Chapter 53 Reincarnation Buddha

  Everyone present can be called the Tianjiao of the Eastern Desolation, but after hearing the prince of Ziwei Emperor and the enchanting evildoer of the ancient Qin family, all of them were silent.

   "Huh!"

  Tuo Bafeng let out a sigh, the sword light in his eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice: "The two are just better aptitudes. Qualifications don’t determine everything. I may not be weaker than them in the future!"

  After finishing these words, Tuobafeng regained his previous self-confidence.

Liu Xinghe, the three disciples of the Hanyue Sect, and many followers of the Son of Ten Thousand Swords, nodded their heads in agreement. Good aptitude is just a higher starting point. There are also many dying celestial arrogances. Where will they be able to practice in the future? It's really not something that can be determined by qualifications.

  Little monk Fakong said in a erratic tone: "Qualifications can’t determine everything, but people’s background is also very deep! You can squander the cultivation resources you are fighting for with all your strength. What can you compare to others?"

As soon as the young monk Fakong said this, there was silence in the court, and everyone seemed to be stabbed in the heart.

  Everyone looked at the young monk Fakong with cold eyes, wishing to smash his fat face into blossom.

Tuoba Feng stood up suddenly, his white robe fluttered, the sound of swords mingled faintly around him, bright sword light in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "This master seems to have an opinion on us! Let me come. The brilliant trick of the master master!"

  After the words were finished, a long sword of sword light suddenly appeared behind Tuoba Feng, which was composed of a phantom sword shadow with cold light, revealing a strong to sharp aura fluctuation.

   "Wow!"

  The sword light long dragon raised up to the sky and issued a dragon roar, and rushed towards the young monk Fakong with its teeth and claws dancing.

The fat body of the little monk Fakong did not move at all. Eighteen compassionate Buddhas rose from behind, exuding golden Buddha light, Sanskrit meditation sounded, and Buddha flowers floating in the void, forming a unique and vast difference. elephant.

  The eighteen Buddhas put their hands together, and the palms of the palms bloomed with infinite Buddha light. When they collided with the sword light dragon, they saw the sword light dragon quickly melt and collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye.

   Tuoba Feng snorted, his face turned pale in an instant, and the eyes of the young monk Fakong were full of solemnity.

  The audience was a little surprised. They never expected that this fragrant little fat monk was still a master!

   "Speak as you speak, how come you suddenly do it? Did I just say it wrong?" The little monk Fakong looked innocent, and his fat face became even more embarrassing.

  Tuobafeng's eyes were gloomy, and he said sternly: "I can't see that you still have some means, but it's worth my sword!"

   "The two of you don't want to hurt your peace."

  Sage Son of Ten Thousand Swords stretched out his hand to stop Tuobafeng, looked at the young monk Fakong, and slowly said: "The master is right, since it is communication, naturally you can speak freely. But, the master's words are a bit more radical."

   "What kind of extreme words? Tell the truth! Why don't you want to listen to the truth?" The young monk Fakong shook his head and didn't care.

The sage of the Purple Mansion has clear eyes and a beautiful voice like spring water: "The prince of the Ziwei Dynasty and the evildoers of the ancient Qin family, regardless of aptitude or background, are far beyond ordinary people, and they will naturally be famous in the ancient world in the future. Only, only With these two people, they can't hold up an era, let alone a golden age."

  The young monk Fakong rolled his eyes, and said casually: "I heard that the Buddha awakened in the Ten Thousand Buddha Temples in West Desert. The Buddha's light shines for tens of thousands of miles. Thousands of Buddhas chant blessings, and Sanskrit Chan sings for a long time."

   "It is said that the Buddha experienced the ninth reincarnation. Each life is a new beginning, and each life has reached an extremely high level of cultivation, and every time he passes away is his own self-destruction."

   "And this life is his tenth life, that is, the life that broke his destiny. After awakening, he has escaped into the Pagoda of Ten Thousand Buddhas to practice."

   "The title of the Buddha, reincarnation."

   The little monk Fakong said leisurely, but once again it gave everyone a heavy blow.

  The Buddha of the ninth reincarnation!

  Ximo Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple!

  This kind of origin is not worse than those two evildoers!

  Even Yun Qingying was a little surprised. It was very difficult for Fenglou to hear the news from the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple.

Yun Qingying’s black pupils are like gems, her shell teeth gleaming with crystal lustre, and she smiles sweetly: "I heard that the Nanling Ten Thousand Demons God Dynasty has selected a **** child, which represents the rise and fall of the luck of the Ten Thousand Demons God Dynasty, and its origins are not comparable to those of those evildoers. Difference."

What?

  Nanling also has such evildoers?

  Is the legendary golden age really coming?

  Yun Qingying only briefly mentioned the matter about the God Child of Ten Thousand Demons, and didn't say much, but it was enough to make people think about it.

Nangong Liuyun, the sacred son of Nine Heavens, let out a sigh of breath, and he smiled and said, "This is only what we know. Maybe more evildoers have already been born, but we don't know anything. As they join the WTO, the desolate ancient world will become even more exciting!"

The Saintess of the Purple Mansion sighed slightly and reminded: "Don’t forget, everyone, the golden world is not just referring to the desolate ancient realm, but refers to the heavens and the ten thousand realms. We have so many evildoers in the wild ancient realm, and other worlds. What? The arrival of the golden age may be a blessing for most people."

   Liu Xinghe said with deep conviction: "The sage of the Purple Mansion is right! A few years ago, the blood demon cultivators frequently appeared at the edge of our Xuantian Holy Land's sphere of influence."

  "Not long ago, our saint took people to annihilate a blood demon sect sub-rudder, and killed four demon emperors!"

   "There are real demons from the demon world among them!"

   "Even the guys in the devil world can't hold back, the world has indeed started to mess up!"

   Liu Xinghe, as the big disciple of Xuanjian Peak, the sacred land of Xuantian, he couldn't intervene in the communication with Tianjiao here. He felt like a frog at the bottom of the well. When he caught the opportunity, he naturally wanted to show off.

  The fact that the blood demon splits the rudder is indeed not small, but everyone seems to have known the news for a long time, and it is not surprising that they have beenhaved.

   Ye Chen, Zi Menghan and Li Qingzhou's expressions remained unchanged, as if they were listening to other people's stories.

An interesting look was revealed in the eyes of Saint Wanjian, and he asked: "It is said that Saint Xuantian has met a strange man, a sword demon, and Dugu begs defeat! If it weren't for that shot, I'm afraid Saint Xuantian would be very wicked. Is it true?"

   Liu Xinghe did not attract everyone's surprised eyes, a little embarrassed, and vowed: "That's natural!"

Speaking of this, Liu Xinghe paused slightly, then sighed softly, and said with infinite regret: "It's a pity, that strange man has a weird temper, and he disappeared after he shot it. The saint also failed to invite him to Xuantian Holy Land as a guest. ,what a pity."

  "Killing the Devil Emperor is like slaughtering a dog! I really hope to pay a visit to this sword repair!" Tuoba Feng sighed with emotion.

  The Saint Child of Ten Thousand Swords and many of his followers deeply regret it. For their sword repairmen, it is always a great pity that they cannot visit the legendary sword demon Dugu and seek defeat.

  Li Qingzhou looked weird, and said in his heart, if they knew that the sword demon Dugu's begging for defeat would be right in front of them, don't know how they would feel?

  (End of this chapter)