Chapter 183

Young Dayue Yao often has a bronze skin, and there is no scar on her body. Looking young and strong, she looks like a young tiger.

He was very hostile to Lu Zhengkang, but surprisingly, he didn't shout directly.

"Will you show me mercy?"

The young man snorted coldly, "it's just a deer demon. I'm just afraid to kill the demon by mistake! After I have observed you for a few days and determined your good and evil, I will make another decision. "

At this time, Yao Chang, a righteous, noble and tenacious man, was just a shining pearl. As for the later fierce God of war, he did not know how much suffering and sorrow he had experienced.

At this time, Epiphyllum mirror emerge, too I Xi Xi and others fish out.

The great lake where the sword tomb is located has become a flat wasteland. The achievements of changing the terrain in this way can't help but remind people of the little Xumi standing in the snow, which is exactly the relic of the Buddha's palm.

Bai Zimo's eyebrows are slightly comfortable. He often says hello to Da Yueyao. The swordsman's character is arrogant and Jie Jun, which makes the little stranger agree with him and put away his broad sword.

Bai Zimo said, "there are only seven sword tombs left now. If this battle is over, I'm afraid it's time for Xiangshu to be born."

Taiwu nodded, "yes, I have a hunch that it's coming to the end."

The Taoist told Lu Zhengkang, "please wait for seven days. There's something important to do in the path, which needs to be completed before the sword tomb is completely unsealed. "

Lu Zhengkang was very clear about Wang Ping'an's plan and reminded him, "do you know what the consequences are? It's just ordinary people, but Taiwu's soul is different after all. He forcibly calls the shadow of the past life, fearing that there will be changes. If she is no longer her, what will you do? "

Wang Ping'an said calmly, "her safety is the most important thing."

Tai Wu Xi is silent and sees that Lu Zhengkang nods and agrees to the Taoist's request.

Little sister watched Wang Ping'an step by step to the body, she said with a strong smile: "my destiny, can you bear it?"

"I can."

"But I don't want to disturb her."

"You are her. What's the difference?"

"You need to know the worst."

Wang Ping'an showed a confident smile, but his eyes were not happy. "I ran Shan Zhen Zhuan, all of which have been created in the previous life. With the power of reincarnation, I summoned God to drive away ghosts, and there was no harm. If you haven't made a mistake for thousands of years, don't worry. It's seven days of meditation. "

One of the highest achievements of Shu Shu Dao -- reincarnation stage.

With the ceremony of sacrifice, it can call back the legacy of the previous life, improve the quality, and surpass the skill.

For every reincarnation, there will be more power of fatalism. The stronger the previous life is, the greater the effect will be.

This is the power to change fate.

Wang Ping'an is valued by the Buddha, and has been designated as the next leader of Qinglang mountain. Besides, Taiwu Xixi is the red man around the Buddha, and is expected to become the 15th venerable. However, it's too late for the people of ranshan to curry favor with him. So let the younger sister with a samsara, this will not be any criticism.

However, the mountain xuanxianfeng Zhanxing cave is where the reincarnation platform is.

Today, Ma Zhen, the leader of Qinglang, presided over the ceremony, and the leader's martial uncle zhizhengzi, together with three immortal masters and eight Qinglang Dharma protectors, participated in the ceremony. Such a scene is unprecedented.

Wang Ping'an stood outside the cave and watched. His master touched three long whiskers and chatted with him.

"Ping'an boy, did you learn some moves with the Buddha?"

"No The sacrifice in the cave began.

The magic instruments sing in unison, and the prayers are loud. They are mixed into a murmur. They roll in the cave and collide in the pores of the mountain. The whole xuanxianfeng mountain is like a huge musical instrument, which is loud and far away.

The old Taoist tut said, "you are not very good at martial arts. Is she contemporary Taiwu

"Ask when you know it."

"Hey! Boy, how did you talk to master! I ask you, it's obvious that the Buddha can solve the problem by himself. It's a big deal to give the Fuyu sword to someone else. "

"There is only one master of Fuyu Shenjian, and he can succeed only after his death."

"Well, you will not have an accident if you follow the Buddha. Just read a few words about the mercy of Luyuan Bodhisattva."

Wang Ping'an sneered, "old man, you don't know much about Buddha."

"Do you mean that Buddha is not a good man?"

"I mean don't talk about Bodhisattvas." Wang Ping'an rubbed his hands. Tai Wuxi was settled. "Of course, the Buddha is very compassionate, but his level is too high. We are like a nest of ants. The Buddha pities us and wants to move us to a new nest before building the house. That family has built all the new ant nests. Let's just go there honestly. It's our own fault that any moth comes out in the middle of the way. "

The Taoist priest squinted, "but I don't think the so-called duanye evil Buddha has anything to do with Luyuan Bodhisattva."

"Ants don't want to be self reliant. They are the only ones who give food. They should die."

Wang Ping'an saw through everything.

In fact, the Buddha never conceals anything. This is the Taoist's view of Lu Zhengkang.The more you understand Xiangshu, the more you like Buddhism.

The prime minister wants to eat all the pieces, but the Buddha intends to change a chessboard directly. Both sides are not rivals at the same level.

Wang Ping'an is respectful and respectful, "Nanwu Luyuan Bodhisattva, bless my wife Taiwu, she is safe and sound."

Peace, peace.

……

On the stormy boat.

Taiwu looked at a woman standing in the bow, talking and laughing with her master.

the woman looks as like as two peas. The old man never realizes that it's not volkled.

Taiwu yells, but can't make a sound.

If you want to move, you can't move. You can't even deflect the angle of view.

She was familiar with every object in the boat, and when she looked around carefully, she realized that she had become a statue of Mazu in the cabin shrine.

Black clouds at night, torrential rain and strong waves, a large golden flash on the tide, a few lion faced dragons flew out, opened their mouths and tore the boat to pieces.

Fuxixi watched as my grandfather went into the deep sea. His old, green arm grabbed him in vain, but what he called was the dragon's bite. The blood and water mixed with the sea water washed on the statue of Mazu. Taiwuxixi could taste the feeling of despair.

And the woman, standing on the top of the dragon's head, her face blurred in thunder and lightning.

……

Little sister is sitting under the eaves while a group of nuns are cleaning the courtyard.

Among the trees in the courtyard, there are fallen dead leaves. These yellow leaves are like bead curtains and curtains. Through the intermittent barrier, you can see the biqiunis in green clothes cruising with brooms. What are they doing?

Sweep the floor?

What's the point of putting natural objects together and putting them in nature?

I'm thinking hard.

Is their behavior a waste of time?

However, nunnery is man-made, so it seems normal to carry out activities in man-made things, which is unnatural

What is nature?

……

The mountain rises.

The sea overflows.

Taiwu shivered and saw the glacier running in the sky. The corpse, even in the thick ice, was still so familiar.

Ah Yeh, Ping'an, Mo Mo, Buddha, Xiaoyi people.

The man, chef and shopkeeper of the restaurant.

Students of cheetology college.

The occasional pedestrian on the road.

And myself.

Look at death with the body of death.

……

"How much do you understand?"

Taiwu was dazed and looked at the woman in front of her.

She's so tall.

A woman, perfect as heaven and man, she or he?

It's like Buddha.

The woman asked again.

Taiwu shakes his head blankly.

"Then you're useless."

With a sneer, the woman fell into the darkness and was surrounded by mud.