Immortal cultivator double wears the doomsday, I am so happy as a demon cultivator

And is it still this kind of lower sect demon gate?

Although it is the Lower Sect Demon Sect, none of the Demon Cultivators are good.

And so good-looking.

Logically speaking, something unexpected has long been.

But this child did not.

It was as if the people around him couldn’t raise evil thoughts about him.

That’s right, he is the reincarnated Dalai Lama Lingtong.

This body is the body that he has cultivated for a long time before, and even the best body.

After investigating Wuping’s growth trajectory through his own means, he came to this Blood Rain Gate.

Until an elder happened to pass by, saw his skeletal amazement, excellent talent, and brought him to the Blood Rain Gate.

Even on the road.

The elder also boasted to the child about his experience with Wuping.

This elder is the same elder who ripped off the register in the first place.

“Since the establishment of my Blood Rain Gate, the most evil Tianjiao has ever been Wuping.”

“Now he has become the Punishment Peak of Shangzong, in charge of the headquarters of a city.”

The Dalai Lama Lingtong smiled very gently: “Elder, can you tell me more about Senior Brother Wuping, I admire him very much.” ”

“There are many people who worship Wuping, if you want to hear it, you can hear everything after you go with me to meet the door master, the door master must be very happy to see you, and the sect blood rain gate has another genius.”

After taking the reincarnated Dalai Lama Lingtong to see Luo Hong, sure enough, Luo Hong was very happy.

Because the Blood Rain Gate has another genius!

But good things often come after all.

Is the Rotten Foshan battlefield big?

Not big, give Wuping a day, he can fly back and forth.

Is that rotten Foshan battlefield small?

It was not small at all, because in half a month, he didn’t even see half a hair of the Jizo Ghost Fire.

But he was not completely ungained, at least Wuping found the 110 Gabara relics that the Dalai Lingtong collapsed out, and even practiced the 100,000 mountain moving technique to the current limit.

Even the corpse resentment qi of the entire battlefield was sucked into his body and turned into nourishment for the corpse Buddha Jiujiu to send the funeral Dafa.

But!!!

“Where did the special Jizo Ghost Fire go?”

In the cave, Wu Ping pan touched the one hundred and ten Gabala relics that were newly strung up in his hand, and couldn’t help but scold his mother.

This thing is indeed a good thing, but he can’t use it.

Because there is no Buddha nature in his body after all, and this one hundred and ten Gabala relics, he even doubts whether it is the previous life of the Dalai Lama Lingtong, or the relic of the previous life.

He just can’t use it anyway.

But it can be sold for money.

Anyway, Wuping thought so.

Keep it, good villains are also king weapons, and the power is comparable to the honorable weapon, and they will be sold for money in the future.

Suddenly.

Wu Ping’s Punishment Peak Token shook a few times.

When I took it out, several of the divine thoughts were transmitted.

[Lin Wanli: Seven Blood Sect, the inner disciple of the Blood Demon Peak, Chi Blood, is inquiring about your news, I paid attention to check, there is a grudge between you, you killed his younger brother Chi Wan, he should come to you in the next few days, be careful, he is a dragon cultivator. ] 】

[Lin Wanli: Your deeds were transmitted back to the Seven Blood Sect, and were known by Wu Qi and Tie Qiusheng, and the two took eight hundred martial character banner disciples to take the battlefield task and went to the battlefield of the western frontier, but they did not go to Rotten Foshan, there is no other meaning, just tell you. 】

[Lin Wanli: I guess you should still be looking for a ghost fire in Rotten Foshan, right? No need to look for the Jizo Ghost Fire has been taken away by someone in the Buddha Harbor, that person is called Four Eyes, born with four eyes, all golden, three of which can see the past, present, and future, don’t go on with him, this person is very …. Outrageous】

[Lin Wanli: You killed the Dalai Lama Lingtong, his friend Zixian Lingtong is waiting for you to end up in the Buddha Beach, if you can, don’t go, he is very strong, the strongest among the ten reincarnated soul children of the Vajra Sect. ] 】

[Lin Wanli: Don’t look at the four eyes. 】

Read this information.

Wu Ping couldn’t help but raise his head.

“It seems to be right.”

“Wuping benefactor, the little monk has four eyes.”

This man appeared at an unknown time, with four eyes, all golden, with a majestic face, dressed in a white robe and Buddhist robe, and unremarkable.

But there is always a feeling on his body that makes people want to be close to him.

Wu Ping was like a man’s back for a while.

This feeling annoys him!

Seeing that Wu Ping did not speak, Shimoku went straight into the cave, sat cross-legged next to Wu Ping, and took out something from his arms.

Constantly swaying, exuding strange energy, the whole body is black, and the very center point is gold, not covered by black.

“This rotten Buddha mountain has been captured by the Demon Gate, and the donor is still here, presumably because it has been here, why don’t the little monk give it to the donor, just ask the donor to solve my confusion?” After the little monk answered, he would leave, and the little monk swore to the cultivation in his heart that he would never make a move on the donor. ”

This guy is quite polite.

