History’s Strongest Shopkeeper

The golden light is shining, the light is gentle, the enormous power of faith, the incomparably rich, has been materialized, like the golden ocean, shrouded the pure land of Buddhism.

The pure land of Buddhism is boundless, as if it can not be seen at the end, and it is a world of the world. In the Pure Land of Buddhism, there are countless monks, sitting on the gray futons and chanting Buddhas.

"The shopkeeper, we are poor in the West, and only this piece of pure land has been steadfast through the centuries of our Western teaching."

The prospective preacher stood on the side of Zhou Yang and looked respectful and introduced.

"While Western teaching is better than Tiangong, Wubao Tianhua, Zhongling Xiuxiu, but the disciples of Buddhism are especially good at the practice of refining the body, hard-working, not afraid of difficulties, and dare to meet any challenges."

The quasi-speaker continued.

His own bodhi body has been spread in the West, and disciples of Western teaching may not be able to comprehend the mystery. However, the defense of Western teaching disciples is far stronger than other sects.

It is not that he is more adept at the practice of refining the body, but that his method of refining the body is relatively simple and easy to comprehend. Therefore, there are many Western teaching disciples who learn the method of refining the body.

"Cough and cough is not bad."

Zhou Yang couldn't help but cough a few times. He naturally could hear the meaning of selling in the words of the preacher. A saint can do this, and it requires a lot of determination.

It is necessary to mention a lot of people to pay for the rise of Western teaching. At least Laozi and Yuanshi Tianzun will develop their own sects and will not give up their faces.

At the same time, he also saw the thickness of the skin of the quasi-sacred person. Buddha is the saint of the world. He often kills the skin for the skin, but the sacred person can pull the skin. The thickness of the skin has reached the point of stunning. .

"It is indeed a sacred place of cultivation."

Zhou Yang is interested in the surrounding of a large Leiyin Temple, the morning bells and drums, endless ears, chanting Buddha sounds, and the sounds are lingering.

The Tianlong Babu World, the Condor Heroes World, and the Swordsman World of the World, the monks of these worlds have made great contributions to the rise of Wanjielou.

Zhou Yang did not mind to support them, giving them an opportunity to enter the world of Buddhism, and to cultivate their familiar people into a Buddha, still very fulfilling.

“Thank you for the owner’s compliment.”

This time, not only did the preacher ask for a series of thanks, but also looked at the Taoist people with a bitter face, and a smile on his face, thank you.

With Zhou Yang’s words, no matter whether the Buddha is the world, can you review the customs, this time the pot, they do not have to back.

"What happened in the end?"

If Buddha came to the end of the team, his face was white, in front of him, standing with all the saints, and his former Master, the Master of Heaven.

Now it is more to see the two saints in the West, including his master, and the ancestors are surrounded by a young man.

Zhou Yang only said a good word about the Pure Land Buddha State. The prospective Taoist person nodded and bowed, and he was relieved.

The quasi-sacred person is a saint, the mana is boundless, and the magical power is vast. Although he is the first person under the saint, it is clear to the Buddha that the gap between himself and the saint is like a divide, not a leap. He can’t walk under the saint. trick.

Under the saints, they are all ants.

Now the saint is actually complimenting a young man he has never seen before.

What surprised him the most was Zhou Yang’s praise of a large Leiyin Temple, which is a sacred cultivation place. Not only the thick-faced prospective Taoist, but also nodded, even the usual majesty of the Taoist people, also showed a happy, a flattering appearance.

"Jade Emperor, I don't know"

On the side of the ancient Buddha, he swallowed his throat and forced himself to calm down. He walked over to a child and smiled.

As the 'old man' who has experienced several changes in the three worlds, the ancient Buddha of the burning lamp invisibly feels that the Three Realms have to set off a huge change, far beyond the Lich War and the Great War.

The saint who is high above, because of the random praise of a young man, the surprise of the face, the transcendence of the world, is also followed by a pair of Zhou Yang-based gestures.

Such a change made the ancient Buddha of the burning lamp horrified, and finally approached the Jade Emperor and asked carefully.

He knew that he couldn't hold the saint by his voice, so he just mentioned it in a hidden way.

"You think about it yourself."

The Jade Emperor is somewhat perfunctory.

When he followed, he collected a few words of information, and how could it be easily revealed to the ancient Buddha.

"Jade Emperor?"

The small movement of the ancient Buddha, if the Buddha naturally saw it, could not help but look at it, he heard a name he did not expect.

If the Buddha is exposed to dementia, the one who is behind the Hongjun, the child of seven or eight years old, is actually the Jade Emperor, the ruler of the Three Realms?

"what happened?"

The Buddha Luo Han under the Zhou Yang group of people is even more confused. One of them is amazed. If you come to the Buddha, the ancient Buddha, the most prominent people in the Great Leiyin Temple, you will stand at the end of the team of the sky.

Such a backward position, all show that the Buddha and the ancient Buddha are the two of the lowest in the world.

"Next stop, let's go to the government."

Zhou Yang took a long time in the Daleiyin Temple and made a statement.

Zhou Yang is very interested in the six reincarnations, the secluded Huangquan, and the boundless blood.

Zhou Yang’s suggestion, naturally no one will refuse.

"Come on."

At the rear, if Buddha and the ancient Buddha of the lamp burned their teeth, they looked at each other and saw a glimmer of light from the other's eyes.

