Legend of the Great Saint

Before Li Qingshan came to the eighth township demon statue, a fierce atmosphere surfaced. At first, it was a demon like humankind. It had been completely transformed into a Gestapo. However, in both eyes, there was a sense of mercy and peace, contradictory and harmonious.

One step forward on Li Qingshan, the demon statue of the town revealed an idea and went straight to mind!

It's me! It's me! It's me, too! Wherever you want, do whatever you want. Why are you so clear? Whatever Buddha and Demon you want, what are you suppressing?

Mindful of this, he burst out with magic, red and blue crossing, like fog, rolling over.

There is already a big difference between what the demon statue conveys!

There is no connection between sinking demons and converting my Buddha, I am me!

A light monk looked at Li Qingshan's tall back, his eyes were a bit complicated, he seemed to admire it, and he seemed to refuse to admit to losing, but Douzhi became hotter and hotter, walking towards him step by step.

Li Qingshan was immersed in the 8th important understanding of the Town Magic Book. He did not seem to realize the approaching of a monk.

A light monk came behind Li Qingshan and raised his hands!

Li Qingshan closed his eyes and said silently: "Come on! How dare you? I'll show you today! ”

One lamp monk merely holds his hands together and recites the Buddha: "Amitabha Buddha! ”

Li Qingshan deeply printed the eighth dimension of the Magic of the Town into his mind. He took a step deeper into the understanding of this Xuan Ao Gong method and asked back: "Is there anything else you want, brother? ”

“I would like to thank Brother Li. Without Brother Li, I would definitely die if I broke into the eighth floor! I also apologize to the master who is not angry. The master told me not to go down to the eighth floor, but let your brother go down to the eighth floor. I suspect that the master is biased and underestimated me. It is a sin!” A lamp and a monk sincerely said.

“You're welcome, brother! Instead, I should thank you and wish me luck! ”

Li Qingshan saw a monk so blatantly admitting his dissatisfaction and apologizing for his own ideas. Li Qingshan was also fond of his heart. He felt that the monk was not really an evil person and had an extraordinary temperament.

But that's even stranger. Where does the sense of crisis come from?

“My brother's strength is far above mine, I am just a Buddha, even without me, my brother can come and go with ease! ”

The words of a monk reached the point of humility, which made Li Qingshan feel a little embarrassed.

“Brother, let's get ready to go! Outside the palace, I'll buy you a cup of tea. ”

A monk shook his head and looked deeply beneath the statue of the demon township, “Let's go first, brother! I'm going down! ”

“What? You're going to the ninth floor of the Town Hall! ”

Li Qingshan was greatly surprised. He was not angry at what the monk strictly warned him about, and even if the monk didn't say it, he wouldn't risk it!

“Nice!” the monk nodded.

“Brother, don't do this, the eighth floor is so dangerous, how can you go to the ninth floor?” Li Qingshan dissuaded.

“How can you be stronger if you don't experience more vicious experiences! As a Buddhist disciple, whoever goes to hell who says I'm not going to go to hell, when the spirit of fearlessness strikes a thorn! ”

A light monk's face is firm, but it looks like an iron heart. It is fierce and almost fanatical.

“That's true, but...”

Li Qingshan frowned, even if he had the spirit of fearlessness, he wouldn't rush to death!

In life, there is always an unbeatable opponent. If you should flee, you should shrink. There is nothing to be ashamed of. It is the right path to cultivate sharpness in order to fight again. Touching stones with eggs is not brave. It is a pit in your brain.

“I don't have to persuade you anymore, I've decided to go first! ”

One lamp monk went to the ninth floor of the town demon palace, and there was a slight feeling of pride, as if to prove himself more brave than Li Qingshan with this behavior.

“Though you are strong, you do not have the will like me. The Buddhist disciples are different from the vulgar disciples. ”

“Wait!”

Li Qingshan had a certain sense of crying about this childish competition, and stood in front of a monk with a light!

“Are you coming with me? ”

“I went with you because I was insane!” Li Qingshan's belly defamed him and said warmly: “Brother, think about it! ”

If someone else has to die, he is lazy, but this lamp monk is not bad. He was kind of helping him just now. He can't watch this Tianlong Zen Court put high hopes on the disciple, so he walks to death. Otherwise, the monk will not be angry until he returns, afraid that he will also think that he has done something wrong.

“Out of the way! ”

The monk's eyes stared and his body was magnified with brilliance!

The more Li Qingshan felt something was wrong, something must have happened!

Before time returns to a moment, a monk is in a lot of hallucinations. If he does not move, he will break the illusion with his eyes. Suddenly, all the discomforts of his body disappear, and he is no longer tempted to shake, threatened with fear, relaxed and happy!

Happily thought: "Looks like I've made another breakthrough. I've had a hard time fixing it in the Town Demon Palace. It's not in vain! ”

All the visions around him disappeared, and he found himself sitting under the Bodhi tree. In the past, I, Buddha, also under the Bodhi tree, went through all kinds of tests before finally becoming a Buddha!

It was too late to think, smallpox crashing, earth gushing gold lotus, spreading from beneath the Bodhi tree to far away, in the loud bells, the light shining, the appearance of a Buddhist country, a golden ancient Buddha, appearing in the sky, if hidden.

“Where am I?” A light appeared in the eyes of a monk, and the subconscious asked.

“This is the Western World of Pleasure!” The voice of the ancient Buddha has grown and spread throughout the world.

“Western World of Pleasure! ”

An infinite desire arose in the heart of a monk. He grew up in Tianlong Zen Yard, day and night fumigated by Buddha. No money beauty, no poisonous insect beast could shake him, but the pursuit of Buddha law was his lifelong ideal.

And by that time, the witch had lost control of the illusion.

A monk walks forward towards the western world of joy in his mind.

But in the moment, the Buddha also retreated. He forged ahead and the Buddha kept retreating. It seemed that he was far from the sky and could not get close to one step.

He asked with disappointment and dissatisfaction, "What's going on? ”

"How can you be so weak and qualified to step into my western world of euphoria," said Godford. ”

“Am I weak? ”

“Yes, you need to be stronger than Li Qingshan, stronger than all intents, in order to be eligible to become the host of Tianlong Zen Court in the future to enter the Western world of euphoria! ”

The illusion disappeared, and the voice was still echoing in the ear until this moment.

Li Qingshan said: "Brother One Light, I won't stop you if you want to reach the ninth floor, but let's wait for my master to return! ”

“I say it again. Out of the way! Are you going to stop me from getting stronger and going to the Western world of joy?” A light monk is furious.