Volume 8: The Winning Officials Chapter 10 Mo Dao Shiren has one eye
Liu Miaoxiang obviously realized her misdemeanor, her pretty face was red, she took the blonde girl's spiritual sand with a twist, and recited a verse: "I have a pearl, which has been blocked by the red dust for a long time." Now the dust is gone, shining through the mountains and rivers!"
"Senior Brother Liumiaoxiang...... "Nadi originally thought that this kind of festive occasion should be a little more regular, but the cultivator's old Cheng still couldn't suppress the cardamom girl's innocence in the end, and after a little entanglement, she still couldn't help but ask the gossip: "You can't really be inspired to break the threshold just because you saw my senior brother's appearance, right?"
After receiving personal confirmation, she still thought it was incredible, or to put it more bluntly: ridiculous.
"Senior brother, you are a little obsessed!" The shyness on Liu Miaoxiang's face disappeared, and the whole person suddenly became solemn, pointing to the Zhizhu in his palm and talking: "The magic of opening the bottleneck is often hidden in the most ordinary life fun." Maybe it's just a brow-raising, maybe it's a stick and a drink, maybe it's seeing the flowers bloom and the leaves falling, maybe it's hearing the morning bell and dusk drum...... In the same way, what is so strange that I see a beautiful man and thus have a clear understanding and enlightenment?"
The flute quietly flattened his mouth, and said in his heart that even if you talk about 108,000 truths, you can't hide the fact that you are a nymphomaniac.
Seeing that she couldn't fool her partner, Liu Miaoxiang could only be cheeky and divert the topic, pretending that she had just seen the "Pure Land Blessed Field" that had been reclaimed, and shouted: "You have already applied spiritual fertilizer to this acre twice!"
"Yes, I'm waiting for you to come to the dragon to get water. β
"Hmm. Let's finish this acre of land and call it a day early! I have to hurry up and report the matter of Ben San to the sect and replace the crescent headband of the Qi Refining Triple. β
"It should. β
"Don't worry, I won't let you be absent from work with me in vain. Ryu Miaoxiang returned the Zhizhu to the flute, and recited a mantra to release a green cloud the size of a lotus leaf from the "Lotus Silk Cloud Boots" under her feet. Driven by her, the green clouds slowly rose more than a foot high and flew over the "Pure Land Futian", dripping with a light rain. The rain, with a faint medicinal scent, sprinkled on the luminous sand and bones on the ground, like boiling water poured salt on it, quickly dissolving it into pools of brown juice, which spread widely and penetrated into the mud.
"This 'nectar cloud' is really big enough. "That flute has seen the genuine Faxiang Qingyun in the Basho Valley of the Giant Spirit Realm, and he is quite disdainful of this artificially refined Xuanyun.
"The goods distributed above are all like this, and those high-quality "manna clouds" are sold in the market. Rumioka took out ten olive-sized Linggu seeds and buried them in the newly cultivated "Pure Land Futian" at the right intervals.
"I heard that the level of refining Xuanyun in this sect doesn't seem to be very good. β
"No, no. The eight wealthy families of Little Buddha Continent, the Tushan clan is the first to refine the craftsmanship of Xuanyun, and they can even refine the "somersault cloud", which can teleport out of Li Xu or even dozens of miles at once, and the speed far exceeds that of flying swords and flying needles, which has always been in short supply on the market. β
"'Spreading clouds'? I've heard that the top-notch 'somersault clouds' can move 108,000 miles away in an instant, is that really that exaggerated?"
"That level of 'somersault cloud' can only be refined by the old monsters of some of the top famous families in the four major continents. Liu Miaoxiang waved her hand disapprovingly: "Just the Tushan clan's self-proclaimed fox fairies, let's wash and sleep as soon as possible! They also have a superb refining level of their signature dish "Painted Skin Cloud" - but even if "Painted Skin Cloud" is the best in the world, what is the use, that thing can only be used to change appearance, it can't be used for any serious purposes, it's just a trick and trick." β
"I'm going to have to buy a 'Painted Skin Cloud'......" The flute twisted thoughtfully as a swan-like jade neck.
"Why do you want a makeover?"
"It's not me, I want to give it to my senior brother to use. The blonde girl squeezed her eyes at Miaoxiang urgently: "I'm worried that one day he will go out and hang around, so that the heretics in the Demon Mountain will look right, and some "demon girls" will suddenly find inspiration to break the threshold because of thisβisn't that a sin?"
She deliberately bit the word demon girl very hard.
Liumiaoxiang's face can be made for Indian Ah San, her eyes widened and she glared at her angrily, and only after a while, she scolded: "Little hoof! When will you eat flying vinegar?"
Na Di didn't think that she would say this, and her pretty face was suddenly hot, so she could go and make barbecue for the Korean sticks.
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The Treasure Courtyard is also a giant snail shell floating in the air.
Chang Kaishen and Evil Moon drove the flying needle and landed in front of the treasure house, but they didn't even see the ghost shadow of a Buddhist cultivator, only a few lucky children took a broom and swept the floor on the lotus platform.
