Mythological Native Species

The gods, Buddhas, and immortals in this hall, those who hid in the dark and peeped, have long been accustomed to being aloof.

How many others have experienced such rogue and pompous methods?

What's more, Feng Linxuan is also a dignified golden immortal, but now he is wearing Yang Jian's skin.

But to say such rude words.

Yang Tianyou was already mad.

He pointed at Feng Linxen with trembling fingers, and he could only recite the word 'evil son' back and forth.

As for Fairy Yunhua, her expression was also very embarrassing.

It's like eating an apple and discovering that there are half worms in the apple.

Some words, even if everyone knows they are false upon hearing it, will inevitably lead their thoughts and then come to their minds.

As for the monk who concealed his true identity, he almost didn't hold back his emotions in the face of Feng Linwen's biting and accusations.

Although Buddhism emphasizes that the four elements are all empty, the heart is moved and the nature is forbearance. However, such an indication is too harsh... or too far beyond imagination.

What's more... that everyone knows that Buddhism is strictly disciplined, but there are always a few who can't keep it.

The temple is very hard, and there cannot always be a female benefactor to consecrate it.

Therefore, it is also an occasional thing for some handsome young monks to be invested by the big monks in the temple.

To say that there is no tendency in this regard... but it is not easy to say.

"Amitabha! Such a wicked obstacle, in such a majestic, upright place, but uttering such foul language... It's unbearable to hear, shut up quickly." When the monk opened his mouth, only the law suddenly came to life.

A force of blockade seemed to be strangling Feng Linwen's throat, preventing him from continuing to spray venom out.

Feng Linchen let out a small sigh of relief.

This breath breeds starlight, but it simulates Doumu's vitality, and when the breath rushes, the blockade is quietly erased.

The monk's eyes suddenly changed, and he peeped around.

"Only people with a guilty conscience will stop others from continuing to speak. But I am an honest and good boy. I must say some things, and I must respond to the problems I see."

"Is it possible that in my uncle's Lingxiao Palace, I can only tell lies, but not the truth?"

"You did this, but where did you put my uncle, the supreme uncle of the Three Realms?" Feng Linwen asked a series of questions, hurried and fast, but his words were clear.

The Jade Emperor coughed dryly, his expression embarrassed.

Although Feng Linwen said these words, he felt happy in his heart.

But the word 'uncle', he still doesn't want to admit it.

"Erlang! Shut up!" This time Fairy Yunhua spoke.

She finally realized that if the second son, who likes to make troubles and play around on weekdays, is allowed to continue talking, the whole Lingxiao Palace will be haunted by him.

It's just that at this time, it's obviously not something she can stop.

The monk showed compassion, but there was a stern look in his eyes.

Putting down the meditation stick in his hand, he put his hands together and said: "What the little donor taught is! The poor monk is indeed born, and the one who needs to be clear is self-clearing. Whether it is broken or not is all in the poor monk's mind. How can outsiders comment, but what does it have to do with the monk? "

Feng Linwan laughed, pointed at the monk and said, "How dare you call yourself a poor monk? Are you not wearing a golden cassock? Isn't the Zen staff in your hand jewels and extravagant?"

The monk smiled and said, "Buddha has no form, but the world is ignorant. If it is not decorated with these ordinary things, how will the world know my Buddha's true body, respect me, and love me?"

Away from the embarrassing and inexplicable situation, the monk's ability to speak and articulate is reflected, and it is not so easy for Feng Linxen to hold the conversation.

After the monk finished speaking.

With a change of body, the golden cassock turned into rags and sackcloth, and the jeweled Zen staff in his hand also turned into a dead wood and old vine.

"What the naked eye sees may not be true, everything is an illusion." The monk said.

Feng Linwan was about to speak when he suddenly felt a burning sensation between his brows.

The next moment, Zhen Qi was spontaneously aroused.

A ray of light went straight to the monk.

However, the rags and linen clothes on the monk's body turned into a more gorgeous cassock.

The Zen staff in his hand is not only embellished with jewels and jade, but also many rare and strange treasures. After shrinking, they hang on it. When they collide with each other, they make a crisp sound.

The atmosphere suddenly became more awkward.

Feng Linwan knew that it was the real Yang Erlang who had shot just now.

With his hand, he hit the monk's mouth.

As for why Yang Erlang made his move... Maybe he thought that Feng Linxen would be happy by doing this!

Some practices are unavoidable.

He couldn't do it himself, and others did it for him, maybe he was happy?

At this time, the Jade Emperor looked at Feng Linwan's eyes again, and was also full of shock.

Eyebrows are the source of spirit.

People often think that there is an eye between the eyebrows.

That's because when there is a finger or something close to the eyebrow, the feeling that naturally arises is almost the same as when there is an object close to the eyes.

And those who can open the eyes between the eyebrows are equivalent to breaking the boundaries between matter and mind.

It can be very intuitive and direct to use the mind to interfere with reality.

This is also one of the reasons why the eye between the eyebrows can break through falsehood and point directly to the essence.

Since time immemorial, those who are born with different forms are extraordinary.

Yang Jian is a mixture of human and god, and with the vertical eyes between his eyebrows, it can be said that he has a lot of potential.

The Jade Emperor couldn't help thinking about it. If he could recognize this nephew and train him to become a talent, it might be of great use in the future.

"That's what you said, everything is just a lie?" Feng Linwan jokingly looked at the very embarrassed monk, completely ignorant of what it means to be difficult but not to tear down, and what it means to forgive others and forgive them.

"Hypocrisy! You love the prosperity of this jewel, but you want to depreciate it as worthless. You are obviously full of interests, but you want to make a dashing look."

"A monk like you, dare to say that the accusations I made against you before were all groundless lies?" Feng Linwan asked.

Feng Linwan was secretly changing concepts again.

Just like a supermarket lost something, a former murderer happened to appear in the supermarket.

So naturally, everyone basically thinks that the murderer stole the thing.

Even if there is no necessary connection between killing and stealing ~www.wuxiaspot.com~.

Just because one lie was told, the rest of the truth began to become untrustworthy.

The monk let out a long sigh, and finally slowly dissipated his last disguise.

The real body appears.

Above the Lingxiao Palace, all the Buddha's light shines.

In an instant, it was overwhelming.

It seems that the ruler of this Lingxiao Palace is not the Supreme Supreme Being of the Three Realms, but the Buddha who reveals his true body.

Look at this first, forced to reveal the true form of the Buddha.

While facing the enormous pressure, a sincere smile appeared on Feng Linwen's face at the same time.

And all around, there is already a sound of seeing.

Even the Jade Emperor had to stand up from his seat to show respect.