The sword of the Buddha will come out, and the heavens and the earth will be of different colors.

However, the spirit of the fire house, the arrogant Venerable, the Dao robe hunted and danced, and the sword qi under his feet was first one zhang long, and then extended to ten zhang, a hundred zhang, and a thousand zhang. Split the sky and separate the sea of fire.

The river of fire burst out and swung towards the sky, but they all gathered under the Mud Plough Venerable, not daring to be on a level with him as a sign of respect.

The Sword Buddha King didn't expect that one day he would face the Venerable Mud Plow, but the Buddha Sword had already flown out of the Sword Spirit Mountain, and there was no turning back, besides, the Sword Without Sword was the king of the Buddhas, and he also had his self-esteem. The Mud Plough Venerable is not even a Buddha, if he is despised by him, the swordless Buddha King will have demons.

"A sword from the west. ”

Suddenly, the Swordless Buddha King snorted coldly.

Phew!

The sword qi was like a tide, bursting from the west, swinging open the void and crushing the sea of clouds. The sword, in the name of the Buddha, is called the Buddha sword. This sword was originally a piece of scrap iron in Jianling Mountain, and after thousands of years, it finally became a sword. On the day of the completion of the sword, there were three hundred and sixty Buddhas who cut off their fingers and sprinkled their blood on the Sword Spirit Mountain, just to raise the sword. The long sword that absorbed the blood of the Buddha eventually became the sword of the Buddha.

And the swordless Buddha King is the master of the Buddha sword.

There was a slight look of amazement in the eyes of the Mud Plough Venerable, but that was all. "What about the sword spirit of the Buddha Sword, let her come out and have a meeting with the poor road. His Holiness spoke. He knew that the Buddha Sword had already given birth to a sword spirit, and it was so powerful that he could become a Taoist companion with him.

"Bastard!"

The Swordless Buddha King was furious. Because he treats the sword spirit of the Buddha Sword as a daughter, and the Mud Plough Venerable actually wants to be his son-in-law, it's just, it's ......

What a joyous event!

It's weird.

Sonorous!

The sword qi that bloomed from the Buddha's sword finally collided with the sword qi that was split out from the feet of the Mud Plough Venerable, and the moment they collided, the cold light shone for thousands of miles, directly blinding many of the indigenous people in the fire house, including many monks, and they all became unjust souls.

It seems that it's time to release the poor monk's puppet, and the Buddha King of the Fire House secretly said that he is not a house, but he just likes to squat at home. There was an uproar, a sea of fire separated, and there were tens of thousands of puppets hidden inside, each puppet was locked up with a living soul, and some of the dolls were not only imprisoned by one living soul, but there were still a lot of them. Among them, there was a figure that caught the attention of the White Lotus Bodhisattva, "That's Lu Su!" said the White Lotus Bodhisattva in shock.

Lu Su, who once stayed in the fire house, was a little fox, but she was very smart, so she survived. The White Lotus Bodhisattva stayed with Lu Su and took care of her like a sister, but one day, Lu Su escaped and took a treasure from the Fire House.

But the strange thing is that the Buddha King of the Fire House did not mean to capture the demon fox, and the Buddha Kingdom did not send a high monk to remove the demon.

"A puppet modeled after Lu Su?" said the White Lotus Bodhisattva secretly, she was particularly disgusted with the puppet now, although she was also an expert in this, and in terms of skills alone, she was already better than the Fire House Buddha King.

"It's really amazing, Fire House Buddha King, you also made a puppet of the Lord of the Buddha Kingdom, who gave you the guts. The White Lotus Bodhisattva wanted to laugh but couldn't. Because the puppet standing next to Lu Su is clearly the lord of the Buddha Kingdom, and it is still equal to the height, although the puppet's eyes are highlighted, the White Lotus Bodhisattva can still see it.

"The Fire House Buddha King is getting more and more ridiculous, no wonder the Lord of the Buddha Kingdom can't tolerate him. The White Lotus Bodhisattva suddenly understood why his boss wanted to attack the Fire House Buddha King.

