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Chapter 2556 First Master

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    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? As soon as the old man came out, the humming sound of chanting sutras suddenly became a little disorganized.

    The eight-foot-tall, condescending Bodhisattva said angrily: "Luobu, you are too presumptuous. How can you be so perverse and unrestrained in a Buddhist paradise, and even fill your eyes and ears with female sex. Amitabhathe relics are the same in color."  Emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, and the same is true for feelings, thoughts, and awareness. Relics, these are the emptiness of all dharmas"

    I smiled wildly and thought, since you are a Buddha, how can you have something outside your heart in your eyes?

    Unless, you are not a Bodhisattva at all!

    I glanced at the old man and told him to "keep playing and dancing." Even if Uncle Liu Huang came today, I would have to drag him to the hell of sex.

    The old man continued to twist his enchanting waist, and his snow-white body was displayed freely in the golden light.

    &#24378&#29306&#32&#107&#101&#110&#115&#104&#117&#102&#97&#110&#103&#46&#99&#111&#109&#32&#35835&#29306&#12290At the same time, in the ear  The chattering chanting voice began to break intermittently, and the tone began to become uneven.  The environment I looked at also gradually evolved, the golden light slowly faded, and the tantric protectors in front of me disappeared, and even the arrogant Bodhisattva disappeared.

    I find it extremely ridiculous that such a trivial trick can destroy their so-called "wonderful scene".

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????¡ªThe more something is missing, the more likely it is to shout something.

    A few senile monks, claiming to be eminent monks and virtuous people, keep claiming that Buddhism is a wonderful place, but all the four great things are in vain. It turns out they are so miserable.  A little female ghost can confuse their minds. What kind of eminent monk is this?  Which of the four elements is empty?

    The most intolerable thing for me is that the illusory paradise suppresses me and confuses me, but it dares to pretend to be a Bodhisattva to pretend to be gods and ghosts.  It is simply a blasphemy against Buddhism and disrespect for Bodhisattvas.

    At this moment 7 5zwz.com Zhang Si.  The old guys were obviously restless, but they still resisted and recited sutras and mantras hurriedly, but they obviously couldn't express what they meant.

    Finally, I felt that the forbidden spell on my body disappeared, my meridians reappeared, and my ears, eyes, mouth, and nose were all under my control.

    Looking around again, the golden light completely disappeared, leaving only those four old guys standing in the southeast, northwest and northwest of me, mumbling scriptures with blushing faces.

    It was indeed a trick they used to confuse me with illusions and the status of Bodhisattvas in my heart.

    "You guys, I didn't expect that at such an old age, I am still so elegant. How about me, a sword-spirited female ghost, old Diaoye? Not counting looks, but just saying that with this figure, can I be regarded as a beauty in the underworld?"  I deliberately smiled frivolously and shouted: "The four elements of monks are empty. I see that you are not only empty, but you are also deeply poisoned. Thank you for not having a mortal body, otherwise you would have had nosebleeds and crotch incontinence!"

    At this moment, the old monks also knew that this trick was no longer useful to me, and they could no longer recite sutras one by one. They were so angry that they pointed at me and cursed: "Evil obstacles, evil obstacles, there is simply no bottom line.  Don't be stingy I will practice cultivation for the rest of my life, but I don't want to be humiliated by you using this ghost woman"

    "Haha, I'm sorry, you really hit the mark. I, Luo Bu, have always been kind to others and put etiquette first, but if someone disrespects me, I must be an even more asshole than him. Are you generous? I admit it." I sneered.  The voice said: "But then again, if you really have a peaceful mind and all four elements are empty, how can you be deceived by a female ghost and can't even read the scriptures Tsk, tsk, you are a mediocre monk, a perverted monk, you have a false name.  You are a disciple. The old man has been watched by them for a long time, and he is showing off to them!"

    After giving the order, Lao Diaoye suddenly blew away the red gauze on his face with a breath of evil. On top of her enchanting figure, her ferocious grimace, a big blood-red tongue and bloodshot eyes suddenly appeared.  The contrast really shocked a few old guys.  The red old face turned pale in an instant.

    "The Buddha said that monks are neither scared nor frightened. Haha, this is unbearable? You are still not good at practicing!" I sneered.

    "You bastard, how can this be unreasonable? Let me destroy this ghost and evildoer first!"

    The leader of the monk became angry because of his shame. He created a swastika-shaped wheel of Falun Dafa in his left hand and headed straight for the old Diaoye's head.

    How can the sword spirit that I worked so hard to cultivate allow you, an old man, to be used as cannon fodder to vent your anger?

    "Get into the sword!" I waved my hand, and the old man jumped into the sword.

    At the same time, I used Yu Step under my feet, and I controlled the sword through the air. The sword and the man separated, and we both faced him.

    Don¡¯t play tricks and fight alone. If I am afraid of you,The old monk with evil intentions is my incompetence!

    First, Shanshanshou caught his Falun attack. Without waiting for his second attack, I directly entered Yang as Ming, and struck a clean and powerful Minghuang with 80% strength.

    Woohoo!

    Minghuang roared out, dragged the old guy and threw it behind him like a chicken!

    Snapped!

    With a crisp sound, it was slapped angrily on the stone pillar of Daxiong Hall.

    The old guy fell to the ground with a groan, letting out a few breaths of gas, and immediately lost his fighting ability.

    Even the majestic main hall trembled violently, and the gold medal plaque with the four words "Main Xiong Palace" crashed to the ground.

    I smiled coldly, looked at the remaining three people and said, "Young master, I will keep my word. I will treat you like cake sticks. You three, come together. I want to take a look. No more  How capable you mandala lords are in this illusion of Buddhist scriptures."

    "Hundreds of Dharma gates, all returning to the same place. Isn't it just one death? We admit it. We are fighting for the Dharma. I don't believe that you can form three fists with one hand and catch the palm power of the three of us at the same time!" What's left?  The three guys knew that they had boasted too much before and had no room for themselves. Now they had no choice but to fight to the death under the guise of "fighting for Buddhism."

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    But now you still think that you are superior to others and the embodiment of justice, then I'm sorry, I have to teach you a lesson.

    When the situation was tense, I suddenly smelled a strange smell.  Then, someone murmured: "Pursuing good deeds, purifying your mind, and enjoying wonderful happiness for hundreds of thousands of lives. You'd better stop."

    This voice clearly came from a far away place, but it seemed to be very close to me.  It is simply the legendary sound transmission from thousands of miles away

    "Butter lamp?" Bald Man suddenly murmured from the side: "It smells like butter lamp."

    One word woke up the dreamer, yes, the smell just smelled was the smell of butter lamp.  Baldy once practiced on the plateau and seems to be more sensitive than me.

    "The elder has left seclusion?"

    "It's the elder who has left seclusion!"

    Zhida z.com Zhixiao.  Several old guys shouted in surprise.

    I suddenly felt excited. Is the elder out of seclusion?  Isn't this elder the temple master of Luyuan Jingshe?

    ¡°But when I saw the main door of Daxiong Hall slowly opening, a strange monk appeared in my field of vision.

    The reason for the strangeness is that this man is not dressed like a monk from the Han region, nor is he a common yellow-robed Buddhist monk from the Western world. Instead, he is wearing a purple monk's robe from the Plateau Tantric Buddhism.  Moreover, why is this person familiar?

    "The Master is a living Buddha?" While I was concentrating, Bald Man seemed to have recognized him, and involuntarily performed a tantric ritual on the visitor

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