Lord God Investigator

Li Xiaoyao sighed deeply, his lips squirmed a few times, but he couldn't say a word. He only felt that he couldn't express himself. The dream of a childhood hero was naive and ridiculous, and the joy of becoming a hero disappeared.

Ask your heart, do you really have the spirit of a hero?

Li Xiaoyao didn't even dare to continue thinking about it. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was actually very despicable. If he stripped off the gorgeous aura, erased the excuses for self-comfort, and accurately positioned himself...

Without the heroic experience of this adventure, his essence is still the little hotel guy, no better than anyone, no worse, ordinary, mediocre, and mortal.

Li Xiaoyao suffered a lot of blows, Jiu Jianxian and Lin Tiannan also blushed with old faces, but they are both old rivers and lakes, and after a period of time, they will not doubt life like young and young.

Seeing that Li Xiaoyao was depressed, Jiu Jianxian couldn't bear a genius who was shaken by the incident, and said with relief: "Xiaoyao apprentice, it's not to blame you, you are still young, and your experience and discrimination ability are not mature. The blame should also be blamed on the poor road, the game is so popular, everyone is too heavy, and the brain has been soaked in wine, before being taken by ghosts and deceived by her. Brother once warned me that I am too affectionate, and sooner or later Something big happened, so I regret not following the brother's teaching."

Luo Feng said meaningfully: "Daoist, do you think that killing your wife, pitting your friends, and ruthlessly sculpting a prisoner is a good example of the Shushan school, but you are the negative textbook?"

Jiu Jianxian was taken aback, and said vigilantly: "How do you know the past before the Zhenja Ming King became a god?"

"Jing Xiaolou has a close friendship with the poor monk. Before entering the tower, I asked him about the Mishin, the patron saint of the lock demon tower, but fortunately, he handled it properly after entering the tower."

Luo Feng said frankly: "He told me about the entanglement between his good friend Nangong Huang and Shu Ming, and reminded me to be more respectful to King Zhenjai. After all, I would rather offend a gentleman than a villain."

Jiu Jianxian no longer doubted, and sighed: "It would be great if the poor Dao could tell what is right and wrong tomorrow... At this age, I still can't distinguish what is true, good and beautiful, and what is false, evil and ugly. If the barrier is not broken, I am afraid that the poor way will soar without hope."

Luo Feng put his palms together and said: "The heavens are divided into the world of desires, the heavens of color, and the heavens of colorless worlds. The Fuxi Heavenly Court is only rolling in the worlds of desire and material, and none of them touches the world of desires. For the threshold, even though the King of Prison is a god, doesn’t he also have desires and forms? Fuxi's celestial gods are all celestial beings with behaviors, appearances and desires. From this point of view, even if the Daoist has ascended, he can’t see through hues. Empty phase."

Jiu Jianxian lowered his face and said annoyed: "Monk, don't instill the fallacy of advocating Buddhism and restraining Tao!"

Luo Feng shrugged and said: "Is there a poor monk who says something, what good is it to ascend to a god? Protoss heaven is strict, prohibiting this and that, if there is really no desire, why do you need to forbid? Clearly there is desire, but deliberately forbidden. Isn’t it just looking for troubles? Indulgence and abstinence are inherently indistinguishable. They are the obstacles of sentient beings in the world of desire. Ascension is only a "wolf den" or a "tiger's mouth". The poor monks really don't understand the pursuit of your immortals. What is the significance of flying ascendant? Ask the Daoist Chief to help the poor monks."

Jiu Jianxian's face is cloudy and sunny, and gritted his teeth: "The old Tao doesn't know what it means to become a Buddha! You have a lot of Buddhist precepts. When you didn't become a Buddha, you were bound everywhere, and you lived awkwardly. Don’t drink it!"

Luo Feng laughed and said, "Master, the monk holds the precepts for practice, but the practice is not for keeping the precepts. If you realize it, you don’t need to deliberately keep the precepts. You can increase your progress by participating in the joyful meditation practice. Nothing visible.

If the poor monk has cultivated into a Buddha, all the precepts are like clouds, free and unrestrained, everything is empty, and all things are allowed, it is because the poor monk has penetrated the physical space and has no interest in the world of desire.

