Tales of Herding Gods

In the temples away from the city, Ma Rulai led many high-profile singers to send Qin Mu and others to the Buddha world. They were too strong and they were too unlikely to be introduced. Only Qin Mu, Konjac and Mingxin were only possible. These three repairs can be easily entered into the Buddha world by saying that the high-minded and low-minded supernatural powers can easily enter the Buddha world.

"If you come, let them go without danger?" asked the old monk of Jingming.

"It is naturally dangerous, but it is not dangerous. Heaven will inevitably monitor the Buddha world and try to control the Buddha world. It will inevitably suppress the disciples of our Great Leiyin Temple and will not let them return."

Ma Rulai smiled and said: "So I let the Qin masters follow the past, and the Qin masters will not be much more dangerous."

The old monk of Jingming thought for a moment, couldn't think of the doorway, and could only feel the danger. "Dare please be clear."

Ma Rulai said: "The Buddha world is still a Buddhist world after all. They are going to learn from it. Even if people in heaven want to start with them, they will not directly bully them, otherwise they will be blocked by the Buddhas. If the Buddha is not, he will still be able to accept some rituals. If he is not bullied, the Qin teacher can accept it. There is a cloud in the boxing: a punch is made, so as to avoid a hundred punches. The Qin teacher is the one who opens the box."

Jing Ming’s old monk thought thoughtfully and smiled: “There is a clear heart and a good person.”

Ma Rulai nodded and said: "Qin teaches the main character, clear heart and things. If the other party intends to reason and kills them with a proper word, they will have to turn to the battlefield. If they argue, the air can make them dumb. No words."

The old monk of Jingming is admired, and the ceremony respects: "If you don't want the name of great wisdom."

On the holy mountain of the Amitabha, the giant "relic" all the way from the mountain gate to the top of the mountain. The young monk standing in front of the summit of the Amitabha Temple can not help but be surprised and angry, flying with both hands and showing the dragon elephant The technique of the three beats, the dragon figure in the shape of the tiger, and other magical powers, is extremely fierce!

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The light of the "relic" drowned him, and suddenly the clothes turned into butterflies, and the red strips were not seen, leaving only a pair of shoes.

The young monk was so arrogant that the three men of Qin Mu worshipped the mountain, and they would not fight it. At this moment, there was no arrogance. When they saw the machine, they would have to sneak out. Suddenly, the two lights in the "relic" flashed. Not a soft knee, kneeling on the ground, can not move.

The young monk was ashamed and hurried to the ground, not letting people see their faces.

On the top of the golden dome, the figure of a statue of the great Buddha appeared in the void, sitting high and high, and looking down, it was a big frown.

A Buddha gave a shot, and the young monk suddenly felt his legs move again. He quickly covered his body and ran away.

Suddenly, as soon as the Buddha came, a golden hand flew out of the main hall of the Amitabha Temple and greeted Qin Mu’s "relic", which should be a manifestation of magical power.

The magical golden hand collided with Qin Mu’s “Shelili” and even made a copper-iron ringing sound, shaking the mountains.

A white robes under a large Buddha's head celebrated the glory of the clouds, and the magical hand was flying out of Qingyun, blocking the swords of Qin Mu: "What relics are just swords!"

The white man looked at the giant "relic" and smiled: "The trail magic, the smile is increased! See how I received your sword!"

There was another lotus flower flying out of his head in the clouds, flying to the giant swords of Qin Mu, and the layers of lotus buds fell down and wrapped the swords.

Suddenly, the mountain body violently vibrates. This white man feels the vibration from his feet. He has not heard the sound. He will see Qin Mu rushing from the mountain road to the top of the mountain. Because the speed is too fast, his body is even vaginal, even though it is Going up the mountain, but it is like a tiger down the mountain, a punch broke, thunder!

The entire Amitabha Temple is like a fall into the Thunder Sea. Qin Mu’s fist is blasting, and the thunder is cracked everywhere, and lightning is added!

The white man picking up his hand and picking it up, suddenly the limbs are like a burst, the brain seems to fly out of the skull, the mind is white, only to hear a loud bang, he has smashed into the temple!