"Go, poor monk's dolls. "Fire House Buddha King Road.

Teng!

Tens of thousands of puppets rushed out of the sea of fire at the same time, surging through the sky, and they flew towards the clone of the Molian Buddha, instead of rushing towards the Mud Plough Venerable.

It turned out that although the Fire House Buddha King hated the Mud Plough Venerable, he still did not want to be an enemy of him. Moreover, the Fire House is a treasure, and if he loses the Instrument Spirit, he, the titular holder, will have no point in continuing to do it.

"Oh. The White Lotus Bodhisattva said secretly, "The Fire House Buddha King still made a move, because the Doppelganger of the Ink Lotus Buddha posed the greatest threat to him, so he didn't care about the Swordless Buddha King." ”

At this time, the Buddha Sword Buddha King was killing the Mud Plough Venerable, however, as a Buddha friend, the Fire House Buddha King stayed out of the matter.

The funny little monk smiled: "Wonderful, you guys tear it up, I'll go!"

Now that the fire house has become a place of right and wrong, the funny little monk does not want to stay longer, and it is best to go, because his purpose has been achieved. Puppet, the funny monk captured a puppet.

"Fire House Buddha King, I accept your kindness. The funny little monk laughed.

"Fog grass!" The White Lotus Bodhisattva almost jumped up, because the puppet snatched by the funny little monk was clearly made based on the Lord of the Buddha Kingdom. "How funny. "The White Lotus Bodhisattva thinks that things are too ridiculous, the funny little monk and the lord of the Buddha country are friends, there is a real person, why did he snatch his puppet.

Although the White Lotus Bodhisattva is good at mechanical arts, his speculation about people's hearts is still poor.

"However, this can't kill the clone of the Molian Buddha. "The White Lotus Bodhisattva is still paying attention to the battlefield of tearing. Tens of thousands of puppets are huge, and the tactics of using a sea of people can annihilate the clone of the Molian Buddha.

"There is a great Ji Ji in the sky!" Suddenly, the clone of the Molian Buddha shouted. He waved his right palm upward, and 50,000 Dao Qi burst out, 8,000 zhang high. In addition, there were 50,000 Dao Dao Qi rising up, merging with the previous Dao Qi and condensing into a 10,000-zhang long Armstrong Boom Cannon.

Now, not only the Fire House Buddha King, the Swordless Buddha King, and the Mud Plough Venerable, but also the White Lotus Bodhisattva also understood, it turns out that the Molian Buddha is really a base elder!

"First it's the mixed Yuan Tianji palm, and then it's the sky with a big Ji Ji!" The funny little monk was also shocked, "I didn't expect that you, who are famous in the Buddha country, are actually Ji Lao." It's terrible, it's terrible!" Then, the funny little monk suddenly felt that something was wrong. It stands to reason that the Lord of the Buddha Kingdom is a student of the Buddha of Molian and should know the orientation of the Master, but the Lord of the Buddha Kingdom did not tell the funny monk about it.

"Could it be that the Lord of the Buddha Kingdom has something to hide from me? "The base is a matter of two men, and only by heart and heart can they achieve positive results, but the little monk's friends have secrets, and they are very tightly hidden.

Lowering his head, the funny little monk glanced at the puppet he snatched again, and the highlights on it had been removed by him, "No matter how similar it is, it's still not a real person, funny!" The little monk was angry and wanted to destroy the puppet of the Lord of the Buddha Kingdom. Sneer, a comical force as sharp as a needle's tip stabbed at the puppet.

But to the surprise of the funny little monk, the puppet of the Lord of the Buddha Kingdom was not only not destroyed, but also bloomed with a cold light, sweeping towards the little monk, brush, brush, brush, brush, fast as electricity.

"Fire House Buddha King!" The funny little monk immediately understood that it was the Lord of the Fire House who was plotting against him, "No wonder I snatched this doll so easily, and you did something on it." But that didn't hurt, a few seeds flew out of the sleeve of the funny little monk and attached to the puppet.

