Chapter 1139 The judge's pen, turn the world 2

  Many people know about things like this, but very few people actually meet them.

   Wuchen is the reincarnation body of the three generations, and I have naturally seen it.

  He closed his eyes slightly, folded his hands together, and called out the Buddha's name with compassion.

   "Amitabha."

  The handsome monk's robe is simple and simple, and his appearance is outstanding, but at this time, the vicissitudes of life and holiness in the young monk's eyes completely cover his skin.

  His eyes are full of compassion and love.

  Pity for the sentient beings in the rolling red dust.

  He opened his lips slightly, "Donor Yan, why are you doing this again."

Wuchen's hand turns the buddha beads, his tone of voice is low and quiet, "All appearances are vain. If you see all appearances, you will see the Tathagata. All the actions are like dream bubbles, and dreams are like electricity, so you should observe in the same way. Israel sees me and asks me with sound. It is a man who is doing evil ways and cannot see the Tathagata. The Dharma should be given up, let alone illegal?"

   "Amitabha."

  "When you leave, you will leave, when you break, you will break. It is natural to conform to the way of heaven."

   "Okay, you," Young Master Yan lightly picked the peach blossom eyes, and gave him a cool look, "It's not like this Young Master hasn't collapsed, don't talk about your useless nonsense."

  Dust-free...

  Huh, rotten wood cannot be carved.

   "The judge's pen can turn the world, this is just a rumor."

   "No one has actually seen or used it."

   "And how this judge's pen can turn the world, we don't know, Master Yan."

   Yantao turned the judge's pen between her slender fingers, raised her eyebrows frivolously, and turned her eyes to Wuchen, "From your perspective, how can Qin Zong avoid this difficulty?"

Wuchen pursed his lips, "If Mr. Qin didn't follow you, the brother and Qingyangzi's seniors will join forces, so I can avoid them."

  "How much do you avoid? How much is calculated?"

  Young Master Yan smiled lightly, "Qingyangzi knows how to look at the hexagram so, can you divination this hexagram for him?"

  "..." Wuchen raised his eyes slightly, with a serious tone, "Big fierce, fierce, fierce."

  I don’t know how many times.

  I'm used to the results of the big murder.

  This hexagram is basically a life of nine deaths.

  There is no life left.

  Furthermore, Qin Zong stubbornly followed and ran into Yan Tao's catastrophe.

   Wuchen heart sighed slightly, because of his three-life merit, I am afraid that he can't suppress this fierce light.

  His senior brother and Qingyangzi sent him here as a mascot, and illuminating them with the Buddhist virtues will give them a psychological comfort.

   Wuchen really did not expect that Yan Tao was so bold, she dared to move her life.

   and still a peculiar fate.

   "Since you know, please protect me well."

   Wuchen narrowed his smile on his face, and said Shen Shen, "Yantao, are you real?"

   "Nonsense!"

  The young man's voice was crisp and clear, and her empty left hand was raised, and she threw it into the air.

  The boy's movements are beautiful and mysterious. When his fingertips fell, he saw a circular iron disc appearing out of nowhere in the air, staying in the air, spinning slowly.

  And a palm-sized figure appears faintly in the center of the Liuren-shaped plate, sitting on the Liuren-shaped plate.

   Yan Tao took out a transparent porcelain bottle.

  The bottle is filled with bright red blood.

  She raised her hand and slowly poured the blood onto the six-corner plate.

  The bright red blood automatically formed lines on the Liuren-style plate. The young peach blossom eyes were slightly tight, and his eyes were staring at the blood bead for a moment, and he reached out and turned the Liuren-style plate according to its flowing lines.

  At the same time, the boy's thin lips moved slightly, and he kept muttering to himself.

  (End of this chapter)