Chapter Forty-Seven: The Last Prince!
"Ugh."
In this sigh,
contains too much helplessness;
It's a bit like at night in the dormitory, after everyone goes to bed, and finally people who can't stand the lights on and can't fall asleep will get out of bed and turn off the lights.
It's a bit like when playing a group in an online game, it's strange in front of you, but the meat shield warrior is still standing behind smoking and watching the scenery, and in the end the mage can only helplessly go up.
But it is undeniable that
As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one,
Especially this "alas", at this time played a natural finishing touch!
On the style, on the sense of ceremony, on the forced style, on family education, on inheritance, on experience,
Tell the truth,
Towering Mount Tai has stood in hell for thousands of years,
When the first generation started and the following generations of government kings kept their business, the fruit under the Bodhi tree had not yet fallen.
This is in the yang world, it is an unprecedented dynasty, etiquette and rules and the elegance integrated into the bones plus how to show off the archway skills, has long been full.
To put it mildly, he farts and knows how to make the people around him smell more pleasant.
The majestic body of terror,
Held by one hand,
It's just frozen there,
Add a "sigh",
Like a sprinkler of water, light and fluttering,
Everything, everything,
None of them seem to be worth mentioning.
This scene, although short, is really no worse than the special effects of the previous Bodhisattva's appearance.
Not to mention the next,
The old man's wrist moved,
Two words came out of his throat:
"Get out of the way!"
"Buzz!"
This majestic body, which covered the sky and the sun, was thrown out like throwing a discus.
Pity this Di Ting, who looks so majestic and majestic, but at this time he is like a weak little quail, thrown over, thrown over.
Di Ting's body began to shrink, and finally, in the form of an adult man, kneeling under the Bodhisattva's lotus seat.
"Amitabha, after a thousand years, we meet again."
A bodhisattva is a bodhisattva in the end,
His elegance is carried out throughout.
The old way seems to have no image much,
Sitting on the hospital bed, he reached out and picked the gap between his thumbs, and then put his fingers on the tip of his nose and sniffed;
This picture is really flavorful to the extreme.
"Oh, I'll go, but no, I haven't seen you for so many years, but I want to die."
After Lao Dao finished speaking, he smiled, reached out and took out an orange from the bed behind him, and continued:
"Eat one to quench your thirst."
After that,
The orange was thrown directly at the Bodhisattva.
The Di Ting next to him immediately stepped forward,
"Bang!"
Di Ting was smashed by an orange and flew away.
"Tut-tut, how expensive the fruit is now, people can't afford to eat it, if you don't eat it, forget it, how can you still let the beasts spoil it."
Lao Dao looked a little dissatisfied, plucked his ears with his little thumb, and then put it to his mouth and blew it, blowing out a little snowflake.
The Bodhisattva didn't care, after all, for him, what kind of style the person in front of him was, he already knew it thousands of years ago.
"It's been a thousand years, and you haven't made the slightest progress."
The Bodhisattva's eyes are like torches, and many things can be seen at a glance.
In the past thousand years since Lao Dao disappeared, he has not heard from him, Yin Si can't find him, and he can't even sense him.
When it comes to the ability to hide, to be honest, the old way is really not weaker than Yinggou.
However, it was because after the fall, there were too many enemies, so I had to do it as a last resort.
The old way is to actively choose to "collect" himself, which is more like playing a big game of chess.
Of course, there are gains and losses in everything, and this kind of day of hiding oneself is naturally impossible to live in seclusion and cultivate like in mythological stories.
The Bodhisattva said that he had not made the slightest progress in the past thousand years, and this is probably what he meant.
"Hehe, actually, I also want to work hard, I don't do anything else every day, just focus on the cultivation of the ancient Buddha on the ground wall."
Talking and talking,
Lao Dao himself laughed,
Continued:
"But it can't be helped, who called me a fucking genius, sometimes I really have to be careful, go to the pit and squat there, and maybe I can have an epiphany seven or eight times at this moment,
Alas, it's so torturous. ”
implication
What is it if a thousand years have not been entered,
As long as I want,
At any time, you can make up for the lost millennium.
"It's just a sword, worth a thousand years?"
The Bodhisattva asked.
The two sides seem to be talking, as if they are reminiscing.
As a matter of fact
The Bodhisattva is reweaving this small world of Sumeru,
This is the sun,
He's tall,
The last generation in front of him is not shorter than him,
Two tall men stand together,
It's going to be a big eye-catcher.
This firmament has a temper, and the firmament of the yang world is a master with a bad temper, it will not take the initiative to trouble you like Xuanyuan Sword, but if you dance too happily under his nose, he will not sit idly by.
Sewing and mending this small world of Sumeru is actually a foreshadowing for the next thing.
Immortals fight, but they also have to be afraid of mortals.
"What is a thousand years?" Lao Dao pursed his lips angrily, "What this government wants is heaven and earth, thousands of years and years!! ”
I don't know why, when Lao Dao said this, Zhou Ze's eyelids twitched.
