Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan was silent for a long time, waved his hand and turned away.

Qian Rong’s lips are slightly curved, scarlet and dazzling, and deep worship: “I will spread the gospel, and my king’s compassion will be passed on to the demon domain, and will be known to all the demons. They will be your most loyal and fanatical. Warrior."

Then he sat up with satisfaction and walked down the mountain.

Li Qingshan held his head in his head, deeply and deeply gazing at the black circle inlaid with Phnom Penh, overlapping with his dark eyes.

Finally, there is only one person left here.

Like an ascetic monk, sitting on the rock in the mountains, I fell into a long-term meditation.

In an instant, the situation is changing, Baiyun Cang dog.

Haohao soup, endless aura of heaven and earth, toward this plateau, this lonely peak, this man, brought together.

When Qian Rongqi just stepped down the plateau and looked back, I saw the long light of the aura that was visible to the naked eye in the sky. The aurora changed like a fascinating light. I sincerely admire: "It is a magnificent sight!"

The tens of thousands of miles of the demons can clearly see and indulge in the beauty that has never been seen before.

The ups and downs of the long river are the ups and downs of his ups and downs. From time to time, a round of vortex is stirred up, which is his stirring thoughts.

"does it worth?"

With the enlightenment of the law of the magic domain, he clearly foresaw the future, saw how his statue broke out, put on gold foil, and sent it to the magnificent palace. I also saw people devout and fanatical, and fell down at the feet of the gods, full of pain and hope.

"But what I can give them is just destruction!"

From the beginning to the end, he only wants to take his own path, so he is not willing to establish too deep contact with others.

Hatred and hostility are of course a kind of embarrassment, but those horrible enemies will inspire his fighting spirit, let him break free from ease and enjoyment, bravely improve, kill and decisively, cruelly destroy all obstacles, step on the enemy's body. Happy to laugh.

The most difficult thing to deal with is the gentle affection. Those who are wholeheartedly for him, those who are willing to give everything for him.

Therefore, I don’t want to be a "savior" and swallow the "black day magic". It’s been killed by the generals of the nine days, and it’s all the way he chose. He doesn’t need anyone to thank him and reward him. .

If this is really a sacrifice ceremony, then he does not mind being a proud sacrifice.

"I don't know if the cold star is in the air. I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood."

However, if it does not evoke all the demons, this war is impossible to win. Instead, it will be in great confusion because of the continuous integration of the two worlds.

From the beginning of his step, it is not just his own business, he is the first of all sins, the source of all evils is the group!

He deeply sinks his heart into the depths of the demon domain. The billions of people have deposited hundreds of millions of pains and resentments like the vast seas, not eager for redemption, but only for revenge. It doesn't even matter who revenge, but only wants to drink blood and soul.

"It’s better to burn than to die!"

Li Qingshan’s voice sounded cold and stalwart, echoing between the mountains.

Qian Rongzhen owes a gift: "You are the will, it is my destiny."

Eucalyptus to lonely garden

A breeze blows through the bodhi tree, and the thousand branches and leaves reverberate together, with the sound of metal color, forming a wonderful piece of music.

However, today's tone is different from that of the weekdays. It is a little less Zen, and a little more.

The Buddha is holding hands and closing his eyes, raising his eyes, screaming at his eyes, hands clasping his hands, paying tribute and smiling. "Teacher, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come innocent. Don't you have to lecture in alchemy today?"

If someone else hears this sentence, it will be a great surprise. Anyone can be called a teacher by the Buddha.

I saw that the person who came is a Taoist, but with a white hair and a ruddy childish face, the crane is fluttering with a smoke and smoke. In the blink of an eye, it is no different from ordinary vulgarity.

However, this old road is the ancestor of Taoism, and the teacher of the cents is too old.

Contrary to the Buddha’s Guangfa and the Pudu sentient beings, he has always learned the mixed fruit in the Heavenly Palace, except for the occasional Tiandi

A few pots of medicinal herbs, for the masses to explain the mixed fruit and fruit, never participate in the world. The last time I met with the Buddha, it was tens of thousands of years ago.

He knows that he is rejecting the title of "teacher", and the other party will still insist on it, and he will accept it. As the Romans do, the hands are in ten, and they have a gift, opening:

"The Emperor of Heaven sees the demon star, the robbery is open, and the feast is commemorating the ministers, and they are discussing the things of the devil. I am specially ordered to visit the world."

The Buddha slightly decapitated and accepted the title of "World Respect" and smiled: "He will probably live soon!"

"It’s so fast, and I took out the bear skin, and walked around the palace all day, but I didn’t see the sword at the waist.” Taishang Laojun shook his head and smiled. As for the whereabouts of the sword, He is naturally well aware.

The Buddha was surprised: "It won't be the same as the elk!"

Taishang Laojun nodded his face and said: "I have a special look, it is really that one."

The two laughed together, and laughter stirred a tree of Bodhi leaves.

"That's really awkward."

"Your Majesty always feels that the first two big robberies are winning, and blame you for breaking his good deeds. So I am going to pass you a sentence to you: Heaven is hard to break, and again and again, no more than four."

"It is obviously the teacher's idea."

"If you don't, I won't do it."

"That is also a helpless thing, and I am deeply guilty of people. But please rest assured, this time, I will no longer be alive."

According to their realm, any trace of memories will not become indifferent with time. Every time I think about it, it is no different from being there. The emotions felt from it are also a million times that of ordinary people. They can understand the ignorance and despicableness of the world, but the world cannot understand their wisdom and compassion.

Of course, the Emperor of Heaven, the Buddha, or the ability to limit, nothing to do, to "the heavens and the earth for the chessboard, the sentient beings for the chess pieces" pride, but the mortal "the emperor with the golden flat" of the illusion.

"The Emperor of Heaven is a descendant of Fuxi's after all! You have no regrets."

Taishang Laojun took the hand and stood ~www.readwn.com~ I don’t know what I thought of. Between the hustle and bustle, the figure seems to be very tall, and it is connected with the sky, and it is above the avenue, from an unattainable height. Overlooking everything. Another blink of an eye, but at the same time it is only a seven-footed body, a veteran full of fireworks.

Extremely ordinary and extremely great, extremely weak and extremely strong, do nothing and do everything, the two opposite realms and feelings, the perfect unity in him.

The Buddha praised: "The teacher is even further! If the teacher does not come to see me, I will also go to see the teacher and be taught again."

"There is no end to the road, mysterious and mysterious, it is difficult to name. Unfortunately, you are only interested in the world, you can't see everything I see. Wisdom is only a means for you. If you can look away from all beings Moving away, watching the world with me, the wisdom I get must be far better than this." Taishang Laojun can not regret the road.

"With the wisdom of the teacher, nature is not willing to stick to the world. But we are also one of the sentient beings. Lotus is born in the mud. It is made by heart, by heart, without beings, and the world is meaningless. As long as you and me If you can still understand the suffering of all beings, you will not be able to escape."

"I have never argued with you."

"The good guys don't argue, the defenders are not good. The faith is not beautiful, the beautiful words don't believe. The bad is not beautiful, just like me."

Under the tacit agreement, it is a disagreement that cannot be reconciled after millions of years.

Between words, the process of the world’s robbery rushed forward. To be continued.