Legend of the Cultivation God

Xiao Hua’s words are naturally joking, but Xue Ping listened, but his heart was Da Ding, and he hurriedly put down the Lingguo, respectfully said: “It’s good to teach the predecessors that the younger generation is not the left general. Oh, it should be said that the younger generation is no longer in the creek. Nanpu County of the country."

“Oh?” Xiaohua’s brows said, “You stayed in Nanpu County, Xi’an, why did you go anywhere else?”

Speaking of this, Xiao Hua hurriedly smiled: "Oh, yes, the old man remembers to have an appointment with you! But because the old man really has no time to get out, this is delayed again and again, you can rest assured... Hey? Didn't you have already gone? And it is still full of rewards, is this not in the country?"

"No, not what the predecessors thought!" Xue Ping hurriedly waved. "There are no such high-ranking people as the predecessors. The younger generations dare not go there at will. If... If the seniors have leisure, they want to go there. Look, the younger generation is willing to go with their predecessors."

"This way!" Xiao Hua scratched his chin and nodded. "When the old man is in Yaotai, there is leisure. If you have time, can you and me walk together?"

"Very good, very good!" Xue Ping was very happy, and some scratched his head.

Xiao Hua looked at Xue Ping with a smile and smiled: "Xue Ping, are you not chasing Yaotai Mountain, let the old man practice it?"

Xue Ping hurriedly received joy and accompanied the laughter: "Xiao's predecessors want to marry, the younger generation may know that the predecessors will come to Yaotai Mountain? The younger generation just followed my general to the Yaotai Mountain."

“Oh?” Xiao Hua nodded. “It seems that you are leaving another country!”

Xue Ping smiled bitterly: "Predecessors are joking. It is better to say that there are any encounters between the younger generations. It is better to say that they are forced to leave from Xiguo."

"Sit down and say while eating..." Xiao Hua smiled and pointed to the spirit of Xue Pingyu. He simply took out some of the Lingguo and said with a sigh.

Seeing Xiao Hua’s doing this, Xue Ping’s mentality is half put down. He’s like a black pot at the bottom of his face, and he’s got a few smiles from the case. Laughing: "Premiers are really enjoyable. These strange spirits have not been enjoyed for a long time."

"There is nothing, that is, some of the juniors have a little bit of heart, but the old man is disrespectful!" Xiao Hua said with a slight smile.

Xue Ping ate a few Lingguo, and this was a mouthful of mouth. He smiled and said: "It’s good to teach the predecessors to know that the younger generations had gone to the county town for disaster relief. Thanks to the grain of the predecessors, this did not make the longevity. The townspeople of the town suffered too much disaster. The younger generation also succeeded in completing the disaster relief task with the help of Mo Yanmo. However, the responsibility of the disaster relief of the younger generation was completed, but it happened when the younger generation left Changsheng Town. Let the younger generation not expect anything..."

Said, Xue Ping peeked at Xiao Hua's look, Xiao Hua seems to be listening to Xue Ping's decomposition while sipping the spirit fruit, seeing Xue Ping stop, it is a "natural" look up, Qidao: "What's wrong? Longevity What can happen to the town that you can't think of? After the old man left the town, he hasn't heard the news of Changsheng Town for a long time, but he also likes the monks of Xiaojin Temple."

"Oh..." Xue Ping smiled. "Predecessors are really red games. Thank you for your old repairs. I am afraid that a finger can destroy Xiaojin Temple. If you talk about it, you are still old..."

However, when it comes to Xue Ping’s face suddenly changed slightly, but if Xiaohua’s monk with Xiaojin Temple is a game of red dust, then Xiao Hua’s war with Liao Jiang’s seas... What is it? ? Xiao Hua’s game of red dust can’t help but make the lives of tens of thousands of villagers in Changsheng Town a feast, and will also defeat the merits of the Haizu to give the Buddha’s mercy! This simply does not make sense.

Xiao Hua slightly indulged in knowing Xue Ping’s thoughts and smiled: “The old man had injuries on the day, and he was repaired as a big discount. Otherwise, how could the Liao Jiang’s seas be smashed? Even if you... don’t let the old man eat one. Scared!"

Xue Ping was stunned and hurriedly laughed: "The seniors did not show up on the real day, and the younger generations couldn’t see it!"

When Xiao Hua was just around the corner, Xue Ping did not dare to ask more questions. He said: "The predecessors did not know. Since the Buddha’s **** mage had stopped the sea in Liaojiang, he used the Buddha’s Buddha to collect it. It is necessary to inundate the rivers of Changsheng Town, and the tens of thousands of villagers in Changsheng Town have the power to read the Buddha Buddha Fruit in Changsheng Town. The villagers in Changsheng Town regard the Cihang Master as the savior of Changsheng Town. Not only daily at home. For the Cihang Master to offer the Changsheng brand, it is also to the Xiaojin Temple to scent and mourn the virtue of Guanyin Bodhisattva. In the former Changsheng Town, it was still led by the Changsheng Academy, and the Xiaojin Temple is really nothing, that is, it is more than the predecessors. The Jiangchao view of the town was so strong that there were tens of thousands of villagers in Changsheng Town. The incense of Xiaojin Temple thrived a hundred times. Oh, the Jiangchao view of the predecessors at sunset was no longer there. It is said that the Guanyin should be repaired. The Zen House. Not only the villagers of Changsheng Town are so crazy, the entire Xi State is the other country of Yuzhou outside the Xi State. Whether it is a devout villager or a monk of various temples, they rush to Changsheng Town with a pilgrimage to Xiaojin. Temple Temple worship Guanyin Bodhisattva. "

