If you have done it before, you don't have to take it to heart......

Li Qingyi's words are Li Qingyi's, and Fahai has his own judgment.

Guanyin walked in a hurry, hurriedly manifested some magical powers, and left in a hurry, Fahai didn't automatically what she was busy with, Fahai just sighed, Bodhisattva, into the devil.

No matter how good, wonderful, and reasonable the relics are depicted by absorbing the same reason.

This can't stop the fact that eating the same kind is the habit of life that only demons have, Guanyin still didn't hold back this step after all, he ate the relics of other bodhisattvas.

He's starting to be inappropriate.

He finally manifested Shenwei and suppressed himself and his grandfather, but there was no longer the first cold smugness in his eyes, only fear, what was he afraid of? Did he know that what he was doing was something that only demons do? He knew, and he was very sober, but why did he do it?

Fahai couldn't figure it out, after all, Fahai couldn't even figure out the gender of Guanyin, let alone figure out Guanyin.

Fuxian Dojo, in front of the cold mountain cliff, Li Qingyi is about to leave.

Fahai saw that his startling grandfather was about to leave, and he was very reluctant.

"Manly man, where did you come from so many words!" Li Qingyi looked very open, and waved his hand freely, "After leaving this time, no accident, I should go back to Zuzhou, do you have anything to say to your father?"

Fahai thought about it and found that he really didn't have anything to say to his father.

Li Qingyi complained with a look in his eyes, "You really don't want to give your father a word?"

Fahai thought for a moment, "Ask my dad to help take care of my ducks." ”

Li Qingyi raised his hand and wanted to smoke Fahai, and behind him, Sun Wukong, Sha Seng, and Bailongma hugged the old man together.

"I can't help it!"

"My master is a knife-mouthed tofu heart, why should the old man be like my master!"

"Old man, it's almost there!"

Li Qingyi waved his sleeves hatefully, "You are so self-conscious!"

As the words fell, Li Qingyi rose into the sky, turned into a sword shadow, and dissipated.

On the cold mountain cliff, An Ming's voice resounded, "Sun Anming wishes grandpa a smooth journey!"

On the wooden boat, Li Qingyi sat upright, and the moon girl behind him smiled, "You're back?"

Li Qingyi turned around, only to see Li Qingyi's old face falling off like confetti quickly, and inside the pale white hair was a resolute and dashing young man's cheeks, a long black hair, a Wu hairpin at the back of his head, his eyes were half-open, and he was full of sword intent.

The Moon Girl said, "Why don't you see An Ming with your true face?"

Li Qingyi said, "If grandpa is younger than his grandson, what kind of system will this be? The older generation must have the demeanor of the older generation." ”

Yuenu smiled, "But your appearance can't stop the truth of his eyes." ”

Li Qingyi said, "I can't stop it, I look like that, I will be more comfortable, more justifiable, and old-fashioned when I scold him! I now kind of understand why my master always likes to use the appearance of the old, so that when he scolds me, he can rely on the old and sell the old." ”

Yuenu nodded and said, "Then will An Ming go to Xianyang?"

"It's okay to go, it's okay not to go. Li Qingyi sat at the head of the wooden boat, "That's his choice, I have no right to interfere, I'm going to kill people now." ”

The moon girl half leaned on Li Qingyi's side, "King Qiang?"

"Hmm!" Li Qing hugged the slender waist of the moon girl, and a smile appeared in the corner of his eyes, "Where's the boy?

Outside the wooden boat, the sound of a divine bird resounded, only to see the three-legged Bifang fly in front of the wooden boat, dragging the boat, whistling away, leaving only a remnant of flames in the air.

On the cliff, Fahai looked up at his grandfather above his head and walked away.

Grandpa is a ranger.

A kind of sword fairy that is exactly the same as the traditional setting in Xianxia.

Happy enmity, accompanied by beautiful women, walking the world, everywhere is a wine and sword beauty.

This is a way of life that Fahai can't envy, he abandoned the throne, abandoned his family and hatred, and wandered all his life, and he was chic all his life.

For the emperor's family, this kind of life is not a proper job, but then again, when he was there, the An family was not the emperor's family!

