Ten years of Buddhist practice, one thought becomes enchanted: the beginning of refining Leifeng Pa

The source is constant, and the black ring!

......

Blink your eyes.

The tree bodies that the Tree striking millennium repaired is completely swallowed by this handle!

With the income of this force, there is no peace of mind.

After the killing of the magic Buddha statue, there was a vague body shape, and there were countless evil ghosts.

Tree is not wrong.

The other party, this is the real devil!

On the occasion of the eloquence, it lying on the ground and looked at the heart of the killing Buddha statue in front.

Looking at each other, the magic Buddha showed the eyes.

It was inexplicably thought of this battle for five hundred years ago.

I thought that I was in Lan Ruoyi, I saw, broken the sky.

And the monkey that has been finally fighting.

......

This moment, the tree is finally understood.

The sound is like a sad.

"I understand. You are debt."

"You are for five hundred years ago, that monkey was debated."

"Like you, it is true demon."

"You will not succeed. The god Buddha will not let you succeed. Five hundred years ago, the monkey was defeated ... You must go to fail!"

Thane.

The tree is sudden, and the neck is shouted.

If you say, it is like a period of secrets about five hundred years ago.

The rear of Yan Chixia, heard this, only foggy water.

It is no heart to listen, but the expression is much change.

However, there is no nonsense.

At this time, a breeze passed.

The tree below is, and the figure is directly blown by this autumn wind.

It has become a robbery, dispel between the heavens and the earth.

After a long time, there is no heart to be two palms, like answering his question, but like it is muttering,

"This world, come, struggle, then it is enough.

Why do you care about the end? "

However, he is also destined to have a reply.

Really reply to him, only a swager.

I have no heart to hear, and turn it back, look at it.

The sword is Yan Chixia.

He is also full of dignity at this time.

"Monk, what exactly ... is it a person, or a devil?"

"People, or magic, have big differences."

"If people, everything is good, if it is a magic ..."

Yan Biarian frowned.

The speech is full of dignity.

He wants to say, it is a magic, then it will be undoubted.

But I saw the killing magic Buddha statue of the magic flames behind him, but I can't say it.

Pressure, like the mountain sea.

It was actually letting him take the sword, and it began to shake slightly.

But good, next moment.

These pressures have disappeared with the dispel of the magic Buddha statue.

I have no heart, I also turned, I looked at Yan Bianexia, smiled and said.

"The donor is not in the outside world, this is the choice of this Lan Ruo Temple."

"Human Dynasty, Demon Road ... It is actually a nonsense.

I am in my way. "

I am here to myself? !

Yan Biansia listened, he was treated.

This moment, I only feel that there is a thunderstorm.

I have been in confusion in his heart, I finally spread at this moment.

......

Yan Bixia was in the original place.

Falling into meditation.

And I have no heart to see this scene, but I didn't say anything.

Instead, I will go back to the Lan Ruo Temple that has been broken again.

I read a Buddha.

The eyes are full of compassion and compassion.

Don't misunderstand, he is compassionate at this moment, not for this fall, has broken Buddha statue.

Instead, under the Buddha, there are thousands of Sensen white bones.

"Ning is the Taiping dog, do not make a chaos. All, this world, suffering ... Let the poor, send you to the elasticity."

I am very angry, the plate is finally sat down in front of this Buddha.

I started to make a big compassion.

For a time, the Vatican bursts, spread throughout the mountain.

The killing magic Buddha appears again.

This time.

In the eyes of the Buddha, it is full of sadness.

Great Buddha

There is a scent of the King Kong, and there is a bodhisattva. .

Chapter 17

15, merits Xia Guang, half-step Jin Jigang [seek flower flowers, ask for collection ~]

The road is swaying.

This time, the Buddha is dazzling, but it is no longer a thorn.

Instead, it is full of softness.

And under such a Buddhist map.

In the Buddha, the soul of death, the body of the body, has also begun to gradually dissipate.

The original pain or the look of the pain, finally faded.

Finally recovered the Qingming.

One, two ...

In short half time, the time is less.

There were thousands of death climbed from the dead cave under this Buddha.

However, after this death is awake, but I didn't leave directly, but I worshiped up in my heart.

"Thank you for your holy, life-saving !!"