God-Level Choice

But when you come to the Buddha statue, you can't see it, especially standing behind the giant statue, you only feel that the Buddha statue is like a golden mountain.

I don't know the true face of Mount Lu, but I'm only on this mountain. Chu Feng couldn't help sighing.

Master Nengxiu smiled and said: "Amitabha, Master Xu Ling really spoke. Some things need to be seen from a distance. But in the eyes of my Buddhist disciples, there is not much difference whether it is a mountain or a statue."

Chu Feng said in his heart, if you say that, why do you still want to erect this Buddha statue? It is not as good as erecting a mountain. Maybe I saw through Chu Feng's thoughts, the master who can repair waved his hand, and the Buddha statue collapsed into a rocky mountain

Chu Feng hurriedly said: "Master can fix it, don't do this, it's wrong now."

"The Buddha is a mountain, and the mountain is a Buddha, there is no difference. I was wrong, not you." After finishing the repair, he said: "The light of the Buddha must be collected on the top of the Buddha statue. I hope someone with a predestined relationship will follow me up the mountain.

He raised his hand again, and the golden light shot out. He only saw the back of Foshan, which was reflected into a straight and flat road by the golden light. People were amazed. The masters who can handle this don't know what it is. He waved the mountain away, and raised his hand to open the way. If this ability is in the imperial world, even the emperor, emperor, and heavenly king are no more than that.

People followed Neng to the top of the mountain. Because of the collapse, the head of the Buddha statue became a broken platform.

Chu Feng sighed heartily, the original good Buddha statue was made like this because of his own words. He did apologize, but there were too many monks. It is really admirable to cut flesh and cross people, destroy people like cross people, and only harm people. But Chu Feng didn't dare to talk too much, for fear that it could handle other things.

When people stand still, they can practice and say: "Don't be impatient, poor monk, please take the Buddha's light."

Master Nengxiu came to the center of the platform and bowed to the sky. Then, he took out a piece of Gold's relic, and it immediately flew up into the air, forming a beam of light that soared into the sky. The beam was as thick as a man's body, and it went straight into the sky, but it didn't know how high it was.

Chu Fengren suddenly felt that the light beam was full of the power of Buddha, standing not far from the light beam. There is an uncontrollable longing for Buddha in their hearts, as if they heard the voices of countless people chanting scriptures from outside.

I turned around and said, "Buddha light is limited, only people can enter and exit. Master Xu Ling, Prince Xiling, Grandma Chu, you people, who will enter?"

Chu said: "No, dressing up as an old woman is a kind of cover-up. Men who are afraid of smelly people pay attention to themselves." Now it's self-defeating, and the master who can repair is also a man. Seeing that he is so ugly, he is afraid of falling behind in the competition between people.

So, she quickly raised her plain hand, squeaked, tore off the camouflage on her face, revealing a beautiful face suitable for Renjiao and Chen, blowing her fragile and smooth skin. She smiled and said: "The little woman is the master of the master."

Chu Feng said in a heart-to-heart, shameless, when meeting useful people, he doesn't show too much on his face, this (beloved by the king) Chu is really a character. On Foshan, the road is astonishing, from a distance, it looks like a straight golden thread falling from the sky.

Although this kind of light is huge, it is slender and only allows people to enter. And under the column, there is a predestined person.

The monk in the linen cloth, looking so common, could repair the master, standing at his feet, with a silky smile on his face, but he couldn't see what was in his eyes. People who scoff at the world are probably tired of profit. .