Wu Ping looked at him: “You are a reincarnated and reincarnated Buddha Sect power, what doubts are you looking for me to answer?” I don’t know as much as you, and since you like this cave, I’ll let it go to you. ”

Shimoku smiled: “In his previous life, the little monk had cultivated three thousand years of Buddha, three thousand years of Buddha enemies, three thousand years of suffering sea sentient beings, and in this life he only cultivated four eyes. ”

“Three thousand years of Buddha, the little monk realized that the bitter sea is the shore without bounds, so the little monk died voluntarily, and the bitter sea turned back to find a way forward.”

“Three thousand years of Buddha enemies, the little monk realized, put down the butcher knife and turn back to the shore, but this butcher knife the world can’t put down, becoming a Buddha is a butcher knife, becoming an immortal is a butcher knife, killing is a butcher knife, obsession is a butcher knife, the little monk made a grand wish, to let the world let go, they can’t let go, the little monk will help them put down, dead and let go, so the little monk killed them, killed people who want to become Buddhas, people who want to become immortals, people who kill, people who have obsessions, (read violent novels, go on Feilu Novel Network!) ）

But how many of these people? The little monk couldn’t finish killing, and in the end he didn’t become a Buddha, and he couldn’t cultivate the enemies of Buddha, so the little monk died. ”

“Three thousand years of sentient beings in the sea of suffering, the little monk realized that all sentient beings are the sea of suffering, the little monk walks the world, three thousand years of the world, experiences birth, old age, illness and death, calamities and blessings, seals memories, everything follows the heart, but the little monk is covered in dust.”

“A few days ago, when I heard the benefactor’s wonderful words and holy words, jumped out of the three realms, not in the five elements, spotless, and empty, the little monk was inspired to inquire about the deeds of the donor.”

“I learned that the benefactor once said in the Seven Blood Sect that the threesome will have my master, and this concept coincides with what the little monk has experienced in the sea of suffering for three thousand years, although he is in the sea of suffering, but all sentient beings, the little monk has seen many teachers, learned a lot, but also stained a lot of dust.”

“So bother the benefactor, give the little monk a puzzle, this dust is not clean, how can it not be clean?”

The corners of Wu Ping’s mouth twitched.

This person is indeed devilish, and the damn Buddha cultivators dare to cultivate the Buddha,

This is already surprising, does he really have a Buddha in his heart?

Buddha cultivates Buddha, Buddha is Buddha, Buddha is Buddha, you practice Buddha, who dies if you don’t die?

Originally, this was already surprising enough, as a result, this person’s Buddha could not cultivate, he went to cultivate the Buddha enemy, issued a grand wish to let the world go, if he couldn’t let go, he would help the world let go, and then realized that if he died, he let go, and this special gift was sent to the western heavens.

The result of not being able to cultivate, Wu Ping can still accept it, if it is cultivated, the people of this world will suffer old crimes.

Well, the Buddha enemy can’t cultivate, he runs to see the sentient beings of the sea of suffering, is that visible?

The classic Ananda Venerable in his previous life published a story called Ishibashi Zen, and Wuping had read it before that he felt quite feeling.

Before Ananda, a disciple of the Buddha, became a monk, he saw a young girl on the road and has loved Nan She ever since.

Buddha asked him: How much do you like that girl?

Ananda replied: I would like to turn into a stone bridge, blown by the wind for five hundred years, sunned for five years, and rain for five hundred years. But beg the girl to walk across the bridge.

Who is Ananda?

One of the ten disciples of Shakyamuni.

Disciple of Buddha.

What grade?

After the Buddha’s nirvana, His Holiness became the first ancestor and led the vast number of Buddhist disciples. After the death of the Great Kaye, Ananda inherited Kaye and led the disciples to promote the Dharma, and was later honored as the second ancestor.

This can’t escape the bitter sea, stained with dust, you go off the road of Buddhist cultivation, first cultivate Buddha, then cultivate Buddha enemies, you can run.

But how could he answer this question to these four-eyed monks?

If Wu Ping knew, he had also cultivated Buddha, how deep was the root of wisdom?

The four eyes did not urge, and Wu Ping finally said the truth of the past life after pondering: “Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing in the original, where is the dust?” ”

The four eyes instantly stood in place and muttered in their mouths: “Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing in the original, where to cause dust…”

“But what is the Bodhi Tree, and what is the Spiegel Terrace?”

Seeing his frowning face, Wu Ping smiled secretly in his heart: You can realize, who can understand you, you cultivate Buddha and Buddha enemies, it is really strange.

Thinking about it, Wu Ping quietly released the poisonous pill buried in his body and began to release poison, which could not kill you

It’s better to go crazy and run straight away yourself!

Ask for flowers, ask for tickets.