"Well," Wen Zhong turned to judo slightly. "If the victim sends a message to Yingyuan House for nine days, you can have a heavenly brother and four younger brothers to excuse me."
Zhu Jiuyin thanked me and secretly condescended. People who don’t even care about the jade emperor and the great Buddha are not as simple as "excuse me a little" …
At this time, the human world was in the Spring and Autumn Period, and all schools of thought were shining brilliantly.
After three years of traveling, I realized that the world of mortals and Yuan Shen’s mood has improved by a thousand miles. Since receiving the message from Pangu’s head, I have not been confused about the avenue for six years, and I will not hesitate.
Distinguishing the direction of the road, confidence has never expanded before. The more you act for six years, the more demon-like you are, or the more freewheeling and fearless your mind has been greatly sublimated in this indulgence.
On this day, I traveled in the west for 6 years and saw a lux meteor sliding quietly down the sky and falling not far ahead.
"Xingjunfan?" I was surprised for a long time, but I couldn’t help laughing. It turned out to be Huo Dexing Jun Luo Xuanyu’s new friends, Zhaobao Tianzun Xiao Sheng, Nazhen Tianzun Cao Bao, and sent a god to burn the ancient Buddha orthodoxy-Lingyin Temple in the future.
Six years ago, Jiangnan people didn’t want the Lingyin Temple to be destroyed, but they were obsessed with Luo Xuan, burning lamps in his heart and parting-ants. It was just a joke and a smile. Young people wearing hats and holding bamboo poles came to the front of Lingyin Temple and sat against the wall.
Near noon, a beautiful girl dressed in a red silk dress and holding a small parasol, looked around with dark eyes and hurried to the temple gate.
When I entered the temple gate, a bamboo pole was pointed out for 6 hours, forcing the girl out of the door. The girl in red refused to give up and kept trying to break in.
There was an evil smile on her face for a long time, and the bamboo pole in her hand ran east and west, making the girl in red blush and sweat like rain.
Pilgrims booed when they saw an evil young man molesting a beautiful girl in public.
6 long evil evil smile waved and said "this matter you"
At this time, an old monk who had to be all white walked out of the temple and molested a good girl for six years because of practicing shallow Taoism. He said, "Amitabha should not act rashly and defile the Buddha, and he will surely sink into the Abbey Prison."
After 6 years, I kept turning my head and laughing. "Little monk, you Buddha can’t control me. Don’t stop talking in front of me."
Tuo! Buddha! "The old monk made a name in his heart, chanting the Buddha’s name in anger, and pressed the number straight to make all the pilgrims see stars for six years and turned a deaf ear to the woman in red.
I yawned for a long time and asked, "Little monk, do you have a temple or no temple?"
This statement is a southern slang. Ask the old monk if he can’t hear it. He is very angry and laughs. "Amitabha’s little benefactor joked that nature is a matter (temple). Good people are convenient for themselves."
After 6 years, the old monk suddenly lost his mind. After 6 years of not listening to the advice, he repeatedly recited that "Amitabha’s small benefactor is better than less (temple)."
"One more temple is better than one less temple …" After six long years of mumbling, I suddenly stopped moving my hands and threw the bamboo pole and hat aside to reveal the evil face and laughed wildly. "The old monk made a lot of sense. Naturally, one more temple is better than one less temple … hahahaha …"
Since monks don’t care for six years, they won’t meddle in Buddhism’s efforts to eliminate disasters and solve problems. If the heart ignores it, it really deserves to be one.
"Amitabha Buddha is kind and kind." When the old monk saw that he had been "educated" for six years, he was greatly gratified and saw that his eyes were full of banter, and he was puzzled and stood at a loss.
The woman in red crowded into the Hall of the Great Hero and disappeared in a blink of an eye. At noon, the houses in the temple suddenly burst into flames, and the wind helped the fire. In an instant, a Lingyin ancient temple was burned into a sea of fire.
The pilgrims fled out for six years, and the more evil they smiled at the corners of their mouths, the stronger they became.
All the monks rushed to shout, or carried water or cast spells to put out the fire, but it didn’t help. All of a sudden, they cried and made a mess. Therefore, fire is three flavors of real fire, and the magic power can’t be extinguished, so water can’t be poured like fire.
