Little Mantra, who sat on his father's lap, listened to the story and listened to it with tears in his eyes......

The old monk of the Ten Commandments smiled and beckoned to Xiao Zhenyan, "Child, come here......"

Ning Ze nodded to his son, and the mantra walked to the old monk's side and shouted, "Master of the Ten Commandments." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The old monk smiled and asked, "Little donor of Truth, why are you so sad?"

Xiao Zhenyan thought for a long time, and replied with red eyes: "I don't know, I just feel uncomfortable and want to cry......"

"Come, close your eyes, and you......'ll be fine in a while," the old monk said softly.

Xiao Zhenyan obediently closed his eyes......

The old monk folded his hands and pronounced a Buddha name, the golden body of the Buddha came to the world, the golden body released a soft Buddha light, and the seal of ten thousand Buddhas rotated around the mantra......

In a moment, the black gas above Xiao Zhenyan's head emitted, and the spell melted.

"Fellow Daoist, why are you doing this?" Ning Ze looked at the old monk of the Ten Commandments who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his heart was inevitably sad.

The old monk smiled slightly, and said: "Taoist friends don't have to blame themselves, the old monk stepped out of the Lingyin Temple today, and he has broken the precepts, the Lingyin Temple has five more precepts than the Buddha Gate, and the old monk broke two precepts today: Lingyin will never appear in the world, and he will not talk about Buddhism ......."

"Master, how are your injuries, and the monks are willing to heal the master......

The old monk shook his head and said: "No need, the old monk is almost over, the old monk has no Buddha cultivation, but he has condensed the golden body of the Buddha, and the vitality has been decided......

The Futu monk, kneeling in front of the old monk, complained with tears: "Master...... You keep saying that I'm messing around, but you don't know how important it is...... You're ...... You've even hitched yourself a ride, why can't you think about it like this......"

The old monk smiled and said: "Aren't you unwilling to keep the precepts anymore? Since you have walked out of the Lingyin Temple, you are no longer a disciple ......of the Lingyin Temple, and the old monk has also figured out that the Lingyin Temple has kept the precepts from the first generation of monks, generation after generation, for too long, the world is about to change greatly, and the scriptures left by the Mida should also be present, and the old monk will break the precepts and come out, and the Lingyin will return to silence from then on."

"Master......" Futu was speechless.

The old monk glanced at Ning Ze, and said to Dinghui Bodhisattva: "Bodhisattva, from today on, Lingyin Temple will be included in the Mida Temple, all the scriptures will be handed over to the monks, the old monk is a monk, the Bodhisattva is a monk, the Buddha is a monk, and all living beings are ...... The monks ......"

"Buddha Midha, Ten Commandments Monk Silence ......"

"Ten Commandments, Bodhisattva ......"

Ning Ze got up and looked at the old monk's Dharma body, his love Ning Ze received, he understood his last wish, he was willing to be called a monk until he died, and he would repay a wish for this old monk.

He walked among the many bodhisattvas and arhats, each with a palm......

"Poof...... Poof......" spit out a mouthful of black water, and the chaos was gone.

Ning Ze bent down to pick up his unconscious son, walked out of the Big Buddha Hall, and walked out of the Mida Temple.

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"Abba, why are we walking to Brother Cang and Uncle Ningji? It's too slow......" Xiao Zhenyan complained with his little short legs.

"They are born on two legs, and if they don't walk, what do you want them to do? If they don't walk, they will become birds or fish ......."

"That's right, let's walk......"

"Yan'er, how about Abba teach you the most powerful steps?"

"What pace?"

"Yubu ......"

Ning Ze didn't tell his son, in fact, his Yuan Shen was too big, Dao Nian and Zhenhai were pressed by the Yuan Shen, he couldn't mobilize at all, and he couldn't fly.

The white-haired and red-faced couple buckled the rope and came to Ning Ze, and they said cautiously: "Sir... Mr...... Didn't you say that if you save the little boy, you will let us go?"

