Take the Department Store Back To the Three Kingdoms

Amphibious conference venue.

The scriptures have been appraised.

The eminent monks only worship, and their eyes are red with fanatical worship.

Now Yuan Tan can say that as long as he knocks on himself, he is the Tathagata Buddha.

The mature scripture system after 1,800 years is more than shocking to the monks 1,800 years ago, it is simply a subversion.

Xuanmu looked at the sutra table in his hand, which read:

The Three Zang Sutras, the Buddhist scriptures, the Western Heavens Sutra, and the Bodhisattva Sutra.

Bodhisattva Commandments, Treasures, Dharma and Illuminations.

Wang Longjing. There are tens of thousands of volumes of scriptures such as Benge Sutra, Great Peacock Sutra, etc.

I couldn't believe my eyes.

These verses have an additional 1,800 years of development, and the comparison is self-evident.

Everyone did not dare to breathe.

Yuan Tan smiled, "Master Xuanmu, you say, how does my scripture compare with your Western Heaven?"

"I...I..." Xuan Mu.

Zhuge Liang walked out, Yufan pointed to the past, thinking that you also have today, "The monks don't talk about it."

"It's better..." Xuan Mu finished speaking, like a discouraged ball.

Yuan Tan walked in front of Yuan Shao, Yuan Shang, and Sima Yi at this time.

The three people were full of fear.

"Father, I'm sorry, but I didn't make you feel mad all the time."

Yuan Shao grabbed his hair fiercely, what's wrong with this? I would rather have intermittent memory loss,

"Third brother, I understand your mood at the moment."

Yuan Shang cried, you understand a woolen thread. Speaking of which, thousands of knives were prepared, and his eldest brother was broken into pieces with the order, and even a knife could not work hard.

Now even if Yan Liangwenchou led thousands of dead men, who dare Yuan Shao to say something? Now whoever dares to touch a single hair of Yuan Tan, the people below will tear them to pieces.

"Zhong Da." Yuan Tan looked over.

Sima Yi: (><), he doesn't want to listen to Yuan Tan's words, because he feels bitter in his heart.

When he heard this strategy, he was shocked. He didn't expect Yuan Shao and Yuan Shang to come up with such secret and cruel tricks.

Thousands of mistakes were made by the eldest son without a lower limit.

How could he have such supreme scriptures?

The thousands of eminent monks present can be said to have completely covered the world of scripture without blind spots.

No one has heard of these verses.

Then there is only one thing that can be proved, and that is written by the eldest son.

Others can't write a single book in their entire life. He did well and wrote a bunch of them, more than what he wrote in Xitian a thousand years, and more importantly, he took the time to write.

If you can take so much time to do so, how can you keep these monks alive?

Buddha blushes in the sky, right?

Just die.

You alone are enough to support the western sky, and the eastern sky can also support it.

Everyone is more than irritated, it is a great irritation.

"Eldest son, really a saint. The gods sent to the world."

"The big young man is the eternal **** of dripping!"

"Provide the East to the sky, and cultivate the fruit!" the common people shouted.

Yuan Shao didn't expect that he didn't clean up the boss, but instead aroused his reputation.

See the sound of millions of people rushing.

I know that I have lost all hope, the ruler is the minister and the father is the son. If something happens in the future, I am afraid that people will not support him as a father.

Fortunately, I didn't choose to do it directly. If it weren't, I really wouldn't be able to get off the stage. Even if Yuan Tan is caught, he must be released. Isn't it even more embarrassing.

(×_×)

It passed.

Yuan Shang and Sima Yi shivered under Yuan Tan's gaze, and even the dead men who had no emotions lowered their eyes.

"Ma Ming." Yuan Tan looked over.

"The disciple is here." Master Ma Mingguo worshipped to the ground in an extremely pious eleventh ceremony.

Yuan Tan picked up a scripture, turned it over, and said, "It seems that this place will not be called Da Lei Yin Temple in the future."

Ma Ming was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly realized. The Great Leiyin Temple was modeled after the Western Heavens. Now the Great Lord has become a Buddha and became a sacred place, creating the Eastern Heavenly Paradise. This place will be a holy land from now on, so it is not necessary to follow the Western Heavenly name.

So this name needs to be changed.

Yuan Shao and the others looked up at the mountains, naturally knowing that the name was changed, and it would be known through the ages, increasing the popularity of the people. But who can compete with Yuan Tan now?

"Grand Master, please give a name to the Holy Land." Ma Ming is from Tianzhu after all, and now he is successful in the east, and faintly higher than the west, he can't resist, his face is a little pale.

"Just call Shaolin Temple." Yuan Tan thinks this name is good, full of homesickness.

Shaolin Temple?