The wall of the main hall was shackled into the interior. The white robes were embedded in the wall, and the surrounding body was covered with a cracked texture. The electro-optical light was smashing in his body.

Qin Mu raised his hand, and the sword pill flew back and dripped. As for the white man's big hand and the magical power of the lotus, he had already been broken by his sword.

The white-haired monk barely opened his eyes, his eyes were congested, and he was confused. He could not see the Qin Mu in front.

"This brother, your Dharma falsification is not good."

Qin Mu’s voice penetrated into his ear: “Shentong is not the purpose of practicing Dharma. The purpose of practicing Dharma is to worry, to open wisdom, to live and die, and to be a foreigner. Since it is a foreign road, I use a relic or a sword. What is the difference between pills?"

The white man wants to talk, and the wow's blood spits out and can't stand it.

In the air, a fat-headed Buddha came with a thick voice: "The fallacies. You are not a Buddhist disciple, dare to play with the magic in front of my Buddha?"

Qin Mu urged the Mahayana, and the treasure was solemn, and he saw the rituals of the Buddhas. He said: "Buddha? Disciples are ignorant. Does the Buddha need a door to block the sentient beings outside the door?"

The Buddha was laughing: "The mouth is slippery." He did not directly answer the question of Qin Mu.

In the air, a statue of a great Buddha can't sit still. Qin Mu looks around and can't recognize who is the king of Moron.

Another Buddha smiled and said: "The Buddha does not need a door. It is a sentient being. But when you go up the mountain, you go to the clothes of the crowd, and let my little disciple kneel down. Now I hurt my disciples. You are coming. If you ask for the law, is it still coming to life? The Buddha also has no name anger, are you not afraid?"

"This is the king of Moron!"

Qin Muguang’s eyes fell on the King of Molun, and he saw that the Buddha was tall and thin, and his face was very kind, making people feel like a spring breeze.

"Dare to ask the King of Fa, does the Buddha need a disciple to bow down?" Qin Mu asked.

King Balun shook his head and said: "No."

Qin Mu asked: "Why do we let us bow up to the mountains?"

The king of Moron smiled a little, and the sky was sloppy. The earth was flooding the golden spring, and he had to reason, but he saw that the monk and the monk finally reached the top with the konjac battle. The Mingxin monk hurriedly said: "Qin brother has offended the old Buddha, and his disciples pleaded guilty!"

The king of Moron was slightly frowning, and was about to speak. He bowed to a big Buddha with a clear heart and was surprised and happy: "The disciple sees the king of the king!"

The big Buddha smiled and said: "Do you recognize me?"

Ming Xindao said: "If you come to the Mahayana Sutra, you will have the law of the king of Moro, so the disciple recognizes it! The disciple sees the dragon king!"

Another big Buddha smiled slightly and bowed.

Mingxin also bowed to the king of Moron, saying: "The disciple sees the Moon Palace, the King of the Moon!"

King Moron smiled and said: "You have already worshipped, you should say something right..."

"The disciple sees the Emperor of the Sun Palace!"

"The disciple saw the king of Mori!"

"The disciple sees the devil's mother!"

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The Ming and Qing monks bowed down all the way, worshipped the emperor to release the king, looked up, but did not see the Brahma king, had to give up, the heart said: "Can not delay the time."

The king of Moron is resistant to the temperament: "The young monk, you came to seek Buddhism, not to worship Buddha. Your brother came up and beat my disciple, and spit out the words of the evil demon. If you don't see it, I will Isn’t this mountain going to be smoky? How to promote Dharma?”

The Ming and Qing monks are respectful and honest, and honestly say: "Buddha, the disciples are stupid, not good at words. Or ask the war brothers to talk about the truth inside. The warrior brother, you come to argue with the Buddha."

When the konjac battled into the air, he would abandon the Luo Zen stick and put it in the side. The big hand stood on the chest and saw the ceremony, but did not speak.

The King of Moranfa frowned and looked at the Buddhas around the world. He suddenly laughed and said: "The younger brother of the war, you don't need to activate the mouth, I already understand."

