Destiny’s Catalogue

"No, Lieutenant General Zhang told him not to reveal his behavior. If you bump into his secrets, you won’t care about your life. Besides, if Lieutenant Zhang doesn’t do anything, your cousin and others won’t know it. If we tell the secret, we naturally won’t retaliate against our father and son. We should have nothing to do, go back to the room to sleep, maybe we wake up and there will be good news."

Master Fang Da was so serious and authentic, and changed his name to Wei Peining.

Young Master Fang thought that this was indeed the case, but a sentence popped out from his mouth: "Daddy, you said, the Dharma is coming from the Taoist scriptures, the sage comes out, does it mean that Zixia just now?" Some trembling.

Master Fang stared with both eyes: "What nonsense! It is absolutely impossible! Go back to sleep!" The tone was extremely harsh, but it was more like Li Neifu.

Master Fang sighed, did not speak, and went back to the room with Master Fang to wash and sleep peacefully.

After lying down, the young master of the Fang family tossed and turned for a long time, and woke his wife several times. It was until midnight that Mimi fell asleep, dreaming that he was walking in the darkness, and suddenly a demon, long and long His tongue, hands formed into claws, and black and black on it, rushed towards him.

He dodges left and right, about to run back, but his ankles are tight, he lost a flat office, almost fell to the ground, looking down, there are many arms on the ground, his ankle is pale by one of them It's hard to open with a hand.

Before he had time to react, the evil spirit rushed forward and pinched his neck. He was so painful that he could not breathe well, and gradually dizzy, then watched the evil spirit throw him up and fell to a hot spot. In the pan of oil, he tasted the extreme pain, which made him involuntarily let out a scream, his heart broke, and he fell into eternal darkness.

Xian's wife woke up in shock when she heard her husband's scream in her sleep, turned her head to look, but saw her husband sitting up suddenly, looking straight ahead.

"Msang Gong? But had a nightmare?" She pushed Young Master Fang, but Young Master Fang's eyes protruded, with intense fear on her face, as if she was scared to death.

Trembling, she reached out to his nostrils, and then let out a scream.

In the middle of the night, another year, there were also screams from the courtyard.

When Wei Peining was in the small courtyard, Shi Xuan was lying on the ang, closing his eyes and adjusting his breath. By the way, he practiced Taoism. Suddenly, his primordial consciousness moved to sense what was happening in the distance, so a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the opportunity came.

After Shi Xuan quietly entered the Yuanmang Great World, he began to look for fetuses with good luck. After all, what he had to do, even if there was no rejection, he would easily be backlashed by his own big world. Find a reincarnation with strong luck. To prevent the disaster, when the matter is finished, it is estimated that it will be offset by two.

While passing through Tiannan Province, Shi Xuan found a little novice monk with strong luck, thinking that the silent method requires the cooperation of Buddhist monks, so he followed them to southern Xinjiang while waiting for the opportunity to abduct the little novice. Looking for pregnant fu.

When passing by Jiyi Town, Shi Xuan originally turned into a purple cloud and flew in mid-air, and suddenly discovered that the fetus in the belly of Wei Pei Ning in the ruined temple had the same air luck as the little novice monk Huiyuan, and they were in the same vein. A good candidate for reincarnation, Shi Xuan left a mark on the novice monk Huiyuan. He was waiting for the opportunity to reincarnate in Jiyi Town, and what Shi Xuan sensed now was the panic sent by the mark on Huiyuan.

On the edge of the wild forest, there is a ruined temple that was built here when Buddhism was still in its prestige. Unfortunately, now that Buddhism is declining and the demon is rampant, this place is also dilapidated. The Buddha statue inside collapsed and collapsed. It collapsed, and the four walls were full of holes. If the roof above the head was intact, it would not even be a shelter from the rain.

Listening to the sound of raining outside the temple, the old monk Keats moistened half of the golden Buddha statue with a sigh, as if he was facing Huiyuan beside him, and as if he was talking to himself: "Back then, the old man made a bowl. In the face of many monsters, finally built this Zen forest on the edge of this wild giant forest. He also broke through to the realm of body and consciousness. Unexpectedly, in just five hundred years, this temple, like Lao Na, has come to an end." There is nostalgia in the tone. , Also has the pain of vicissitudes of life.

Huiyuan looked at the tattered hall in front of him curiously: "Master, is this the temple your old man built?"

Keats nodded: "It's all built by old Na, brick by brick, with one hand and one foot, but it's a pity that it has been abandoned for a long time."

Seeing that Huiyuan still had a little youthful and innocent face, Keats felt a pain in his heart, "If I hadn't broken my Arhat Jin body, Huiyuan would be at the stage of laying the foundation, so he must practice and exercise in the world, why venture through this wild On the edge of the giant forest, go to the land outside the southern Xinjiang. You can directly find a deep mountain to hide and practice. As long as you don’t start a sect, build a temple, and collect disciples, the world is so big that the court will never find it!"

While thinking about this, he moped Huiyuan's head: "Old Na is injuring you and making you suffer so much."

