Heaven Defying Mad Venerable

“But actually… has it improved so much?”

Immediately, Si Xuan was shocked again. At the moment, her third life suffered a terrible emotional shock in the blood of the corpse, but she did not understand the mystery of the three great sages. The aura of the whole person is ten times more powerful than when it was “arguing” last time. Even if it is compared to the proud people, it is not much worse. You know, the third hurricane entered the Great Principle Golden Immortal, and it didn’t take much time for her. It was a lot worse than the Aotian people, but now…

……

The adventurous spirit of challenging the limits is rooted in the deep nature of Chen Hao’s soul. Together with the proud people, Chen Hao has been a nanny for 500 years. Although he is comfortable and fragrant, and Chen Hao has no intolerance, but Chen Hao does not have any intolerance, but After all, I feel that something is missing. Now, I have found the balance between Great Dao’s solo and the same. Chen Hao has immediately restored his nature, and where is the time to move forward?

hiss……

Undetectable breeze, in the endless traces of the illusion of the circumstance, and sometimes the golden mangling flashes, all illusions dissipate invisible.

……

“The Buddha is in the heart of Mo Langqiu, Lingshan is only in the heart of the heart; everyone has a Lingshan Tower, only to repair the Lingshan Tower…”

The whistling sound of the whisper suddenly came from the distant void and fluttered into the ears of Chen Hao.

“God mourning?”

Chen Hao, who has been going straight for a month, has a golden glamour, and sees through the illusory, a bald-headed monk, who appears in Chen Hao’s sight.

“This poem…”

In this chaotic ancient floodland, when he first saw God’s mourning, Chen Hao was inevitably excited, but after a brief excitement, it became shocked.

The monk who walked back and forth, looked calm, repeated four sentences, a poem, and this poem, which originated from the earth China. In itself, seeing the gods of the bald monk here, and wearing a similar to the great monk on the earth, is already a shock to Chen Hao, and the poems of the monk are still derived from the earth China, let Chen Hao was shocked.

“This god mourning is the obsession of the ancient powers that are on the verge of death… Is it… the ancient power of the ancient times is related to the earth?”

The great monk of a peaceful and peaceful nature cannot be the result of evil thoughts. At this moment, it is obviously a sneak peek, and it continues to be a Dharma that cannot be enlightened before death.

Chen Hao forcibly suppressed the shock and doubts in his heart, slowly and gently withdrawing from the mood of all things in the world, and appeared in the scope of this god’s mourning.

Without converging his own aura, Chen Hao stepped forward toward the monk, and his mood was immersed in the ups and downs of the Dharma. As he progressed, after nine steps, Chen Hao’s body had already exuded a faint nine-color Huaguang.

Buddhism, sex light!

“great master, hello!”

“The Buddha is in the heart of Mo Langqiu, Lingshan is only in the heart of the heart; everyone has a Lingshan Tower, only to repair the Lingshan Tower…”

“great master, are you from Earth?”

“The Buddha is in the heart of Mo Langqiu, Lingshan is only in the heart of the heart; everyone has a Lingshan Tower, only to repair the Lingshan Tower…”

“great master, the younger generation is also from the earth!”

“The Buddha is in the heart of Mo Langqiu, Lingshan is only in the heart of the heart; everyone has a Lingshan Tower, only to repair the Lingshan Tower…”

“…” Chen Hao asked in a row, his tongue was lotus, and the voice was filled, but God’s mourning was unheard of and unmoved.

If Si Xuan and the Nine Realities see that Chen Hao is so bold, the unstunned eyeballs fall to the ground. God mourns, although this monk is not derived from evil thoughts, but it is also the legendary god mourning, once disturbed, its obsession will inevitably invade the cultivation of the soul.

Like the plague, the cultivation person is also caught in his obsession, unable to extricate himself, pointing to the assimilation of the origin of the soul itself, the soul of the fleshy body completely becomes a feast of God’s mourning, being swallowed up by a light…

“Fuck, isn’t this exactly NPC?”

Chen Hao has a pain in the egg.

“Do not live or die, do not move or not…”

Chen Hao blinked in the eyes, staring at the gods, frowning. To say that he died, he persisted in perseverance, and never ceased to die. He said that his soul and the fleshy body have long been annihilated, but it is a manifestation of the metamorphosis. To say that it is moving, it is completely unconscious, mechanically repeating a cycle of squatting, and still as quiet. Speaking of silence, it is moving.

“Unfortunately, if this big monk gave birth to the wisdom, you can certainly ask some secrets… The ancient world, the earth… There must be some connection, otherwise it is impossible to be so coincidental… And, Ye Xuan from the ancient times To the earth, I am from the earth to the chaos… in the midst of it, there must be a connection!”

Chen Hao frowned, almost sure of his own guess, but what is going on, specifically what is the connection, but not what he can guess now.

“The heart is the Buddha, the Buddha is the heart. Seeking the law outside the heart, such as the marginal wood for the fish, the outer road is also… the big monk, maybe we are still fellows, the encounter is the fate, the younger generation will overtake you, obey the homage, re-enter the reincarnation. !”

laugh!

After Chen Hao finished, the eyebrows suddenly bloomed and swept to God.

Hey!

When Chen Hao’s thoughts touched the moment of God’s mourning, the monk suddenly woke up and turned to look at Chen Hao.

“Amitabha……”

At the moment when Chen Hao was surprised, the monk suddenly put his hands together and shouted the Buddha’s mouth. The sound was so loud that it was nine days and ten miles, and at the same time, the endless Jinmang bloomed from the body of the monk.

At this moment, Chen Hao suddenly felt the horror of the horror, and crashed.

laugh!

Jin Mang flashed, and the gods who read the shape of the physical monk did not enter Chen Hao’s eyebrows.

“puff……”

Such an initiative to provoke God’s mourning, Chen Hao has long been prepared, but when the ancient obsessive power left into the depths of his soul, still let Chen Hao directly spurt a blood.

“!”

Chen Hao’s heart blooms, and the cave opens the world of mind. At the same time, the vast voice of the six-word mantra resounds throughout the mind space.

Booming…

Puff puff……

At this moment, in Chen Hao’s mind-world, the landslides and the roads tumbling, the horrible explosions filled the space, and the big world barriers showed numerous cracks in an instant. At the same time, Chen Hao has been sitting on the fleshy body sitting cross-legged, like a mine hidden under the skin was detonated, blood spatter.

“If the egg is born, if the child is born, if it is wet, if it is alive. If there is color, if it is colorless. If you have thoughts, if you don’t think about it. If you don’t think about it, you don’t think about it. I have to let it go.” Extinction is boundless and countless boundless beings…”

After a brief shock, Chen Hao forced him to take his mind and set Life and Death outside. All his mind and all his thoughts were immersed in the high Buddhist scriptures.

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