It is rare to be born to abstain from love and hate, and not to be burdened with mundane things. Cut off the three thousand troubles and turn them into a fine dust. The oily and slippery, silk-like fine and tough hair fluttered to the ground. If there is any benefit to becoming a monk in a difficult realm, it is that most of the temple hosts are good at martial arts, even if they do not practice killing, they still have beautiful and neat knife skills. The two-foot arc blade swirled, and the hating evil who had not yet felt the itching of the scalp already had a layer of reflective brain. The left hand stroked a few times, and suddenly the right hand punched the floor.

"The mundane has been purified, hating the heavens and evils, you have entered my Buddha's door. In the future, eat vegetarian food, quit killing and purifying desires, and hate the evil of the sky, the name is too heavy, so change the name to Sadness Lotus. Ay? Why did you kill the floor? Is it because you are not satisfied with the master? "With his hands folded, the compassionate Buddha gives the feeling of hatred for heaven and evil, and there is no mustard in his heart.

"Master, the apprentice has no other intentions, it's just that the three thousand hairs are gone, and he has a bald hair, cough cough, clean his head, the apprentice just wants to see if he will become stronger." Unfortunately, this is not a world of weirdos and heroes, and you don't feel anything except a pain in your hand.

"Amitabha, Cilian, you have taken a break from anger and entered my door, is it for the sake of strength and weakness?"

"Well, master, you don't know what I mean. Never mind. ”

After some education and education, he finally put on a monk's robe to end the hatred of the shaving ceremony, and now he is called Beilian to be led by the master to find a place to live in the novice temple, and all the procedures for coming to the Buddha Gate are completed. made the sad lotus, who was used to seeing all kinds of lively in his previous life, very puzzled. As a young master of Tiandu, don't you have any special treatment?

After getting acquainted with Shi Daqian in the future, Beilian jokingly asked this, and Shi Daqian's smiling face immediately became serious.

"Beilian, the Buddha said that all living beings are equal, I lead you into the Buddha's door, what I am most afraid of is that you have a different heart, and what I am even more afraid of is that the rest of the disciples see that you have a different heart. Not to mention that you are the young master of Tiandu, you are the martial monarch of Tiandu, and you will not brag about it when you shave. ”

…… Armor-piercing sharp seven spinning fingers......

Ying Wuqian has never had such a gaffe today, and Chongyuzhi has never been so broken today. Even though the real villain and the hypocrite are scheming, they are also shocked by the words of the Lord of Wan Sakai.

"Wu Jun, if you expound the high righteousness, lead the people of Tiandu and the initiates to destroy the secluded capital together, and save the people from fire and water, the old man has nothing to repay, so he should abdicate and make way for Xian, and it is not impossible to hand over the position of the leader of the initiate to Wu Jun." With his hands clenched into fists, Lord Mansakai trembled, as if excited about the bright future in his heart.

"No! Lord, the four religions rely on your great virtue to get together, if there is no Lord's leadership, the initiates will clearly survive and die, it is better to disperse! "The reason why a villain is a villain is because he prefers to harm himself and the enemy than to benefit others and enemies, and would rather not get it himself, and not let others touch it.

"Oh? Should be in charge of teaching, does it mean that Wujun is not virtuous enough? Yi Xuanmiao, who finally caught the loophole in Ying Wuqian's words, naturally would not give up beating the water dog.

"I'm just, I'm just," "Ying Zhangjiao is just accustomed to respecting the leadership of the lord, I am afraid that Wu Jun will come to power, and his subordinates will not accept the change, if he can really cut down the quiet capital, Yu Zhi is also very welcome to Wu Jun to come to my fellow practitioners, and lead the future of the four religions." ”

"Chongyu Zhi you? Well, someone should agree with it, but shouldn't you ask Wu Jun what he means about this matter? ”

Sitting and watching the initiates and other people fighting with each other, Luo Yu felt more and more that it was a mistake to send his little brother here. Even if you can't do it with each other and your heart, this organization will be finished sooner or later. Fortunately, there is no such problem in the sky, but I must choose a successor as soon as possible.

