Legend of the Cultivation God

"Ha ha..." Xiao Hua laughed at Heaven and pointed his hand. "If you want to become famous, why don't you go to find Cihui? People just have to prove that there is no Dazhi Manjusri Buddha Buddha in the South, is it better than you?" More useful? Besides, the great Zen master, the human being is the human being, you and I are just the Buddha, not the Bodhisattva, some envy of hatred is nothing! If you don’t even dare to explain, how can you throw it away? How can you prove your skin? You don't admit that you are so anxious because you hear the message of Ci Hui. If your heart is now enchanted, you still feel yourself..."

When Xiao Hua arrived at this time, he simply used the radical plan. Although he did not say that he knew that the Zen Master had experienced the silence, this short sentence is very heart-wrenching, just like a knife. Life will dig out the heart of the Great Zen Master.

The monks of Jinshan Temple, who are screaming at the side, are now even more afraid of their faces. One by one wants to escape, but they are afraid of causing the attention of the great Zen master. It is very pitiful to stand there and dare not move.

After waiting for Xiao Hua to finish the words, the singer of the Great Zen Master is angry. For so many years, who would dare to say this to him? Which monk who came to the door did not ask him for his respectful respect? The most important thing is that Xiao Hua’s words really talked about his heart and shred his face completely.

"Oh..." The singer of the Great Zen Master screamed, it was the Buddha lion, although the sound of this screaming was not toward the monks, nor toward Xiaohua, but the glory of the Jinshan Temple was overwhelming. Cover your ears and kneel on the ground. Some are not repaired and still painful to roll on the ground!

"Hey, isn't it being said by Xiao Xiao?" Xiao Hua smiled, and the voice was louder. "Seeing the people's kindness and wisdom, and thinking about the results, I think that my generation is extremely high, and my practice is also rumored. I was respectful in front of myself, saying that I couldn’t praise the people’s words on the same day. I didn’t expect that everyone would come to the peak and look at themselves. It’s like a mirrorless helplessness in the mirror...”

"Damn!" The sorcerer of the Great Master will take a shot. At the top of the head, the Buddha's light is a masterpiece, and a golden Buddha's palm is born. It is shot to Xiaohua!

"Annoyed into anger! It is difficult to become ... ... annihilation of the great Zen master, you want to kill people to destroy the mouth?" Xiao Hua sneered. He did not dare to display the hands of Yuan Ying. But it is also the golden light flashing around. The golden body of the law was displayed, and the golden light was similar to the Buddha light, and the hand was lifted. The fist that is not inferior to the Buddha's hand is just above the Buddha's hand!

"Boom..." A loud noise, the entire Jinshan Temple is shaking, Xiaohua's size of the golden body was actually beaten by the dead Buddha's palm, almost stepped on the main hall of the Jinshan Temple.

Xiao Hua did not dare to neglect, Xiang Yun was born at the foot, and hurriedly flew to Chen Jiang under the Jinshan Temple.

"The little monk is taking a break!" The Zen Master was really angry at this time. The face was purple, and there was a comparison with the eggplant. Toss, actually turned into a dragon, and the claws of the claws flew toward Xiao Hua.

"Who is afraid that you will not be?" Xiao Hua sneered, but his heart is also a bit embarrassing. After all, from the moment that the great Zen master just opened, how is he also the strength of the early stage of the pontoon, to Xiaohua Buddhism is definitely not its rival. Of course, Xiao Hua also believes that this is just the result of the anger of the sinister Zen Master. As long as he persists for a moment, the fire of the Great Zen Master will pass, and he will also close his hand, and he will never have any life risk.

Immediately, Xiao Hua also waved his hand, and the Kowloon tin rod flew out of the space, roaring and turning into nine dragons to fight with the dragon. Ten Ten Dragons are so over the top of Chenjiang River, the entire Chenjiang River is soaring, and the waves are so raging.

"Small monk, it is really prepared!" The sorcerer of the sorrowful sorcerer, "Today, the old man stunned your intentions and made you famous!"

Saying, the singer of the Great Zen Master speaks the truth, the hand is Buddha, and the Buddha is shining. With the Zen Master, the Buddha will be printed, but within the space of Xiao Hua’s nearly ten feet, the thin Buddha’s light is like The smallpox-like appearance, the three faces and the compassion can be seen between the charming fairy goddess, dancing with both hands and legs. With this inexplicable sky dance, a louder sound than the Sanskrit sound appears. In the ear, my heart seems to have ants crawling over, an unspeakable heat from the lower abdomen! Just when Xiao Hua frowned, suddenly he was alert and his right arm stretched out, and he grabbed it toward the bottom of the body!

"Peng..." But seeing a dark three-legged fork was caught in the hands of Xiao Hua, Xiao Hua snorted and turned and looked at it. It was a few-foot-sized, dark, and ugly nightshade. Sneak attack on yourself. Seeing that his three-legged fork was caught by Xiao Hua, the night fork was not in a hurry, and he shook his hand. Not only did he turn himself into a Buddha light, but the three forks also instantly turned into several small flowers, slowly drifting. In the air.

