Bank of The Universe

It seems to have a big problem in the reincarnation hole.

Wendui is still a face, I don't know what happened.

Why did his memories have jumped through his birth?

After he was born, he should have a memory.

The memory that was erased and disappeared.

It should not be like this.

Weve and still looked very much.

In addition to the turn of the turn, Li Xian Dao looked at Xiaoqi. Asked: "What is going on, is there any fault?"

The round swimmed hole actually took Weve's memory, before he was born.

Can you have a memory before a person is born?

Xiaoqi shakes the head: "The wheel back hole is impossible to fail. At the beginning, you have a long time in it, there is no problem. Now it is a fairy king, I want to make the wheel back cave, it is impossible. "

"So, what is wrong?" Li Xian Dao picked his eyebrows and looked at the turn hole.

"It's not a problem, it is a problem with Weve, and there is a problem." Xiaoqi said.

"You said that Weve is actually more than a thousand years old?" Li Xiandao was surprised.

"Now there is this explanation, there is no problem in the turn of the turn, that is, Weve monk, he has a problem, but he doesn't know, the turn cavested all this." Xiao Qi cold quietly.

Li Xian Road looked at the Wayba monk in the reincarnation, can he have a problem?

The Wayba in the reincarnation is now very understanding, I don't know what happened, very anxious, he wants to see the memories that are erased.

"Don't worry, your body has problems, the memory is still, you will continue to move forward with the turn, take a look at the things you don't know." Li Xian Dao opened, the voice passed into the cave, told Weve monk.

Weve monk is confused, he has a problem?

What can he have?

But Li Xian Dao said this, he can only silently, look at four weeks, carefully observe.

Surrounded by the picture, the people have passed by the landscape, the people in the picture are no longer the monk, but the other one and he has a seventeen image.

This monk is younger, more powerful, temperate, such as a piece of jade, let people look like a spring breeze.

"Who is this?" Weve is shocked.

This monk has been exactly the same as him, and it is not different.

Wendui took a deep breath, and the golden light flashed. He moved forward in the turn, walking, became young.

And the monk in the four-week picture is exactly the same.

When you are young, the Weve monk is really a pleasant, like the sky, and it is so handsome, handsome, and there is no double.

It is just slightly different temperatures.

The monk in the surrounding pictures, the temperament is even more light, dust, does not contaminate the fireworks.

Weve is very depressed.

"Is this me?" Weve issued a question.

This monk has made some things in the picture, and Wendo does not have a little impression.

He has never seen this monk.

The changing changes in the screen, the era continues to advance.

One thousand fifth hundred years ago, handsome monk in a river, desserted a dragon.

Three thousand years ago, handsome monk walk in the boundless desert of the Buddha.

Five thousand years ago, handsome and still suppressed a magic.

The power of the devil, it is incredible, the picture of the turn-catching, very detailed, monk and the war, the talented collapse, all things are trembled.

Fortunately, in the final monk, suppress the devil.

The round swing caves continue to go forward, and time suddenly came to 10,000 years ago.

This year, young monk came to the fairy world.

He was invited to come to Xian Ting, with the high-level narrative of Xian Ting.

This is an unusual thing, but he didn't immediately leave, but came to the garden in Xian Ting.

This fairy garden has a variety of flowers, fighting, blooming, beautiful, fascinating, grand, fragrant.

The flower is also spiritual, and it will be comparable to each other. In this, there is a blossom, very bad, and even she is laughed by other flowers.

She, there is no beautiful flowers because she will not bloom.

All her position is always the most remote.

This day, young monk came, Bai Huadi, the bright, the picture of the flower branch, swept it to the flowers.

Her little body is almost broken, this time has a monk, wearing the moon and white robes, see this scene.

The monk bent down and gently caressing her, let her escape this robbery.

Then I yoo.

It's just a glimpse of the surprise, even the gentle support, let the flowers are unforgettable.

The flowers have been thinking, this monk will come.

The picture is here, it is abrupt.

The wheel back caves also black lacquer, which is silent.

"Is behind?" Weigui asked in calm.

Just didn't see it, his pair had already held a fist, very hard, so his body was shaking slightly.

He seems to have thought of anything, but it is a lap.

He wants to know the follow-up.

I want to know why this happens.

In addition to the turn, Li Xian Dao and Xiaoqi are also looking forward to follow-up.

This story gradually opened.

Bang!

The round swimming hole began to tremble, raised, and then the first rays appeared.

Xiao Qi said: "The round swing hole opened another model."

Li Xian Dao is curious: "What model?"

"You will know immediately." Xiaoqi sold a close.

There is a picture of the radio hole in the rays.

But this time is not handsome and replaced by a flower.

Wendo looked at it, and there was no feeling in his hand.

Li Xian Dao saw the flower appearance, said: "Wetricon has always been the memory of the ejection," "

This blossom is related to the memory that Weve is erased.