"Luo Yu is afraid that he will live up to the elder Gao Yi, if Luo Yu is unwilling, there are really strong enemies outside, that is, this time the two families are friendly, and there are also black-clothed masters who are ambushed in the middle of the road, almost destroying the two sides. What's more, Luo Yu has no idea about the initiate association, and the crusade against the secluded capital is natural, and the master of the initiate association, Huti, torments me. ”

Seeing Wu Jun's resignation, the excited Lord Wan Sakai naturally didn't want to say anything, and Chong and Ying had ghosts in their hearts, and the jokes were wooden, and the scene fell silent for a while. But whether it is Confucianism or Taoism, whether it is a sword or a sword, everyone present can always have a little bit of conversation, because they are all martial artists.

Yi Xuan Miao, who has the most reverence for martial arts and the most extreme thoughts, couldn't help but ask: "Wu Jun, walking the rivers and lakes, Yi Xuan Miao also knows that people are rude, but I also want to take the liberty of asking, I don't know where you are now, Wu Jun?" ”

"I don't know, but I can't see anyone in front of me anymore." After pondering for a moment, thinking cautiously, the introverted and modest immortal only gave such a dry sentence.

"Humph! Arrogant. After being stimulated one after another, Ying Wuqian's IQ seems to have declined. After so many years of camping, the flies and dogs climbed up, it is better to show up with Luo Yu, how can it not make people jealous? What's more, not to mention the Wansakai Initiates, although the Tiandu family business is not as huge as Wansakai, it is completely Luo Yu's own. It's better to get a scoop than to share one thing, and people are always like that. Confucius said that there is no shortage but unevenness, and this is the case.

"You should be in charge, be cautious, and the old man also admits that it is not as good as Wujun to cultivate to the sky. Seeing that Wu Jun is so young, I only feel that I have a successor to the righteous path. Stroking a handful of beards, Lord Wan Sakai only felt that the more Luo Yu looked at it, the more pleasing it became, and he was relieved in his heart.

…… Hongchen Forbidden ......

The small paper crane is as fast as a meteor, all the way to the sky, as if tearing through the sky, leaving a white wave of air behind it. Facing the tall and majestic Tianjiang Gate, "Dang" slammed straight into it, and its pointed mouth was nailed into the crack between the two doors.

The same wine drinks a hundred kinds of people, and a hundred kinds of people drink into one kind of person, and in this magical place, there is no shortage of drunkards. However, drunkards often don't think of themselves as drunkards, such as the man in front of him, who calls himself a sword ghost. Although most of his unkempt beard was soaked in the jar, like lush aquatic plants wafting in the wine.

"Old Shepherd! Wow wow wow one more drink! One more bowl! One more altar! Crying and laughing, the sword ghost lying on top of a stack of wine jars was still waiting for his friend's return. Although the screams and cries rang out, the three clans of Tianjiang were also very understanding. If the sword ghost is a woman, it is better than the seven-colored feather to have a style bell. If the wife runs away, and the daughter is older, who else can the faun trust, then there is only a sword ghost, right?

Therefore, the faint sound cannot be heard by others, but the sword ghost can definitely hear it. Day by day, no matter the wind or rain, whether it is the impact of birds or the beating of hail, as long as the door makes a little different movement, the sword ghost will always take the trouble to run to the door with the same enthusiasm: Lao Mu, is it you?

Seven or eight hundred years have passed, and it will be even longer in the future, but the old ghost is a friend of the old herd. "Old Mu, is that you? Sprinkle the sas! Alas, if it's a bird, I'll roast it and eat it! What is it? "Looking at the gate carefully, the white crane is naturally conspicuous, or in the eyes of the old ghost, the things of the faun are always conspicuous, more conspicuous than their own things.

"Sa! Sa! Sasa Sasa! Ahh Old herd, old herd! Hahahaha! ”