Revival of the Gods

"Interesting!" Xiao Hua blinked his eyes and smiled. "Although the poor road has not been to the ghost spirit world, but... killing Bai Xianer and Bei Ming who made millions of disciples."

Waiting for Xiao Hua to finish, the Buddha whispered: "Nan no Maitreya Buddha, yes, Bei Xianer!! Barren and big day are like the world, the ancient Buddhas have always been Nahan, who has such a big means, If it is not awake, the barrenness will be black!"

"Ghost spirits that even the Buddha can't overtake, and the shells from the exotic, the gods who have been punished, the thousands of people, what do they want to do?" Xiao Hua sneered, and invited, "The years are long Ah, is the Buddha Lord not curious?"

"Nan no Maitreya Buddha..." The Buddha is covered, and the two palms are combined. "The curiosity is not good, but the life of my Buddha's tens of thousands of disciples is not to be forgotten. Barren is not afraid!"

"Then please!" Xiao Hua smiled and raised his hand.

"Tan Yue please..." The Buddha is humble.

Xiao Hua smiled bitterly: "The poor road wants to ask, but there is nothing in the poor road!"

"Ha ha..." The Buddha woke up and couldn't help but laugh. He said, "Southern no Maitreya Buddha, Tan Yue has lost the power of my four major ministries, and the poorness is the protection of Tan Yue. That is, please... ..."

After that, the Buddha raised his hand and a reed appeared in the air.

Xiao Hua smiled slightly and stepped on the reed, and then the Buddha urged the reed to fly to the ink stagnation!

Although it is a reed, but under the power of the Buddha's array, Xiao Hua sitting on the knees is no different from the ordinary shuttle.

Seeing that the reeds are flying fast, Xiao Hua looks at the Buddha's way: "The poor roads have previously received some clues about the ghost spirit world, but... never heard of ghost spirits who could not be sent to the reincarnation. The Buddha Lord is the future Buddha Lord. It is already the second turn to the rainy continent. How can such a vision exist?"

Xiao Hua’s words are not without temptation. After all, he has just received a million of Mengshan’s **** seas more than a decade ago. Maybe the ghost spirit world is the same as the meditation!

"Oh..." The Buddha did not suspect him, explaining, "It may be inaccurate to say that the barrenness is not inferior. It is not that the poor Dharma has no fruit, nor that the nine-character mantra is ineffective, but that poverty is not a ghost." Send in reincarnation!"

"Since it is effective, why did it not enter the reincarnation? Is the Buddha determined??" Xiao Hua has already had a good heart, and asked with a smile.

"This barrenness can be surely determined!" Buddha said with a smile. "The undead in the four major ministries is not a few..."

Speaking of this, the Buddha intentionally or unintentionally looked at Xiao Hua and said, "Is it true that Bodhisattva knows this?"

"Hey, I don't know the poor road!" Where will Xiao Hua admit it? Although the Buddha mentioned Bodhisattva in his mouth, he still denied it.

Xiao Hua had never been to the shackles of the shackles. He thought that the so-called ink shackles would be a place where the wind was foggy and there was no place for the land. However, it was discovered that he was very wrong.

Ink bans not only the wind, but also the sun and the hustle and bustle, from a distance, it looks like an innocent grassland! But this grassland has no grass, and some are heavy ink chains. The chain is dark and foggy, straight to the sky, looks like a body, and above the earth, the ink chain is entangled together, like a seal rune!

There is no more than a hundred feet in the center of the ink chain. If it looks like a bell, it looks like a hill, but it is hidden under the erected chain. It can't be seen clearly with the naked eye.

There is a fist-sized texture on the bell, and there is a smudge of ink flowing inside like a snake. It is a bit strange in the sunshine of white flowers.

"Tan Yue..." There are more than a thousand miles away from the forbidden place. The Buddha stopped the reed and smiled. "This ink stagnation seems calm and ordinary, but it is actually dangerous. It is the top three in the ban on the mainland. Often some monks fly here and are accidentally caught up in the ghost world!"

After that, the Buddha had a look at Xiao Huadao: "The poor don't know if this ink can't be beaten, but the poor is sure that the sandalwood does not converge, and then flies for more than a hundred miles. Have to be touched!"

The Buddha did not elaborate on how the ink stagnation was touched, because he believed that there was no reason for Xiao Hua to have an accident in the place where he could safely enter and exit, although Xiao Hua Xian Li lost all!

Xiao Hua also replied with a smile: "If it is normal, it will be a demon. Even if it is an ordinary place, there will always be wind. This ink ban will not even have a trace of wind, it must be powerful..."

“Nan no Maitreya Buddha...” The Buddha received the reeds and said the Buddha’s mouth. “Does Tan Yue need to be poor and fly?”

How can it be?

It is impossible for a lifetime!

The beautiful nine summers with flying is a kind of coziness, let a Buddha fly with it... Xiao Hua thinks... I don’t think it is right!

Surprisingly, Xiao Hua just wants to answer, "Hey..." In front of the head, but in the tenth place, a pale breeze bursts into the air. This wind just came out, immediately blowing to the ink, forbidden, and then two, Four cymbals, sixteen cymbals... The wind is born in different places like a relay!

"Oh, it is still very good for Tan Yue..." Buddha smiled bitterly. "The barren days are within a hundred miles, and the ink is forbidden to produce the ink..."

Xiao Hua smiled and didn't answer. He just wanted to release his thoughts. The Buddha hurriedly said: "Tan Yue is not going to use any magical power. The greater the magical power of Tan Yue, the greater the power of the heavens and the earth that the ink is forbidden to touch..."

"Whether it is worth it!" Xiao Hua smiled and gave birth to Buddha light. He flew to the ink and forbidden land. The Buddha hesitated and followed Xiao Hua.

A thousand miles away from the ink wind ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ to Demo banned land, has turned into a gusty wind, "Hey ..." Heaven and Earth are shaking, that is the chain that straight into the Scorpio Already madly shaking, it seems like a whip that can split the tiger and leopard. On the earth, the chains that have been entangled together have been untied, and the roots are like waves. The countless light and shadows and countless messy powers are like the tides flowing toward Xiaohua. Come over!

Xiao Hua and the Buddha are naturally not afraid, they slowly fly into the storm of light and power!

"Brushing brush..." Xiao Hua’s body has never been picked up, and the Buddha’s body has already begun to glow.

"Nan no Maitreya Buddha..." The Buddha once again smiled bitterly. "The Tan Yue Shen Tong is far beyond the impoverished imagination!"

Xiao Hua looked at him from the side, which means profoundly: "The Buddha master has cultivated the secret technique of the Buddha, and naturally there will be this magical power!"

"Oh..." The Buddha did not come by a sigh, and the Buddha said, "Nan no Maitreya Buddha!"

The Buddha clearly understands the meaning of Xiao Hua. The secret of the Buddha in Xiao Hua’s mouth is not necessarily the secret of the Buddha in the Great World.