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Diao Xiaosi was taken aback, and hurriedly crossed the knife sideways and shouted: "Who is the demon, dare to be in front of your little fourth master...... No...... Presumptuous behind your back!"

I saw the elder brother jumping ashore from the river with tears in his eyes, his black hair exploded like a hedgehog, and a river crab dangled from his wet tail!

It turned out that when he saw the shadow of a fish in the river, he cleverly hung his tail into the water as a fishing hook, hoping to get something delicious. Who knows that the fish was not caught, but it was pinned by the tail by a big crab, and no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't get rid of it.

At this time, a shepherd boy sat on the back of a ox and walked across the ridge of the field with a linden branch in his hand, and stepped on the stone bridge.

"Isn't this a second dog, if you don't see you for a day, it's like three autumns, how can you live more and more and go back? Last time, I saw you being blown into scum by the thunder, and the little brother was so grief-stricken that he recited the ode to joy nine hundred and eighty-one times. ”

Diao Xiaosi suddenly felt a sense in his heart, turned his head to look at the shepherd boy on the bridge, and squeezed out a surprise smile on his face very hard...... You actually stalked and killed yourself, and crawled out of the coffin again. Learn from the pain, could it be that Your Excellency is the legendary old strong who can't be killed?"

The shepherd boy stopped the ox on the stone bridge, looked at Diao Xiaosi indifferently and said: "What else do you want to say, the poor monk has always been merciful to the dying. ”

Diao Xiaosi sincerely invited: "You and I are better than newlyweds, and silence is better than sound." At this moment, in the face of the great time of light and moon, let us slowly gaze at the desolation of the earth with affection, and recall the passionate years in the past, and the unforgettable sweet times in silence. Don't you think it's more intentional than fighting and killing?"

The shepherd boy exhaled lightly and said, "It's getting dark. ”

"Whoa—" A melodious bell rang in the village school.

The sunset sinks, the sunset fades, and the twilight hangs low, and the jade rabbit rises in the east.

He said it was getting dark, and it was really going to be dark.

Seven or eight Mengtong rushed out of the school hall in groups of cheers, jumping and running towards the river, each with an extra white lotus flower that had just been picked from the pond in their hands.

Under the Bodhi tree, the old men stood up slowly and began to clean up the tea set and charcoal stove.

On the riverside, the village women giggled and carried the basin up to the embankment.

In the village, the smoke of cooking is wafting with the smell of food, and I don't know whose baby is crying.

The shepherd boy rode the ox and rebuilt the stone bridge.

At the end of the stone bridge, croppers in twos and threes carried hoes along the ridges and approached the entrance of the village.

At this end of the stone bridge, Diao Xiaosi recited poetry in the wind with a relaxed heart: "There are so many delicate fields in the countryside, leading countless bald donkeys to bend their waists." The old man and the child, full of straw bags, the big brother and sister-in-law, all pus. The little broken child rode a bull to the bridge, only knowing how to take off his pants and pee. It's all about the past, count the romantic characters, and watch Xiao Diao!"

The poem is chanted, and the blade is out!

King Zhao Wuling killed Hu Dao, the wind and thunder triggered a murderous aura to rush into the sky, turning into an unstoppable lightning and slashing straight towards Meng Tong.

The Meng Tong seemed to be completely ignorant of the way to resist and dodge, and his face was filled with an innocent smile, and his head was split open by the invincible blade.

"Huh!" The blade swept by, the mutilated head fell, but there was not a drop of blood on Meng Tong's body, his hand was raised high and continued to rush forward, and the white lotus in his hand turned into a dazzling and sharp **** in an instant!

"Wooh!" The layers of petal-shaped snow-white blades broke through Diao Xiaosi's body protection Xinggang, and a shocking blood groove was drawn on the lower abdomen.

Diao Xiaosi snorted in pain and flew back in shock, and saw that the half-headed Meng Tong was still smiling innocently, but the white lotus **** in his hand was stained with red blood, and it kept falling down drop by drop.

Faced with such a strange picture, Diao Xiaosi immediately realized that he had made a fatal mistake just now, this was not the real world, but the solemn pure land of the old thief of Jinding. All the people, things, and scenes in front of him are all transformed by the old thief's bald thoughts, formless, shadowless, and immortal, and they cannot be resolved at all if they are used by idle means.

Knowing the mistake is to improve the great wayn, Diao Xiaosi turned his wrist and grabbed the Wenwang Dade knife thick and heavy without a blade and clumsy work, if the heart is long in the sky without a trace, the body is like a floating cloud without a trace, and the condensation of thoughts is like a tide into the knife, and the Dade knife is blended into one, using the force like opening the mountain and splitting the ground towards the Mengtong knife.

"Keng!" The knife wheel struck, and the thoughts of Diao Xiaosi and the old thief of Jinding were struck in the air, and a heart-rending pain suddenly appeared in his mind, as if he was stabbed directly on the spiritual platform by some invisible edge.

He staggered and his nostrils were bleeding, and then he looked at the white lotus **** in Meng Tong's hand with a puff of silver light, which withered and withered in a blink of an eye, and his body melted like frost and dew, disappearing in the rolling silver light.

Seeing this, Diao Xiaosi perked up his spirits, and used the Star Devouring Rhubarb Court Divine Skill to completely eliminate the wisps of the idea of the Jinding Divine Monk who broke into his spiritual platform, and then entered the battle group in one go, mercilessly chopping melons and vegetables to sweep away the group of Mengtong who rushed up.

