"Xingjun hasn't seen you for a long time."

Flying Wing bowed his head rarely, "This is my new master." ”

Hell Star Monarch looked at Qing Wu, "It can be seen that your mother is a beauty, otherwise the Demon Venerable who is so picky in Chonglou will not like your mother, no, you don't look like his daughter, right?" ”

"What do you mean by Xingjun, my father is still alive?"

Qingwu looked at the Hell Star Lord, the master of this hell let himself be disillusioned, at least so that his friends are not enemies.

"Your father is a demon venerable, how can he be destroyed, but the people of the Protoss take care of his soul beads, and his death is sealed, you can rest assured that it will not be so easy for the people of the Protoss to kill him, let's go, come and go to my Nili Hall to sit down." The person you are looking for has already been asked to look for you, and I will come back to see you later, without me, they are all walking corpses, and they don't remember anything, but since they are the daughter of the deceased, I will definitely take good care of them. ”

"Thank you."

Qingwu walked to the gate of the Mud Li Temple, and saw that it was not carved with some hellish evil spirit, but the origin of the Mud Plough Temple.

Feiyi whispered, "Princess, here is the mud plough Sutra, and it is also the origin of this hall, the eighteen mud plough scriptures, the Buddha's words." Life is scarce. Not much to see. The change of good and evil. Not similar. Buddha's words. Life is scarce. Not much to see. The change of good and evil. Not similar. Insulting parents. Commit the Son of Heaven. Dead into the mud plow. There are shades in it. There are eight clay ploughs. There are ten cold mud plows. Halfway into the ground less than the clay plow. Heaven and earth are cold mud plows. There is evil before and good after. Do not go into the plow. Murder and theft. Bullying a wife. to cause death to obtain their possessions. Dirt and thieves. Good is not good. Angry and swearing. The role model is a person. It is good to tell people that they are wrong. Jealousy and anger. Anger is intimidating. 鬲 (gé) against heaven and earth, ghosts and gods, and the like. Lost his life and died. Go into the plough of evil mud. Later, it becomes a good person who does not enter the mud plow. Knowing the Buddha's way changes. Although into the mud plow. He will be in heaven. Those who are good are on the mud. Therefore, it is said that the way of Buddhism must be known. The villain does not change for good. There is no joy in the mud plow. The plough into the mud is not good. Plough into the mud deeper. Some of them are good people, although they are just evil, they do not kill, and they are good at life and diseases. Those who do not eat meat are good for the disease. There is yin virtue, longevity and disease.

The name of the first plough is said to be the first, but the words of man are not dead. People dwell in this plow. When we meet, we want to fight. There are no soldiers in the middle. And its own soldiers. Kill each other, kill without age, and do not die. Someone came to talk about immortality. Heal with the wind blowing. If so, there is no age. He has regained the hot iron sword and killed each other. There has been a return to the iron spine killing. Extremely sharp with hand fists. The injury has been for a long time and has no age. It's its kind. It's long and big. Three thousand seven hundred and fifty years of life in the world is a day. The thirtieth day is the first month. December is one year old. Long live is 13.5 billion years old in the world.

The second plough is named in Lulu. Julu was a little bitter. Twenty first. As a man says, he fights with him. The one who dwells this plow. Put it on fire. Fight with the bare back. to regain the inner fire. Red comeback several lines of fighting. There is no age for a long time. The re-burning comes out and fights. thought that Fang Yuan could not die. And resurrection has no age. There is no age in the fire. It's its kind too. It's long and big. Seven thousand five hundred years old in the world is one day. The thirtieth day is the first month. December is one year old. Twenty hooray. 2700 billion for the world.

The third plough is named Sangjudu. It's hard to live and live. When Julu is slightly twenty. And people are beaten by words. The one who dwells this plow. In the fire with heat is unspeakable. Left and right to see the mountain. The mountains are like music. Walk into it. The mountains are pressed against it. and immortal, no age. Replanted in fire. There is no age for the red comeback. It's long and big. 15,000 years old in the world is one day. The thirtieth day is the first month. December. for one year old. Forty thousand years old. 54 billion years old.

