(I've been busy with farming these days, so I don't have time to be sorry for everyone!) I'm sure I'll make it up tonight! I'm sorry)

To be honest, in fact, it was just an instant, and the big-bellied Maitreya Buddha with a kind smile appeared from the void, and the girl in a corner was already smiling: "Wowhaha~, big villain~ You said that you will not be fat like this in the future~, so cute~ Cuter than Xiaolonger~, hmm~ Hehe! ”

"Go~ Go, wait for the husband to become like this in the future~ It's not like I'm crushing you little girl!" Feeling the delicate body of the girl trembling lightly on her legs, Wang Ming couldn't help but pinch her Qiong nose lightly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Hearing the sound~, Ning Yu Little Lori's delicate face suddenly became extremely delicate, slowly twisted her petite ass and turned her delicate body, and her cute eyes blinked a few times: "Okay~, big villain, anyway, you are mine alone now, come and press me!" ”

Looking at the temptation of little Lori's eyes and movements, Wang Ming couldn't help frowning: "Ning Yu~ Don't make trouble, Xiang Ming is doing the right thing!" ”

Who knew that hearing his words, the little Lori smiled more delicately, leaned forward slightly and kissed his cheek, and the little pigeon in front of him also slowly rubbed a few laps, feeling the **** slowly bulging somewhere I couldn't help but squint my cute eyes: "Big villain~, the ancestral hall is also a serious matter, what if I want a well-behaved baby like a dragon now?" ”

Wang Ming's eyelids jumped slightly, he exhaled lightly, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, closed his eyes, and manipulated a few spirits, pretending to be like the wind~ often accompany me!

"Stupid brother~brother~, do you want to bully Ning'er~~"

"I'll wipe ~!" Wang Ming, who had just closed his eyes, heard a reverie and sweet temptation sound in his ears, immature and with the unique voice of the girl Lori, the huge figure of Maitreya Buddha who had just appeared in the sky flickered.

"Nan Wu ~ Amitabha!" What followed was a light sigh of mercy, and Maitreya Buddha, who had been copied by Wang Ming from Journey to the West, folded his hands and smiled and nodded towards the two figures that looked incomparably small: "Buddhism is boundless~ My heart is infinite, Lu Daoyou~ Although the cause and effect of the day are good, they are also evil!" Good is evil ~ evil is good, good deeds are not good, can evil deeds be good? Can also? Can't either? I am now showing ~ Buddha has a fate! Guanming Taoist friends~, Nan no Maitreya past Buddha, good~ good! ”

With a chanting of Zen, Maitreya, who has a kind smile and a plump body, is already a phantom shadow and can hardly survive~ only a hazy smile.

"Old monk~, take a break~, pick me up first~ Innate One Qi Pure Yang Magic Sword!"

Looking at the sword qi that flickered between the fingers of the Pure Yang Dao and shot out rapidly, Maitreya shook his head with an illusory and inseparable smiling face, rolled up the huge rosary in the void, and flew towards the foot of the mountain, a bald-headed monk with a heavy footstep mixed with the Yuan army, and a nervous face.

The rosary is getting smaller and smaller, but the sword qi that follows it is getting bigger and bigger, directly encompassing half of the Zhongnan Mountain.

"Master~Master~, don't scare me~, Master! You have something to do~ What should I do! At this time, the bald monk didn't notice that he was behind him, and as the huge golden pestle rolled back and forth at his feet, his fat face was already in tears.

And the emaciated face of the monk in his arms was full of smiles: "Darba~, as a teacher~ seems to have seen the Buddha!" He's coming~ The Buddha is coming! ”

"Master~, you'll be fine, master, open your eyes and look at the apprentice! Master~~! Listening to the fantasy before the master's 'death~', Darba, who was already crying, couldn't help crying, but he didn't know that behind him was a fat monk of the same size as him, squinting and smiling, and the phantom of countless people penetrated into him in the greedy, envious, jealous and hateful eyes of countless people.

However, the Mongolian army in front of them, with a hideous face and wielding a butcher's knife, maintained their faces at the last moment and did not move until a cool evening breeze blew, and both the horses and the invincible steppe cavalry fell to the ground silently.

"Bang~Bang~Bang!"

A few seconds later, the sound of the Mongolian iron horse pushing the golden mountain and the jade pillar sounded one after another. The leader of the Jin Army, who was the first to come to his senses from the scene of the immortal Buddha's incarnation, suddenly shouted: "Retreat~ Retreat!" The whole army retreats! ”

It's a pity~, it's a little late, and when the sword light dissipates, most of his forwards will also die.

"Adjutant General~, Adjutant General! Hurry up and check on the soldiers! ”

Just when the strife at the foot of the mountain was in chaos, Chunyang Zhenren took a sip of sake in the silent crowd, and then smiled slightly and threw his palm and said: "Guanming~, I'm giving it to you!" ”

The white-clothed Guanming didn't speak, but slowly reached out to take the flask that came from a distance.

Chunyang Zhenren shook his head when he saw it, and then lowered his head and stroked Qingfeng on his palm: "Jian'er~, you have followed me for ten thousand years~, you have your own spirituality~~, go ahead~, go find another person who is qualified to hold you!" ”

"Yin~~~" followed but only a sword roar trembled slightly, and the fairy sword, which was originally bright and shining, and the deep sword qi was covered with iron stains and rust in everyone's eyes in an instant, and rolled to the ground with a clang.

"The sword is away from the master ~ self-deception and dust, why persuade the ear!" Just when the beings were confused, the white-clothed Guanming, who had not moved for a long time, suddenly spoke~, still as quiet and free as at the beginning, but there was an inexplicable trace of sadness in his tone.

"Heh~" Hearing this, the Pure Yang Daoist raised his head and chuckled, not knowing what he was laughing at. Then he bent down and picked up the rusty sword, wrapped it with the bi flute in his left hand, and said in a low voice: "Since this is the case~, then you can take my pure yang method and wait for the person who is destined to inherit it!" Saying this, he glanced at the mountain range where the Quanzhen Sect was located not far away, and thought for a moment before he spoke again: "If there is a difficulty~, you can help me with the disciples of the Fa Cheng, go!" ”

With the slight movement of the palm of his hand, the dusty and rusty sword instantly rolled up the jasper bamboo flute and flew in the eyes of all beings towards the Pure Yang Palace of the Quanzhen Ancestral Court of Zhongnan Mountain.

And by the time they withdrew their slanted eyes from the blade, the Pure Yang Dao people had already disappeared at some point, leaving only a lonely white figure holding a wine jug and sipping it from time to time.

"Tao Ke Dao ~ very Dao, name can be named ~ very famous! Today we know the infinite way"

"The sword is the way ~ the law is the way! Heaven and earth are the Way! ”

"The Tao is the Tao ~ Buddha is the Tao! Confucianism, immortals, and demons are also Tao! ”

"Man is the way ~ Demon is the way! All beings seek their own way! ”

"God is the way, martial arts is the way! I am the only one who wants to get away! ”

"Self-cultivation, soul cultivation and heart cultivation, although I am free, I am also domineering!"

"Contemplating the body ~ contemplating the mind is clear! Hehe~ haha! ”

As the last laugh came, the extremely crowded Zhongnan Mountain instantly became extremely empty, but the originally peaceful town of the Zhongnan Mountain Sect instantly became lively.

"Ah~, how did we get back!"

"Immortals~Immortals!"

"Buddha!"

"Pure Yang Real People~!" (To be continued.) )