"The monk must have thought that the sun was still early, so he went to meditate and cultivate!" "Evil Moon laughed, and called a lucky boy to hurry up and tell him to go and inform the girls to come out to pick up the guests: "But it's really too early for us to come, it's still morning, Fak Oil, I'm getting a lot of light with you today!"
"Meaningless, today is just the beginning, I will be able to let you get ...... every day in the future" Chang Kaishen took advantage of his leisure time to put his hands on the pergola and looked up at the majestic treasure house.
This treasure house is a statue of the Buddha who stands on the lotus flower with the right palm bent and the left hand fist placed under the navel.
A mountain is a Buddha, and a Buddha is a mountain.
Zhuang Yuanlang was fascinated by it, and Evil Moon smiled beside him: "Did you see the seal of the Buddha statue of this master? Hmph, treasure trove, hum, don't move, isn't it particularly interesting that the two are connected?"
"Do we cultivators also believe in such a vulgar thing as the auspicious omen of the mouth gloss?"
"Nonsense! We are inherently laymen, and the difference is that we have great power in our hands. β
"Vulgar is good, buddy likes vulgarity. Chang Kaishen swam around the lotus platform alone, and found a very abrupt and strange stone statue behind the treasure house, that is, the buttocks of the Buddha.
The reason why it is abrupt is because the entire lotus platform is empty, and there is not even a big confetti, and the sudden emergence of such a statue is as eye-catching as a briquette in a snowdrift.
The reason why it is strange is that this statue is carved with a naked bald monk.
From an artistic point of view, this David of the Maha Immeasurable Palace is definitely a masterpiece of earth-shattering ghosts and gods, not only the muscle lines are depicted vividly and smoothly, but even the small details such as body surface hair, skin texture, and birthmark scars are not ignored. To a large extent, the carver is not actually selling craftsmanship, but "giving birth" from the stone to a handsome monk with a face like a full moon and two earlobe wheels!
When Zhuang Yuanlang saw the statue for the first time, he thought he was hallucinating, rubbed his eyes and took a closer look, and was immediately thundered.
This lifelike stone monk is not just naked, it has one hand on its waist, and the other hand under its crotch to hold the green tendons, short and thick sausage, in the shape of a bamboo and a turtle. The place where the little sausage, which is as angry as iron, is pointed at in the distance, which is the position of the butt eye of the Buddha. Let's say that it looks obscene, but it has the expression of great compassion and universal sentient beings; let's say that it looks good and solemn, but what it does is really obscene. Obviously it is a frozen dead object, the beauty of the rhythm, the strong desire, the compassionate face, and the solemn Sanskrit appearance, but through the unique tension of art, it is vividly rendered and vivid.
Although Chang Kaishen still didn't know which way Mao Shen came up with such a thing to blaspheme the ancestral master, it was obviously not a day or two since it was placed here, otherwise the dust on his body would not be so thick.
Why the Treasure Courtyard would let it go, Zhuang Yuanlang didn't know and didn't bother to know, he only knew that the scale of this statue undoubtedly exceeded his bottom line, making him feel sick and even sick to his stomach.
So...... A stone striking sword slashed down from afar.
After making a move, there was a faint trace of regret in his heart, is it a pity to completely destroy such a perfect artistic treasure?
God is very face-saving and decisively gave him a chance to choose again.
The statue of the naked monk circled five steps, and a layer of eggshell-shaped glass-colored body protection divine light appeared out of thin air, and the secret sword collapsed upward, and even the ripples of the Dao were not raised.
Chang Kaishen rolled his eyes when he saw it, did Niang Xipi make a mistake! The aura index and strength of this glazed body protection divine light are chasing the magic weapon enchantment of Nagarjuna.
It's no wonder! It's no wonder that the Treasure Courtyard watched as this bastard statue tree did nothing here, it turned out that this thing had been blessed by some Yuan Infant Dharma King, or even a higher-level celebrity*.
Mischief also depends on people, ordinary monks do this is purely stupid Boyi looking for death, and the great god of cultivation does this, it is the dust of the game, it is the anecdote of strange people, and it is the beautiful talk that will be passed down to future generations.
Can't get used to it? Unconvinced? Do you dare to take care of it? If it is said that the Yuanying-level body protection divine light is a big tree, the qi refining cultivator is probably not even a grasshopper.
For other French rookies, no matter how unwilling they are on this occasion, they can only pinch the eggs and slip away.
But who is Champion Lang?
He thought that the vajra secret sword was too slow to activate, so he walked over with a swagger.
As soon as the seemingly indestructible protective divine light met Chang Kaishen, it was like the Red Sea in front of Moses and the gate in front of Ali Baba, which did not play any role in blocking it, and letting him fish into the sea also seemed to break into the inner circle of the core.
Looking back at the restored eggshell-like body protection divine light, Kaishen-chan sneered three times, and slashed towards the stone man's straight and upright root.
His original intention was to keep a severed-arm Venus, but he didn't expect that after the sword qi slashed it, it actually slashed and blood splattered on the spot.