"Boy, you don't know the rules!"

As soon as these words came out, the sword qi between Ao's seventh eyebrows evaporated out of thin air and disappeared without a trace.

Ao Qi looked at a beautiful figure walking in the distance, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and muttered:

"Sister Biluo, it's good that you're here. ”

After speaking, he plopped, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and turned into a puddle of rot and collapsed to the ground.

"Female benefactor, the poor monk knows his mistakes, and the poor monk is willing to die......"

The thin monk turned around, folded his hands in front of Biluo in front of him, bowed his head silently, and said very sincerely.

"Death to apologize?"

Biluo squinted her eyes, approached step by step, and grabbed the words.

"It's really easy to say, is our Qingyun Sect so cheap? Anyone who has bullied our disciples, as long as they apologize with death, they can be forgiven? Don't you know that my disciples are all treasures? ”

A surging and turbulent river, coiled around Biluo, a faint purple smoke rising in it, the momentum is mighty, grand and magnificent.

If ordinary people don't have the same Dao method, they will only think that it is just a thin stream of water, and at most it can only be regarded as a little magical.

However, if it is replaced by a fine channel method, what you see in your eyes is that the entire Seventh State is the widest and vast, far better than the big rivers in the ordinary area.

Boundless and surging.

Inside, there will be dragons out of the water from time to time, and the tide of fish in the sky will follow.

The coercion was overwhelming, and the thin monk couldn't move for a while, and silently recited the Supreme Dharma several times before he felt a little better.

Sure enough, since the poor monk made up his mind to pay attention to this muddy water, the master kept comforting me in my ear, persuading the poor monk to dispel this thought, even if the poor monk repeatedly told him that he was ready to die on this trip, because I would not go to hell and who would go to hell, but his old man still shook his head vigorously. ”

Speaking of this, the thin monk smiled wryly.

"It turns out that his old man has long known that it's not that I have the determination to go to hell, but that with you, hell really doesn't dare to accept me, hahaha, it's really a great irony, sure enough, what the Buddha said is right, there is no Amitabha Buddha in the south. ”

In the sea of clouds in the distance, a white-eyed monk, riding a green lion, covered his figure with the help of clouds and mist, and said lonely: "Why do you want to go through this? ”

After the white-eyed monk finished speaking, he turned over from the green lion, patted the green lion's head, and said, "Let's go, go find a Dharma farther." ”

"Female Bodhisattva, can the lives of the two of us be worth it?"

After the green lion reluctantly left, the white-eyed monk stepped on the clouds, floated over, blocked the thin man, looked at the interested Biluo, and said indifferently.

"Yes, I like your female bodhisattva very much, and she is a few years older than your disciple. ”

Biluo held his chin, his belief moved, Ao Qi floated in the air, flew to the Tianyi Pavilion on the Guantian Mountain, as soon as he entered the Tianyi Pavilion, the Tianyi Yin Water in front of the Pavilion boiled, and dozens of thumb-thick water streams jumped out and wrapped around Ao Qi.

Like an octopus, he wrapped him tightly and dragged him to Tianyi Pond.

"Amitabha, the female Bodhisattva laughed. ”

The white-eyed old monk hurriedly folded his hands, not daring to be the slightest disrespectful.

"This ...... Master?!Why are you here?!"

The old monk looked at the thin monk with a doting face, and said with a smile: "Silly boy, you made a mistake, the pot is naturally carried by the old man, but don't blame the old man for not being hard enough, and this pot is a bit heavy......"

"Amitabha"

After listening to this, the thin monk closed his eyes, silently recited the Buddha's name, and then the whole body was full of golden light, and the Buddha light behind him condensed into a ring, and all the light was peaceful.

auspicious clouds descended from the sky, and the phantom of the Buddha with a big ear sat in the center of the altar to give a lecture, with a huge body, and hundreds of golden Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats around him.

The big-eared Buddha gave birth to a golden lotus in his mouth, and the light of the Taoist Buddha was rippling, bright and soft, but it was extremely domineering, trying to illuminate the heavens and the earth in vain.

The thin monk meditates in the air, doing the posture of reciting the Buddha in Buddhism, and at the same time looking straight ahead, as if there is a cliff in front of him.

The whole person was bathed in the brilliant Buddha light, and the wisps of golden light were wrapped around his body, endlessly.

This is the embodiment of breaking through the realm.

This scene was indeed unexpected by everyone, Biluo was first startled, his face was solemn, and then he looked playful.

It is said that there is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, but we want to see what this rumor is all about.

"It's too early, it's too early. The white-eyed old monk said with emotion, "I shouldn't even come." ”

Similarly, the thin monk also sighed, and said in his heart, this catastrophe has not been overcome after all, it seems that it is really as the Buddha said, it is a dead knot, even if it is now the Bodhisattva of Dezhi, it is difficult to escape, and it is still implicated in the master.

In the Guantian Sect, on the quaint second-floor altar, a humanoid phantom shadow walked down, with the shadow of Liu Sanchang's little fat man, but he was a little thinner, handsome and chic, and graceful.

The phantom sighed and said, "Hey, it's not allowed to chant Buddha, worship gods, or worship saints in the seventh state, this sentence has never been said for fun!"

One step, the aura of the entire Qinglan Domain quickly converged towards the Guantian Sect, for a while, the heavens and the earth changed color, all kinds of spiritual power turned into whirlpools, the stirring heaven and the earth shook, and the monks everywhere looked up at the sky, all those who thought they were proficient in cause and effect and arithmetic, after some divination and calculation, all highlighted a mouthful of blood, their faces were pale, and they lost a lot of yang life.

"Liu Sanbian, now that you've been dead for so long, why do you still have to intervene?!"

The phantom of the big-eared Buddha didn't make much movement, but it was a small golden Buddha on a lotus pedestal below, and he scolded.

"The rules, since they have been set, they must be obeyed!"

The endless spiritual power finally converged into a huge Dharma Statue based on the Illusory Shadow, ethereal and natural, standing in the air, and under his feet were countless green vines growing wildly, gathering into a protective shell, like a huge palm, holding it in the center of the hand.

With one foot down, the power of the earth converged again along the vines towards the huge law phase, and the law phase became more and more condensed.

Knock knock

The sound of knocking on the wooden fish came, and the phantom image of the Buddha on the auspicious clouds seemed to have not been noticed, or it was just a spiritualized image, and did not react to it.

Reciting the true meaning of the Dharma on your own.

And the golden Buddha who had been born when the Buddha sat down walked down the lotus platform and broke away from the auspicious clouds.

In a voice full of demagogy and majesty, he said:

"The rules, when you are old, you have to change, when you die, you have to give up, the new rules will be re-established, and the Buddha's light will shine on every inch of the ethereal continent. ”