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One after another, they were able to achieve great cultivation, but because they were suppressed by their true lives by Fang Tian's murals, they were unable to ascend to the upper realm. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Di Jin was suddenly a little afraid that when his true life returned, his true self would awaken, and he would become another inhuman and strange person, and he was afraid that that person would not be himself

"Five hundred years ago, I gave you that bottle of Jade Void Wine!" "Remember! When I crossed the Tribulation Period Thunder Tribulation, you specially gave me a bottle of Tianchi Wine to condense the immortal body!" "There's a drop of my essence blood in there!" "Huh?" "There's a drop of my essence blood in there!"

"Ahh

To be a man, you have to be so open-minded and arrogant. The handsome and unusually handsome blue-robed man was killed, and he was ashamed. Under the ups and downs of his thoughts, Sefo Xu Jiawei couldn't help but wonder: "Big brother, can I ask you a question?" Di Jin saw Sefo Xu Jiawei's timid appearance, and couldn't help laughing: "Say-"

Seeing this, Di Jin didn't bother to sell Guanzi with him anymore, and under the urging of the immortal yuan of the Yang Heavenly Decision, he slightly manipulated a trace of immortal energy, and directly imprisoned the body of the Buddha Lord.

Under the ragged and broken golden wisp of the Buddha's robe, his body was already mutilated and exposed one after another bloody holes, but he gritted his teeth and did not say a word, because he knew what his eldest brother Di Jin was facing at this moment! How could a mere defender stop them!

His face quickly made a handful of snot and tears: "Big brother, you-why aren't you dead yet! I miss you so much!"

"Brother Dao, hold back, I look at this person..."The friend of the same way of scattered immortals, looking at it with sharp eyes, hurriedly pulled his clothes and made a face. After whispering a few words beside him, he pulled the scattered immortal again and again, choked up and held his breath, raised his hand and gave a big salute, and left.

"Split-split-open!" the guardian's massive skull, which was as large as a mountain, opened its huge mouth and bit between its lips and teeth, exuding a muttering consciousness

"Plop!" and knelt straight down like this; the arrogant expression of Xu Jiawei, the Lord of the Buddha, how could he feel that something was wrong! He had obviously hidden his breath and restrained the Buddha's light, how could Di Jin find himself as soon as he returned to the Purple Ao Realm!

When Xu Jiawei, the Lord of the Buddha, heard this, the layers of cold sweat on his face flowed straight down, and he couldn't help but look around in fright, and found that there was no one, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

He stopped breathing, calmed his mind, and looked straight at Di Jin, and watched him have a cup of tea.

So familiar with the secrets of his youth, there would never be a second person but that one, and at this moment, apart from excitement; I couldn't help but feel a little emotional, and my body trembled slightly; As soon as the thought of revenge in his heart was collected, he walked in front of Di Jin wordlessly.

"His grandmother's, it's really a clay man when I turn around three times!" The magic wine table under the table was smashed to pieces, and one got up, intending to teach this vulgar monk a good lesson. "What kind of person dares to be presumptuous under the property of the Mingchang Immortals in the Ziao Realm, and lay down illusions!" "The overhaul scattered immortals in front of the Dinghong Mansion found that they were disturbed by Yaxing, and they couldn't help but shout angrily.

......

"Brother, brother, stop, brother!" "Miscellaneous, I don't even have the courage to let the Buddha move my muscles and bones." ”

"Little wild fairy, the Buddha can trample you to death with one foot!" Xu Jiawei, the master of the Buddha who felt a little boring, sat casually on the steps of the attic, smiling at everyone, not caring about fear, but his divine consciousness kept looking around.

"Oh, is it?" Di Jin saw the Lord of the Buddha slumped to the ground, looking like he was so dead, and some of them looked at the Lord of the Buddha and teased: "This Huan Zen Temple, where is the fart released! You, where is the green onion growing!"

Casually, a faint Buddha light shone on the top of the Red Mansion, quietly staring at the presumptuous loose cultivation towards him, as if as long as he was touched, he would not obey!

"My Buddha is merciful, uncle, you are still a young monk, turn back to the shore as soon as possible!" The color Buddha, who had just taken a breath, sat up and refused the skeleton divine sense's inquiry, and glanced at Di Jin, who was being tested by a million ghosts and gods in Morikawa, and there was a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"Bang-you go away, you disgusting dead monk!" Di Jin kicked away the heels of the Sefo Xu Jiawei holding him, funnily untied the confinement on his body, and removed the Lingxu finger pressed on his life door: "Now, don't make trouble, right?"

In general, it's a real pervert!

"At the beginning, just make it clear to me directly, don't you have it!"