"Master!" Sun Wukong said behind his back, "The old man is gone, let's pack up and leave!"

Sha Seng said, "This place is not friendly to us at all, there is no food, there is no drink, there is not even a place to live, think about the fact that before Tang Sanfu Master came here to eat, drink, dance and dance, we are here, eat the air!"

Xiao Bailong scolded, "The most disgusting thing is that the spoils of this level have made Guanyin cut off his beard! Those two relics, Guanyin can make a fortune this time!"

Fahai turned back and said to himself, "I still need to see someone." ”

Xiao Bailong said, "Who?"

Fahai didn't speak, and went straight to the mountain gate of Hanshan Temple.

The stone stairs of Hanshan Temple collapsed and festered, and some monks of Hanshan Temple sat on the ground and meditated.

Fahai walked down from above, and those monks turned pale, but they were powerless to escape, so they could only bow their heads and put their hands together, respectfully, "Amitabha, I've seen the holy monks." ”

"Amitabha, I've seen the holy monks. ”

Fahai looked at those monks who were struggling to survive, there was no punishment, they were not qualified to participate in this level of calamity, and there was no need to give them these punishments.

The mountain gate of Hanshan Temple, a very ordinary jade Buddha cliff, the front of the Buddha cliff is carved with a bronze Puxian law face cast according to the cold mountain, copper Emei, copper Emei, it is said that this is the reason.

Fahai looked at the Fuxian Faxiang and sat down.

Behind Fahai, the monkey's fiery eyes were activated, and the real fire in his pupils was burning, and the monkey tried to find some clues in this universal law, but unfortunately, he didn't see it in the end.

Xiao Bailong said, "How?"

The monkey shook his head.

At this time, Fahai got up, "The snow has melted, look at the Bodhisattva's hand to open a five-colored immortal mushroom!"

In the bronze hand of the Bodhisattva, a five-colored fairy mushroom is rich and open.

A drop of water fell on the monkey's brow, the monkey was stunned, looked up, only to see that the snow in the sky that was originally fluttering turned into spring rain at the moment, a drop of clear water fell from the sky, the rain fell in front of the Bodhisattva's appearance, and the water vapor diffused a huge Bodhisattva of the same size as the Hanshan Temple, which is the ancestor of Fuxian!

The water vapor melted the Fuxian patriarch's fingers twisted the orchid fingers, and smiled like spring, the eyes rich in wisdom looked at the dilapidated Mount Emei below, up and down the Hanshan Temple, one after another thousands of years of eternal frost quickly withered, and the entire Mount Emei quickly began to grow towards lush growth.

"This, this is - Patriarch Fuxian has manifested!"

"It's the Patriarch of Fuxian!"

"I'll bow down and worship Patriarch Puxian!"

Up and down the mountain, the monks of Hanshan Temple were prostrate on the ground one by one, crying excitedly, as if they had found their former spiritual pillars.

Seeing this, Sha Seng read a long sentence, "Master, after all, he is still a monk, and he is compassionate!"

Xiao Bailong said, "The real explanation of the rumor that the five-color Xianzhi is in full bloom is that when the five-color Xianzhi is in bloom, the scripture learner will come to Fuxian Emei Mountain, and help Emei Mountain welcome back the ancestor by the way." ”

Sun Wukong said, "It's a pity, the abbot of Fuxian, the IQ is limited, take this sentence apart and read, either the Fuxian Bodhisattva manifests, or the scriptures are killed, he didn't expect to die, the Fuxian Bodhisattva means that the scriptures are coming, and the Fuxian dojo has hope, haha, it should have been a joyful calamity, but because of the problem of breaking the sentence, a fight, and the deaths and injuries became like this, why bother? Master!"

Fahai touched his bald head, "Perhaps, this is the reason why the master asked me to go to the Western Scripture, resolve the misunderstandings and grievances in this world, and leave." ”

Fahai was about to leave with his apprentice, and a voice came from the place behind him.

"Thank you, Holy Monk!"

This voice came out, and it was all over the mountains, and it was all chanted.

"My Buddha is merciful, the holy monk is merciful!"

"Holy monk Gaode, Buddhism should be rejoicing!"

"Fuxian, return to Lingshan!"

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