Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan frowned: “Why? ”

Gu Yanshadow made his eyebrows wrinkle tighter and tighter. The feathers present were even more stunned. There were no eggs under the nest. If the Kyushu world was destroyed, they could only go to the ghost lane or magic. Either way, it was a better option for them to live than die.

And the arts and crafts people, they never even had such choices.

Li Qingshan sang for a long time. “Is it my fault? ”

Gu Yanshadow shook his head: “The way is there, the heart is there, there is no choice. ”

Li Qingshan laughed: “This is not your personality. Why, are you still afraid to embarrass me? Even though there are many reasons, I can't blame you for this matter. Heroes are not so good at it. Before you leave, let me do my best! ”

Sound, leaping out of the pool, milky white spiritual liquid rolled off the bronze body, all wired up, frankly like a statue, walked out the door.

Li Fengyuan put on the prepared clothes. Li Qingshan opened a flame red, wore it on his body, fastened his belt and asked: “Where's Xiao An? ”

“Seems to be digging up bones everywhere. ”

……

Leizhou • Dalun Temple.

A vegetarian strokes across the wheel, buzzing spinning through the dark corridor. Turning around a corner, the evening light stained the palace built on the mountain, quiet and glorious, the chanting of the scriptures came from far away.

Coming to the main entrance of the palace, the white barefoot tread too high the threshold, the neat end of the thousands of monks in the palace sitting in the vast palace, chanting the scriptures fluctuating, suddenly calm down.

The old monk with a long brow sitting on the high platform said, “Amitabha Buddha, the sea is endless, turning back to shore. ”

The house was vibrating, deafening and thunderous.

Thousands of monks said together: "The sea is endless, turning back to shore. ”

A pair of eyes were attracted to the white ghost-like figure, and a single voice was not as loud and resolute as an old monk.

She passed the monks and walked to the high ground.

“Psst!”

The old monk with long eyebrows stood up, his dry body suddenly swelled up and braced himself tightly. There are three monks on the left and right, all blatantly coloring.

The seven monks of the Great Wheel Temple are about to gather their momentum, and the smell of prison pours out at her.

She came one step at a time to the high ground, and the war started, but she bypassed the high ground.

Ever since, I haven't seen the old monk with a long brow. Apart from her, all monks looked to the old monk, the old monk's forehead blue muscle was exposed, his tight fist seemed like King Kong's angry eyes, so he had to protect the demon.

The moment she rubbed herself over, she suddenly felt like she was out of breath and sat her ass back on the high stage.

When she came to the palace, she swung her sword and broke a stone gate into the palace of the unseen.

In the palace of Daxiong Bao, a monk king said: "Abbot, the Buddha enemy has invaded the Shirley Palace. Start a revolving battle! Do you desecrate the flesh of your predecessors? ”

Old Monk Longbrow asked back: "What if we start a big fight? ”

The temple was overwhelmed with emotion: "We fought with the Buddha!” “Pledge to live with the Great Wheel Temple!" ”“ Let her know that the Great Wheel Temple is not the place for her to come and go if she wants. ”

The old monk Changmei added: “Maybe you can fight with her. So what if Li Qingshan comes? ”

The monks implicitly said that most of them had not seen Li Qingshan with their own eyes, and the consequences of the first Battle of Dragon Head Mountain were no longer significant. However, the end of Ling Guo Temple is that no one knows, shocking the Buddhist disciples of the world.

Rising up over a thousand miles and throwing it in front of Dragon Head Mountain, these powers are simply unimaginable and deprive people of the courage to confront them.

The old monk had his hands together for ten years. “Whatever you want," he said. ”

She had come to the depths of the palace, just beneath the palace of Daxiong Bao. The mountain belly had been emptied and a nine-fold tall building had been erected with a dry corpse sitting on it. It was the flesh and body of successive high monks that had left behind her. Because believing in the Holy King of the Wheel, once there is no hope of flying up, a little true spirit will be reincarnated, so much flesh will be preserved.

She shook her hands and buried a dry corpse.

She recited the Three Burial Scriptures. A series of blasphemous scriptures passed through the Three Burial Clothes. The dry corpse's eyelids twinkled for a moment. Her skin color changed from yellow to white. Her collapsed face gradually became plump and red. She was no different from the living person. She rose up and knelt down in front of her. She joined the eleventh gift: "Master. ”

Three burials - living and dead, flesh and bone, reborn and transformed into death - are a way to convert to white bone.

For a moment, a dry corpse stood up, some men and women, regardless of their age at the time of sitting, recovering from their peak years. A vibrant youth, full of vitality, with a radiant glow in his eyes.

Unlike skeleton demons, which are transformed into skeletal beads, or skeleton ghosts in blood beads, they all possess the power and wisdom of life, but are merely degenerated by her and become her disciples.

Those who can place the flesh and body sherry here are the great temple monks of all times. If she walks out now, she can build a Buddhist sanctuary that does not belong to the Temple of the Spiritual Kingdom.

A monk went forward: “Master, the abbot of the great temple now, was a disciple under my door, I would like to go up with it, let him break the circle and convert under the door. ”

“What if he doesn't? ”

“It only gives him silence and invites him to be dignified. ”

The high priests walked out of the palace and shortly thereafter converted to the great temple.

……

Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows slightly. Now sometimes I really don't understand what the child is doing, making him shush. When the mind was doubtful, asked him to teach Xiao An the way of white bones, has he not gone back?

“What about Ming? ”

Gu Yan said: "Try to control the climbing vine in Dragonhead Mountain and let it communicate with Shu Luo Dao. ”

Li Qingshan nodded: “All he lacks is resources. If he can succeed, he will be able to survive four heavenly robberies soon. We can also climb the Tendo along this path. If you want to go to Shiloh Road, you can go to Shiloh Road. If you want to go to Shiloh Road, you can go to Shiloh Road, you want to go...”

His voice gradually slowed down, and an idea arose in his mind, but he was suddenly confused, vague, difficult to grasp, and had to be caught in contemplation.

He suddenly moved: “Wait, I have a good idea! It would also be in our best interest to succeed in saving the world. We can do what the dragon wants and doesn't do. ”

Gu Yanshadow's eyes flashed: “You mean..."

“Let's go to Dragon Head Mountain. ”

Pu Peng rose in the wind. Gu Yanshadow was not angry with Li Qingshan on his back: “Aren't you all right? Why don't you fly by yourself? ”

“It's so urgent, aren't you? The so-called 'powerhouse'. Also, please be nice to the heroes who are about to save the world.” Li Qingshan's legs turned apart and stabbed him on his back.

“You know, you can be really annoying sometimes. When Dragon Head Mountain arrives, get out of here! ”

Gu Yanshadow turned a white eye, and Xu Peng climbed around the heavenly vine, slowly falling towards Dragon Head Mountain.