Legend of the Cultivation God

"Well, the master said! You don't want me to see anyone! This person is definitely not Xiao Jun!" Xiao Hua asked more straight into the door.

"No!"

"who is it!"

"This person is the person that Xiao Xianyou is looking for, but it is actually not the real person in Xiao Xianyou's heart! And the old man does not play slang, that person is really not in Liang Liangguo." Net clothes are playing ridiculous.

"Oh..." But listening to a huge wind, the net clothes and the clean mouth suddenly felt that the space around it had solidified, not only could not move, but even breathing was difficult. The net mouth was shocked, the Zen stick in his hand trembled, and the Buddha's light was a masterpiece. Unfortunately, his thoughts were not sent to the Zen stick, and he saw Xiao Hua's hand stick out, straightening his neck and swearing. Little monk, can you speak well? Who is this person?"

The net clothes did not resist, let Xiao Hua hold his throat, and some hoarse voices said: "Daddy can't say, don't want to say, if the old man said, afraid... Xianyou can't leave Shanliang, I am afraid of me. Single Liang Guo is here... no!"

"Who? Who is so powerful?" Xiao Hua was shocked and asked.

"Hey..." sighed like a spring breeze. Xiaohua’s hammer of God’s mind was turned into invisible, and a Buddha’s knowledge that was inferior to Xiaohua’s Buddhist knowledge was swept from a distant mountain, a voice. More than the Golden Bell, Lu is loud and loud in Xiao Hua’s ear. “If you want to find Laos, then come over!”

"Zhuzu..." Net clothes came out of Xiaohua's hands, and immediately fell to the air, tears on his face. "You old... how can you show up! You know that this is... trap..."

"The Bodhisattva has a cloud. I don't go to hell, who goes to hell?" The voice sighed, but there was no resentment in the voice, no hatred, even the voice was great, but Xiao Hua listened and was comfortable. "Since the Buddha is mainly old and dead, how can the old man not die? This skin bag does not know how many years can not be taken off, now is the time!"

"Zhuzu!!" The net mouth is also stumbling, but when the tears flow. Looking at Xiao Hua is full of resentment.

"Grandma's. At least the realm of the fetus!" Xiao Hua was really shocked. He couldn't think of it in the Tibetan continent. In this single beam, there is still a seven-powered product... the master of Buddhism.

"I think..." Xiao Hua smiled bitterly. "Things are different from what the master thinks. It must be wrong! Xiaomou..."

Xiao Hua certainly knows that he has made a mistake. And look at the posture. This misunderstanding is extremely serious, and it is actually related to the life and death of this master of the seven strengths, since they forced people out. Can you uncover a light misunderstanding? Moreover, Xiao Hua immediately understands that the ordinary monk is blocking his own meaning, not only does not want to find himself a master of this Buddha, but also does not want to let himself ... to die.

"Xiao Xianyou please!" Net clothes station got up, his face recovered dull, and his hands raised.

Jing Xianzi was laughing next to him: "Master of cleaning clothes, I am definitely misunderstanding, the master is retreating, I will not bother him."

Said, Jing Xianzi rushed to Xiao Hua and made a wink to Xiaohua to escape.

Xiao Hua smiled bitterly, this is the master of Yuanli seven products! I have never encountered myself, although my own Thunder has already made a breakthrough, but... Xiao Hua is sure that he will escape if he is not sure, but he will not only leave Jing Jingzi, but also annoy the other party. There is no room for manoeuvre.

After thinking about it, Xiao Hua smiled and said: "Jing Xianzi is in a hurry. This is the master of Buddhism Yuanli. It is a Buddhist monk. There must be compassion in my heart. I can explain it to his old man."

"Yuan... Yuanli seven products??" Jing Xianzi is also stunned, his face is instantly white.

But then, Jing Xianzi smiled and said: "The Taoist friend is in a hurry and stays with you."

"Dao You?" Net clothes brow wrinkled, looked up and down Xiao Hua, but did not say anything.

Net mouth is impatient: "Xiao Xianyou, what are you honing? You are not looking for a teacher? Youzu promised to see you, why are you still not going?"

"Well, the little monk leads the way!" Although Xiao Hua’s heart was abrupt, he still believed in his own feelings. The kind of compassion that the unconventional monk had never seen was not deceiving.

"Oh..." The net mouth is still sneer, urging Foguang to fly to the distant mountain.

Seeing that the mountain is near, Xiao Hua looks at the net clothes beside him. He whispers: "The monk in the net clothes has made the commandments. This mountain is in the single beam country. Why is it not the territory of Shanliang?"

"This mountain has been donated to Buddhism by Xiao Liang, the sole member of the single beam country. It is a pure land of bliss, not the land of Shan Liangguo."

"嘿嘿" Xiao Hua smiled, no more questions, the Buddha disciples are the most eloquent, if they do not let Bo, he is afraid to say that it is only clean clothes.