"I think the predecessors can see clearly on that day. The Mercedes-Benz Master can only prove the result by one step, but in fact there is no evidence." Xue Ping said, "In the mouth of those who are fools, the Master of Civil Aviation is actually a card." The South has no Guanyin Bodhisattva Buddha. They... They also want to cast a ten-foot golden body for Guanyin Bodhisattva on Jiangchao Ridge! Even the younger generation also heard that many people first had that Jiangchao Ridge was too small to be enough. To accommodate the Buddha's golden body, prepare or completely push down Jiangchao Ridge, then build it on the flat land, or build another mountain around Jiangchao Ridge, and expand the scope of Jiangchao Ridge ten times!"

"Silk..." Xiao Hua sucked a cold breath, and said, "The north face of Jiangchao Ridge is of course ridiculous. There are farmland and farmhouses in the east and west. How can it be pushed down or piled up to build mountains?"

Xue Ping smiled bitterly: "The predecessors did not know. The villagers near Jiangchao Ling knew that it was for the golden body of Guanyin Bodhisattva. They had already donated these farmland, and they had already left the house and left there!"

"Oh..." Xiao Hua sighed.

"Today's Changsheng Town is already a bald-headed monk town. A tile has smashed down ten people, six of them are monks from Changsheng Town, and four are good-hearted believers in Shangxiang." Xue Ping went on to say, "Longevity." The town belongs to Nanpu County, and the county guards know that after the incident, the headache is extremely high, and the urgency is to report to the monarch. The monarch's will not know the younger generation, but since the monarch's will, the entire Nanpu County is a strange, from the surface of the whole Nanpu County is calm and tight, and the Zhengtong people are similar to the plains. In the middle, there are still undercurrents. Not only do some Confucianism come to the dark, but there are also many Taoist monks who also show their heads. The younger generations are the first to survive in the Changsheng Town. The characters have earned a lot of rewards, and there are even rumors that the monarch intends to teach the younger generals to guard the Changsheng Town. The younger generation wants to be more afraid, this Confucianism and Buddhism must have a major conflict in Changsheng Town. They played with them, and took my door to the monk. The younger generation is a disciple, and it is revealed in front. If there is any change, the younger generation must be the first to be sent out. At that time, if the younger generation does not go, it is to resist the purpose of not complying with it, not to mention the monarch, that is, the county guardian can take the head of the younger generation; but if the younger generation went, the Buddha’s protection method can make the younger generation safe. Presumably, what did the konjac have long waited for to fall on the top of the younger generation? So, the younger ones simply did not endlessly, and directly wrote to the county guardian resignation, saying that it was a secret skill to cultivate the key, it is related to life. The county guardian adults did not agree. The younger generation had three dictionaries in succession. In the end, the county guardian adults read the hard work of the younger generation, and finally agreed. The younger generation had the right letter and left from Nanpu County on the same day!"

"Yes, you can go back and see the score!" Xiao Hua nodded. After all, the situation in Changsheng Town is really strange. Xue Ping can see it so far, so Xiao Hua is also surprised. "Then you are now Where is it?"

"The younger generation is now Liangliang County, Liangliang State, and the county is the county guardian." Xue Ping did not dare to hide, honestly answer.

Xiao Hua smiled and said: "Yes, it’s good. It used to be the left general. Now I’ve been a county guard, and I’ve made progress...”

Speaking of this, Xiao Hua suddenly glimpsed, as if thinking of something, surprised: "Oh, no, ah, Xue Ping, this single Liang Guo... It seems that the Buddha is a country, you... you don’t go to the door to establish the country. How does the country serve, from the country of Confucianism to the country of Buddhism?"

Xue Ping’s eyes are very strange. How Xiaohua knows that Shan Liangguo is a Buddhist founder, but he did not dare to ask, but he replied: “The predecessors did not know that the younger generation’s Taoism was not so profound, but only in There are some unique features in the art of war and gun. If you go to the place where the Tao is founded, there may not be a position that the younger generation is satisfied with, and only the place where the Buddha is founded or the country is established by the Confucianism can satisfy the younger generation. Among them, the Confucianism’s patriarch The same art of war is so powerful that the younger generations are not satisfied with the founding of a few countries of Confucianism, but they have to be single Liang Guoguo. Although the younger generations are not very flustered by the Buddhism, this single Liang national style is simple and simple, and the monarch is also a heart. The kindness of the kindness is not a star or a half stronger than the countries of the Confucianism in the left, so the younger generation tried to vote at the place where the Putian County was kept. However, the Putian County is lacking like a younger generation who knows how to lead the army. I was very satisfied with the test, and immediately I was on the table of the monarch, and asked the left general for the younger generation. What surprised the younger generation was that the monarch’s will was passed down, so that the younger generation would be the county governor to join the army, not only to control the Putian County Army. Power, but also assist the governor to handle administrative affairs, did not care about the younger generation is the door Monk's identity. This monarch of the mind ...... Gee, really let the younger impressed ah! "R1152