In the turn of the hole, the picture continued, and the flowers were rescued by young and still, unforgettable for life.

She is looking forward to the young monk again, she is also working hard, waiting for the formation.

But she waited for a thousand years, young and no longer came again.

Waiting for the second thousand years or not.

The flowers have become immortals, and they are formulated.

There is a hundred flower fairy, and I will ask her: "Who is the young monk in that year?"

Baihua Fairy said with a smile: "That is the Buddha, is the Webit Buddha."

After the flowers, the flowers are walking in the flowers: "If you can always accompany the Weapon Bodhisattva."

A passive flower fairy laughed: "Don't really, you know that the Bodhisattva is ruthless, and there is no seven emotions."

Flower does not believe.

In this way, it has been waiting for a thousand years. After thousands of years, Xian Ting should convene a meeting, invite people of all major forces, Weve Bodhisattva will come to participate.

The flower has this opportunity to participate in the General Assembly, when a small girl, when she looked up her bodhisattva with a small flower, she was very excited.

After the meeting, the flowers followed the Wayba.

They went to the garden again. Weve didn't turn, just asked: "You follow me."

I am happy, saying: "I admire you for a long time."

Weiograb Bodhisattva stepped on the lotus seat, closed his eyes on the lotus seat and gently said: "You have seen me, go back. You will be included in Xianban."

The flower is not dead, and she has heard that the Bodhisattva does not have seven emotions, but she loves him for thousands of years, waiting for thousands of years, exchanged just his draft.

The flowers walked to the lotus seat and looked at Weve. Slightly said: "I can change my personal life today. Can you see me?"

The Wevebitatt Dragonfly is still on, and the beads in the hands are turned.

The breeze blows, or so quiet.

It's a bitter, yeah, how can the Bodhisattva will love.

She had a tear, dripping on the lotus seat.

The Weve bodhisattva is gone, returning to the Buddhist border, the world is still a high-top bodhisattva, but privately, he often looks at the tears on the lotus seat.

This dripping, letting the Weve Bodhisattva do not understand.

Time is this for five hundred years.

The Weve bodhisattva is still high, but the people of the Buddha have gradually been forgotten, he no longer throws his head, starting to retain the customs.

The so-called practice is often looking at the tears.

Because there is the protection of Weduba, the tears are still saved today.

Weve in the heart of Weve, he wanted to ask, so he went to find his own master, the world is coming!

If you tell him: "Everything in the world, everything is like a law, such as a dream bubble!"

And, if you wipe it, let Way Tak continue to practice, become a Buddha in the Buddha!

Weitui promised.

This thing should be here.

However, in the fifth hundred years, the flowers fairy have made great efforts to let themselves from the fairy, become free.

She did not hesitate to travel to the Buddha.

Through the hardships.

She came to the Buddhist world, then in a desert, found Webit Bodhisattva.

When I am preparing to comply with the world, forget this, the Weve Bodhisattva who concentrates on seeing the flowers of the fairy, stunned.

An original beautiful fairy, at this moment, the dust servant, welcoming the faint day, welcoming the sky, the move forward, came to him.

After seeing him, if you laughed, the silly looks like the Weve bodhisattva.

"I finally found the Bodhisattva." The flowers smiled weak.

"Why is it looking for me?" Weve asked.

"Because of the surprise of the year?"

"Because of the life of life?"

"Because of the love of love?"

"I don't know why, I want to find a bodhisattva."

The flower fairy smiled and said.

"The female donor is still going back." Weve thought of the world, turned and turned to the indifference.

"Bodhisattva, I have seen your appearance of the wind, now you don't look at it at that time, why?"

Weve Buddha.

The 1950s of the world, as well as the tears in five hundred years, Weve has changed a lot.

"Bodhisattva, I also have the most exciting scenes in this life to let you see." The fairy is sweet and laughs.

"Female donor, go back." Weve bodhisattva refused.

"Bodhisattva, you turn to see it." Flower fairy begged.

Weiogravocard's eyelid was trembling, and he shaken inner, he could only hear ten hands.

But the flowers fairy have begun to bloom.

Dissive her for thousands of years, bloom her the most beautiful time.

The night of the desert has been black, and the Weve Bodhisattva has a white robes, exudes a soft ray.

But very fast, more glamorous, more soft, covered him.

In the dark, the beauty and glory of the moment, symbolizing the eternal eternal.

In the boundless desert, a beautiful flower, bloom.

The Weve bodhisattva turned and trembled this scene.

A drop of tears slowly dropped.

Flowers are beautiful, beautiful peony.

But just a flash, flower blossoms.

In this beautiful flower, the flower fairy looks at the Weve Bodhisattva, showing a sweet smile.

She saw the tears of Weven Bodhisattva.

She knows that she is successful.

The success of the Bodhisattva loved himself.

The immortal was repaired, and the flowers were blooming, and it was also a moment.

But she does not regret.

, only for Weve!

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Three thousand four hundred words.

777 chapter.