The flight speed of Zhou Yang and his party is not fast, and they are not forbidden to follow. They can keep up with them to understand the identity of Zhou Yang and his party.

The blood of the Nether.

Since being defeated by Buddha, the Church of the Styx is in the **** sea, concentrating on cultivation, cultivating the nose and the sword of Yuantu, hoping to revenge.

After thousands of years of cultivation, the Church of the Styx not only recovered the injury, but also furthered its strength. In order to test the sharpness of the two beasts and the two swords, and prepare for revenge in the future, the Styx leader has been thinking about finding an opponent. As an object of the test sword.

Even the Church of the Styx has an ideal target for the test of swords. Wukong Taoist, now only one chance.

"If you come? Burning lights? Jade Emperor?"

Deep in the **** sea, a **** Dinghe leader, his brows are slightly wrinkled. He feels that there are three familiar atmospheres in the distance. Others except Zhou Yang are all strong in the nine-order realm, and the Styx can not feel it.

If the appearance of the three Buddhas came, it would be very disturbing for the Lord of the River.

How did the Buddhist Buddha mix with the Jade Emperor, and it also appeared near the **** sea. What is this?

"I still don't mess with them."

The Lord of the Rivers converges on the breath and hides deeper into the **** sea. If there is no one in the Buddha, he will not have the magic weapon to win, let alone the ancient Buddha and the Jade Emperor. He still avoids his edge and does not contact them.

"How did you get into the blood?"

Deep in the **** sea, the main body of the Styx was stunned, and there was a horror in his eyes.

For example, the three Buddhas came straight to the sea of ​​blood, flying very slowly, stopping and stopping, as if looking for something.

With the breath of the three Buddhas, and getting closer to the depths of the **** sea, the thoughts of the rest of the Styx Church raised an uneasy thought. "If the three Buddhas do not join forces to eliminate me?"

"They want to kill me, I don't want them to be better."

The main body of the Styx was exposed to fierceness. If the three Buddhas stopped and stopped, it was obvious that they were looking for his traces, and they stepped into the depths of the blood and did not put him in their eyes.

Although he had the heart to escape, the Styx is not reconciled. Therefore, he intends to briefly confront the three Buddhas and tell the gods of the Three Realms that he can never arbitrarily pinch.

Moreover, from the speed of the Buddha's three Buddhas, the three obviously do not want to let him go, even if he flees, he may be caught up.

“嗡~” “嗡~”

The nose and the massacre in the hands of the head of the Styx Church have a murderous murderousness, and they are sprayed out like a sigh of relief, stirring the blood and the sea.

"Teacher, are you going to see what happened in front of you?"

Feeling the depths of the blood, straight into the clouds of murderous, Hong Hao and other people are slightly discolored, and the Taoist people quickly said.

The Singer of the Styx has a lot of causality with Western teaching. If it provokes something, it will definitely involve Western teaching.

There is no need to ask the Taoist to tell, the quasi-speaker will quickly fly to the depths of the blood.

"Quasi-speaker?"

The head of the Styx, who is flying towards the sky, sees a figure that suddenly appears in front of him. The pupil slams and smirks. "Is it today that is the day when I fell?"

If the three tribes of the Buddhas come together, I am afraid that they are only on the face, and the means to deal with him, the people who really suppress him, are the right people.

Although his strength has made no small progress, compared with the saints, the gap is still incalculable, and the prospective mentioner himself is not alive.

"I am passing by."

The prospective preacher glanced at the sorrowful gaze and sighed.

The Shura family is indeed the object of Western teaching, but it is limited to the strong ones below the saints. If he is a singer, he will immediately cause other saints to bounce back~www.readwn.com~Buddhist The strength is already big enough. If he personally suppresses the Ashura family, he will give other saints an opportunity to intervene, which may affect the rising Buddhism.

Now seeing the biggest obstacles that hinder the Buddhist occupation of the blood of the Nether, the Church of the Styx stands in front of the eyes. If at other times, the quasi-speaker may indeed give a lesson to the Lord of the Rivers, and create a little suppression of the King of the Bodhisattva. Opportunity.

Now Zhou Yang is reviewing the original world and cannot tolerate any mistakes.

The Lord of the River, "".

A saint passes by the blood of the Nether?

"I will not be in the **** sea, drowning and dying?"

The head of the Styx is very incomparable, and the voice is cold and the opposite is asked.

The quasi-speaker said that passing by, it is better to say that he flew from the sky with flying.

When is the Netherland Blood Sea so attractive that it can attract saints to watch?

"This time, not only did I come, but my brother took the lead."

The prospective evangelist sees the look of the Lord of the River, and also knows that the Lord of the Rivers wants to be poor, and can not help but explain.

Only his words, only half of it, was interrupted by the sorrowful waters of the river. "Do you want to tell me that the Taoist people have come, even the Heavenly Master, Yuanshi Tianzun, Laozi, they have come."

The quasi-speaker heard the words, subconsciously nodded slightly, and looked slightly different, but it was really guessed by the Styx.

The Lord of the River, "".

You think that the blood sea is the Purple Palace, and the saints pass by here.

"Do you want to mad at me and inherit my Ashura family?"

The main face of Tongtian teaches black, his eyes are red, and he is breathing quickly, roaring. "You can't think about it!"

The referee, "".