As soon as a few seeds landed on the puppet, they instantly burst out of their shells, and countless long red whiskers kept sweeping, covering the puppet and wrapping it in mummies.

The funny monk also has a high status in the planting world, and has cultivated a lot of wonders. The seeds that roll out of his sleeve are called "Mushu Dragons", and they will grow when they meet the right parasite, and dead and living things can become their parasites.

Of course, only one of the few seeds survives in the end, and the rest is nourishment.

Those red long whiskers are the vines and roots of the "Mushu Dragon", and they are all competing to see who can occupy the parasitic body in the shortest time, and it has a higher chance of surviving.

The Fire House Buddha King also saw the "Mushu Dragon" that began to grow, and couldn't help sneering, "You bastards, do you all treat poor monks as fools, I make a puppet, not a figure, not a figure, not a figure!" However, it is useless, the monks who come to the fire house are all asking for figures, and many ancient Buddhas are the same, their requirements are quite high, they must (silence) true, and there can be no deviation in the feel. The Fire House Buddha King felt a headache just by dealing with this, so he was particularly hot today.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The explosion continued, and the 10,000-foot-tall Armstrong Boom T The doppelganger of the Buddha did not show any pride, he took it for granted. "The poor monk's sky has the technique of Da Ji Ji, far above the palm of the mixed yuan Tianji, the Buddha King of the Fire House, you are squatting in this house, where can you resist. ”

"Destroying those defective products gives you a sense of superiority. The Fire House Buddha King said displeasedly, "I'm just destroying them with your hands. ”

"Oh. The doppelganger of the Molian Buddha smiled, "In this way, the rest of the dolls are your proud work." ”

While!

The doppelganger of the Molian Buddha pressed his palm on the 10,000-foot-high Armstrong Boom Boom Cannon, and when he landed, the sound waves burst out, and the heavens and the earth were moving.

More than 10,000 more puppets burst open, shattered, and scattered all over the floor. "It doesn't seem to be, these are also garbage, defective products. The doppelganger of the Molian Buddha said again.

There are still 800 puppets in good condition, including Lu Su and the puppet of the Lord of the Buddha Kingdom wrapped in a long red beard.

"Mixed Yuan Tianji Palm!"

The left palm of the Molian Buddha slapped out, booming, the air waves were surging, dozens of black giant palms fell from the sky, and the Buddha's power was like an abyss like the sea, which was immeasurable. Click, click

"Strange!" said to the White Lotus Bodhisattva, because she saw that among the destroyed puppets, there was Lu Su. "It shouldn't be like this, the Fire House Buddha King deliberately made a puppet of the demon fox, how could it be easily destroyed, I can't say it. The White Lotus Bodhisattva was surprised, but also disgusted with the Molian Buddha, "His doppelgangers are so powerful, the Buddha body has descended, can the people of the Fire Mansion really kill him." "The White Lotus Bodhisattva is not optimistic about the Mud Plough Venerable.

On the other side, the Mud Plough Venerable had not yet moved his sword, and fought with the swordless Buddha King purely with his sword qi.

Relying on the Buddha Sword, the Swordless Buddha King still couldn't occupy any advantage, and his self-esteem was immediately frustrated, "Mud Plough Venerable, why don't you take out your sword yet." ”

"Poor Dao will ask you again, where is the sword spirit of the Buddha Sword. Hand it over, you can still live, if not......" Mud Plough Venerable sneered.

"What do you want!" the Swordless Buddha King snorted.

"It's time to move the fire house, Lingjian Mountain is a good place to go, and Poor Dao likes it very much. The Mud Plough Venerable laughed.

The implication is that His Holiness is willing to lure away the Fire Mansion and land on the Spirit Sword Mountain, and if he really does this, the Spirit Sword Mountain will be destroyed.

