Zhen Yuanzi stood in the courtyard, the green branches were lush, the green leaves were gloomy, and the leaves of the ginseng fruit tree looked like plantains, more than a thousand feet high straight up, and there were seven or eight zhang circles under the roots. The shadows of the trees are swaying, the branches and leaves are like covers, the Milky Way is poured into it, thousands of stars are intertwined, the frost color is clear, the eyebrows are illuminated, the blue and white grind, the cold and gloomy people.

At first glance, it seems to be warm and cold, and the snow has not disappeared.

The end of the glass world, the country of Qiong Yao.

Quiet, lonely, far from the mortal.

"Giggles,"

"Giggles,"

"Giggles,"

At this time, the crisp children's laughter broke the peace in the court, the wind blew, shaking the ginseng fruit tree, the twenty-eight ginseng fruits of all sizes swayed, and the children's figures inside were vivid, carved in pink and jade, as if they were smiling, shaking their hands and feet, shaking their heads, innocent.

When Zhen Yuanzi heard this laughter, the gloom between his eyebrows disappeared a lot, he turned around, raised his hand, rubbed the ginseng fruit, between his mouth and nose, full of aroma, and muttered: "Old man, as long as I can save you, I don't have to care about a little face." ”

Even if Zhen Yuanzi said this, his eyelids still jumped violently when he thought of the words of the Buddhist sect, but he sighed in his heart, and he had no choice but to agree.

In the end, he is just a wisp of incarnation, how can he be able to stop the wolf-like and arrogant Buddhist Xuanmen?

Besides, the other party held the ginseng fruit tree, and he had no fear.

"Had to start with. ”

Zhen Yuanzi was faintly clear behind him, if the crescent moon raised his eyebrows, he looked at the ginseng fruit tree, as long as this spiritual root can continue to persevere, maybe one day he will be able to lead the true body back, and when the time comes, the situation will definitely be very different.

"I don't have a book in my hand, and I don't have a hard breath. ”

Zhen Yuanzi shook his head, sat down on the cloud couch again, and began to chant.

Buddha realm, Western bliss.

Before the blessed stars shine on the thunder, Lu is as heavy as a mountain and can reach the sky.

The longevity fruit is full of raw haze, the flowers bloom every day, the fruit is ripe from time to time, and the relics are fragrant, intertwined into a warp.

Shakyamuni Buddha sat on the lotus seat, between the eyebrows put three thousand millimeters of light, six kinds of vibrations, throughout the Dharma realm, behind him, it is difficult to describe the Buddha's luck in words appeared purple and blue, mighty, not to see its depth, all the time, all the time, all sent out a tsunami-like sound.

Under the influence of the luck of Buddhism, the current Buddha of this Buddhism has faintly suppressed the heavens.

At this time, only to hear the sound of the huge Buddha, the banner treasure cover, the strange treasure fairy flowers, one after another, below, sitting a Buddha, flesh and gold face, purple gold Dharma body, holding the dust, smiling.

The Buddha was not someone else, but a Buddha who was an acquaintance of Shakyamuni Buddha, and the two of them were not too polite, and after they took their seats, they began to talk.

In the eyes of this Buddha, the clouds cover thousands of acres, the light of Ruicai Bao rises, the wonderful sound of fairy music, the sound is endless, such a weather, with the amount of this Buddha are shocked, the innate spiritual root of the ginseng fruit tree is really hard to imagine if there is no calamity how earth-shattering.

Perhaps it is precisely because the innate spiritual root is too blessed that the calamities are continuous, and it is rare to achieve perfection.

"Fear of leaving Sun Buddha to ask which ancestor of the earth immortals?"

Shakyamuni Buddha's eyes moved, he would not call the other party Zhen Yuanzi.

"Not bad. ”

Afraid of leaving the dust in the hands of Sun Buddha, there is a sense of hunting and hunting, and said: "Although our Buddhism is not short of ginseng fruit of this level, there is no doubt that for a few people who learn the scriptures, the fruit of life is the most appropriate." ”

Fear Liusun smiled and said, "That monkey in particular, needs ginseng fruit to pull the potential of his physical body. ”

"Avalokiteshvara is ready. ”

Shakyamuni Buddha nodded slightly, and twenty-four white rainbows ran through the sky behind him, traversing heaven and earth, and said: "Our Buddha is not a harsh person, and the ancestor of the earth immortals will not make people embarrassed." ”

The Buddha listened to it and agreed.

The one in Wuzhuang Guan of Xiniu Hezhou is only the ancestor of the earth immortals, not the Zhenyuan Daxian who listened to the lectures in Zixiao Palace with the saints back then, and now there are Buddhism and Xuanmen, and the other party is lonely, so he will choose the "smart" approach.

"Ginseng Fruit Tree,"

In the eyes of the Buddha, the light beats, as if it is very deep, and there are other thoughts.

Shakyamuni Buddha didn't seem to see it and lowered his eyelids.

Western Elysium, Great Sun Dharma Realm.

In the pool of merit, the golden lotus is in full bloom.

On it, the lantern is lit and shines brightly.

Da Ri Rulai received the Dharma body, it looked like it was only nine feet, he wore a crown on his head, he was wearing a robe, and when he walked, he did not look like the stability of the Buddha, but there was a kind of dragon and tiger step.

In the surroundings, the original Buddha, or something else, has long since left.

Suddenly, Da Ri Rulai was aware of it, and he raised his head, and his gaze left the Western Elysium and threw himself into the underworld, where people were not visible, but he was sure that it must be the Holy Dojo Wa Imperial Palace.

More importantly, at the same time, Da Ri Rulai sensed that his luck in the dark seemed to be cut off, and this feeling was like cutting meat.

"Wa Palace, ghost car,"

What kind of character Da Ri Rulai is, in an instant, he understands that the little guy ghost car has the support of Wa Imperial Palace, and officially inherited the luck of his starling.

Originally, between heaven and earth, there was only one golden crow left, and he was able to enjoy the luck of the golden crow clan alone, and now the ghost car devoured and fused the golden crow essence blood he prepared for him and the will of his own starling that he had finally collected, in a sense, he represented his starling, although it was definitely not complete, but it was famous and real, and it could share the luck.

"Damn. ”

Rao is Dari Rulai is scheming, and when he noticed this incident, he couldn't help but grit his teeth.

First, Li Yuanfeng has this opportunity, which is completely fulfilled by the great day. Anyone who makes a wedding dress is very angry. This is true for ordinary people, and the same is true for the Great Ri Rulai.

Second, Da Ri Rulai was angry with the attitude of the Wa Palace.

If there is no presiding over the Wa Palace, it is difficult for Li Yuanfeng to completely inherit all the eight princes of the ten princes of Jinwu, and Da Ri Rulai can find an opportunity to find trouble with Li Yuanfeng.

really found an opportunity, with the supreme supernatural power of Da Ri Rulai, it was impossible to extract the golden crow essence blood that Li Yuanfeng integrated into his body.

Now, it's all empty.

Da Ri Rulai clenched his fists, wanting to make a move, but he could see that the appearance of Emperor Wa flashed in the sea, and after thinking about it, he still fell silent. If you really want to achieve great things in the future, you must have the support of Wa Palace.

Wa Palace.

Li Yuanfeng had already opened his eyes, and a three-legged golden crow appeared behind him, and the raging flames were burning, and the gold was shining brightly, containing countless majesty.

"Whew,"

Li Yuanfeng exhaled and was satisfied.