The 648th chapter of Buddhism and Taoism (third)

Did not alarm anyone, a **** demon **** replaced the body of the beggar, his body diameter cracked into the void, quietly dive into it. In the boundless void, the body of the beggars turned into a faint starlight, mixed in the light of the stars, slowly moving forward, and slowly moved to a fire that was suspended in the void. On the meteor.

This fire meteor has a size of more than ten acres, and the whole body is composed of Sanyang purple fire rock which is tempered by the sky fire day and night. The raging flames are tens of feet high on the fireball, but they are not allowed to stand on the fireball.

The man was wearing a white rug in a white cloth. At first glance, ordinary tong is an ordinary middle-aged Taoist. It is nothing more than a tall and tall figure. The large size of his hands and feet is very rough. It seems to be a Taoist person of a Taoist temple. But look closely, each of his silk hair exudes a faint moisturizing glaucom, like the best night light in the sky at night, clear and clear with a sense of tranquility.

The Taoist's skin looks black and lacquered, as if it was not cleaned, it is very ugly. It can only be seen in the eyes of those who are not so thorough, that every inch of this person's skin has a ray of pearls. This moisturizing treasure is implied, and it has been clearly reached that the integrity of the spirit is not revealed.

This monk's dress is simpler, barefoot, wearing a burlap robes, half of the arms are exposed, and a string of ordinary white poplars are hanged around the neck. The height of the body, the ordinary appearance, the ordinary eyes, the whole look is ordinary, probably the identity of a monk sweeping the earth in a deep mountain temple in the red dust world.

But whether it is this person or this monk, the two stood on the Sanyang purple fire rock with enough temperature to melt the iron into the juice. Even if the Sanyang Tianhuo burned the body, but the hair did not change at all, they knew their section. Very human. In particular, the sadness of their body, just like the kings of the eighteen countries that did not want them to be born, compared with them, it is like a pheasant hit the phoenix, there is no way to compare.

The two condescending overlooking the Pangu Continent, just to see the East China Sea army and the jade and other priests of the bodyguards killed a group of soldiers and horses that had just emerged in the land that had just landed, and hundreds of towers suspended in the sky. The people of the country were arbitrarily plundered, and the monarchs of several countries became the prisoners of the jade and other people. The priests who drove the seven-storey pagoda were beaten and dropped hundreds of bodies. Escape.

The monk suddenly laughed: "The Buddha said on the same day, if these priests are not good enough to teach them a few tricks, how can they afford the embarrassing role of the great priests? The heavenly priests are powerful, both heaven and my Buddha. The Taoist friends have suffered in their hands. With these wastes, what can they do?"

The man snorted, and he said faintly: "The Buddha of the day also agreed with our practice. These priests are just the goods sent to the sickle. They only want to kill a few big warriors. It is hard to return. Really expect them to be successful?"

The monk sighed and he shook his head and sighed: "Poor they can kill one person now? It’s so ruthlessly killed by people, how much manpower and material resources have been wasted in your heavenly courts, and it’s really a group of knives." Poor and sigh. For these priests who are vulnerable, my Buddha’s door is going to give countless elixir every year!"

The Taoist glanced at the monk with a squint, and he whispered coldly: "Vulture, do you suspect that we have smothered the elixir of your Buddha?"

The monks whispered with a low voice: "I am compassionate, kind, good, and poor, and I don't know what to say!"

The Taoist eyes blinked. He pointed to the Pangu mainland and sneered: "If it is said that my heavenly courts have used the elixir that was originally used on these priests, the poor roads are still strange. They are carrying seven layers of pagodas, but you are refining the Buddha. For these pagodas, the material that I gave to Buddhism in Tianting was enough to forge enough of the best gold fairy. Why are they using the smashed celestial beings?"

He looked at the people without looking at the color. He even sang the Buddha with his hands, and he did nothing without a ghost.

The Taoist sneered: "Buddha also greeted the materials of my heavens. Who are the people who forged these pagodas? After returning to the poor road, they must play the Ming Dynasty Emperor, let His Majesty issue the will, let the people who forged these pagodas come out, my heaven Where did the materials go? If the power of these pagodas can be stronger, they will not be defeated by a blow?"

After a while of silence, the monks sighed: "I am compassionate, kind and good, and refining these pagodas. It is my Buddha's self-reliant Buddha. He did not revenge for his own children a few years ago, but he was unfortunately The people were besieged and fallen, and even a trace of the soul was left."

The Taoist opened his mouth and did not say anything.

The monk licked his mouth, and he whispered, "The barren is also very curious. Who is responsible for refining the elixir that was originally used on these priests? These wastes have barely reached the realm of heaven. However, the foundation is illusory, and one mana can play a hundred and one. It is obvious that they have not used them for the essence of the remedy for them. The poor want to find the friendly person who is responsible for refining the medicinal herbs. Confession!"

The Taoist was silent for a long while, and he sighed: "The Tao is above, poor, poor, and responsible for refining these medicinal herbs, is the Dingxiang immortal. Unfortunately, he has been surrounded by the great army, trapped in the venomous battle, Therefore, the Taoist friend could not find him to come out with a confession!"

