Chapter 105

Breeze gently blowing, yueguan Taoist standing in the air, eyes slowly open.

Looking at the pharmacist Liuli Buddha who was spewing out a mouthful of blood and retreating towards the rear, he also took a breath in his heart, taking his present state as an example. It's OK to understand Fu Dao, but if it's true that it can completely evolve Fu Dao, it's just like Arabian Nights.

Horizontal and vertical strokes are the foundation of painting. Now he just understood the way. The writing has just reached the stage of shaking the wind and rain. If it is said that the three strokes level the world and the four strokes level the common people, it is still in the process of understanding.

It's just that I'm not strong, and the pharmacist Liuli Buddha is not strong, so I didn't lose face.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

While flying backward, the pharmacist Buddha coughed heavily and vomited blood from his mouth. Several cracks have appeared on the body of the glazed gold, and the palm of the hand is burnt. The Buddha kingdom in my hand just now has all collapsed and there is nothing left.

The king of Tibet's eyes moved, and he gently stood on tiptoe and flew towards the sky.

With a swing of the red cassock sleeve and a breeze supporting the pharmacist Buddha, it was only when he spread his arms that he stopped his retrogression.

While he was flying up, the four men's steps flashed. Four people gush out four runes and seal characters. They go crazy towards Jichang. With a blink of an eye, they protect Jichang in the middle and quickly return.

Yueguan looked at the four of them in the sky, and he was very happy: these four guys are smart at last, and it's not in vain to teach them so hard for so long.

The king of Tibet only looked down slightly, but he didn't care. So far, their Buddhist plan has been completely destroyed. Such a blatant and moving person is a great virtuous person, so the two of them really eat the courage of ambition. Even if there is a saint's law, they dare not easily touch the bottom line of the human race.

The pharmacist's face was pale. It took a long time for him to recover.

"There are a lot of outstanding people in this eastern land. I have learned from them today. Dare to ask you why? Where is the fairyland? "

"Ha ha, this is my own fight, but I want to ask the sage to come back and export evil spirit for you?"

Yueguan Taoist gave him a sarcastic look, but he had to admit that the benefits of the great religion were here. I can't beat you, but you dare not kill me. There are saints behind. I can't do it. I have a master. I'll bully you. What can you do for me?

"Well! I am not good at learning, but I dare not work as a teacher. Today, although you are defeated, you and I are both the generation of Da Luo. Live as long as heaven and earth, and live as long as the sun and the moon. I hope you can give me your advice in the future. "

The pharmacist was obviously annoyed, and his face was even worse. Defeated by Taoist yueguan, it's so ironic. Even the Sleeping Buddha is angry, OK? What's more, he didn't pay any price. In the palm of my hand, the Buddha kingdom is a dreamland, but if there are no real Buddhists, where can I get such a strong power of belief?

At least tens of thousands of believers fell from the broken Buddhist kingdom. Of course, he is distressed, but he can't show it in front of others.

"Good!" Yueguan Taoist face is still hanging that a pair of ironic expression: "poor Wuyishan scattered yueguan, Xuanmen a pulse of scattered repair, in line with the ancestors of Taoism."

The ancestor of Fu Dao!

Dizang and the pharmacist were suddenly surprised. Although they had never heard of the ancestor of Fu Dao, they did not prevent them from paying attention to this identity.

The founder of Xuanmen, he is a saint like Sanqing. Is this such a master of Fudao who suddenly came out of Nana? But at this time, Taoist yueguan would not lie.

"I've written it down. It's true that the eastern land is so outstanding." The pharmacist put his hands together and exclaimed, "Amitabha."

Then he saluted slightly and turned away. But dizang suddenly took a step ahead and looked at the moon pass.

"Younger martial brother?" The pharmacist took a surprised look at dizang.

The king of Tibet nodded, but he did not speak. I don't know about the moon pass. However, with his accumulated experience, he naturally understood. I'm afraid dizang is a typical example of this kind of accumulation.

"Amitabha! The younger martial brother, the poor monk, wants to compete with his Taoist friends because he sees that his Taoist friends have a high level and are superb. It's just a move. It's just a click. I don't know if Daoyou would like to? "

"Oh... Well, since the master has this elegant interest, I will accompany him to the end."

The king of Tibet is also a deep-seated person, more terrifying than the pharmacist Buddha. Yueguan looks at his expression and becomes more dignified.

No wonder the Buddhists chose to put him in hell in the end. Maybe they chose to train him to go to hell in the early years. It's really resourceful!

The Buddhists lost face here. The pharmacist Buddha and the king of Tibet had a bad start. They had no way to continue to fight against Xibo Hou Jichang in order to prevent the Terran resistance. But there is not so much fear about yueguan. How can we let him know the power of Buddhism? We can't let the world underestimate the Western magic.

So many twists and turns, but in an instant, the underground is clear.

"Hum!" With a cold hum from the moon pass, the foreshadowing in the hand is clenched, and the momentum begins to condense slowly. You don't have to fight. Just from the momentum, you can see that the king of Tibet is better than the pharmacist Buddha. If you really lose in this move, you will lose face.

Dizang appeared to be in no hurry. First, he went forward and put his hands together. He bowed slightly to perform a Buddhist ceremony. On his face, there was a Buddhist's unchanging compassion smile.

"Wow

A Buddhist auspicious light suddenly rises from the back of the brain of Tibetans, and a huge Buddha light that is enough to be tens of feet is revealed. In the light of Buddha, there is a Bodhisattva. This Bodhisattva has a kind face, a blood red cassock, and an oil paper umbrella in his hand. Another hand is holding a string of 108 rosary beads, which are also blood red, emitting blood light.

"Good look! I just don't know if the skin is good, and if it's so good in the bone! "

Yueguan Taoist didn't dare to underestimate. His body retreated dozens of miles, and his foreshadowing moved. As if there were slow motion, foreshadowing rose inch by inch, and his momentum increased with each inch. Finally, when yueguan's arm reached the highest point, it suddenly fell down.

"An earthquake of heaven and earth!"

"Wow

"Boom!"

With a huge vertical attack towards the king of Tibet, he has a dignified face and a slow hand. A treasure bottle seal is squeezed out, and the giant Dharma Bodhisattva in the Buddha's light is more compassionate. The oil paper in hand slowly towards the front.

The whole sky suddenly changed, from clear to dark. It is not dark clouds that cover the sky, but countless ghosts appear in the space##### It is estimated that there will be three shifts today. Please wait a moment and write again. There is no manuscript. Don't worry! Support!

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