God-Level Exchange System

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After a lap, it was an hour later.

Standing in the side hall of Hall Of Great Strength, Song Fei thanked him, “Thank you Master 100 for coming out to accompany me to wait for the mediocrity to burn incense, not grateful.”

“Amitabha.” Said with a smile, “This poor monk is just a bhikkhu. It is the donor who looks at this poor monk.”

“After the ceremony has been completed, leave first.” Standing at the gate of the temple, Song Fei cup one fist in the other hand said.

“I don’t know where the donor is going,” he forgot to ask.

Song Fei said with a smile: “Junior came, mainly with a heart of Buddha, for the Buddha. Now I see that there is such a 10000 1000 Buddha in Thunder Sound Temple. One after another worship is here. Until tomorrow is fine, come to the temple again to worship. “

I forgot to keep my eyes rolling. If I really have a reverent Buddha heart, I will not be so casual when I worship the Buddha just now. Of course, the person who can be the abbot of the commandment hall is the most majestic person in the temple and can deter. The entire Thunder Sound Temple would not have been elected by simple people.

I forgot to keep the original expression of kindness, and thought for a while, and said, “I have no room in the Thunder Sound Temple. If you are the main accommodation of Shi, you might as well stay in the room of my temple and wait for the poor monk tomorrow to accompany you. Worship Buddhism. “

“Hong long long!” Right here, the earth suddenly shook like an earthquake.

Song Fei was shocked, and felt that the shaking was unusual, as if a giant hand was playing with the earth, causing the earth to tremble.

“What’s going on? Someone can’t do it in Thunder Sound Temple?” Song Fei solemnly asked, “Isn’t it Evil Sect? Master, if there are Evil Sect people here, it’s incumbent.”

“It’s okay, I’m afraid it’s just an occasional earthquake. The donor’s relaxation is just that.” Forgetful words were authentic.

No matter how he covered it, the panic that had just flashed in his eyes couldn’t hide Song Fei’s eyes.

“Donor, the guest room is ready, please go here,” he forgot to say.

“Hehe, don’t work for the Master.” Song Fei said, “I am a vulgar underneath, and the common things in my heart are unbroken. If I live in the monastery, I will contaminate the quiet atmosphere of this monastery, and we will leave. . “

After speaking, Song Fei greeted 4 people from Heavenly Sword Sect and strode away towards the temple.

“Tomorrow this poor monk awaits the donor again.” Forgetful words looked at Song Fei’s back.

Halfway through, all of a sudden, Song Fei turned around and looked at Wang Chen and said, “Dare to ask Master Gui Geng?”

Forgetful words looked at Song Fei’s eyes and said, “Amitabha, the monk has lived for a full 2 ​​1000 600 years, and no longer gains fruit, fearing to fall into reincarnation again.”

“Hahaha, Master. Why do you don’t cultivate Taoism?” Song Fei said with a smile, “If Master needs cultivation Taoism, I even have Heaven Grade cultivation technique here, and I have a relationship with Master. If Master needs, This cultivation technique can be given away for free. Master, it’s free. “

Forgetting to say that his hands were crossed, he bowed his head deeply: “Amitabha, even if there is a bhikkhu in the world, do not forget the bodhicitta.”

“The Master really has a strong willpower, but he is suddenly underway, to leave.”

Song Fei entire group slowly walked on the ground. After leaving the entire range of the temple, the entire group took off and flew up. After flying for 10000 kilometers, it fell on a small hill.

After saying the words, when I saw Song Fei’s gone silhouette, he moved and turned into a golden light and disappeared in place.

To be forgotten again, it is already in the head of the giant stone Buddha.

This huge Buddha statue is the most secret place of Thunder Sound Temple. Many monks choose to meditate and meditate in this stone statue.

This stone statue was left by the Sect Founder who founded Thunder Sound Temple. Retreating inside the stone statue can quickly understand the true meaning of Buddhism, and it can also be faster in cultivation.

Forget to speak outside a stone gate, loudly: “Disciple Forget to say, see you Sect Founder.”

An old, slightly hoarse voice came from the stone gate: “Come in.”

Forget to push away the stone gate to enter.

This is a very spacious stone chamber, filled with dozens of thunder sound temple monks. Although these people usually do not care about the world, they are the backbone of the thunder sound temple. Whenever the fate of the thunder sound temple is often determined, Happen in this stone chamber.

Sitting in the middle was a thin, old monk, wearing an old badger, with his head bare, and wrinkles all over his face. The beard on his chin was even more sparse, and there were few.

This is like an old man who is about to die.

But precisely, such a person is sitting in the middle of many people, showing his identity.

Forgetful words folded into the hands of the people in the stone chamber: “Disciple Forgetful words, meet you Sect Founder.”

“No courtesy,” said the oldest monk in the middle. “Have you seen the young man with blood energy?”

“Sao Founder Sect Founder, I saw you.” Forget to say, then, forget to say all the words and actions of the entire group one after another.

The Wuzi generation is a very high generation of Thunder Sound Temple. There are less than ten monks in the entire Thunder Sound Temple.

After listening to it, Wuxing asked, “So, he just said he wanted to see forgetfulness and Yizheng?”

“Exactly.” Forget to say, “apart from this, disciple did not understand the specific purpose of his coming.”

“Strange!” Wu Xing’s brow frowned into a Sichuan word, and then saw a monk calmly and asked softly, “Forget it, you are the abbot of Thunder Sound Temple, who is in charge of the entire Thunder Sound Temple. What are you doing? Watch this. “

What he asked was a slightly fat middle-aged monk, wearing a yellow monk’s robe, holding a string of beads and sitting quietly with his eyes closed.

After being asked, he forgot his eyes and opened his eyes. First, he performed a Buddhist ritual on Wu Xing, and then said, “Yizhen is in the magic tower and feeds the demon with his body.

“Amitabha, a true demon who feeds himself, is a model for me and so on.” Forget to say his hands crossed.

“Amitabha.” The rest and the others whispered the Buddha’s horn as they forgot their words.

“Sect Founder! Yizhen and that child are really pitiful. Then Yue Tianyu was his only friend before he grew up. Why not look at his great merit and let him see Yue Tianyu.” If Song Fei is here, he must be able to The person who knows to speak is the forgetfulness that is forgotten to call a long journey abroad.

After forgetting the dust, the abbot said resolutely: “How can the land of the magic tower be allowed to enter? 10000 In the event of an accident, it will bring a huge calamity to the entire cultivation community.”

“Well,” Wang Chen sighed, knowing that his suggestion would not be accepted anyway, and then said, “Unfortunately, a child who is very young, must re-enter the cycle.”

In the middle, the most authoritative and thin old man Wu Xingdao said: “The ancestor forgets the dust, that really is a great merit. After Samsara Reincarnation this time, the merit is even greater, and it is a pity that we have been ahead of me.”

“It’s disciple clinging.” Wang Chen folded his hands and bowed his head.