"That's what I said, but before I let you go, I'd like to ask you two a few questions......"

"Just ask, sir, we know everything......"

"You're strangers?"

"Yes......"

"You are a member of the Seven Apertures, so you should be a member of the Spirit Pupil Clan?"

"You...... How do you know?"

Ning Ze smiled and said, "I also know that your name is Qi Hongyu, his name is Tong Shixuan, you two clans have a feud, but you abandoned your clan and eloped, and gave birth to a daughter, what I said is right?"

"You...... You...... Who the hell are you?" the two looked at Ning Ze in shock, with a defensive expression.

Ning Ze said lightly: "Who am I, you don't know if you say it, just treat it as an old man! If it weren't for your ruthlessness, I wouldn't want to embarrass you, just ......" Ning Ze slapped two palms and dissolved the chaos.

"Thank you, Mr. ......"

"By the way, Qi Hongyu, why did you kill the Cuiwei Heavenly Son?" Ning Ze asked.

Cuiwei God, gray robe, and purple robe also looked over, all because of this woman, she not only smashed Cuiwei to pieces, but also smashed the sky out of the hole, and then there was this devil's thing......

Qi Hongyu heard Ning Ze's question, gritted her teeth and said, "That little brute, he actually stole the bracelet I left for my daughter, do you think he should die......"

"What?" the crowd was stunned.

Cuiwei God roared: "Just because of a string of bracelets, you will hunt down and kill my son, and fight with the old man, you crazy woman." ”

"What, your son dares to steal my daughter's bracelet, I will fight with you, your brute son will not die well!" Tong Shixuan's red eyes were red and he wanted to come up and fight hard.

Ning Ze asked, "Are you sure you're right, that's your daughter's bracelet?"

Qi Hongyu said fiercely: "The bracelet was left to me by my mother, my daughter was born, I gave her the bracelet, but unfortunately she was blessed and died early, my father buried my daughter with the bracelet, and now the hand tremor appears in the hand of the little beast, it goes without saying, he must have done something immoral......"

"Ah...... That little brute turned out to be ...... Dare to dig my daughter's grave......" Tong Shixuan couldn't bear it anymore, so he pounced on it and fought with Cuiwei God.

The gray robe and the purple robe also disdainful in their hearts, they didn't expect the dignified son of heaven to do such a dirty thing, no wonder people are desperate.

Ning Ze listened, and he was also angry, that stinky boy dared to beat his sister's idea, and he also got Xiao Yezi's bracelet, he was not killed, count his luck, he deserved to be killed......

"Stop...... the two of them heard Ning Ze's voice, one trembled, and stopped at the same time.

Ning Ze walked slowly in front of the two of them with his hands behind his back, and said: "How old are you, if you don't say the right thing, you can do it, thanks to the fact that this is a desert...... What's the matter, can't you talk about it well, fight and kill, insult Sven, Yan'er, are you right?"

"Hmm! it's not right to fight," Xiao Zhenyan nodded heavily.

"Look at it, look at it, even my son understands the truth, why don't you understand?"

"Hahaha......" The old man laughed out loud without embarrassment.

"What are you laughing at?, am I not right?" Ning Ze glared coldly at the White Bone Daoist.

Bai Gu couldn't laugh, how could he forget that he couldn't beat others, and this devil was not only moody, but also schizophrenic, he quickly shut up and shook his head, indicating that he didn't laugh.

"Giggle...... Abba, Grandpa White Bone is so funny......" Little Mantra was amused by White Bone's funny appearance.

Ning Ze said dissatisfiedly: "What is Grandpa White Bone? Call Uncle White Bone ......"

The little mantra and the white bones are uncomfortable, they are staring at each other with big eyes, how can this be called?

Tong Shixuan and Cuiwei Heavenly Lord glared at each other fiercely, bowed to Ning Ze and said, "Sir, it's... It's us who don't ......."