white smoke, hands folded together, re-entered the reincarnation.

"The second magical power of Buddhism, this is the case, it is the soul!" Xiaohua's mouth is full of laughter, and the eyes are also faint compassion.

"Let's wait!" Xiao Huafei will get up and look at the stunned Xue Xue and others, and sacrifice the Buddha's relics. They will recruit all the souls of the dying monks on the Suzaku Hall. After the crossing, this will come down.

"Thank you for your respect!" Huang Tianle's respectful anomaly on the face, with Huang Wei and Yang Yu, and the children who survived the Tianmenshan Huang family, are all on the ground!

"Good 哉~" Xiao Hua blurted out: "You don't have to call the sage! Xiaomou has a Buddhist sect, but you can still be a monk in front of you, called a channel friend!"

"Don't dare!" Huang Tianle did not get up: "The Tianmenshan Huangjia was cursed for tens of thousands of years, and it has just been destroyed. Now it is preserved in the hands of the Sacred, and the honor is the benefactor of my Tianmenshan Huangjia Yongshi, I wait. Don't dare to slow down the benefactor!"

“嘿嘿” Xiao Hua smiled and said: “Is Huang Yi’s predecessor not saying it clearly? She is not willing to kill you, but it is kindness, and this credit is counted as Xiao’s head!”

Ps: Good at all, finally finished the story of the cabbage, this night is really long enough. Are the friends of the road tired? If there is still spirit, you can actually read this story in full. I wonder if there will be a lot of emotions? (To be continued)! ~!

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