Legend of the Great Saint

The morning sun shattered in the room, and Yang Miao was truly endangered and sat on the futon.

"This set of laws is named "Ebony is angry, listen to it!"

Li Qingshan held a bowl of soy milk in his left hand and a meat bag in his right hand. While eating and drinking, he passed down "Embrella." After the pass, I also ate almost the same, and the life-stricken abbot led the way to the inner city martial arts league.

Along the way, the city was surrounded by people, and the streets were crowded with people. They came to visit the legendary Xia Wang. Behind them, Hu Xianer, Yang Miaozhen and Zhang Xuanfeng were attracted by thousands of people.

Hu Xianer’s stepping in profit is like a weak wind. This is the aftereffect of the lesson. In addition to Yang Miaozhen’s excursions, he concentrated on enlightening the wonderfulness of B. Zhang Xuanfeng frowned and looked around, looking for opportunities to escape.

However, when a group of people came to the inner city, there was no one in the city. A giant tree was towering in the sky, and the shade was scattered on the red wall and the blue tile. Only the humming disturbances seemed very desolate.

Li Qingshan laughed three times and walked around the city in a circle. He saw a tall statue in a ancestral hall. A Yingwu youth held a sword in his right hand and his left palm was sitting on the throne. There are two rows of statues standing underneath. There are both men and women in the martyrdom. They stand up and stand as if the ministers serve the king. The last one is the current alliance advocates Yuntian.

"What is this place?"

The abbot of the sorrow: "This is the Wulin Hall, which enshrines the lords of all ages."

"The one in the middle?"

"It was the first generation of the lord who broke the sky and created one hand..."

The abbot has not said that Li Qingshan has stepped forward. One foot kicked the statue and fell to the ground and smashed. "Monk, I know that you are not willing to surrender, but if you dare to play tricks, beware of the Buddha statue in the temple."

The abbot who is suffering is silent.

"Okay, let's go to Purdue Temple."

......

In the Pudu Temple, the alarm bells rang, and 108 monks held the sticks and placed the rohan array. All the masters in the temple gathered together and waited.

Three days in the sky. The sun is hot.

There was sweat on the faces of the crowds. I don't know if it is hot or nervous.

At least a few high-ranking sorghums who stepped into the innate realm are not afraid of the heat and cold, but no one will feel that it is a shame. It is really the name of the devil that is too loud to annihilate the Ma family. Forced to drop the Snow Mountain faction. The three-two enrollment gave birth to the abbot and the Xuanxu. Killed the magical giants and five poisonous lords, one forced to retreat the entire Wulin League.

Such a person, who can not be afraid. It is now coming to Pudu Temple, or a catastrophe that has not happened in a hundred years.

I don't know if anyone will survive after today.

A gray robe monk rushed to the Daxiong Hall, and he had already taken care of the etiquette. He said with amazement: "The devil has come to the bottom of the mountain."

"Try again!"

"promise."

After a while, another gray robe rushed to come: "The devil has come to the mountain gate."

"Try again!"

However, after an hour, "the devil" came to the mountainside, and the sun rose high until Zhongtian.

The crowds are more and more angry, and they believe that this is a technique of heart attack, deliberately delaying time to give them pressure, and it is indeed successful. Many of the monks' robes were soaked, and the whole figure was taken out of the water, and morale was greatly impaired.

"The devil's head with this despicable means must be jealous!" An old man asserted.

"Yes, let the disciples not let go, don't want to be the traitor of the devil!"

This has nothing to do with Li Qingshan. It is Hu Xianer who has been clamoring for a break twice. Last night, she was a human being, even though she was half-demon, it was really not tossed. Another road from Xuanwu City was here. exhausted.

Li Qingshan is no longer overbearing. At this time, it is not easy to be reluctant. "Forget it, today is your big day. You have to rest and rest!" I had to walk slowly up the mountain. It’s not like playing the game. It seems like A mountaineer who swims in the mountains.

Finally, at the time of Shen, Li Qingshan stepped into the temple gate and the sun was already slanting west. Ignore the crowds in the temple, all the way to the front of the Daxiong Hall, and turn back to the awkward abbot: "Come!"

The Luohan big array surrounded them and could no longer retreat, ready to go!

In front of the Daxiong Hall, the old ladies said: "See the abbot!"

The abbot of the bitter commanded: "All fall back!"

"Yes!" Even though the hearts of the public are unwilling and unwilling, they cannot be violated. "Does the abbot really want to surrender to the devil?"

The smoke in the temple is smashing, and the big Buddha's eyes are half-opened and half-baked, overlooking the mortal beings, and the golden body is brilliant.

Hu Xianer also gave birth to a trace of awe, and did not dare to neglect. He stepped forward at the foot of the Buddha and worshipped him.

The sorrowful abbot ordered a razor, and Hu Xianer immediately protected a blue silk, pleading for Li Qingshan.

"Don't shave, let her be a disciple." Li Qingshan waved.

The abbot of the sorrow did not say anything, and asked abruptly: "Hu Xianer, do not swear by life, can you hold it today?"

Hu Xianer hesitated for a moment, and glanced at Li Qingshan, whispered: "No."

Li Qingshan also said: "Can't you can't! Let a fox demon not lie, it is really difficult. Let a woman not lie, it is delusional. Next!"

"Do not steal, you can hold it today."

Hu Xianer saw someone supporting her back and her courage was big: "No."

The abbots are not nonsense, continue to the next one: "Do not kill the life, can you hold it today?"

"Can't!" Hu Xianer said loudly, she still has a big hatred, how can she not kill.

The sorrowful abbot closed his eyes: "There is no **** for life, can you hold it today?"

Li Qingshan laughed: "This is naturally impossible. OK, just like this!"

The abbots of the sorrows opened their eyes and said: "Hu Shizhu’s commandments against these Buddhist monks, since one can’t be kept, can’t take you into the poor.”

Tie Xiong’s face changed greatly and shouted: “Master!”

Hu Xianer stunned and sneered in her heart: "killing you this group of vultures!"

Zhang Xuanfeng thought about it: "Wait for the next mess~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Is there a chance to escape?"

Yang Miaozhen is still thinking about the exercises, and she is not aware of the changes in the outside world.

Li Qingshan’s smile on his face does not change. “Good monk, what tricks do you make? Let’s not tell me that you only have a hard mouth!”

"I am compassionate, demon and demon!"

The sorrowful abbot's hands were in ten, and the voice was majestic. In the Daxiong Hall, the Buddha rushed back and forth, and the Buddha behind him swelled. Turn into a golden ocean and swallow Li Qingshan.

"Wang!" Li Qingshan reflected in the golden light.

Pudu Temple can not help but be a thousand-year-old temple. It is also the holy place of Buddhism in this world. The willingness to gather is like a sea. Although there is no change, it is only because of this terrorist force that Li Qingshan is not afraid of being imprisoned by the world. Oh, let alone now.

The abbots of the sorrows and sorrows were all motivated, and at all costs, Li Qingshan was set to die, with a trace of sorrow:

"Go to hell, devil!" To be continued...)