"Hahaha. The Swordless Buddha King laughed, "Mud Plough Venerable, you really dare to destroy Spirit Sword Mountain? Have you asked the Lord of the Buddha for his opinion, have you asked the opinion of King Wigophu!"

In Lingjian Mountain, in addition to the swordless Buddha King, there is also a second Buddha King, the Weigo Buddha King. He was the previous lord of Lingjian Mountain, and after he stepped down, he did not leave and continued to sit in Lingjian Mountain. And this person is also the teacher of the swordless Buddha King.

"Did you move out of King Wigofo, the lord of the Buddha Kingdom, because you were afraid of the poor path? The Venerable Mud Plough sneered, "The poor Dao has not yet become a Buddha, you are the Buddha King, take out the majesty of the Buddha King, fight with the Poor Dao, or hand over the sword spirit of the Buddha sword, and let her marry the poor Dao." You're a matchmaker, too. ”

"You ......"

The swordless Buddha king is extremely angry. He wanted to swing the Buddha sword again, but found that his arm could not move, and the five fingers holding the hilt of the sword seemed to be frozen, and he was unconscious.

"Did you just find out now, Swordless Buddha King. Venerable Mud Plough smiled, "You have already taken my way, and it took a long time to react, it seems that the students of King Wigofo are not very good, how high can his old man's cultivation be." ”

"You are not allowed to slander my master!" said the Swordless Buddha King angrily. As soon as he finished speaking, his mouth froze and his tongue lost sensation.

"Hahaha. The Mud Plough Venerable laughed, and the red Dao robe bloomed with clouds of light, as red as blood, and they were connected into one piece, and they rushed towards the Swordless Buddha King. "Your Buddha bones are not bad, and Poor Dao accepted them. The Venerable Mud Plough said again.

"Let him go. ”

Suddenly, an indifferent voice came.

The sword spirit, the sword spirit of the Buddha sword, finally appeared, and it was still a female sword spirit. As soon as this woman appeared, the temperature of the fire house dropped rapidly, and the sea of fire had a tendency to be extinguished.

"Poor Dao once went to Sword Spirit Mountain. The Mud Plough Venerable said, "I've seen you too." ”

"Hmph, it turns out that the person who floated over the Sword Spirit Mountain is you, shameless!" the female sword spirit said disdainfully, her disdain was undisguised, and she looked down on the Mud Plough Venerable even more.

"Poor Dao has been led away by you since he saw you under the snowy mountain, and he has been thinking about how to have fun with you (silence) all day long, and it is not in vain to live this life. "But King Wigofer, that old thing is so bad that he threw out a string of prayer beads and almost knocked the poor path down." ”

"You fled and blamed your anger on Lafayette. The female sword spirit sneered. "Mud Plough Venerable, you are also the body of the instrumental spirit, I will not embarrass you, hand over the swordless Buddha King, and the sword spirit mountain can also be safe with the fire house. ”

"Hey, are you stupid, don't you understand what Poor Dao is saying. The Mud Plough Venerable was surprised, "Everything I do is for you, as long as I can communicate with you (silence), let alone the Swordless Buddha King, even the King of the Wigo Buddha, and the poor Dao will also kill you." ”

"Buddha Sword!"

The female sword spirit suddenly said coldly.

Boom!

The sword roared, penetrating through the green darkness. And the Swordless Buddha King also regained consciousness, and his hands could move, but he couldn't speak.

Brush!

The Buddha sword broke away from its original holder and flew towards the female sword spirit.

"Looks like you'd love to do something with Poor Dao. The Venerable Mud Plough smiled, "Well, let you see what the poor path can do, otherwise, you will not willingly bow down to the great (silence) (silence) of the poor road." ”

"The Buddha has a scum like you, I have nothing to say!" the female sword spirit said indifferently.

"Hahahaha!" "Mud Plough Venerable laughed, "That's because you've been with King Wigo for too long, and that old thing is very decent, that's why you were infected by him, the real Buddha ......"

Where is the holy place!

No one knows better than His Holiness the Mud Plough what is real.