Do not hide in the Sanyang purple fire rock, listening to this one and one such one-on-one answer, could not help but straighten his eyes. Can these spirits of heaven and Buddhism be shameless? It is no wonder that the priests from the outer world are so vulnerable that they are not only detained with countless materials, but also have great problems in their cultivation.

It’s no wonder that they don’t think that their mana volatility is floating and unstable. They don’t feel like they’re like the big priests of the heavenly priests. They’re like a group of relics, and they’re indestructible. Those foreign priests, Their body mana floats loosely, as if they are out of control at any time, and they have not lost one or two of their mana.

This heaven and Buddhism really did this kind of thing. The original one was allotted a gold fairy, and they were deducted into a Chinese-style celestial device; the medicinal herbs that originally gave them to the strong yuan, may have been taken by these heavenly powers to feed their own mounts. Don't doubt that these people are doing this kind of thing, because he saw this kind of thing in the past life.

And the act of heaven and the gate is really dripping!

The Dingxiang immortals of Tianting Alchemy are also the masters of Wanxian, and they are not slaughtered by them. The multi-treasure Buddha of the Buddha's refining device was also slain by them. This ruined murder and murderous murder is extremely skillful. By the way, the two deaths can be released and disgusting. Emperor Huang or other people who follow the human race behind the scenes use these excuses to block the mouth of the emperor and others. This is really wonderful.

I looked at each other for a while and suddenly sneered. The monk said coldly: "Ding Yi Xianren is still not dead!"

The man smiled slightly, and he said: "Dingdu Buddha is still not dead. Now the Buddha who is your Buddha's door is even more under the door of the Buddha's Amitabha. It is already one of your Buddha's three thousand future Buddhas. Hey, what he did. What do you do with my heaven?"

Rao is the temperamental cultivation of the monk who has reached the level of Bodhi’s non-Taiwanese, and he was almost vomited with blood by this person. The two eyes looked at each other for a while, and the monk sneered: "The heavens must speed up the pace, don't make the people we sent to make clothes for them. Hey, those priests are ruthless." I know that one does not guard against the fact that they take these people to the blood sacrifice, oh, oh, oh, they will make a large number of elite soldiers in a short time, when will you die in the heavens, or how many more of my buddhas will die? What?"

The Taoist smiled calmly and said: "No, no, this three hundred days before is just a pathfinder, and the good play is still behind. Those who have been confessed by the ancestors, no one dare not seriously wait, Daoyou And waiting to see the fun!"

I don’t talk anymore, the monk sits on the fireball, and the Taoist’s hands are stunned in the sleeves. The two look at the ancient Chinese on the Pangu continent and laugh at the heavens. The immortals and the mortals are so vocal that they do not know how many people have been plundered.

After a long time, the talent sighed and sighed: "The things here should have been passed on to Liangzhu? Those Tongtian priests in Liangzhu City can't watch these individuals take advantage of it. They have to come and grab a few more. Personally go back! Hey, come out one is one!"

Do not worry about the slightest move, this heaven and the Buddha's feelings have also used the tiger to leave the mountain? Feelings, they even made a calculation for how the people in these foreign territories would deal with them?

For a moment, don't be careful to look at this one-of-a-kind cultivation. Both of them are the repairs of Taiyiwupin. This kind of cultivation is a person who has mastered the real power of both the heavenly and the Buddhist temples. It is no wonder that they can observe the movements of the Pangu continent here. It is very likely that they are the confidants of the Great Emperor and the Buddha, otherwise they will not be able to come here to act!

Carefully for a while, don't sneak into the Buddha's golden body. He suddenly whispered: "Brother, don't act according to the rules of the Master, what are you waiting for? This is the head of the cow, but it was killed by the Prince!"

When the figure is swaying, the Buddha's golden body, which is not smashed by three feet and six feet high, will not be able to return to God. He grabbed the head and legs of the man, and the golden arm of the arm was forceful. The explosion broke out. I heard a terrible hearing. The body of this person was hard to be twisted into two pieces, and the purple-golden blood sprinkled all over the sky.

The monk exclaimed: "Bold and enchanting, you, you..." The monk’s unspeakable words, not to be exiled, but extremely pure, more powerful and powerful than him. !

The blood of the man in the body rose up, and his fairy spirit screamed with an angry curse.

Don't scream, his eyebrows, a fist-sized singer, screamed and flew out, hitting the fairy soul heavily. Most of the souls were crushed by relics, leaving a life-threatening spirit into a line of light and shadow.

Don't take a few pieces of magic weapon that fell from the person in your hand, and then nod to the stunned monk: "Brother, here is the brother, and please ask the brother to disguise it as a scene of assassination, younger brother." Just annihilate the soul of the cow's nose and return it to the master with the brothers!"

The figure was swaying, and the slap of the **** was running without a trace. The far fire on the meteor was silent for a while, and a sudden curse was suddenly erupted.