Not only that, the flower just fell a few feet that day, Xiao Hua's body appeared at the same time no less than ten Yaksha, one by one grinning, the three forks in the hands of the evil waving toward Xiaohua's law golden body stabbed over!

"Hit..." Xiao Hua did not hesitate. The same Buddha's light flashed, and his hands were filled with Buddha's seal. The power of the mountain was born immediately. It was in Xiaohua's body, and the fist-sized stones appeared. These stones also flashed Buddha light. Cracked out around, waiting for the stone to cross the sky, flying to the night fork, the eyes of the goddess, this stone has been turned into a size of several feet, "砰砰砰..." successive muffled sounds, the three forks of the Yasha fork broken, Each of them became a Buddha light, and the charming heavenly girl was crushed by the ruthless stone, and suddenly turned into countless small flowers falling on the top of Chenjiang!

"Little monk, it really has some connotations! Actually know the mountain Buddha seal!" The lonely Zen master looked coldly, and glanced at the Zen stick that wrestled with the Kowloon tin stick, and snorted from the nose. "No wonder dare to come." I am picking up things at Jinshan Temple!"

Seeing that the temperament of the Great Zen Master is so extreme, Xiao Hua is helpless. At this time, it is inconvenient to say anything like asking for advice. Xiao Hua only hopes that he will not be able to make a deal with the Zen Master, and then he will gradually follow suit. Ask the secret of silence.

"How? Big Zen master, Xiao Yan knows the power of the mountain is a problem?" Xiao Hua is also a sneer, "Small scorpion this magical means is still used for the first time in my Buddha Buddha! Unlike some sorghum, the net rushing to their own door! ”

"Ha ha ha, this old-fashioned old man will believe?" The great Zen master laughed. "Since you have the heart, the old man is not polite, you have to be careful, the power of the old man's karma... Sometimes the old man himself also controls Can't live!"

"The power of karma?" Xiao Hua Wei Wei, did not dare to neglect, the hands rushed to seal again, his mountain power has been well understood, and now has entered the second heavy, the karma of the karma is not real Enlightenment, listening to the silence of the Great Zen Master actually understands the power of karma, and just what he just showed, Xiao Hua’s heart immediately gave birth to vigilance, do not know what the second karma force is.

"Amitabha, Amitabha, Amitabha..." Suddenly, the whole body of the singer of the singer screamed and sang the voice of the Buddha, and then the figure of the sorcerer of the Great Zen was equally unstoppable, and with the figure The skyrocketing, in the back of the silence, is to give birth to a head, and under this head is the birth of two sealed arms!

"Ah?" Xiao Hua was awkward. Looking at the big Zen master, it was a weird two-armed four-armed body. It is the demon of the **** hole, how is the devil's magical means?

However, it is not waiting for Xiao Hua to wake up, but seeing the temperature drop suddenly, the red spikes suddenly appear in those small ceilings. The more and more twists of these spikes will swallow the whole ceiling, and the spikes are rapid. The spread of the moment, the entire height is covered, and at the same time, the spikes slowly become the lotus-like shape, especially the red of the entire high-altitude looks like a huge lotus...

At the same time, an incomparable heart is born from Xiao Hua's heart!

"Red... Red Lotus Industry Fire??" Xiao Hua was shocked. The fire of this karma was also naturally exhibited. However, because of other magical powers, the nightmare sword was not easy to use. Xiaohua It is no longer used, but he did not expect to see it again in the Jinshan Temple of this blissful world, and the red lotus industry fire of the great Zen master is obviously stronger than himself by a star and a half!

In the face of such a powerful adversary, Xiaohua’s Buddha Zongtong is afraid that it will be no longer possible! However, Xiao Hua is not willing to show weakness, his hands are printed again, and a heavy mountain is flashing out of the Buddha's light. It seems like the roaring earth dragon is rushing toward the red lotus that has not yet formed...

It is a pity that these mountains seem to be thick, and the Buddha's light is also splendid. However, when the contact with the red lotus industry fire instantly turns into a drip of gold juice, the banned inflow into the fire disappeared, and no cockroaches were found. .

Xiao Hua was helpless. She looked down at the lotus platform that was not closed immediately. She knew that it was the way out for the great Zen master to leave for himself. He almost did not think about it and pulled away from the gap of the red lotus fire. But who once knew that he had just emerged from the fire, and that the body had not been received, and a huge force was pressed, which was actually the power of Xiaohua’s familiar mountains. Xiao Hua was quite caught off guard, and he was flying down. This time, the "flutter" sounded loudly, and Jin Jin was not included in Chen Jiang. At the same time, "Hey..." The Kowloon tin cane also mourned from the sky and followed Xiaohua to the bottom of the river! (To be continued.)