Legend of the Cultivation God

"Hey, Xiao Daochang..." Xiao Hua smiled. "The Ming people don't say whispers. Other people don't know if the Dao Chang has repaired it. How do you know the poor road?"

"What? You...you are actually..." Xiao Dao was so shocked that he almost jumped up. "You... are you really sending them?"

“Who are they?” Xiao Hua smiled. “Xiao Daochang’s suspicion is too heavy!! It’s not that they sent it, don’t you know that you have a god?”

"You..." Xiao Dao’s face was as earthy, but then his face was ecstatic. Just to open, Xiao Hua immediately waved. "Don’t swear! You must answer Xiao’s first. problem!"

"Yes, yes!" Surprise, Xiao Daochang almost stuttered, "True Yuan Ning Dan... Naturally is the land of Jindan that my Taoist disciple dreams of! In addition to this... What else is possible? It is difficult... ...Xiao Daoyou, oh, no, Xiao’s predecessors are now... Yuanli Sanpin?”

“Yuanli three products?” Xiao Hua smiled. “Xiao thought about it, but unfortunately it didn’t want Xiaomou! Do you think Xiaomou will be Yuanli’s three products?”

Xiao Hua’s words are naturally ambiguous, but in the impression of ordinary people, Xiao Hua naturally admits that he is not worthy of the three products.

"No...not very likely!" Xiao Daochang suddenly seemed to wake up at this time, shook his head and tried to throw away his unrealistic illusions. "Xiao Daoyou is born with a natural pulse and is unlikely to enter the foundation." Environment, let alone what to open and merge! But..."

In the end, Xiao Daochang is like a drowning man who grabs a watery grass and struggles: "But the vulture of Xiaojin Temple is at best the beginning of the goodness of the good, and it can be regarded as the next step of Yuanli. If Xiaodaoyou can enter the product, Can beat the Buddha, and expel this group of vultures from Changsheng Town! Xiao Daoyou... Are you in the end?"

"Hey..." Xiao Hua smiled slightly. Turning around, the mouth said faintly, "Xiao Mou is a product! Looks like Xiao Mou does not say, you can not sleep tonight!"

"Ha ha ha ~" Xiao Dao grew up and laughed. "Since Xiao Daoyou is a lower-level product, the challenge after ten days depends on the Taoist friends!"

Xiao Hua’s sleeves ignored his martial arts. Xiao Jian’s person seemed to have some snobbish snobbery. The attitude toward Xiao Hua changed a lot, and Xiao Hua had a Buddhist sect. The battle for Xiaojin Temple and Jiangchao is only a joke! However, the words of Xiaojin Temple Ming Yue Zen master arrogant, even proposed to expel Xiao Jian and Yuan Ya from Changsheng Town, is not Xiao Hua willing to see! Therefore, this is one of the reasons why Xiao Hua helped Xiao Jian! After all, Xiao Hua is also a Taoist origin! It is impossible to see the gate being expelled from the town of Changsheng by the Buddha.

Of course, the tenth day is really short for Xiao Hua. It is impossible for him to completely clean up the soil crystal milk in the meridians, in the dantian and in the flesh, to see the obesity of Mingyue Zen master, and to have the enemy's fate, and Xiaohua himself can't sweep Xiaojin Temple. Monk! As for the Changsheng Academy, and the Ming Yue Zen Master, who is dependent on it, Xiao Hua does not care, even if he can not restore the state of prosperity. In the face of some of the strengths of the foundation building and even the strength of Jindan's monks, Xiao Hua alone will not fall into the wind with some yellow characters and fire symbols! It is exactly what Xiao Hua said, he does have the realm of Yuanli's four products, but nowadays the meridians and the flesh are filled with earthen crystal milk, and all the magical powers can't be displayed. It is really just imported!

Jiang Chaoguan's three "lonely bitter" Taoist monks saw the light, full of hope for the future, a closed-door retreat, a meditation and blessing, and a lying on the branches of the banyan tree. Looking up at the stars in the night sky, I don’t know what I was thinking.

In the north of Changsheng Town, less than five miles away, it is a hill of several miles in size, and Xiaojin Temple, which is ten times larger than the river tide view, is built on this hill. At the time of the Xiaojin Temple, the sound of the rhythmic wooden fish on the main hall was heard with a loud bell. The obese Mingyue Zen master dressed in a bright pipa, put down the little raft in his hand, and was very satisfied to look at the 30 people above the main hall. He said: "Today’s evening class is here, you Let’s go back to rest!”

"Yes, the abbot~" The unanimous answer from the 30 people was very resounding in the hall, and it was the joy of Mingyue Zen Master.

All the monks were left, and the Mingyue Zen Master got up and sorted out the cockroaches on his body. He turned to look at the old Buddha statue of Sakyamuni on the main hall, respectfully bowed down and bowed. He whispered: "I am like a Buddha, my disciple is Ming Yue. I have been here for more than ten years. I saw that there are only three or five people in the temple. Nowadays, the people are very strong, reaching thirty-two. The disciple has ten years. The hard work of my Buddha must be seen in the eyes. Of course, the hard work of the disciples is incomparable to the Buddha's Dharma. The Xiaojin Temple has such a strong incense. It is the compassion of my Buddha. It is not the hard work of the disciples! The disciples are willing to take root. The Xiaojin Temple in Changsheng Town, in one of the Tibetan immortals, will bury my Buddha's compassion in the hearts of ordinary people and let them know... There are only Buddhas in the world, only the world of bliss is their best destination! Only devout respect By worshiping my Buddha, I can eliminate the obstacles and get rid of sin! Amitabha..."

Later, Ming Yue Zen master whispered for a long time, and this time again gimmick, respectfully withdraw from the hall.

Waiting for the Ming Yue Zen Master to answer the abbot's Zen room, change the shackles, put on the moon white robes, and the sound of the "砰砰" sounds in front of the Zen room.

"Who!" Ming Yue Zen teacher's brow furrowed, and his heart was somewhat unhappy.

"Ming Yue brother, is a disciple Mingfa!" A respectful voice rang outside the door.

"Amitabha, it turned out to be Mingfa~" Mingyue Zen’s mouth hangs a hint of incomprehensible smile. He steps up to the Zen Gate and opens the door himself.

"Amitabha, the brothers are too polite!" Standing outside the door, it was a monk behind the Ming Yue Zen master. At this time, his face was smiling, and his hands were very respectful. "You just say, disciple." When the door is pushed, why do you need the brother to open the door?"

"Ming Fa Shi's brother came over so late, it must be extremely important!" Ming Yue Zen Master asked Ming Fa to enter the house and smiled and said, "I can do my best for my Xiaojin Temple. I can work hard for my Buddha." The hero of the sect, the barren nature must open the door in person!"

"There is a laborer brother!" Mingfa was sitting on the futon with some restraint. Mingyue Zen master also personally held the pot and poured a cup of tea. Then he smiled and asked, "I don't know what the younger brother has?"