It seems that at this moment,
Lao Dao is the real last monarch,
That initiation is ruthless,
The master of the ancestral inheritance said that he would lose it.
Willing to drop it,
It's because I want more!
What he wants is ten thousand years in the world, what he wants is eternity, and he only loses a thousand years, which is really a drizzle compared to ten thousand years.
Just like many students in the yokai who leave themselves in high school and cut themselves off for six years in order to get a good university.
Especially on the blackboard of the senior high school class, I like to write this kind of chicken soup phrase that today's bitterness is for his day's sweetness.
"In this way, the ancestral inheritance can be said to be lost?"
The Bodhisattva continued to ask.
meantime
The golden lotus under its seat began to fall into the ground below,
Even the sky overhead seems to be slowly inlaid with a golden edge.
Lao Dao yawned and waved his hand,
"This bit of foundation, count it as a ball, as long as you give this mansion time, this mansion can lay a bigger foundation than the ancestor!"
From the time when Lao Dao made his move to the present when communicating with the Bodhisattva, Lao Zhang was looking at Lao Dao with an expression with his mouth wide open.
Especially the words of the old Taoist to answer the Bodhisattva, it is really ............ Swallow mountains and rivers.
You won't think he's talking big, because the confidence and aura that overflows with him really gives people the feeling that since he said it, he will definitely be able to do it if he wants to.
Lao Zhang finally understood now,
Why would Lawyer An, who has always been an extremely picky eater, be willing to partner with Lao Dao to go into small alleys and alleys to comfort those older girls who look bigger than Lawyer An's own body skin.
once
Lao Zhang thinks that those in the bureau who like to drill camps are already the best enough, who would have thought that Lawyer An is the real master of this way.
Just a few sentences of answers, shocked Lao Zhang, a person who thinks he is very "upright", and he has a desire to get closer to Lao Dao.
Boss Zhou secretly lit another cigarette,
Smoking is harmful to health, harmful to others, wrong and stupid behavior!
But at this moment, Boss Zhou felt that there was nothing else to do except continue to be "stupid".
At this moment, he understood why Yinggou didn't make a sound before;
Oh, yes
My house hasn't recovered yet, and I'm still licking my wounds.
In front of me, a lively guy was clubbing,
If he doesn't go up, will he let himself drag his injured body?
It's a big deal who is not afraid of death,
hehe
On not being afraid of death,
You guy who lost your ancestral inheritance early because you were afraid of dying in a thousand years,
Do you dare to compare?
But
Zhou Ze also saw it,
This enchantment, or small world, anyway, Boss Zhou doesn't know the formation, and he doesn't know what the specific title is.
But I can clearly feel that everything here is becoming more and more real, that is to say, this enchantment is becoming more and more consolidated!
The urn has been reinforced, and next, is it time to catch turtles?
Zhou Ze really wanted to remind the old way,
Don't just brag about it,
Hurry up and dry the rack,
Then it's a matter of walking or continuing to do it, but for now, we have to hurry.
However, after thinking about it, this kind of reminder Boss Zhou still didn't speak, but continued to stupidly "swallow clouds and spit out fog";
People are more afraid of death than themselves, and people don't know about the changes around them?
"It's a pity, you have spent thousands of years, but in exchange for today."
The Bodhisattva clasped his hands together,
"Amitabha, today, the poor monk only needs to let you really move, and the calamity you imposed on the poor monk will be dispersed."
The reason why the Bodhisattva consolidated the formation here was not actually to strangle the last emperor here.
The hundred-legged insect dies but does not stiffen, although in the past thousand years, one has not advanced the slightest, and one thousand years of penance has long been gone;
But the Bodhisattva really doesn't want to fight with the last prince here,
The reason why this small world was consolidated was not to catch turtles in the urn as Zhou Ze thought, but to facilitate it here and force the prince to show his strength under his blow.
What he has to do is this, and after he is done, he can leave directly, whether he wanders away or returns to hell, he can take it easy.
And as long as the last generation is truly "moving",
Xuanyuan Sword can sense his breath,
When the time comes,
The Lord was discovered,
The ghost of the dead is no longer a ghost of the dead.
This is the Bodhisattva's plan, just like when hell changed greatly, in the face of Ying Gou and in the face of the later first generation, the Bodhisattva was only silently punched but did not resist and entangled.
If you say that it sounds good, it is Buddhism, and if you don't hear it, he is lazy;
Too lazy to spend a little more energy on things you don't care about and things you don't need.
Lao Dao smiled,
Laughing ............ The villain has the ambition,
laughing is also very uncharacterful;
This laughter is similar to the villain boss in the TV series before being killed by the protagonist.
"Jizo, do you know where the biggest gap between you and me is?"
Distance
The Bodhisattva bowed his head slightly,
Road:
"Solve."
"No other." Lao Dao stretched, then pointed to his face and smiled: "My life is better than yours!" ”
………………
meanwhile
In a wax museum in Tongcheng, thousands of miles away,
A person,
Bend down,
Bow your head,
Open your mouth:
"Click!"