The old monk’s mind was in a hurry to start, and his magic could not extinguish the fire. He caught a glimpse of his back after leaving for six months and suddenly remembered what he had laughed at only six months ago.
"One more temple is better than one less temple … one more temple is better than one less temple …"
The old monk muttered something to himself and suddenly realized that he regretted Mo Lian’s call for help for 6 long.
6 turned a deaf ear for a long time. Is he waiting for an identity? How can you linger in a small temple even if it is a game of mortals?
If it weren’t for the deepest incense in my heart, I wouldn’t even look at it. Although I haven’t guaranteed the Lingyin ancient temple, I can sit back and watch the Buddhist temple without losing my joy. If you want to know the funeral, please go to chapter 6 for more.
The third volume Fairy things Chapter two hundred and nineteen Westbound
The stars demon emperor The third volume Fairy things Chapter two hundred and nineteen Westbound.
Six years after Lingyin Temple, I wandered around or watched the sun in the east or indulged in the west or fishing in the south, or indulged in the footsteps of the north and all over the stars. I ran into business and intervened in it, or I just ignored my mind. The more immoral I was, the more I sought what I wanted.
On this day, I traveled to the west for six years, looking forward to the distant Mount Olympus, whose style is different from that of all kinds of palaces in Central China, and my heart moved leisurely
Mount Olympus is surrounded by ice, snow and clouds. Oaks, chestnuts, beeches, phoenix trees, pine forests and other vegetation are lush. Most of the gods born after Pangu’s creation live here. Because they have never heard of Zixiao Palace, their magical powers are far less than those of the Chinese gods in the West.
After the robbery, due to the lack of star aura, the two western saints moved the Buddhist Dojo Lingshan into the celestial world, Xi Niu He Zhou, and these western earth gods gradually ruled the Mount Olympus, where the Western Grand Palace was located, and were revered as the sacred mountain.
The highest mountain is called Stefani, which is steep and steep, and goes straight into the clouds in the shape of a mi, where the palace of Zeus, the leader of western gods, is located.
"What person? ！”
Only then can two men jump out of the Woods on the side of Olympus, one tall, thin and plain, the other stout and indifferent, and at the same time, Li Hewen looked up for 6 hours and saw them look indifferent, with thick and disdainful armor and colorful.
God’s mind has been swept away for six months, and it’s just that two unproven fairy ants have a good skin as well as their armor.
For a long time, I said faintly, "I want to visit friends in this mountain."
At this time, the two men saw his face for six years, and saw that he was black and yellow, wearing a blue robe and hanging a sword around his waist. The tall and thin man couldn’t help wondering, "Are you from the East?"
The pudgy man’s face shows a vicious vagina. "Which of us western gods has a friendship with the East? The orientals blocked us in the mountains for several years and didn’t get out of trouble until 200 years ago. Today, since you came to the foot of Shenshan Mountain, you are unlucky."
Say, "Humpty Dumpty Man fits, throws hundreds of punches with his right fist, and attacks for 6 years."
Such an ant kills the taste but has to kill Nai Nai … 6 long leisurely sighs and presses the demon emperor Rapier with his right hand at the hilt.
The hustle and bustle of the world of mortals is full of meaning, but the promise is rushing forward. The stout man maintains his fist and suddenly stands in his place. His mind is attacked like never before and instantly falls.
"Are you all right?" The tall, thin man knew that his companion was in a bad situation and flew by to see that he looked startled. It turned out that the companion’s expression after years could be so complicated.
Melancholy, worry, sadness, loss of heart, despair, joy, joy, soft conversion, introspection, meditation, unhappiness, injustice, resentment, anger, insult, contempt, disgust, negligence, arrogance, strength, patience, affirmation, negation, surprise, consternation, terror, shock, shame, shame, modesty, and embarrassment.
The chubby man’s face flashed across the world of mortals, and then his body was stiff and violently scattered, and a cloud of blood and rain splashed the tall and thin man with a little deep red.
Without wiping away his bloody face, the tall, thin man stepped back in horror, looking pale and tongue-tied. "You … you … the devil … you … what did you do to him?"
A burly man in a garland and white robe appeared in front of the figure. The tall and thin man saw the bearer and hurriedly bowed down and greeted him with "Lord Prometheus"