Chapter 114: The Eight Tribes of the Heavenly Dragon

I'm a child of the night family born in this generation-

Night!!

Monk Xuanming looked at Ye Ling, who was standing straight and had a serious expression, and his expression became formal, and the face of the Buddha statue became more kind and formal. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"Amitabha, the poor monk Xuanming, has seen Yeling Xiaoyou. Xuan Ming clasped his hands together and shook his hands.

Ye Ling said in a more serious and formal tone, "Sect Master, I have something I want to ask you about. ”

"Please!" Xuan Ming also became more serious, with a faint golden light behind his head, and his face became more kind.

Ye Ling pointed to the aperture behind his head and said helplessly, "Why did you lose this thing?"

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Yeling has been in Zen Buddhism for three days now.

In the past three days, Ye Ling has practiced a lot here. At the beginning, Yeling learned some basic theories of Buddhism from Monk Xuanming, and withdrew the Buddha's light behind his head in his body, and Xuanming also gave Yeling a Buddhist scripture.

Ye Ling's heart was broken when he got this Buddhist scripture at that time.

Does this monk really want to keep himself in Zen Buddhism? Ye Ling was really taken aback.

Until Ye Ling took the Buddhist scriptures to ask the monk, Xuan Ming said with a wry smile,

"You are from that family, how dare the poor monk leave you in Zen Buddhism. ”

Ye Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked, "Then what do you mean by giving me this sutra?"

"That's it!" Xuan Ming snorted, "Yeling, don't you want to learn Buddhism, this sutra is Buddhism!"

"But haven't I already practiced the Nirvana Sutra?" Ye Ling was puzzled.

"The Nirvana Sutra also gives you Buddha-nature, and now you should also read some Buddhist scriptures and practice some Dharma. "Xuan Ming is colorful, and his eyes are blazing.

Ye Ling scratched the bridge of her nose, "How do I feel that you are planning some conspiracy, looking at me so ill-willedly." ”

"Amitabha, the donor is too worried. Xuan Ming had an upright face, folded his hands, and bowed his head slightly.

Ye Ling snorted coldly and didn't speak, just flipped through the Buddhist scriptures in his hand.

"Amitabha, I still have something to tell you. ”

"Tell me what? Ye Ling didn't raise his head, and kept looking at the Buddhist scriptures.

"We have already informed the Eight Dragons of the Heavenly Division. ”

"Yes. Yeling took the Buddhist scripture and waved his hand, "I know." I'll go back if nothing happens. ”

Ye Ling turned around and left, not seemingly caring about what Xuan Ming said just now.

Xuan Ming looked at Ye Ling and nodded secretly, and a Buddha light slowly appeared behind Ye Ling's head.

This Buddha light is not dazzling, but it is real, and this is because Ye Ling is reading the Buddhist scriptures and does not control it.

Xuan Ming let out a long sigh and secretly sighed that Ye Ling's talent was amazing, but Ye Ling was a member of the Ye family, and he could not be the spirit master of this generation of Zen Buddhism.

"Oh, yes. Ye Ling suddenly thought of something, turned to look at Xuan Ming, and asked casually, "Has this generation of Zen Sect Spirit Master settled?"

"!!" Xuan Ming was taken aback and subconsciously replied, "No." ”

"Really?" Ye Ling knocked his head with the Buddhist scripture, "It's still undecided!"

Xuan Ming suddenly felt that he couldn't see through the current Yeling. Ye Ling asked what this was for, he was a member of the Ye family and was destined not to be the spirit master of this generation, but it's a pity...

"Really?" Ye Ling whispered as he walked away patting his head with the scroll and shaking his head.

Suddenly, Ye Ling turned around and showed a very bright smile, "Then, how about I be the spirit master of this generation of Zen Buddhism?"

“。。。 No!" Monk Xuanming's heart jumped suddenly, and after hesitating for a long time, Xuanming slowly shook his head.

"No... Yeling was a little disappointed, it was so sad that she couldn't participate in such an interesting event.

"No, I can't. ”

"Okay. ”

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Western regions.

Northern.

The yellow sand in the sky belongs to the boundary of the Terrans, and it is the most frontier area of the Terran territory.

However, it is also not part of the Terrans.

Because it is inhabited by the desolate tribes - the Eight Dragons of the Heavenly Division

As several races that mutinied to help the Terrans, humans allowed them to live in Terran territory.

Races like demons and beasts live in the Imperial Realm created by the Night Emperor.

The Eight Dragons of Heaven, on the other hand, live in the northern part of the Western Regions under the protection of Zen Buddhism.

In a hidden place in the northern part of the Western Regions, about thirty people appeared here.

These thirty people have different appearances, but they are all gathered here at this moment.

The first one, who looked like a human being, said in a majestic and low voice, "What do you think of the news that Zen Buddhism has passed through this time. ”

"What is there to say, since we are here, we have to meet him, especially since the man is here. Behind the man, a young cultivator said loudly.

The rest of the people looked at this son, who was very handsome, with sword eyebrows straight into his sideburns, and he was full of spirit.

"Little Heavenly King, don't worry. The other laughed and said, "Since that person is here, we're going to pay a visit." But is it necessary for us to be in such a hurry?"

"We," said one of them, "too, we should go and meet him." But I'm hoping to wait a while. Otherwise, it seems that we take him too seriously. ”

"Go now. A female voice suddenly rang out, "I promise you won't be bored." ”

"Now? ”

"I advise you to go now. The girl said slowly, "This person is not easy to mess with!"

"It's not easy to mess with, and we can't mess with it. The few teenagers who opened their mouths exploded in an instant, and these guys who had no one in their eyes didn't want to be left behind.

"Shut up!" the leader who spoke first snorted angrily, "Little girl Shura, you are the only one who has gone out here, tell me what kind of person that person is." ”

"The man ... Shura fell into memories, and Shura said softly, "Very strong, the persistence of power, and the calmness of things really make me afraid, he is a lion lying on his stomach when he treats his own people, and after provoking him, he is a giant dragon, roaring in the world, and destroying everything at the expense of self-destruction." ”

"Is that such a person? Shura girl, you say, we'll go see him now?"

"Well... Shura pondered for a moment and said, "I suggest that the eight of us go, and as for Uncle Di and Mother, you don't have to go." ”

"Oh, why?"

"Originally, this is the business of our younger generation, and if you go, things will go bad. Shura Masase said.

"Okay, good!" the leader laughed, "Just as the girl said, the eight of you will go to Zen Buddhism to meet that person!"

"Thank you, Uncle Di. Shura hurriedly thanked him.

"Hehe, although I also want to meet this person, but it's really not appropriate for us to go now, so let's go. ”

"You juniors, don't disgrace us old guys!"

The eight young generations glanced at each other, and they all bowed their hands to the Heavenly King of this generation of the Celestial Race.

The young cultivator who spoke first said, "Celestial Race—Emperor Heaven. ”

"The Dragons - Coming West"

"The Yakshas—Sharo. ”

"The Gandharpo clan - blood lipids. ”

"The Asura clan - Shura. ”

"The Garuda clan - Horo. ”

"The Kinnara clan - Luo Le. ”

"The tribe of Mahuraja - Moro. ”

"We must live up to the name of the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon!!"

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