At that time, the poor monk can transform into the seven treasures of the infinite three realms with a single thought, and he can condense into the Buddha kingdom by stretching out his palms, and he can create the world by twisting the flowers and leaves. You can truly enjoy great bliss. , And finally ran to the high-ranking Heavenly Court to be the gods licking the dog, so much better to help the gods guard the door? "

"Nonsense!" Jiu Jianxian said angrily: "What do you mean by saying this to me?"

Luo Feng expressionlessly said: "In the eyes of the poor monk, your cultivators seek to ascend, in fact, they blindly worship power. In order to gain power, you will not be bound by the upper limit of the power of the lower world, and you will not hesitate to pay any price, even after ascending. Don’t get away with it, be bullied by high-level gods, and be willing to do so. As a result, there is no strength, but the spiritual practice is very poor, and you will always get lost."

At this point, Luo Feng paused and said: "The poor monk wants to ask you, even if your power is as strong as the first god, if you are not free and happy, what is the point of being a god? Back then, if the first **** would fly If you live comfortably in the heavens, how can you fall into the world? Does the reincarnated Sedum of Fei Peng live more freely and transparently in the earth than in the heavens?"

Jiu Jianxian suddenly awakened. The monk was obviously referring to Sang and cursing Huai, and he was playing Xiangzhuang's sword dance with Pei Gong!

Luo Feng was trying to see him poorly. He turned to Li Xiaoyao, who was listening to the side with a confused expression, and said, "Brother Xiaoyao, Brother Luo has a reason to be a monk. He can also tell you responsibly that being a monk is absolutely absolute. It’s freer than being a Taoist priest. Certain Buddhist practices will neither forbid marriage nor alcohol or meat. As long as you practice with me, you will gain great wisdom. You can see through all the obscurities like today. , Are you interested in finding out?"

"Uh……"

Li Xiaoyao was embarrassed. Although he did not make a statement, everyone could see that he was a little shaken.

"Smelly monk!"

Jiujian Xiangai cracked, almost mad with anger, and said angrily: "Old Dao only lost a daughter today. If you deceive another apprentice out of you, you won't be able to live anymore, so let's fight with you!"

"Bah, you stunner, you still don't make sense, it's really shameless, the thief shouts to catch the thief!"

Luo Feng suddenly turned his face, pointing at Jiu Jianxian and yelled, "You, the smelly Taoist priest who first robbed the apprentice of the Sajia family? Don’t ask Xiaoyao, who taught his Tathagata palm, his spirit? Who led the son and sister, who paid to build the League of Heroes he participated in, and who saved his sister Yueru! You guys instigate our teacher-disciple relationship, the Sajia has not had time to calculate with you! "

A monk was about to fight for grabbing his apprentice. The core sword column finally couldn't hold it and collapsed. Numerous bricks and stone slabs fell like rain. Several people near the core sword column were in danger and were about to be killed alive.

"Smelly Taoist, I will settle accounts with you when I go out of the house! Wash your **** and wait and wait!"

Luo Feng cursed vigorously. He squeezed the fundamental seal of the great light and urged the Buddha's power to the extreme. The golden body-protecting Buddha Gang swelled and formed a translucent protective film, which covered several people. Even Jiujianxian is no exception.

"The old way does not need your protection!"

Jiu Jianxian was so scolded that his eyes were red, and he was about to rush out of the shield in anger. Li Xiaoyao and Lin Tiannan quickly grabbed him and held him tightly.

This old Dao almost exhausted the spirit of the spirit when he fought against the Ming King of Zhen Prison, and suffered a serious internal injury. If he rushed out of the shield, he would be killed alive with the characteristics of the Shushan Sword Immortal's offensive and defensive characteristics. Sex is very big, almost equal to running out to die.

Luo Feng’s Buddhism spell is best at defense, but the falling bricks are heavier and heavier, and the support shield consumes a lot of money. Before long, Luo Feng’s bald head was dripping with cold sweat and blood stains spilled from the corners of his mouth. .

Li Xiaoyao stared at the extremely hard-working Brother Luo, feeling more guilty in his heart, deeply regretting that he had misunderstood a good person and betrayed the kindness of Brother Luo.