Legend of the Cultivation God

Until then, Ming Yue Zen Master heard the sexual dust claiming to be an old man. He didn't feel his eyes laughing even more. He hurriedly said: "If the uncle is not willing, then sit on it, and the disciple will preside over the Buddha!" It is a beautiful thing!"

"What kind of scenery!" The dust is not good. "The old man has not heard of the Buddha and the Confucianism. The three challenges are held on the platform of several wooden pillars. This kind of ordinary people can compete, and the monks go up. Will collapse! Don't say anything else, Confucianism and a flying sword, my Buddha is a Buddha's seal, your thin wooden board is not finished?"

"The disciple knows!" Ming Yue Zen master was blushing and accompanied by a smile. "The disciple is a small golden temple, but it is only 30 people. Where is the financial and material power to do the perfection? This is just a disciple who does not use the product." The uncle and the scholars of the Changsheng Academy are naturally flying in the sky to let the secular people pay their respects. Where will they be used?"

"That said that, but this is also the face of my Buddha, can not be ignored! Sex, savvy and sexual, you will go to the Buddha to support the Buddha, save what scorpion to let others see jokes!"

"Yes, the disciple understands!" Hearing the instructions, the three low-browed, non-speaking Buddhas should scream and stand up.

"Uncle Shi, please..." Mingfa glanced at Mingyue Zen Master and said in a hurry.

"Let's go, I'll wait to go out together!" Sexual dust waved, "Looking at the sky is already bright, and staying in the quiet room can't be repaired for a long time."

"Yes, please uncle!" Ming Yue Zen Master and others hurriedly got up.

Waiting to walk outside the Xiaojin Temple, I saw a large flat area under the mountain gate, a large-scale platform, with a dozen large wooden pillars under the platform, and the thickness of the platform was one foot. , the calculation is extremely strong. On both sides of the platform, there are two sheds built, and the interior is empty, and no tables and chairs have been placed.

The downfall under the dawn is very lonely. Especially between the thick wooden pillars, the gap now reveals darkness and looks very rough. Perhaps it was just blamed by the **** dust. This is the Ming Yue Zen master who is proud of the Taiwanese. Actually, there is some fever on his face. He looks at the dust in front of his head as if he is waiting for the voice of the dust.

I know, the dust has only a faint look. I looked up at Changsheng Town, which had just been removed from the distant night. I don’t know what I was thinking. Ming Yue Zen Master did not dare to speak, only quietly accompanied.

It was sexual, sensible and sexual, and the three of them whispered a few words, and then stood in the same place in the ring, waving their arms. Or the truth or the Buddha's seal, slowly hitting, falling in the vast area of ​​the ring, but half an hour, a faint Buddha light from all over the Taiwanese, that is a simple downfall seems a bit meteorological.

The Ming law jumped up and fell on the ring. After a few hard work, I didn’t hear the previous “twisting” sound in my ear. I laughed and put my hands together and said: “Thank you for the three uncles!”

"Amitabha!" The three monks clasped their hands together and smiled faintly. The East had already wanted to know. The robes of the people in the morning breeze slowly fluttered, and a kind of silence spread around the ring!

Just at this time, it was mixed in the morning breeze. A kind of Buddha that is slightly lighter than the wind, and is more translucent than the sun, but only a slight stagnation when sweeping the monks such as **** dust.

"Ah??" Four monks such as the dust are the dusty realm. It is the third-order strength of Yuanli's second product. How can this Buddha's knowledge be overwhelmed by them? The dust was so shocked that he almost lost his words. "This...what is this master?"

The dust is almost unthinking. The light cloud is born at the foot, and the place where the Buddha knows is flying. I want to meet the owner of the Buddha! The dust rises, the sex, the sensitivity and the **** will stay here. The rush is also flying.

"Uncle Shi, Shi Shu..." Ming Yue Zen master is a little anxious, but he is not a second-order force, but he can't fly out of thin air. The Buddha's handcuffs are not in his hands, and he is not called.

However, people like **** dust did not seem to hear it, and the figure in the air became smaller and smaller.

"Hosting the brothers!" Ming Cheng and Ming Fa were equally shocked. Their Buddhist knowledge was weak and almost inaudible, but they also noticed the strangeness of the Buddha’s knowledge. They walked to the Ming Yue Zen Master and excitedly said, "This ... Which is the Buddha's knowledge of the ancestors? Are there other predecessors coming over?"

“How do you know this seat?” Ming Yue’s sorcerer replied with a sigh of relief. “I don’t even know how to know how to know this seat?”

"That..." Mingfa whispered, "How can this master's ancestor be repaired? Can his old man block the blood sacrifice of the monster?"

"Ming Ming brother!" Ming Cheng smiled. "Since it is the sorcerer's uncle who wants to be called the ancestors, it must be... is it like repairing it! In the Tibetan immortal continent, it is the strength of Yuanli's four products..."

"What is it like repairing it!" Ming Yue Zen master Bai Ming Ming Cheng said, "That is called Ming Hao repair!"

"Oh, yes, the disciple knows, it is Mingxiu repair!" Mingcheng said with embarrassment, "This is the master of the repair... Is it afraid to chase the abbot of Yunlin Temple? No, it should exceed the Yunlin Temple. The abbot! What does the old man come to in the town of Changsheng? Naturally, it is the same as the purpose of the **** duster!"