Everyone looked at each other.

Why is it called Shaolin Temple? What's the meaning? It must be because of our simple ways, we haven't realized it yet.

So Shaolin Temple became the sacred place of the East Heaven, the place where the Great Lord became Buddha, and it was on the same level as the Great Leiyin Temple of the West Tianling Mountain.

After pacifying everyone, Yuan Tan faced Xuan Mu.

This old monk was extremely questioning just now, just waiting to rub Yuan Tan on the ground.

"Xuan Mu, what do you say?"

Xuanmu trembled when he heard the words. Someone just said that Xitian would come to him to learn from him. It was too arrogant.

But now it seems that they are still very low-key.

For Xuanmu, everything he experienced today was like a dream.

You know, he came to Middle-earth with great enthusiasm. In his thoughts, the Chinese people must pay their respects, begging to follow him to learn from the West.

Who knows.

Natou then prayed, and the eleventh ceremony, "Pray the eldest son to pass down the Eastern Great Holy Scriptures and me to the Western Heaven."

The common people (;°○°) all looked up and looked at everything that happened above. The old man was really ridiculous. Everyone else went to Xitian to learn the scriptures, and Xitian really wanted to come to the old man to learn the scriptures.

Please take our kneecaps, and millions of people worship together.

Wherever Yuan Tan glanced over, Yuan Shao and others shivered and couldn't speak.

In this case, Yuan Tan looked at Xuanmu, "If you want to learn from the sutras? You want to learn, but I don't want to pass it."

Turned away.

what!

Seeing everyone's expressions, no one can stop him from pretending to be forced at this moment.

Xuanmu stood up and wanted to catch up.

"Enough!" He shouted sharply.

Xuanmu was taken aback.

Yuan Tan also stopped and turned around to look.

The eyes of other people also gathered in the past.

Xuan Mu saw a group of disciples he had brought, and it was because of these disciples that he could come here safely.

The big disciple Jia Luo walked out against the scar on his big bald head, dissatisfied: "Master, you are the national teacher of Tianzhu, the representative of Xitian, and the person trusted by thousands of masters. How can you ask for one in such a low voice? Native? Where is your dignity, what is your backbone?"

"This..." Xuan Mu.

The second disciple Juna Ye also walked out, "Master, the glory of the Western Heaven is all on you."

Gen Mu took a deep breath.

Be strong!

Xuan Mu was ashamed.

Why did he ask Yuan Tan?

Don't you just want to go back with the truth and accomplish something great?

Now think about it, the disciples still have the backbone. All glory and great deeds are floating clouds, and this is in line with the four being empty.

"Amitabha Buddha." Xuan Mu had an epiphany. Bodhi does not have a tree, and a mirror is not a platform. There is nothing at all, where can the dust be caused, "I am the one who made the image."

The disciples looked at Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother with admiration, together with their mentor, and coldly looked at Yuan Tan.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and after sighing, they had to give a thumbs up.

Xuanmu's apprentice, Galo, Junaye, is good, much more spineless than his master.

Although he is from Tianzhu, he also admires it from the heart.

Under the gaze of the people's admiration, he saw Jia Luo rushing to Yuan Tan in small steps, and he was in eleventh ceremonies, and then he bowed to his head and said piously:

"Lord Lord, many mistakes are made by my mentor. If he doesn't pass on his true scriptures, please let him pass down the true scriptures to me. Let me act as the older son and save all living beings!"

what?

Xuanmu sat on the ground at once.

Everyone was trembling.

Xuanmu erupted in a blink of an eye, **** it! You said you want to make Lao Na have the backbone, what about your backbone? I’m the representative. Are you guys just jumping out of the rocks? Each of you is also a master, what about your backbone?

You made me empty, and instead of asking, you posted them instead. Can you be a man? Really not at all?

Everyone was shocked ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ including Yuan Shao, Yuan Shang, Zhuge Liang, Sima Yi and them.

Of course, they immediately understood why Jia Luo did what they did. This is the truth, take it back, and return to Tianzhu, that status...

Yuan Tan's look of contempt.

Jia Luo's face is hot, but he also has his own explanation, everything is for the purpose of saving sentient beings, saying: "My mentor has the wrong first, so he is no longer qualified to learn from the experience. The great master has unlimited merits and shines on all things!"

Jiunaluo said: "That's right, that's it. Passing down these scriptures, there are boundless merits." He sang: "The great master can be called the Eastern Buddha, the father of merit."

Ah puff~.

Xuanmu vomited blood out, and found that he was really going to be empty.

Yuan Shao, Yuan Shang, and Sima Yi glanced at each other, and so did they. With the addition of Xuanmu, it happened that all four of them were empty.