"The Western Elysium has his Arhat Fruit Position, and the Eastern Immortal Spirit Dao has a place for me!

Di Jin's eyes lifted: "Just you are a fairy, I really didn't pay attention to it!"

"You!-" Old Zhu Yan glanced down at Di Jin deeply: "You are not afraid that I will kill you." ”

"You can give it a try, if you don't mind that there will be one more god and demon in the fairyland!"

"Big brother, stop!" - "I'm a little unaccustomed to the way you look!"

"Smack!--what are you not used to, if you make a mistake at that time, I will have to ask your master to cut off your lifeline.

"Amitabha, the poor monk's name must not be abstained, this donor can rest assured, for the sake of righteousness, even if it is on the knife mountain, or go down to the sea of fire, the little monk will not hesitate!"

"Well, that's kind of interesting. Seeing the appearance of the Buddha Lord like this, Di Jin patted him on the shoulder with some relief: "It's not that the eldest brother said you, when you went to Naling Mountain, it was all a group of old monkeys and female monkeys;

"My Buddha is immeasurable, what does the donor mean?" Xu Jiawei, the Lord of the Buddha, released a bright light in his eyes, and looked at Di Jin with a solemn appearance.

"Smack!" Di Jin patted the top of the Buddha Lord Xu Jiawei's light hair and said in a deep voice: "Quit color, what do you want! I mean let you cultivate hard, and in the future, when your mana cultivation goes up, there will naturally be a lot of resources sent to you." ”

"Donor, the poor monk takes a fancy to your Zhu Yan's bloodline and my Buddhism, so it's better to take refuge in my Buddha, how about it?"

"Donor, you wait for the divine beast Zhu to hate the bloodline and cultivate my Zen Vajra immortal body, it's a match made in heaven!"

"Amitabha, little monkey, follow me, I will protect you as a teacher in the future!"

Old Zhu Yan was lying on the huge rock of Huaguo Mountain, lazily looking at Xu Jiawei, the master of the Buddha, while listening to Zhu Yan complaining to him, a light appeared in his scarlet eyes, and he said angrily: "Who is it? Who took my grandson's rosary!

"Wow!" Xu Jiawei, the Lord of the Buddha, couldn't help pinching a handful of cold sweat, and looked at Di Jin with a hint of his eyes, as if he was a little pleading.

Di Jin smiled, shook his hand, and held out a bead the size of a golden pigeon's egg, and said to Lao Zhu: "Rosary?

When Lao Zhu heard this, his eyes jumped faintly, and he pretended to be sloppy and said: "What kind of relics? What are you talking nonsense about? This is clearly a rosary!"

"Oh, is it? Are you sure?"

"Wait!" "This little friend, if you have anything to say, you might as well say it here!"

"We came from Morikawa!

"Don't quit the master!-"

"Huh?" Seeing this, Xu Jiawei, the "Amitabha Buddha" Buddha Master, immediately walked up to Di Jin, bowed to the Western Elysium in the fairyland, and ran the exercises; a golden bead the size of a edamame appeared from the body and emerged with layers of Buddha light; seeing his solemn expression, he said: "Donor, this relic looks like my predecessors in the Western Elysium, and it is consistent with my origin relics Buddha light, how can it become your rosary!"

"If the monks don't speak, it's not that your Zhu Yan clan wants to provoke a battle in the upper part of the immortal realm!"

Lao Zhu looked at the two of them gloomily, and there was a viciousness in his eyes: "Turtle Sun, your eyes are very vicious, children, take them down for me!"

"Little ones, come on!—"

"Your Majesty, don't you can't help but want to do it!" Di Jin's handsome face smiled coldly: "Could it be that you, an old Zhu annoyance, want to be desperate?"

"Wait!" "This little friend, if you have anything to say, you might as well say it here!"

"We came from Morikawa!

"And my little brother is even more condensed by the relics cultivated by the Buddha Sect!, don't you know what this means?"

Each rattan has a cultivation that is close to an earth immortal, and one by one the rattan condenses out, flying towards Xu Jiawei, the Lord of the Buddha.

Xu Jiawei, the Lord of the Buddha, closed his eyes tightly, and saw the countless immortal vines flying towards him, and his heart was almost numb with fright, and he didn't even make a move from a demon god.

"Donor, don't be too angry, otherwise he may have a bloody disaster in the future!" After saying that, a stream of qi and blood churned, and under the flashing of the Buddha's light, the golden body was shining.

"Smack!" Di Jin looked at the Buddha Lord Xu Jiawei with annoyance in his heart and said: "Don't come with me! Do you think that old bald donkey of the Shizun Zen Sect is a fool, will you not know that I brought you here?"