Flying to the side of the mountain, the net mouth did not dare to fly directly, but fell to the ground and walked up the mountain road. The mountain road is rugged and narrow, quite steep, and the net clothes and the net mouth do not display Buddha's art, climbing step by step. Xiao Hua naturally does not care, and walks down the ground, and where can the Jingxian be able to walk? However, after a few steps, a light cloud was born.

When I came to the middle of the mountain and walked to a cave full of thorns, the net clothes and the net mouth fell to the ground, and the head squatted: "Yuzu, the disciple came with two people, you are old... I really want to see them. ?"

"Come in!" The voice was still faint, and there seemed to be no sadness.

Seeing the ancestors of the net clothes and the net mouth, they stood up and stood on both sides of the cave, hands clasped together: "Two fairy friends please!"

Look at the dark caves, Xiao Hua did not dare to let go of the gods, but also turned to look at the Jingxianzi Road: "The fairy is waiting outside, Xiaomou can go in."

"No, at this point, I also met with the Buddha's predecessors!" Jing Xianzi's eyes are high, watching Xiao Hua, a determination to advance and retreat.

"Okay!" Xiao Hua was helpless. When he first walked into the cave, Jing Xianzi did not hesitate to follow.

The cave is huge, and it is extremely dark. I don't see any light, but it is really nothing for Xiao Hua and Jing Xianzi.

Xiao Hua walked into the cave, that is, the end of the cave was a huge wall. There was a square stone in front of the wall. A tall and thin monk dressed in a dilapidated robes faced the four walls. Sitting there.

Looking at the back of the monk, Xiao Hua’s respectful hands folded together: “The younger generation Xiao Hua, I have seen the Buddha’s predecessors.”

"The younger Li Jing, I have seen the predecessors!" Jing Xianzi did not dare to neglect the same as the gift.

"Xiao Hua, are you looking for the old lady?" The monk spoke slowly and turned around!

Xiao Hua looked at the monks and turned around, waiting to see the look of the monks, "Boom..." as if a beating on his head, Xiao Hua’s whole brain roared, this monk he was Haven't seen it, but... He really remembers the face of this monk! ! Although this sultry face is very thin now, but the change that looks too big, isn't it the appearance of the dilapidated golden body in the Yangtze River tide ridge? Isn’t it the appearance of Xiao Hua’s self-contained Cihang?

This... This is the fake Cihang encounters the true mercy! ! !

In the meantime, Xiao Hua immediately thought that all things are accessible, and he must have said before the Chenghui Temple where he was led. If the temples in the world are like Chenghui Temple, why is there a longevity town in the Tibetan continent? ', caused a deep bitter attention, thinking that he came from Changsheng Town, and now he has not recovered from Taoism, only using the repair of Confucianism, people think that they are Confucianism, the news is naturally from Chenghui Temple Sended to the hands of Shan Liang Guo Guo's net clothes, the net clothes only analyzed a little and decided that they knew the news of the so-called monks, and came to Shan Liangguo to find such a monk. Net clothes must know that his ancestor is not a escort, not the owner of the nine-nine-nine-gold body in Changsheng Town, this is to stop himself. However, he could not explain clearly that he could only say that Cihua was looking for Cihang. Although his appearance was exactly the same as that of his ancestors, even his ancestors left merits in Changsheng Town and established a statue, but his master was not a escort. Net clothes did not lie to Xiao Hua. Moreover, as a national costume, the net clothes are of course clearly seen. Changsheng Town, which is hundreds of thousands of miles away, is now the limelight. As soon as his ancestors appear, they must be killed by the Confucianism. Of course, I would not let Xiao Hua see his master.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!" I thought, Xiaohua hurriedly squatted again. "The younger generation came to Shanliang. I wanted to prove which Xiao Jian and Xiao Jun were lying. I never thought about finding a senior! I will say, seniors. Who is it, the younger generation does not know."

"Oh..." The monk shook his head slightly, raising his hand and asking for a stone wall. "Xiao Hua, can you see what this is?"

Xiao Hua looked up and looked at the shadow of the knife on the stone wall. He was surprised: "Predecessors, this... is this the shadow of the predecessors?"

"Not bad!" The monk nodded faintly. "The old man has been thinking about the relationship between the skin and the relic for thousands of years. He is meditating in front of the stone wall. This shadow is the old skin."

"Master Dharma is very powerful, and the younger generation is really admired!" Xiao Hua admire the five bodies.

The monk went on to say: "Since the shadows can leave traces, how can your eyes not reveal flaws? Xiao Shizhu, you must recognize the old man!"

"Oh, okay!" Xiao Hua knows that this monk is so powerful, he may know what he knows, Tianmutong, etc., simply admit, "Xiao Mou has seen the statues of the predecessors in Changsheng Town! This is nothing to hide. The single beam Guo Guojun Xiao Jun knows..."

Talking about Xiao Hua, he said the previous things again, and smiled bitterly: "When the predecessors showed their deity in Changsheng Town, the younger generation had already fainted, and the younger generations woke up. The predecessors had no evidence, they had left, but they were younger. After listening to what other people said, naturally know the predecessors." (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!

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