Legend of the Great Saint

More than twenty golden lights broke through the sky and stood over the Lianyue Mountains.

Overlooking the rolling mountains, the Left Master gazed and looked across the eight golden locking arrays, locking on the words "Qingxiaojia" and asked:

“Fearless, is this the cave of Buddha enemies and demons? ”

The fearless monk said, "I don't know. Maybe so! ”

“Please help me, Daoists! ”

The Master of the Left raised the wooden fish hammer slowly, and all the monks held their hands together ten times and sanctified the Buddha.

The golden light converges on the Master of the Left, condensed on a wooden hammer, brighter than the sun.

As a Buddhist monk, even though he belongs to different denominations, he is still a homogeneous branch, which alone far surpasses the more than twenty ordinary monks, and the most powerful man in the world, the Left Master, sits in town and can easily use this fearful power. Even in its best condition, Xiao 'an is difficult to confront positively, not to mention being seriously injured today.

“Amitabha Buddha! ”

The left master accumulated enough power to throw the wooden fish hammer.

For a moment, it was like a big day falling into the mountains, where the light was shining, the mountain forests were burning, a hundred times more fierce than the one that attacked Xiao 'an.

The eight golden locking arrays were shattered like a sheet of paper. The big sun set on the lone peak, and the words "Green Little House” ablated in the golden light.

Boom!

With all the golden light, more than a dozen peaks around them collapsed instantly, countless peaks collapsed, and the whole mountain range turned into a wolf, igniting a fire of bears.

The golden light is gone and the sky turns blue.

The Qingxiao Cave has disappeared between the heavens and the earth without a trace.

Perhaps nothing is indelible, whether it's a mountain peak or a memory, but it always fades away in the course of time, as if it never existed.

What a home!

“Master, it seems the Buddha enemy is not here. ”

“Amitabha Buddha, look, I'm afraid the Buddha enemy will not be here, wherever he heals. ”

The monks talked about it. Although they feared the Master of the Left, they were all in the same realm. The Buddhist Gate spoke of the equality of all beings and did not dare to speak.

The left-handed teacher is as heavy as water. It takes so much time. After all, it is still empty, and his face is also a little ugly. In the burning mountains of Lianyue, countless birds and animals were burned alive, as if there were several more households.

Long sigh: “Alas, this Buddha enemy is fierce and cunning, it is really my Buddha's main enemy. Killing her today will not work. It is necessary to poison the sky, only to wait for the next day to plan. It is only a pity that the spirits of this mountain are unjustifiably involved in this Buddha enemy. Fearless, stay and read the Book of the Tibetan Bodhisattva, and transcend them! ”

“Master, my brother...”

“Don't forget who you are!” The Left Master warned us to do the grand majesty.

The fearless monk knew that the master of the left country was in a terrible mood. At this time, he would be angry at the monk for not speaking. And I don't have a good temper at home, I'm in a bad mood, and I don't speak with a cold face.

“Huh!”

The Master of the Left snorted and whisked his sleeve, and the other monks followed him closely.

He glanced back at the burning Lianyue Mountains. “This is the gateway to Tianlong Zen Court, so disgraceful and largely ignorant, Zen Zen fruit is almost evil. However, this hit the Buddha's enemies so badly that she would not dare to do any more random things. It is not too late to deal with this until the big thing is done. ”

The fearless monk frowned upon the burning mountains and did not read the "Tibetan Bodhisattva's Wish Book" and went straight back to Tianlong Zen Court.

……

A moment ago.

Sharp bone claws pierced the cheeks of the money, suddenly paused and slowly retrieved.

Qian Yongzheng opened his eyes. Through the gap between the white bones, he saw that Xiao 'an opened his eyes sometime. He was looking at her with the eyes of an empty spirit. He couldn't help but tremble in his heart and reveal a smile. He was also somewhat bitter:

“The pain is sober, isn't it? ”

Xiao An lifted his arm and looked at the four teeth marks on his wrist and nodded seriously.

With a hand trick, the skeleton turned into a bead and returned to her wrist, only to become thin.

Waving her hand again, the huge white bones piled up on the ground were transformed into three obscure white bone fires, which she inhaled into her mouth.

The inner sight of yourself, the white bone is covered with cracks, and the wounds are not so easy to heal, but at least they look much better on the surface.

She reached into the bloody beacon, grabbed the handle of the fairy abandoned sword, and then grabbed Qian Jungxiang's hand and swung deep into the ground.

The earth rock flashed fast, Qian Zheng's heart was full, staring at her back, seemed to have something full of chest, but it was empty.

At this time, a loud roar reached the ground, and the earth trembled.

Xiao An stopped and looked up. He seemed to see the destruction of Qingxiao Cave Province, tightening his fist.

After a while, he bowed his head: "Thank you. ”

“Your wounds... are you all right? ”

Qian Yongzheng seems to have lost his weekday tongue. Sometimes sincerity is harder than lying.

Xiao An shook his head gently and sat down on a stone. Although he was still faceless, he looked tired and lonely.

Qian Yongsu was a little overwhelmed, didn't know what to say. Think about it and sit on the ground next to her. Suddenly he reached out to her, a pale green vine spreading from her palm, a pale branch deep into the void, somewhere.

Xiao An's eyes were attracted to this wonderful plant, and he asked: "Did you get this from Chutian? ”

Qian Yongqiao laughed: “You remember Chutian. ”

“He is still alive, now called Lin Xuan. ”

Xiao 'an's calm words were like a thunder that struck Qian Jungzheng's heart and muttered: “So that's it, so that's it... why didn't you say it before? ”

“Aoyama won't let me say it. ”

Xiao An held her lips and rarely showed such a personalized look.

So Qian Junrong couldn't blame her for her past concealment, “Okay, so why are you saying it now? ”

I don't think she has the concept of Zhengtu. Even if she did, she probably wouldn't go against Li Qingshan for such a small thing.

“I'm going to do something Aoyama won't let me do.” Xiao 'an looked at the ground with some darkness: “I don't know if he would forgive me. ”

“Is this all about him? ”

“Mmm.”

“Then he will forgive you. ”

“Really? ”

“Really.”

“Thank you, I'm leaving.” A little more sincere thanks. “How about you? ”

“I want to stay a little longer. ”

“Mmm.”

Xiao 'an left, leaving Qian alone to speak to himself: “Chu Tian, Lin Xuan, Chu Tian, Lin Xuan...”

A smile appeared in the corner of his mouth, his smile widened, he made a hectic laugh, and he turned into an awesome laugh until he became hysterical.

The crowd danced and tasted the pain and drowned her figure.