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In order to ensure victory, Lu Zhengkang has done his best.

Xiangshu is the gathering of evil thoughts of all beings. Now all beings have entered the Pure Land. Xiangshu can no longer be supplemented by an endless stream. In addition, the Fuyu sword hilt is one of the ten weapons from the Demon Godshu. potential.

Instructed the people of the Pure Land, Lu Zhengkang left the high platform.

It's time to find the descendant of Taiwu.

Now he is almost omniscient in this world.

One step out, she came to the foot of Lianhua Mountain, and a petite girl stood in front of the gate of Shixiangmen Mountain.

The disciples guarding the gate are all in the pure land.

The huge sect was empty, and I didn't want to be a thief, so I waited at the door honestly.

Lu Zhengkang suddenly appeared in front of her.

Taiwu was taken aback for a moment, "You are so beautiful."

Bodhisattva's wonderful appearance is of course beautiful.

Lu Zhengkang looked at the little girl kindly and called out softly: "Sun Lichai."

Taiwu frowned, "What Sun Lichai, people are so provoking."

"Yes, you are Fu Xixi. Then who do you guess I am?"

"You...a bit familiar."

Can't you even remember the bodhisattva statues you see every day?

"You..." Tai Wu was in a daze, "Lu Yuan...No, uh, you are a Buddha?"

"Yes."

Taiwuxixi's face suddenly showed the excitement of seeing the idol, "Ahhhhh! It's a Buddha!" ​​She even dared to run to Lu Zhengkang and pull up his sleeves.

"Buddha, have you returned to the world? What are you doing here? Like me, are you looking for Big Brother Li? He is amazing. People in the world are called enemies of thousands, and they are the strong under you. You If you have anything to find him, he will definitely be able to do it for you. But as you can see, there is no one in his family..." Taiwu muttered, talking nonsense, "Right, Buddha, Can you help me save someone?"

"Save who?"

"Save me Big Brother Bai." The little girl looked innocent and flawless. Yes, in her mind, the Buddha is saving the suffering and he will not refuse any kind request.

Lu Zhengkang chuckles, "You are much cuter than in your previous life."

Tai Wu Xixi continued to mutter, Lu Zhengkang took her hand and stepped across the mountains and rivers to the hinterland of Ranshan.

The small building where Wang Pingan lives.

Entering the first floor, there are long curtains hung here, these curtains are pasted with talisman paper, all of which are painted with cinnabar.

As the wind blows through the hall, the curtains rustle.

Taiwuxixi was still muttering, the voice alarmed the people upstairs.

An old Taoist rushed down, "Who!"

Lu Zhengkang looked at this old acquaintance. He was indeed an old acquaintance. He was the Taoist priest who gave orders to Li Dingxun and Wang Ping'an's master.

Tai Wuxixi introduced herself generously, completely unaware of how suspicious it is for strangers like herself to appear in other sects.

However, the attention of the old Taoist priest has been completely attracted by Lu Zhengkang.

He knelt on the ground with a snap, his knees in disrepair slammed into the ground, making a frightening creak.

Old-fashioned five-body cast the ground.

"I have seen Buddha."

Lu Zhengkang nodded, "Come and see your apprentice."

Lao Dao was moved to tears all of a sudden, "Buddha is still aware of the suffering of the world..."

Taiwu frowned, "Ou, I asked the Buddha to save people."

The Taoist priest was still trembling on the ground, saying good things without spending money, in a confused and complicated mood.

Lu Zhengkang passed by him, went upstairs, and immediately saw two beds in the empty room, one lying on each other with a man.

When he saw it, it was clear to him.

Wang Ping'an's qi is like a dragon, while Bai Zimo's qi is like a stone.

They came back from the previous life.

...

Bluestone Pavilion.

A game of chess.

The swordsman and the monk sat opposite each other.

The swordsman wore white clothes and held black.

The monk wears black and holds white.

Light rain outside the pavilion.

A piece of mirror lake, lightly rippled.

The distant mountains are like ink, the long sky is like silk, both reflected, the water and sky are the same.

In the water shadow, the swordsman is dressed in black and the monk is dressed in white.

"Mo Yun donor, long time no see."

"This should be said to you, Master."

"We didn't expect to see you again."

The swordsman was silent, "When did you come back?"

"Eighteen years ago."

"At that time, Bai Zimo's child hadn't been born yet. You've always been in him?"

"I am him."