I'm all lucky because I'm too afraid of bad luck

The new abbot master left, he believes that time will make Xuan Sheng slowly think.

In the small courtyard, I only had a metamorphic, and he continued to practice the day after day, pray, and dagged.

This night, he made a dream. Seeing Xue Mo pity's true spirit suffered a criminal law in the dead place, thousands of knives, Xue Mo pigeon, she shouted, why Still not to save me.

He woke up, a punch hammer is on the ground, and the whole monument is shocked.

He sent a madly rushing, and even wanted to raise his hand to break the ancient tree.

"Buddha, why are you still do not show off !?"

He roared, but it willed.

The Buddha was fascinated.

And the cherry blossoms fall, falling on his shoulders, he feels that your cultivation has grown a bit.

According to this progress, he has a day, maybe it can be a Buddha ...

..........

I haven't known how long it is, Xuan Sheng has already numb.

The other side of the courtyard fell, falling, I don't know how it is a few times.

Xuan Sheng will sweep the residual flowers on the ground, picking down a piece of flowers, flashing with tears, voice dry, "female donor ... you lie to me."

He finished all this, kneeling under the cherry tree, looking up at the moon, look indifferent.

"Buddha, if you can hear the disciple, can you solve your disciples?"

He is just a daily language, but this time he heard the grand solemn voice.

"Everything is shipped, and you can become a Buddha."

Xuan Sheng laughs, the original Buddha will not only see the spirit, but can even hear the disciples' words.

"The disciples can not be a Buddha, but ask me to Buddha."

He devout a dump, but this time no sound sounded, the Sakura in the courtyard fell quietly under the moon, as if did not have happened.

Xuan Sheng no longer daggered, he got up to the courtyard, turned his scripture, but his mind was looking at the world's red dust.

..........

In the case of a few times, Xuan Sheng has been confused, there have been crazy, have an angry, have a despair, and ultimately be surprisingly calm.

The Buddha's number of times, but he found that it was really all the soul, those people who got grace, the book is a person who believes.

And don't believe in Buddha, that is, with the wave.

The wicked of the Buddha is waiting for the Buddha, but the good people who don't believe the Buddha are not forgiving.

He carefully thought that Xue Mo pity the little witch, full of "", plus her blood, it seems that it does not belong to the scope of my Buddha.

He seems to have some understand.

But he still don't have any other way out. He laughed in our laughter and returned to the sakura tree, and then died again, and still devout.

If Xue Mo is a magic, she is guilty, the disciple is taking thousands of good things to make up for merits, ask me to borrow.

..........

In front of Xuan Sheng, the Buddha didn't know how many times, but he won't wait for the grace of the Buddha.

"Buddha, you have millions of people, why can you ... I am, I don't want her."

Xuan Sheng face, the sound is trembled.

The Buddha in the heart appeared a slice of cracks, and the slightly blue heart, the speed of the sound seems to speed up.

"The world speaks, you have no borders, but why do you not have people who don't belief?"

Running a macro sound in the void, "Cangsheng is difficult."

"Cangsheng is difficult ... Cangsheng difficulty ... hahaha."

Xuan Sheng has a word of this word, suddenly mad smile.

"Don't you say that all beings are equal!?"

He is crazy, pointing to the cherry tree.

"..."

No sound response.

He laughed with two steps, "I understand, I understand."

What are all of themselves, all of them are lie.

Since all beings are equal, why is the Buddha not reincarn back to five lines?

Since all beings are flat, I don't want her!

He finally squatted, once again, a word, like a blood, pleading: "Disciple ... seek ... I am ... I am ... she!"

no respond.

He stood up, and the darkness of the blue was in his body, and the golden Buddha is gradually started to be infected by clamatic blue.

"You obeys too deep, this is the magic."

That voice sounded.

However, Xuan Sheng has not opened.

The Buddha squatted three era and did not see my Buddha's heart.

Since the Buddha does not degree, then I would rather abandon Buddha ... I will enter the devil.

On this day, the Ming Temple was ignited to the sky, the world trembled.

Xuan Sheng walked through the other side of the flower, one by one, and the movement was gentle, like it is stroking her cheek.

Then the figure disappeared in the courtyard, after all in the void garden, only a grand sigh leaving only.

Outside the cold, a slap in the sky, the fog of the filled in the past year is completely shocking, and the demon is shining, and the endless magic.

Xuan Sheng once again came to the other side of the year, step forward, a punch, if there is no barrier, only in the middle.

There are countless big demons in the meditation to stop, and Xuan Sheng is indifferent to punching, and the road is killed.

He wants himself to find the owner of the highest embarrassment, he will no longer ask for people.

On this day, the number of meditation dominates, but in front of the blood of the blood, it fell.

With a lot of killings, the magic of Xuanzheng seems to be heavier, and it has been averaged, and finally it has broken a certain amount, and the sky robbery is killed, but the crushing of his violence.

The slaughter did not know how long it took, and finally he sat on the bones of the wilderness, looked at the four weeks.

Meditation ... There is no strong enemy he imagined, there is no one who is nothing to do ... no Xue Mo pity's true spirit.

where are you?

I miss you very much.

..........

Outside the emperor, the magic shell of the embryo is like a pattern is surging, which has long been forbidden to be inseparable.

However, there is a black monk appeared in the city, and the monk raised the sky and the sky, the void collapsed, and the world of the world could not shake the magic shell crashed under his punch.

In the Huangcheng, there are countless people who have got the venery blood, they are looking to show their bloodthirsty expressions. They will be willing to go to the world.

The so-called Xianzun, in front of the crowds, but it is antique.

However, the black man entered the city, and the figure of him was shocked by him, and the dark blood fog poured into the body of the monks, and the magic pattern on his face became more deep.

"Xue Chen, come out to lead."

Xuan Sheng's roar, the magic people who rushed toward him on the street were shocked. He thoughtfully covered the entire crowd, and saw the old people who were preparing to escape in the East.

Everyone did not see his movements, only to see the magic marks left in the air, the most powerful and even the old people in the city, the old man on the fairy king, was held in the black neck, arrived at the highest The top of the building.