Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

With the sound of the wooden fish, getting closer and closer, a boat with a leaf appears in the eyes of everyone.

Down the river, there is a gray man on the top, and the whole seems to be escaping from the world, giving people the feeling of being a clean place.

Xiao Chen’s heart is not fixed, this is the sorghum of Putuo Mountain, and its temperament is at least the same as the role of King Kong.

“Putuo Mountain...”

The face of King Kong's law-protection became dignified. One of the three great caves of the Tomb of the Sea, the temple is full of Buddhism, and even has a four-level temple.

In fact, he was not surprised. When he showed the secret of Black Lotus, he guessed that he would alarm Putuo Mountain.

I just didn't expect that the people who came would be so fast.

Then there is no need to say that this person is gray and sultry, it must be from the Great Temple.

Only the sorghum of the Sipin Temple can come so fast, and the pressure on him is so great.

If it is a weekday, he does not mind, put on a fight, higher than the other.

But now, it is not good. After a short stay, there will be more people coming.

boom!

Suddenly, King Kong’s law-protection method quickly shot and saw countless scriptures surrounding a black Buddha’s hand.

Towards that leafy boat, the cockroaches pressed down.

Under the oppression of the Buddha's hand, the air was squeezed and it has not really fallen. The water below the boat slowly fell and was under tremendous pressure.

"Amitabha!"

With a slogan, the gray robes were holding wooden fish and tapping gently.

With the sound of the wooden fish, a burst of powerful Buddha light and sound waves blend together and radiate out.

With a loud bang, I saw the black bergamot, and under the impact of the Buddha's light, it suddenly exploded and disappeared.

The gray-clothed monk looked up and found that there was no figure of King Kong's law-protection. I didn't know the man and went there.

He did not intend to chase, this King Kong guardian strength is there.

Although it is higher than that person, but the other side wants to go, he is also powerless, too lazy to bother.

When the eyes were swept away, the gray-clothed monks saw Xiao Chen, who was on the surface of the sea, suffering.

Slightly smile, with a quiet and peaceful taste, fluttering to the side of Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen quickly got up and prepared to thank for the help of life. Who knows that just standing up to half, the body has a painful burning pain, and he has to go down.

"Small donor, you are burned by the magical flames of the cult verses, you don't have to be polite."

When the voice fell, the gray-clothed monks kept pointing on Xiao Chen’s head and chanting the scriptures. The white Buddha light, which has been continuously broken, appears from his hands and flows into Xiaochen.

Xiao Chen felt a warmth in the whole body, and the skin was still itchy. Not only the burns were all good, but the internal injuries suffered before were also restored.

It’s amazing.

"Thank you for the Master, the help of life, no way to report."

The gray-clothed monk smiled and said: "It is a great merit to save the people and win the seven-level floating battalion.

Buddhism practice, pay attention to merit, ambition and incense.

The merits of saying good things are good things, of course, the truth is obviously not that simple. As the merits increase, the Dharma will continue to deepen, which is a very mysterious process.

The ambition of the Kunlun world is to send a big ambition, and then continue to work hard for it, and wait until the ambition is completed, you can reborn.

Incense is to develop believers and let more people feel the stalwart and extraordinary of the Buddha. To put it simply, it is to absorb the power of faith and increase its willingness.

Xiao Chen was very fortunate to have met a sorghum who majored in merit. If he majored in other monks, he might not have such a good face.

"Small donors don't have to be too pretentious, and I look at the donors. It is also a deep-rooted Buddhism.

Xiao Chen’s heart was a meal. The other party said that he should have cultivated the Buddha’s heart when he recently practiced the Moyer’s knife.

"It doesn't matter, in the downstream, it has won some Buddhist martial arts, not the person who really cultivated Buddha."

The gray coat is awkward: "It turns out that it is so good, but the cultivation can be so exquisite enough to prove that it really has a relationship with my Buddha. If you have any interest, let me go to the Xuanguang Temple of Putuo Mountain..."

This is to be accepted.

Xiao Chen turned to read, and he understood the idea of ​​gray clothes.

It is obviously impossible to let yourself be a monk. I quickly thanked each other for their kindness and took out my recommendation letter.