Qin Mu and the Mingxin monk looked at each other and they were relieved.

The king of Moron also breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "I am a monk, an official in the Buddha world, and a Buddhist official. I also see less Dharma in the weekdays. I don’t have much research, not comparable to the Buddha. Buddha. The black monk of the war is arguing, and all the way from the king of the king of Moro to the day of the Brahma, no one can be enemies. Even the Buddhas call him his younger brother. I argue with him and be sure to be shameful!"

King Moron smiled and said: "This thing does not blame the Qin lay, you are coming to seek law, and you should not stop it. But Buddhism is just a matter of tongue and tongue, but also depends on their own practice." ...... The warrior’s brother Dharma’s rumor is unparalleled, and it’s amazing to want to come to the magical powers. Many of the Buddha’s buddies have taught the eloquence of the warrior and the younger brother, and they want to teach the younger brother’s magical powers.”

The Ming and Qing monks are about to talk. The king of Moranfa said: "This is the moonlight prince. The moonlight prince is my descendant. I was originally the emperor of the moon palace, the emperor of the moonlight country, and realized the Dharma. After the Buddha became a Buddha, I left the Moonlight Country. The Moonlight Buddha Kingdom is the Moon Palace in the 20th Heaven. The Moonlight Prince is my disciple and the Dharma is deep."

Qin Mu, Ming Xin and the konjac looked at the moonlight prince. I saw this person carrying a practice, a white dress wins the snow, the head is shackled, the waist is covered with a sword, and the back of the brain is a bright moon, and the slight shaking will have a bright moonlight. Shining forward, the light is bright.

Mingxin monk to Qin Mudao: "This moonlight prince and the warrior brothers debated the law, said a lot of Buddhist scriptures, the warrior brother said a word, he thought for a long while, then admit defeat. But the moonlight prince's ability is indeed amazing, For example, he has already made swords into light, turning into a bright moon behind his head, called Mingyue Jianguang."

Qin Mu was grateful in his heart, knowing that the Ming and Qing monks were pointing at him, explaining the ability of the moonlight Prince, so that he was prepared.

噗通.

The monk of the moon squatted on the ground and bowed to the king of Moron, saying: "The king of the law is the emperor of the moon palace. I want to come to the age. I have been tired of the battle of the brothers and brothers. The disciples want to ask Qin Jushi to do the work, thank you for the treatment of the king. !"

The king of Moron frowned and looked at Qin Mu.

Emperor Shi Tianwang smiled and said: "Fa Wang, that is the case, then please ask Qin Jushi of the lower bounds to do it. The prince of Moonlight inherits your ruthlessness in heaven, and there are few rivals in the strength of the same class. On the other hand, let us see which step of the **** channel method of the lower bound."

The king of Moron had to nod and said: "Moonlight, don't hurt the guests in the lower world."

The moonlight prince owes his body: "The disciple is leading the life." After that, he went to Qin Mu, and said indifferently: "I am in the moon palace Tianzitian, among the peers, invincible in the world, deeply feeling lonely and bitter, so I entered the heaven to study, in the sword heaven palace Three years of swords." After all, no words.

Qin Mu awe-inspiringly said: "I learned swords in the old village. I taught my swordsmanship to be a bad old man with no limbs. I used to... I didn't go to other swords like Jiantian Palace. .please!"

The moonlight Prince stood still and said: "Under the bounds, it is difficult to see the big world, I can make you a move."

Qin Mu had a hand in front of Yang Yin and held a shadow in the back. He was worshipped, and the yin and yang turned over the hands of the hand. The moonlight Prince thought he wanted to worship himself. He was safely politely, and suddenly he only heard a loud bang, Moonlight Prince. After being bombarded for dozens of miles, he slammed into a big mountain and knocked out a deep hole.

Qin Muyin turned his hand into a positive hand, and the Yang hand turned it into a yin hand. In the blink of an eye, he turned over ten times, and twenty or thirty yin and yang turned his hand to the sky. The mountain was hit hard by a cliff!

Qin Mu stopped, waited for a moment, helplessly said: "Fa Wang, do you have any other Prince?"