Huiyuan smiled slyly: "What's the matter! If it weren't for Master, your old man had taken Huiyuan in, Huiyuan would have starved to death on the street and talk about suffering."

Keats laughed at himself in his heart. If it weren’t for Huiyuan’s excellent roots and good material for Buddhism practice, how could he take in a little beggar when he was too busy to take care of himself: "Okay, let’s rest. , I have to hurry up tomorrow morning." Hey, this wild giant forest is very dangerous. Even if it is on the edge, some monsters cannot be resisted by their masters and apprentices. Fortunately, they only take this one-day journey and embark on a part tomorrow. You can go out and embark on the safe road to southern Xinjiang.

Huiyuan was young, poor in physical strength, and exhausted a long time ago. Hearing what the master said, he shrank in front of the fire and fell asleep. Although Keats' cultivation base was abolished, his physical body had the strength of an ordinary martial artist due to the influence of the body consciousness he had trained, so after he hurried on his way, he barely supported him to watch the night.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, the wind is getting stronger and louder, and it is blowing loudly. In the surrounding jungle, from time to time there are stern roars of monsters, and the ruined temple is more and more quiet, and the flames of red flames let the fire. Ci seemed to return to the days when she was a teenager, when she first came to the courtyard and walked in the mundane world, the flying at that time, the joy at that time, the heroism at that time, and time was like water, but she was old and painful.

Just as Keats remembered the past, the night wind changed and became quiet. The roaring of monsters and beasts had stopped, but the wind was getting colder and colder, as if it had come from Weixia to the cold winter, even if there was fire. After heating up, Huiyuan was also awakened by the frost. Mi looked at Master blankly: "Master, it's cold."

Keats looked out of the temple with a serious face, and said one by one: "The beneficial monster has come to the door." It seems that at least it is the monster that has formed a pill, the former golden arhat, there is still some knowledge about this. .

As if to match Keats's words, the night breeze changed again, and it became a powerful black demon, whizzing in from the holes in the broken walls on all sides.

The evil spirits gathered in front of the fire and turned into an old man in Tsing Yi. His face was covered with bumps. He looked hideous and terrifying. He smiled and sat by the fire, looking at Keats and was obviously frightened. Huiyuan's, with his appearance, the temperature in the entire temple dropped a few minutes again.

Keats knew that relying on his current cultivation status, he couldn't compete with this powerful monster. He couldn't even hold his breath. There was only one hope in his heart. Seeing if he could find a chance to send Huiyuan away, he spoke calmly and said: " I don't know if the donor is looking for me, my teacher and apprentice, what advice can he give?" He is not surprised by the appearance of the man in Tsing Yi. He has seen more than hundreds of monsters in his life, and there are many strange shapes who like to transform.

The man in Tsing Yi chuckled twice: "I smelled a strong smell of human flesh from a distance, which evoked gluttons in my belly, and thought about what was going on, so he came over and took a look. It turned out to be a waste. It’s no wonder that the meat of a golden Arhat is much stronger than that of ordinary people. Tsk, I have eaten countless meats, but I have never eaten Arhat meat. I don’t know if it is particularly delicious and chewy?" There is a strong expression in his eyes. Greed.

Keats did not expect that there would be a mistake in this regard. He was really dumbfounded. The specialties and hobbies of some monsters are simply impossible to guard against. He sighed and said, "I am a kid, I am small and fleshy, with a low cultivation base, and no meat quality. Mei, also ask the donors to hold their hands high.

The man in Tsing Yi glanced at Huiyuan and said with a curled lips: "This seat is also going to take him back, let him practice well, and wait until the cultivation level is enough before eating."

Keats held the rosary in his hand and said calmly: "Although Lao Na has no longer cultivated, he still has the power to explode. Don't push people too much."

The man in Tsing Yi tiǎntiǎn his mouth with a pity: "I knew that this seat would not be so nonsense, just come in and swallow both of you. But the flesh that is not infused with fear or fear is not delicious enough, but the old monk, you think Will you not prevent this move?"

Keats's face changed slightly. It turned out that the cold wind blew by just now, and he started to recite the Buddhist scriptures. It was inconspicuous, and even the man in Tsing Yi did not find an unusual rosary. One after another emitted golden light, carrying a lot of ten thousand characters, reflected on the man in Tsing Yi, and stopped him for an instant.

At the same time, Keats exploded with great power and threw Huiyuan out of the temple from the hole. He fitted himself and rushed forward. A broken golden figure of Arhat appeared behind him, which was torn apart in the blazing golden flames.

"Isn't your Arhat gold body completely broken?" the monster roared in the divine consciousness.

Keats didn’t answer. He hugged the monster. The golden flames enveloped the golden body, the flesh and the monster together. He thought in his heart that if Luohanjin’s body were completely broken, he would have died of old age, and there would have been no chance to become a useless person. I wanted to use words to stop this little-seen monster, wait for Huiyuan to escape further, and then perform this last spontaneous golden body trick. I didn't think that this monster would not give a chance at all, so I had to take a risk and hope to kill it. Monster, so that he can not chase Huiyuan. (!.