On the surface itself, it is Dong Xuanshan, which is already in the first place.

"Unfortunately, you are full of Huigen. If you enter my Buddhist temple, you will benefit a lot. In fact, you can also be a vulgar disciple, so that the rules and regulations will be much less... In the future, you can also go downhill to marry your wife and children." The robes, who did not give up completely, continued to persuade.

"Hey, vulture, not right, it is a master. Master, Xiao Ke is also injured, can you take care of it."

The iron hand on the sea piled up a smile, tried to make a good look, and wanted to win trust.

But his face, born to be fierce, still do not laugh.

The gray man was stunned and turned and smiled: "Under the mystery, the donor is not a Buddhist man, just call the law number."

After that, he gently recited a verse. Gently raise your hand, and a gentle Buddha light pours out from the clouds and falls on the iron hand.

The injury suffered by the hand of the iron hand was immediately recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hey, the master's "Save the Mantra" is really high, admire and admire." Iron handed Milo had a physical activity, feeling great, no praise.

The mysterious look is peaceful and whispered: "The inner heart of the donor, the resentment is deep, the hatred is full, the magic barrier has become. In the future, the light is difficult to advance, but the fire is enchanted."

Iron hand Luo Songyan's face is a sinking, his eyes are changing, a little unexpected, this eye-catching, eyesight will be so amazing.

He himself did not know, closing his eyes every day, is a member of the **** pirate group, a picture of tragic death. It has already become a magical obstacle. It seems that there is no heart and lungs. In fact, it is already a walking dead.

"Master of mystery, what is your opinion?" asked the iron hand Luo Zhen.

Mysteriously shook his head gently: "If you can't make it, you can't understand it. If you want to let go, you can follow me, go to Xuanguang Temple, ten years, you should be able to resolve the inner barrier of the donor."

Iron hand 阎罗 heard, can not help but smile: "Ten years of time, it is really not long, but Laozi is free. I would rather die in the fire, not to go to any temple, shaving as a monk. Master, your kindness I have a heart."

The master of mysteriousness, with a smile, turned to look at Xiao Chen, not too lightly asked: "Small donors, can you tell me why Black Lotus teaches you thousands of miles to kill and slay, and also sends out the squad of King Kong."

Xiao Chen looked a sinking, and the masters of the mysterious words talked, the eyes, looking directly at themselves.

Among the eyes, it is like being able to pass through all the true and false in the world.

He has an inexplicable sense of foreboding. If he is out of sand, he may be forcibly brought back to the Xuanguang Temple of Putuo Mountain.

"I do not know either."

Xiao Chen smiled and replied.

When the voice fell, the invisible pressure disappeared, and the master of the mysterious man nodded: "Thank you for the donor, tell the truth, and dispel the misunderstanding."

Xiao Chen does not know, this is the biggest truth. If you find other excuses, it is estimated that the trouble is really big.

"This is going to Dong Xuanshan, there is still a distance, old and aunt, send you."

Xiao Chen’s heart is happy: “So very good, trouble the master of mystery.”

Anyone who knows the black lotus, who does not know, will not appear again. There is a master escort, enough to ensure safety, naturally better.

After two hours, the situation changed suddenly, and the team that Black Lotus taught at other intersections was all gathered.

"The Son, he was saved by a monk from Mount Putuo. Now, you should enter somewhere in the sky."

The original injury of the King Kong protector, to the white clothes such as snow, the dust-free Ming Xuan Shengzi, explained.

Ming Xuan Shengzi thoughtfully: "It seems that he has a plan, knowing that we can't enter the hole, and we are planning to hide here for a while."

As for how long it takes to hide, it is not known, maybe one year, maybe ten years.

One thought of this, Black Lotus teaches everyone, can not help but frustrated, the time limit for teaching respect is obviously not too long.

"I think it's good, but you think you can't catch you when you hide in the hole. It's a big mistake."

Ming Xuan Shengzi no expression, whispered.

The four King Kong guardians said that they were puzzled and asked: "What is the view of the Son?"

"I have my own way, you first return to the Holy Mountain, as the teachings show the situation." Ming Xuan Shengzi is not willing to say more, can look at the bamboo in the chest, not too difficult to look like.