The fourth plough is called Lou. Lou is bitter. When the dwelling capital is twenty. And people are happy to talk. The city is very large. There are small towns among them. People see it from the outside. There are all the heavens and people. Get in on it. Red as burning iron. to recover the inner city. It's a big hit. His muscles were rotten. No age, no rest, no sleeping. Musculoskeletal burn (qiáo). He has been resurrected and has no age. It's its kind. He grew up. Thirty thousand years of life in the world is one day. The thirtieth day is the first month. December is one year old. Eighty thousand years old. It is 180 billion years old in the world.

The fifth plough is called the side pawn. The side soldiers are bitter. Twenty in the building. And people say that they are rotten. The one who dwells this plow. And the pit is a big deep bath. Full of fire. The ploughman beats it with an iron rod. And within it. Burn people's lives. There is no age and no death. Accumulate and burn without dying. And hugging the fire. Dead out of a bath. Re-enter a bath. And so on and so forth. It's its kind. It's long and big. Sixty thousand years of life in the world is one day. The thirtieth day is the first month. December is one year old. Long live 160,000. 216 billion years old.

The name of the sixth plough is called Grass Wubeici. The grass is bitter. Twenty as a sideliner. And people are hot. People who live here. The city is two thousand miles high. Four thousand miles wide. The fire is full of it. Put people in it. There is no age for the iron covering. If so, do not say anything. Must not lie down without age. The burn has been restored. It's its kind. It's long and big. 120,000 years of life in the world is one day. The thirtieth day is the first month. December is one year old. Long live 320,000. 432 billion years old.

The name of the seventh plough is difficult to understand. It's hard and bitter. When the grass is twenty. As people say, it burns and insects. He who dwells in this plow. The great accumulation of fire is like a great iron through the people. And there is no age inside. When the door is open. People want to go out. The door is reopened. There is no age in the fire. It has been seen again. People are all there to get out. Got out. and fell back into the sludge. There is worm in the sludge (hán). and shall not be born without age. It's its kind. It's long and big. Twenty-four thousand years in the world is one day. The thirtieth day is the first month. December is one year old. Long live 640,000 years old. 864 billion years old.

The name of the eighth plough is not called like Ludu. Don't be like a ludu cry bitterly. When it's hard and twenty. As people say, they are bitter and ripe. dwelling in this plow. The earth is full of fire. The pawn shall be in the fire. Cannons and scorching. and lie in bed. Don't go. No interest. Rotten and burning. He has been resurrected and has no age. It is ten thousand times more bitter than he plows. It's hard to tell. It's its kind. It's long and big. 480,000 years old in the world is one day. The thirtieth day is the first month. December is one year old. Long live one hundred and twenty-eight thousand. for 1,728 billion years in the world.

Buddha's words. Fire plough eight. How deep and late is the evil. Evil is shallow, shallow, and easy. The ploughman is like a man who is bound to a prison and is a prisoner. Report to be far away. Died in the wild. The family is halfway. If you fall into the water and this life. He shall not be allowed unto death. Bitter when you enter the plow. It's hard to tell. Drawn for a long time. The so-called cold plough is in the sky. There are mountains two thousand miles high. The main shelter is famous in the mountain of Qilu Mountain. There is no sun and moon that cannot be caught. There is a mountain that hides the old world. There are many kings of the sun and the moon outside. There is no central number in the cold plow.

The name of the ninth plough is called Wujingdu. Wu is all bitter. Twenty when you don't call it out. It is like a man who speaks violently. Habitat this plow. It's cold. No age, all body is frozen. Count and twenty in. There was a sound in the fire. It has been reinstated and halved. Such as a crossbow hair fold. to repeat it. Hit the baby with a big stone. The pain is unspeakable. No longer dead. It's as beautiful as iron. It has been restored. All over the body. So ageless. If the pain is unspeakable. It's long and big. Shou mustard seed one hundred and twenty-eight hundred. 100-year-old to a real. The mustard seed has not yet reached its end of life. If so, it is not possible to hold one for 10,000. It's its kind. Those who know the way of Buddhism. Those who are sick are evil by day. Nothing is done in the night. Its people are into the plow. The day is bitter and the night is evil. He who does not commit any offense by day. The night is unpleasant. Therefore, the way of Buddhism must not be unheard.

The name of the tenth plough is called Muludu. Mudlu is bitter. When Wu is twenty. It's long and big. Shou mustard seed 256 Hu. 100-year-old to a real. The mustard seed has not yet reached its end of life. “

"Isn't it the Eighteen Mud Plough Sutra?" Qingwu looked at the flying wings, "What's left?" (To be continued.) )