Legend of the Great Saint

On the Longshou Mountain, there is a dead, what power, and what kind of planning, in the face of such absolute power, are just the children's family wine.

Nine days of precious soil is unusual and unappealing. Obviously, this group of "country bandits" can understand, and even have never heard of it. Even if it is from the Hungry Ghost Road, I am afraid I have only heard of the name zhègè.

Even though there are only a few eyes in the sky, only a few can recognize the real name of the "soil", but it is even more puzzling. I have never heard of the effect of the nine days.

When Li Qingshan stood in front of the Longshou Mountain, the human posture turned into a purely devil's body: "Let people, otherwise I will kill the vultures first, and then kill you this group of bastards!"

As if the kidnappers kidnapped the hostages and the police confronted each other, the police neither yelled nor negotiated, directly tied the kidnappers to the whole family, and the dogs that had been raised for ten years at home, and killed them without letting go.

Of course, Li Qingshan is neither a policeman nor a hero. You are a compassionate Buddhist monk who dares to show me the lower limit. I will accompany you to this. The boundless sin has been carried, and does not care to add a few more souls.

"You...you...you..." Zuo Guoshi pointed to Li Qingshan, and he was so angry that he was shaking.

The Taoist friends around him looked nervously at the wooden fish hammer in his hand, for fear that he would be arrogant and not screaming, and that thing would not be able to end, and Li Qingshan would probably bring the Lingguo Temple directly.

Like Zuo Guoshi, the Emperor of the Great Summer was quite confident in the "big group of dragons gathered together." I think that it is not a big problem to block Li Qingshan, but I just don’t want to be disturbed by the sacrifice of the sky. However, looking at the mountain floating in the air at this time, this confidence suddenly disappeared.

Li Qingshan did not have to take the risk of being in danger. He died in the guardian mountain of the imperial court. As long as they pulled up the mountain peaks, they could only resist it. This Temple of Heaven must not be saved. What kind of sacrifice ceremony, I don’t even think about it.

Gu Yanying said: "Your Majesty, it seems that this Li Qingshan will not be satisfied with the identity of a ten-party demon king."

The emperor of Daxia wrinkled his brow. Only then can I know how ridiculous my words are. Coldly said: "Now, you are not satisfied with this!"

"It has never been satisfied."

Zuo Guoshi said: "No anger, no anger, you really taught a good apprentice. Tianlong zen first came out with a foe, and there was such a enchanting ruin to destroy my Lingguo Temple. It is really outstanding!"

Do not roar and look good. Sighing: "Aoyama. Stop it! I am a wine and meat monk, it is not worth it. From today I will drive you out of the wall, there is no connection between you and me. I am a Buddhist disciple. I am willing to be punished by the Buddhist commandments. Please let go of the same door of Lingguo Temple!"

In order to save him and gamble on the lives of tens of thousands of people, he is unwilling to see such a scene.

Li Qingshan frowned and laughed again: "Since you and me have no relationship, why should I listen to you? You have to die to live and listen to you. But now you are suicidal, I also send the whole spiritual country. The temple will be buried with you."

No roar, no words, a long sigh. The gangster's wings are already hard like iron, and they will be influenced by him, or they will never be influenced by him.

"I have dozens of sounds - ten!"

Li Qingshan mobilized the earth force field, raised the Lingguo Temple to the sky, and shouted "Five", Lingguo Temple has been flush with Longshou Mountain, and will soon enter the hurricane layer.

Even the Yunzhong City of Yuren is not likely to float in the hurricane layer for a long time, not to mention the Lingguo Temple, which is not designed in this respect. When the big array breaks, several monks can resist the hurricane.

Li Qingshan needs to break through the battle of life and death, borrowing the strength of the heavens and the earth, and shouting "three", there have been thousands of hurricanes smashing in the mountainous array of Lingguo Temple, stirring up a piece of golden light.

Not waiting for Zuo Guoshi to speak, the Daxia Emperor could not help it: "Guo Shi, I think this foe is listening to Li Qingshan’s words, when I will not kill again. The deceased has passed away and can’t resurrect. Now fight against hungry Ghosts, they need their strength."

The ministers also persuaded that, apart from the Buddhist disciples, others had little idea about the "fond of the enemy." Xiao An’s actions were of great sin, but they did not kill themselves. Since there is not enough strength, Don't provoke right and wrong. Practice is for the sake of longevity, not for the sake of justice. Even if it is based on the power of the gods, it is not seen to destroy the demon domain.