"Haha, that's fine!" Mingfa smiled. "With him, I don't have to worry anymore! Oh, abbot, you didn't go to Hao, you don't know, the monster is really good, I am Xiaojin. The temple’s sacred temple Buddha can’t make meritorious deeds. If there is a monster that is more powerful than it, I’m Xiaojin Temple...”

“Hey!” Ming Yue’s Zen master sneaked a sigh of relief. “It’s because I have no such strength in Xiaojin Temple. The talented dust masters and other talents have come to Changsheng Town! Nowadays, there are Mingzu realms who come to the ancestors, I am Xiaojin. The temple has no worries! What kind of rabbit, what radish, is just a means for me to carry forward the Dharma!"

"Yes, yes, I will understand!" Mingfa accompanied the laughter. "With the ancestors, what Jiang Chaoguan, what Changsheng College is not enough for my Xiaojin Temple!"

"You will wait to inform the disciples in the temple and prepare to welcome the ancestors!" Ming Yue Zen master waved his hand, prevented the words of Ming Fa, and told the two people.

"Yes, the disciple understands!" Ming Cheng and Ming Fa were excited to go.

However, there was a half hour before the sun had risen. All the 30 people in Xiaojin Temple had been dressed in robes and waited in front of Xiaojin Temple. The four talents, such as the dust, flew back. There was no head in front. Any other monk.

"Uncle Shi..." Mingyue Zen teacher brows slightly, looking at the falling dust of the floor, "Isn't the ancestors unwilling to settle for my Xiaojin Temple?"

"No!" The brows of the dust are more tight than those of the Mingyue Zen master. "The old man did not find the traces of the ancestors. His old man seemed to pass by here. The Buddha’s knowledge was swept away and it was not easy to find!"

Ming Yue Zen Master was extremely disappointed, Zhang Zhangzui did not know what to ask again.

"Oh, of course!" The dust is looking up and looking at the distance. "Maybe the old man is in the town of Changsheng! And the same purpose as the old man. But his old man is not Yunlin Temple, and he is not willing to meet me!" ”

"The repair of this ancestor is..." The Mingfa next to it couldn't help but whisper. "Is it already clear?"

"Well, if you only know from the Buddha's point of view, his old man should be in the realm of Ming Dynasty!" The dust nodded. "However, my Buddhist disciples have never paid attention to the Buddha's knowledge. They only refine the relics. If there is no accident, this is not the case. The teacher Zudang is just beginning to set foot in the lotus realm!"

"I want to... I want to lotus??" Mingfa was stunned.

"Of course!" The dust is somewhat proud. "This old man only relies on the feeling of the Buddha's knowledge. It is not true. If the master is alum, even the dirt is possible!"

"Sexual dust master uncle!" Mingfa accompanied the laughter. "I have a lot of realm in the practice of Buddhism... The disciples have not yet entered the product, and this is really unclear! Please ask the uncle to explain!"

"Hey, little guy!" Sword dusted. "You haven't been in the product yet, you want to know the realm of the nine products? Is it a bit too high?"

Seeing the dust is so joking, Mingfa knows that the dust is because the teacher of Buddhism is here, and the anxiety in his heart has been eliminated. He smiles and says: "Despite the fact that the disciple did not enter the product, the disciple should always know the secret of my Buddhist practice. Right? Otherwise... In case one day the disciples received the disciples, the disciples are embarrassed to talk to him about these!"

"Oh, okay!" The mood of the dust is very good. "My Buddha is a nine-fold realm. It is good, dust, dirt, alum, lotus, poncho, fetus, resident and Buddha. The mystery can only be realized when you cultivate yourself. The old man does not know it himself. You only remember it!"

"Thank you, Master Shu!" Mingfa was overjoyed.

"But, hurry into the temple, as the color is bright today, the Fairy Buddha ceremony is about to begin, you have to hurry to prepare!" Sex and dusty hands, and then to Ming Yue Zen master, "Yes, you said the rules of the challenge It was made by Jiang Chaoguan, who could have sent it?"

"This..." Ming Yue Zen teacher smiled bitterly. "The Xiao Jian of that Tao has not been sent, and the disciple does not know if he gave it to the Changsheng College!"

"Noisy" sexual dust swears, "Today is more than a test, even the rules of the test do not know, how do you compare with others?"

"Uncle Shi!" Ming Yue Zen master accompanied the laughter. "There was only two people in Jiang Chaoguan. One was Xiao Jian and the other was Yuan Ya. It was not a dozen days before the third person came. The name disciple also I don't know, the previous disciple has already said that he only knows that he is also a surname of Xiao! In the past few days, Jiang Chaoguan has been too busy to say, it should be the new Xiaodaochang’s hands and feet! The three of them are afraid I have never seen such a strong incense situation! Where can I come to Xiaojin Temple? The disciples can’t send people to find them. Doesn’t it seem that my Xiaojin Temple has no face? Moreover, the disciples think... as long as the uncle Even if they have any thoughts on Jiang Chaoguan, they are not going to be ruined under the innocence of the masters and the Buddhists."

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