Immortal Devil Transformation

A Zen master with a golden wheel, a palace lady with white soufflnut lotus flowers in her hand, a line of squire with gorgeous fa lids, a cavalry with a curved knife at her waist, a musician with a fuzz and a playing huqin... a huge and holy team embraced Tang Tibetan and the Empress out of the palace and out of the Imperial City.

The whole city of Liusha is sleepless.

Anyone who learns of the news spreads it as quickly as possible, almost all of them washed at the fastest possible speed, dressed in their own clothes, * and walked out the door in silence.

Even some elderly people, who are already too old to move, are held by their grandchildren and gathered on the main road from the Imperial City to the outside of the city to personally send their beloved Queen.

On this muggy, hot night, the walkers lined up in two dragons, and the oil lamps in their hands glistened all the way, as if they were burning in the sky.

And many began to recite the Book, and it was peaceful and peaceful.

Tang Tibet has been lacking water since ancient times. However, it was born from a split spring that stretched throughout Tang Tibet, and the Holy River of Wanquan, on which Tang Tibet depended for its survival, has been increasingly depleted since 100 years ago.

This is the sin of the heavens, Tang Tibetan tribes began to migrate west, and then 15 Xiyi provinces occupied the beautiful land of aquatic grass, trapped in internal and foreign affairs, people were separated, rebel war scourge occurred year after year.

A true locust disaster hit Tang Tibet again, and the newborn starved to death 50%.

Next, it did not rain in March. Just when all Tang Tibetan military and civilian thought that Tang Tibetan was extinct, the Virgin in Zen clothes crossed the Red Scorpion Desert barefoot and became the Queen of Tang Tibetan.

The Queen prayed to the heavens and calmed the anger. She was exposed to the high ground for three days. Heavy rain was shed in the sky and the hearts of all the people were at peace.

Over the decades, the Queen has made several protégés, calmed down the Quartet, and asked the army to seek water sources, planted grass and trees at the source of the Wanquan Tian River to solidify the soil. Over the decades, Tang Tian has added a few large pieces of green soil, while the current of the Wanquan Holy River has not diminished.

Moreover, several years earlier, when the Emperor collapsed, the Queen calmed the troubles of the three relatives and five others, and helped the young Emperor Phoenix to the throne.

Now Tang Tibetan ancient statesman, Vientiane renewal, Kyoto quicksand city can stay closed for several nights, yet the queen, who has become Queen Queen of Queens for the rest of her life, is tired but leaving.

The queen, who had removed her bustling body and replaced it with an ancient yellow old Zen suit, was unable to get up, but still allowed several close maids along the way to give her an auspicious and peaceful five-colour silk to thank the people for the delivery.

She thought that when she crossed the desert and walked into this place, she was starving, and saw the glorious cages on both sides of the road at this moment, the light on her face was thicker, holding Emperor Feng Xuan's hand slightly increased her strength, and smiled with relief: “Son... you always have to understand that people die like lights out, even if the land is bigger, the palace is bigger, when we sleep peacefully at night, all we need is a place to stay, close our eyes, this world will be extinguished in the eyes, all ancient silence. Life cannot bring one thing, die and dust, let alone take one thing away. There is nothing more meaningful in this world than to live in the hearts and minds of others. The first name is false, but their love, and their joy, when you look at them, you rejoice, but this is the truth. ”

Emperor Feng Xuan looked at his mother's face, looked at the glow on her face, and looked at the people who had spontaneously clipped together. He understood many things again. He knew that this was the meaning of his mother's life. He nodded again, "The child understands. ”

……

Just as Tang Tibetan left Liusha City and began to cross the Red Scorpion Desert as quickly as possible, a man dressed in plain blue cloth entered the Common Town and headed towards the deep alley where dozens of Yunqin practitioners were trampled.

He is inky, his lips are red, his body is cast like iron, and the lines on his face are unspeakable and ruthless. It is with courage and iron blood that he shook the world to the sniffer General.

Behind him was a silent arrow artist with a magenta stainless steel bow on his back. At the age of forty, he could not see any expression on a flat face. The magenta stainless steel bow on his body was filled with sparkling symbols and the bow was long.

The smelling moon entered the deep alley without expression, walking slowly. The deep alley was empty. After a short stop in front of several high pavilions, he walked into the dirt wall hut where Cheng Xiangyi was on that day.

The dirt wall hut has been cleared out, Cheng Xiangyi's body has been examined and buried, but the two cutting swords lie quietly in the dust, waiting to hear the arrival of the General.

He watched the time of the cut-off swords for a few moments, and walked another way, turning around in the deep alley and walking into the small courtyard that had originally belonged to the head of the Internal Affairs Department, Lori.

The small courtyard has also been cleaned up, but a deep arrow hole remains on the ground.

