The noodle-eating old way, who no longer eats noodles, beckoned to Su Jing.

It's not to beckon to Su Jing, it's to beckon to Su Jing's sword.

The next moment, two silver rays of light rose from the splendid bag, Zhang Yi, Bei Ming, two divine swords from the sword mound and volunteered to follow Su Jing for more than twenty Jiazi fell into the hands of the old man.

Among the two swords, Bei Ming didn't stay too much, only stayed in the hands of Lao Dao for a while, and then flew towards the north, fleeting. Zhang Yi let out a pleasant whisper and left it in the hands of Lao Dao.

The sword started, and the old way did not continue, he was waiting for the monk.

The Shadow Monk didn't make his companion wait any longer, he threw away the wooden fish hammer in his hand, and then turned the wooden fish upside down.

The wooden fish has just been cracked. So the things on the stall are just unreliable, so it took a while to crack open, and it was an obvious crack.

The wooden fish was reversed, the crack went down, and the monk shook again. That's a little ridiculous, as if the dolls are upside down the piggy bank, and they are still looking forward to a copper coin falling out, but at this time, when the monk reverses the wooden fish, the sky is in chaos, the ground is in chaos!

When the wooden fish in the hands of the monk turns, the inner cultivators, including Su Jing, only feel that the heavens and the earth are spinning, and the earth is spinning, and it is clear that the world is turned upside down!

When the wooden fish turns in the hands of the monk, and the reverse faces the upper and lower faces, then look at the world: the endless thick earth is high above, and the vast sky is below.

He reversed the wooden fish, and he also turned the world upside down!

The world has been turned upside down, and everything has been turned upside down with it. Including the mountains on the ground, the people in the mountains, the mountains and forests next to the people, the soil and stones, including the clouds under the sky, the thunderstorms in the clouds, and the strings of water droplets in the clouds Su Jing stood on the ground, with his head facing down, looking down at the clouds, and there were clouds and sky below.

Heaven and earth are repeated, but people are still on the ground, and they have not 'fallen', this is not Su Jing's spell, but the shadow monk's 'Tao', he turned the universe upside down. It also turned every grass, tree, soil and water upside down. What should be on the ground is still on the ground, and what is flying continues to fly.

It's not just the cultivators, the living beings, and the mountains and forests that have taken root. The rivers, lakes and seas, which have no foundation, are still embedded in the ground, and the waves are still there.

No one could help but be surprised that the sudden 'big head down' surprised all the living beings in this world. Except for the Great Sage, the Great Sage is still. The killing continues. It makes no difference to their enemies whether they are killing people and taking them against them, just one word:

Die!

After reversing, the monk began to shake the wooden fish.

Upside down wooden fish is upside down. Shaking the wooden fish is shaking the world world!

Under his feet, beside him, Su Jing's body felt clearly, shaking, really shaking, like an earthquake, but who the hell has experienced an earthquake of 'hanging upside down'.

The shaking became more and more urgent, and the movements in the monk's hand gradually accelerated, and the amplitude gradually increased, and in the violent shaking, Su Jing suddenly had a strange feeling surging in his heart, and at this moment, he blurted out and yelled involuntarily and without suppression:

O Buddha!

roared, and people were also surprised: not to mention him alone, he didn't listen to the people around him, the carved mountain girl, the noodle-eating Taoist and even the innocent sage on the side, all the strong people in the battlefield, the righteous path cultivators present, and even the army of ink giant spirits, every intelligent creature in the yang world, all the evil ghosts in the underworld, everyone in the middle earth, all of them, all opened their mouths and roared:

O Buddha!

Whether they believe or not, they all open their mouths to shout Buddha, and they can't help themselves.

Whether you believe or not, the Buddha exists, and the Buddha is peaceful.

Believers may wish to be pious, the Buddha can hear and see, and those who do not believe in it can say hello, and the Buddha will smile and roar in the mountains, and suddenly huge waves will be in the distance in the west!

Where the wind and waves rise, the heart of the West Sea.

Where the golden light blooms, the skyscraper ancient temple!

Until this moment, everyone knew why the shadow monk wanted to turn the world upside down, why he shook the world world world and sank in the West Sea, whether it was ruins or ruins, a tile in it weighed more than 10,000 jun, no one could salvage it again, and the shadow monk couldn't do it.

If you can't salvage it, then 'pour' it out. How easy it is to turn the world and shake it again.

Turn the wooden fish to turn the world, shake the wooden fish to shake the world, wake up the temple that has been sleeping for too long, and pour it out.

The ancient temple of the sky goes to sea and returns to this Middle-earth world!

The wooden fish in the monk's hand turned back, the sky rose and fell, everything returned to normal, only the Huanghuang Temple did not fall upside down with the universe, the Buddha's light has bloomed and will not be extinguished, and the treasure temple has been reborn and will not sink again!

Su Jingzhen felt that his heart was about to explode, swelling with joy, swelling with excitement, and swelling to the point that it was about to explode.

As early as when he was in the West Sea, Lang Qi said to the shadow monk: If you want to kill me in your heyday, my only way to survive is to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy in the hope that you will be soft-hearted.

Many people have heard this sentence, and they may have been surprised at the time, but they quickly forgot it, the monk has always been a monk, obscure, when he was settled, he got up more and less, and he didn't do anything too great, he woke up early, but he was still asleep, but Su Jing never forgot that sentence!

Su Jing waited, Su Jing wanted to see it, Su Jing believed that one day the shadow monk would return to his full glory, and when there were ten thousand golden lights shining in the world!

Su Jing is so happy, this monk who always seems to be stupid is my companion and my most loyal friend!

