Legend of the Great Saint

Before Li Qingshan came to the eighth statue of the town, a violent anger came over. The devil, who was originally a human being, had completely turned into a demon, but in the eyes it contained a compassionate peace. Contradictory and coordinated.レm♠思♥路♣客レ

Li Qingshan stepped forward and revealed a thought in the statue of the town, and went straight to his mind!

Fighting and killing is me! Indulge in sound is me! It’s also me! The heart is where it is, for what it is, why is it so clear, what is the Buddha and the devil, and what is suppressed!

In this regard, he burst into a magical outburst, red and blue meet, like a light like a fog, rolling and rolling.

There is no small difference between the ideas conveyed by the statues of the town!

There is nothing to sink into the magic and to entangle my Buddha, I am me!

A light monk looked at the back of Li Qingshan's tall, his eyes were a bit complicated, and he seemed to admire him. He seemed to refuse to admit defeat. The fighting spirit was more and more fierce, and he walked over to him step by step.

Li Qingshan is immersed in the eighth heavy understanding of "The Legend of the Town", motionless, seems to be completely unaware of the closeness of a monk.

A light monk came to Li Qingshan's hand and raised his hands!

Li Qingshan closed his eyes and said silently: "Come on! I really dare to give birth to any heart, and now I will give you awesome!"

A monk of a light is just putting his hands together, and swearing at the Buddha: "Amitabha!"

Li Qingshan deeply imprinted the eighth prize of "The Legend of the Town" into his mind. He further deepened his understanding of this mysterious practice. He asked: "What else is there for the brothers?"

"I want to thank the younger brother. If there is no Li brother, this time I am good at the eighth floor, it is a must die! I also want to apologize to the master of the anger, the master told me not to go down the eighth floor, but let the younger brother you go down the eighth floor. I suspect that the master is eccentric and looks at me. It is a sin!" A light monk is sincere.

"The brothers are polite! On the contrary, I should thank my brother, I wish you a helping hand!"

Li Qingshan sees a lamp monk so confessing his dissatisfaction in his heart, not apologizing his own thoughts, but also making Li Qingshan feel good in his heart. He feels that this monk is not a curse, and his temperament is extraordinary.

But this is even more strange. Where does the sense of crisis come from?

"The strength of the younger brother is far above me. I am just relying on a sacred treasure, even if there is no me, the younger brother can come and go!"

The monk's words of a light monk came to the extreme, but Li Qingshan felt a little embarrassed.

"The brothers are heavy, we are going to go up! Go outside the temple. I invite my brother to have a drink, oh, of course, tea!"

A monk of a light shook his head, and his eyes looked deep below the statue of the town. "The younger brother will take a step! I will continue to go down!"

"What? You have to go to the ninth floor of the town hall!"

Li Qingshan was greatly surprised, but he did not roar and sternly jǐng sue him, and even if he did not roar. He will not take this risk!

"Not bad!" A light monk nodded.

"Senior brother, this matter is absolutely impossible. The eighth floor is so dangerous. How can I go to the ninth floor?" Li Qingshan dissuaded.

"If you don't experience more dangerous experiences, how can you become stronger? It is the so-called "I don't go to hell, who goes to hell, as a disciple of Buddhism, with a fearless jīng god, thorns!"

A monk looks firm. It was a look of ironheartedness and high morale. Almost fanatic.

"It is true to say that, but..."

Li Qingshan frowned, even if there was a fearless jīng god, it was not rushed to death!

Life is alive, there are always invincible opponents, the escape will escape, the contraction will shrink, nothing shameful, raise the jīng clear to map the battle is the right way, it is not brave to touch the stone with eggs, is the brain has pits.

"The younger brother does not have to persuade, my mind has been decided, take the first step!"

A light monk is marching to the ninth floor of the town's magic hall. There is a sense of smugness. It seems that using this behavior proves that he is more brave than Li Qingshan.

"Our strength is strong, but there is no determination to do this. The disciples and the disciples are different."

"and many more!"

Li Qingshan’s test of this kind of childishness is really a feeling of sorrow and sorrow, and it’s in front of a monk!

"Do you want to go with me?"

"I have a problem with your brain before you go!" Li Qingshan whispered, Wen Yan advised: "Brother, you still have to think about it!"

If someone else has to die, he will not bother to pay attention, but this monk is not bad. He just helped him. He couldn’t watch the disciples who had high hopes in this Tianlong Temple, so they went on the road. Otherwise, if you don't roar back, you will think that he is not doing it right.

"Step aside!"

A light monk's eyes glimpse, the body shines, the majesty!

Li Qingshan feels that something is wrong, it must be something!

Before the time came back, a monk was trapped in a illusion, and was unmoved. He saw that the illusion would be broken. Suddenly, all the discomforts of the body disappeared, and there was no temptation to shake, fear of threat, body and mind. Relax and be happy!

I am delighted to think: "It seems that I have broken through again, and I have worked hard in the town hall, not in vain!"

All the illusions around them disappeared, and he found himself sitting under the Bodhi tree. I have been under the Bodhi tree, and I have finally passed the test.

I can't think too much, the sky is falling, the golden lotus is in the ground, and it spreads from the Bodhi tree to the far side. In the melodious bell, the light shines, and there is a Buddha country, a golden sè ancient Buddha, appearing in the sky, looming.

“Where is this?” A light in the eyes of a monk in the eyes of a monk, asked subconsciously.

“This is the western bliss world!” The ancient Buddha’s voice is vast and spread throughout the world.

"Western Bliss World!"

A monk in the heart of the monk has an infinite yearning. He grew up in the Tianlong Temple. He was inspired by the Dharma in the night. What kind of money beauty, poisonous insects and beasts could not shake him, but the pursuit of Dharma is his lifelong ideal.

At this time, the witch has lost control of the illusion.

A light monk walked forward ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to the Western world of bliss in his mind.

But in an instant, the Buddhism also stepped back. He tried to move forward, and the Buddha State continued to retreat. It was a long way to go, and it seemed to be far away.

He was filled with disappointment and dissatisfaction: "What is going on?"

The ancient Buddha said: "You are so weak, how to qualify to enter the Western world of bliss!"

"I am weak?"

"Yes, you have to become more powerful. It is stronger than Li Qingshan. It will be qualified to become the host of the Tianlong Temple in the future, and you can enter the Western Paradise!"

The illusion disappeared, and the voice was still floating in the ear, until this moment.

Li Qingshan said: "I am going to the ninth floor, I will not stop you, but I will wait for my master to come back and say it!"

"I will say it again, let it go! Do you want to stop me from becoming stronger and go to the Western Paradise?" A monk is very angry.