“This is the saint who has just completely mastered the flying sword, killed so many people, she has been badly injured under your strike… and from the way she traveled, she is not a practitioner of Tang Tin nor a practitioner of the south.” The smelling moon looked at the only remaining flaming red maple tree and suddenly said with no expression: "At this age, this means… and can be unknown, the ghost disappeared and hidden, and let the orders of Nanshan Twilight spread out, walking thousands of soldiers, can only do so with people who can use the emperor and command. ”

Silent archers remain silent.

He knew that he should remain silent, because he heard the General of the People, which was just for him, and because the Master of Ghosts was not here, he wanted to be heard, but only with few objects.

The sight of the moon lingered on the walls of this small courtyard.

He knew everything about Nanshan Twilight. He knew that Nanshan Twilight had jumped over this wall that day and was only going to drag him to death together. But in this place, a practitioner of the saint class would appear!

“Zhou Shufu... I thought you just didn't want me to be one of those nine olds. I can't believe you were already ready for such a powerful practitioner, and then you were ready to deal with me. I can't believe you guys haven't even taken care of Hector's performance in the West for years! ”

Heavenly Moon doesn't know that even the emperor and the eldest princess are still in the drums at this moment, and the other side doesn't even know that the ghost master is not just his loyal subordinate, or a friend of his when he was young and insane, if he had a real friend in the world, then this person could only be a ghost master.

Smell the moon slowly lifting its head, looking up to the sky.

He tried to stab a hole hard this day.

……

A bald-headed monk in a bronze Zen suit stood quietly on a dune.

He put his hands together ten times and put a cane of his equal height in the sand beside him.

There is an ancient text-like symbol on the wand, such as nine gold rings embedded on the head of the lotus flower.

The hot sun shined on him, the heat rose on the ground, the air twisted, like a flaming sea, but he was indifferent, just looking away.

His body doesn't look tall, but every muscle on his body rises like a rock. It looks amazing and magnificent. It gives a sense of power that opens up the sky. He doesn't have a drop of sweat beads on his body. Instead, he secretly shines a light of gold.

The string of Buddha beads hanging from his chest is made of some kind of golden wood, and each bead is the size of a child's fist, making it even more majestic and holy than he can seem to speak of.

I don't know how long it stood, but there was a real meteorite in the sky that fell into the desert sandy sea in front of him, and the ground shook, climbing out of many red scorpions, big as a slap, yet he was still like a statue, motionless.

It was a long time later that he calmly looked in the direction and appeared in a line.

This line has all been dragged by lightweight tanks by Emperor Tang Tianfeng Xuan and Queen Tang.

Looking at the line getting closer and closer, the monk did not say a word but turned around and started walking forward like a lead.

He walked barefoot and seemed uncomfortable, yet the chariot dragged by the horse in the rear rotation was always beyond him and thousands of steps away from him.

And where he had traveled, the thick yellow sand was blown away by the gentle smell from his body, and under the thick yellow sand, like a miracle, revealed a yellow brick ancient road.

The more smooth the convoy is on Yellow Brick Old Road.

All those in this line, apart from the more glorious and peaceful look on the Queen's face, looked at the back of the barefoot monk in front of them and were unspeakably shocked and shocked.

In front of the monks is still the sea of sand, and a mountain emerges rarely.

The monk marched towards the mountain.

Even when the emperor and queen were in line, many in this line, at the moment of seeing the “mountain”, shouted uncontrollably, trembling as hard as a needle.

It's not a mountain, it's three and a half buried in a hill, majestic and * to an unimaginable Big Buddha.

One of them lost his head, and one of them broke two amputated arms and only one was intact, but all three were covered in huge cracks and deep cuts.

These three great Buddhists have obviously gone through countless years, yet they are as tall as the sky, tall and * to an unimaginable point where anyone can see their hearts trembling, unable to themselves. It's so unclear, I can't imagine how a giant Buddha like this could be carved out by manpower.

It's an incredible miracle.

“Is this what Mother used to say, Big Buddha? ”

Watching one of the clothes buried in yellow sand wrinkles is even smaller than the three great Buddhas of a train captain. Watching the miracle, the Emperor Feng Xuan, strewn in dust and scorched black, also has a blank brain. He only feels extremely small under this vast heaven and giant Buddha.

Before the monks passed the three great Buddhas, the yellow sand floated beneath his feet, revealing a wide and broken step.

After this heavenly Buddha, it was a deep gulf, a huge canyon.

Some of the glittering golden Buddha's palaces are slightly above the horizon and built in this deep canyon.

“You guys stop. ”

At this moment, all the rest of the team were shocked once again to the point that they could not themselves. All they could do was worship the Queen, who was already seriously ill and unable to sleep, and stood up on her own.

“Walk me through this last journey. ”

A faint golden light shined on her, allowing her to shine a holy glow, like the burning of the last cores in a souffle lamp, even if she was old and hazed to the extreme.

She held Emperor Feng Xuan's hand and let Emperor Feng Xuan hold onto herself with an unquestionable divine colour and tone and follow the monk step by step.

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