Great joy is great laughter. Su Jing smiled, the vision was not finished, the ancient temple was in the air, the treasure light was shining brightly in the west, the squeaky door shaft resounded all over the world, and the middle-aged monk in a splendid robe walked out of the three convenient doors, his eyes were closed.

He was originally a blind man, but when he cultivated great wisdom, and with all the evil diseases in his ascension to the Buddha's body, his eyes had already regained his sight, but it has become his habit to be blind and close his eyes all his life. The skyscraper ancient temple, the blind-eyed monk walked out of the mountain gate!

More than one blind monk.

Behind him, there were also nine old monks in the Xuanrobe, and Su Jing didn't know any of them. They are unknown, they have no big image left. After a long time, even the Dharma name has been lost to time, and there is no more of their story in the world today. But what does it matter - the Demon Removal Guardian Dao is not to write a storybook, not to leave a golden statue for future generations to worship.

Destroying demons is because of compassion, and defending is so that compassion can be passed on in the heart.

Forever and ever!

The ancient temple of Ferris, the blind monk, the nine old monks are them, the ten monks, once side by side with the seven saints of the Southern Wilderness, in ancient times, through the long and bitter battle, to protect the peace of the world!

After the ten monks, there were eighteen monks. Ages vary. There are both young and old monks, and the most eye-catching is a little novice who looks seven or eight years old.

Xiao Shami's face was full of joy, and for some reason he was happy, as if he had a piece of honey in his mouth.

Eighteen of them all held long black sticks in their hands. Baguette goose egg thickness. Seventeen of them are generally tall and short. Only the stick in the hand of the little novice is three inches longer than that of his companions, so why do you need to be introduced, and you don't even need to look at the sticks in the hands of the eighteen monks in the back row, and you don't need to count the number of them. Immediately, Su Jing knew that they were eighteen Arhats, the eighteen Arhats who have been passed down from generation to generation in the ancient temples of Motian, the most compassionate in their hearts and the most strong temperament, the Zen in their bodies but they are more good at fighting, the Enlightenment of Wukong, the Enlightenment of Purity, the Enlightenment of Killing, the Eighteen Arhats who protect the temple and protect the world.

It's just that Su Jing still can't figure it out, the eighteen Arhat batons have been given to him and the seventeen Garuda by the shadow monks, and the long stick is still in the bag, so where does the long stick come from in the hands of the real eighteen Arhats.

I can't figure it out, but it's not important, I'm too lazy to investigate!

Ferris Temple, ten monks and eighteen Arhats appeared.

Separated by the sea and the sky, thousands of miles away, but the blind monk who closed his eyes suddenly saw the shadow monk, folded his hands and looked at the shadow monk, bowed and smiled: "Senior brother has worked hard." ”

The shadow monk returned the salute, with the same calm wisdom and the same smile: "Senior brothers, have worked hard." ”

There is no content at all, a greeting like boiled water, but there are thousands of words and endless wisdom hidden in it, endless forbearance and endless pay, looking at the world and asking through yin and yang: how many people can understand!

Although there was still a long distance, Su Jing could see clearly that among the eighteen stick monks who walked out of the ancient temple, the little novice holding the joyful baguette was looking at him.

Suddenly, the little novice man chanted: "The demons are eliminated, Yuyu clarifies, raises his hands to celebrate, and his heart is full of joy."

At this point, Xiao Shami stopped his voice and looked at Su Jing with a smile.

Su Jing drinks wine and eats meat, his nonsense is even more murderous, and he can't talk about faith without Buddha in his heart, but this does not prevent him from naturally speaking and singing the last four sentences: "Arhats rejoice." ”

The demons are eliminated, Yuyu clarifies, raises his hands to celebrate, and his heart blooms and Arhats rejoice. The two of them read together, happy that the Arhats sang, smiled at each other, and the little novice was even more happy, and nodded to Su Jing: "I will be happy if you are happy, and I will be happy if you are happy, Su Jing, thank you." ”

Su Jing didn't know how the other party knew his name, but he could probably understand why he wanted to thank him, and immediately shook his head: "I should thank you even more." ”

The monk appeared, not in a hurry to enter the battle, and the blind monk raised his hand again and greeted the innocent sage beside the girl.

The great sage didn't return the salute, as if he hadn't seen the monk, but he took out a jasper gourd from his sleeve and opened it to dye the wine all over the world.

Raising the gourd, the great sage drank wine, one sip or two.

I salute you for the first bite.

The second sip, if you don't drink, I'll drink it for you.

Da Tianzun was in a hurry at that time, this wine fragrance was so fragrant, and he had never smelled it when he traveled all over the world! It was too sweet, and he couldn't help it! Lei Dong ran to pull the robe of the great sage, even if the great sage was angry and lost his life after being beaten by a supernatural power, it was worth it.

The innocent sage did not have the ferocity or arrogance he imagined, and actually smiled, and casually threw the jasper gourd to Lei Dong.

Lei Dong Tianzun was ecstatic, and the red eyes also came up to get a piece of the taste, but no matter how Lei Dong turned the gourd upside down and how he shook it, not a drop of the wine in it could flow out, and the aroma of the wine was stronger, which really made the three corpse gods anxious.

Just when the three corpses were about to scold the street, the pickled old man on the side suddenly shook the long sword, and the index finger and middle finger of the empty hand were put together, and he wiped it hard along the sword body.

Fingers wiped the sword body, a lightning bolt from the west sky, across the long sky, and finally did not reach the west corner of the lightning really across the entire world, but also across the whole world! (To be continued......)