There are always people who have to take care of the overall situation, and the so-called "big picture" has never been world peace, human justice, but "strong." "Strong" refers to an individual, often a group of mediocrity, can determine genius as a madman, just because of its large number. If you don't want to endure the nickname of a madman, you have to take care of the big picture.

Now, Li Qingshan, with his own body, is in charge of the overall situation and screams: "One!"

"Stop!" Zuo Guoshi waved and lifted the imprisonment imposed on the non-roaring body. He took a deep breath: "No anger, let's go, you are no longer a Buddhist disciple."

I didn’t roar and stood up, there was no color of anger on my face, and I gave a gift: “The national teacher can beat me to kill me, but I can’t deprive my Buddhist disciple of identity. All living beings have Buddhas in their hearts, they are Buddhist disciples. Even the Buddha is the same."

All the life, etc., can be a Buddha, but the purpose of the Mahayana Buddhism. But just like all the world's doctrines, whoever really follows these principles to do things in the world must have a **** flow, not even the same kind.

Zuo Guoshi shouted: "You... give me a roll!"

Not roaring just left Long Shoushan, an ugly monk flew from afar and shouted: "Master!"

Not angry, I was surprised: "How much!"

It is the little devil who Li Qingshan met under the temple of the town, and he also shì his two younger brothers.

After learning that he was not caught, he rushed to the vicinity of Lingguo Temple, but he did not know how to rescue it. Even if he did not roar, he would not be known by the Zuo Guoshi to bring the Daxia Emperor until Li Qingshan came up to pull up the Lingguo Temple. He followed him and immediately saw that he was not roared and was released. He couldn’t be excited and couldn’t help but praise:

"Master brother, you really don't want to be a big evil!"

Li Qingshan’s eyes were soaked, and he realized that he had lost his words and laughed. However, it is not the recurrence of the devil's nature, but Li Qingshan's method of saving people. It is really fierce.

If you don’t roar, you can’t help but see a smile. Even if you try your best, you only have to get a little magician. That’s worth it.

However, how many people in the world would think that the king of high and high morality is equal to the low-minded and distorted little devil?

Zuo Guoshi saw that the hurricane was about to smash the big bang, and shouted: "Li Qingshan, let go of Lingguo Temple!"

Li Qingshan smiled and said: "Okay, it depends on the national division!" So he received the ground force field.

Looking at Li Qingshan's smile, Zuo Guoshi's heart jumped and felt bad. I saw that Lingguo Temple fell straight down.

Zuo Guo Shida was shocked: "Halloween, stop!"

"I have already stopped!" Li Qingshan stretched out and licked his hand.

The weight of a mountain is more than 100 million tons. Except for Li Qingshan, who holds the nine-day-old land, no one in the world can hold it up, and no one can stop it from falling.

boom!

A loud bang, the big mountain slammed into the embrace of the earth, and a round of smoke swept across all directions. Even if the body is broken, it is just huīfù its original óyàng.

The same is true of the Thousand-Tianwan Temple and the mud-carved stone sculpture on the mountain. What Buddha’s holy land and Bodhisattva Arhat are all dusted into the dust, and the soil belongs to the earth.

Lingguo Temple is gone!

"Hey!" Zuo Guoshi spurted out a blood, glaring at Li Qingshan, and seemed to spurt out the fire: "You are betrayal!"

"I remember what I promised you, but the lives of the monks in this temple. Do you think they are not alive?"

Li Qingshan pointed out to the sky that the time of the fall of the Lingguo Temple was enough for the kings to save the temples. www.wuxiaspot.com~ Except for some refiners, there is no need for rescue, relying on their own strength. Can be suspended in the air.

"You ruined my Dongfu, I smashed your broken temple, let's report it again. But you attacked Xiao'an with despicable means. This account will be counted again, I don't want too much, I am punched by me. Just!"

Zuo Guoshi said: "The enchanting, you must not die! I only hate that I did not kill the enemy on the same day, and I have suffered from the world!"

Li Qingshan angered: "Fountain! Buddha! When she was fighting for the hungry ghost road, where are you zhègè vultures? My sin, he will think about bànfǎ repay, do not need your vulture to stand on the moral high ground and say three 4. Today, I have no time to pay attention to you, zhǔnbèi is dead!"

"Yan Ying, take a trip with me!"

Li Qingshan left a shadow to the people on the Longshou Mountain, striding south, which is the direction of the Tongtian Ghost Tower.

"What are you doing?"

"Save the world!" To be continued...)