Diao Xiaosi stood at the head of the bridge without any smugness in his heart, but sighed, the huge gap in strength between himself and the old thief of Jinding was obvious. But thinking about it in a good place, when the two of them met each other last time, he had almost no power to fight back against the old thief Daotian, so he could only flee for his life or flee for his life. Now I can deal with a few knives to some extent, and my cultivation has made great progress.

He looked at the village woman who came over with a basin of water, wiped the blood oozing from his nose, sighed, and said: "This kind of goods can still cause Lao Tzu to have a nosebleed, it must be suffocated in the monk's temple." ”

The village women were silent, standing still in front of Diao Xiaosi, and a group of old men in armor behind them also stopped and trapped Diao Xiaosi in the center.

"Wang!" The old yellow dog under the Bodhi tree suddenly rushed out, and pounced on Diao Xiaosi with his teeth and claws.

"Meow!" the elder brother finally shook off the river crab, bared his teeth and grinned fiercely to meet him, and rolled and bit with the old yellow dog.

But seeing that the dog met the cat opponent, the black hair fluttered and the yellow hair flew, and you came and went to bite the ground and shake the mountains and the sun and the moon.

Three farmer men waded into the bridge and plugged the last bit of the gap.

The shepherd boy rode steadily on the back of the ox, and pointed to Diao Xiaosi and said: "Life is impermanent, blessings and misfortunes are taken by yourself;

Diao Xiaosi said disapprerovingly: "Forget it, just you little ghost can destroy Lao Tzu?"

Although he let out big words in his mouth, his heart kept beating the drum. The pressure surging in the void continued to become thick and huge, as if there were thousands of shackles that could not be seen by the naked eye were wrapped around layer by layer, making his body and mind more and more intensely bound.

Fortunately, he had a coincidence in Mobei, relying on Li Daimo's Yuanshen combination to break through the Mahayana realm, and finally had some self-preservation power. Otherwise, if you change to a master who forgets the situation, I am afraid that you will only be killed in seconds.

In fact, Diao Xiaosi was vaguely aware that the old thief of Jinding was far from using all his strength, even the shepherd boy on the stone bridge was just a condensation of strong ideas, but the old thief's bald deity did not know where the Dao was hidden?

As for how long he can last in the solemn pure land, Diao Xiaosi has no bottom in his heart. His only hope is that the old nun in the clothes can wake up early, come to a hole to break the Daotian, and completely beat the old thief of Jinding back to his grandmother's house.

Suddenly, the old men slowly took a step forward and chanted leisurely: "The wisdom of the big round mirror is pure, and the wisdom of equality is not sick. Wonderfully observe the wisdom of right and wrong, and the wisdom of the achievement is the same as the circle - "each took out a palm and shot Diao Xiaosi remotely."

"Hum-" The void was filled with golden Buddha light, piercing through the void and pointing directly at the heart.

There is the wisdom of entering and exiting the realm of the ten worlds, the wisdom of wonderful observation to teach sentient beings, the wisdom of equality to purify all sentient beings, and the wisdom of the great round mirror of perfection and light reflecting all things......

Four Buddha palms, four wisdoms, and four clusters of Buddha light stretched out all the mountains and seas to Diao Xiaosi.

"You don't have to waste your efforts, Lao Tzu has no heart or lungs, and the Buddha can't ignite it!" Diao Xiaosi's left hand held the Dharma seal, and contemplated the sacrifice of the Borneo Thousand Consciousness Tree.

"Woo-" Thousands of golden Buddha fruits **** out in all directions, overwhelmingly facing the Buddha's palm.

"Bang Bang ......" penetrates the four wisdoms with a thousand knowledges, and the earth-shattering explosions are endless, and the golden flowers in the air are full of brilliance.

Diao Xiaosi stood motionless in the center of the drumming waves, but on the spiritual platform, he suffered a huge shock unimaginable to ordinary people, and the wisps of his mind seemed to be about to tear apart, sinking forever to the bottom of the chaotic black abyss.

Suddenly, the five village women raised the gavels they used to pat their clothes and smashed them on top of Diao Xiaosi's head.

Wealth, sex, food, fame, sleep - a mallet and a desire, and endless troubles and vain like rain and hail come one after another.

Diao Xiaosi took out his right hand again to make a sword trick, and twenty-four beams of purple and red swords came out of nowhere, slashing the mallet!

But that's not all, the last six farmers also took action. They picked up their hoes and performed the Six Desires Heavenly Style.

Diao Xiaosi exhaled and raised his voice, and the nine knives on his body were arranged in formation, which was able to block the six iron hoes, but he was already in a hurry to take care of one or the other.

What frightened him even more was that these moves were filled with all kinds of Buddha intentions and desires, constantly impacting his mind. As long as there is a slight slackness, once the spiritual platform is breached, the mind will be lost, and the spirit will be destroyed.

At the last moment, Diao Xiaosi's ears suddenly sounded in the deep and slow chanting voice of the old nun in the tie clothes: "If you don't move, but when you see everyone, you don't see the right and wrong of people, good and evil, that is, you are immobile by nature......"

Diao Xiaosi was overjoyed, his mind was suddenly cleared, and he gradually entered the realm of holding Yuan Shou and forgetting nothing and forgetting himself, and re-stabilized his position.

Seeing this scene, the shepherd boy on the stone bridge suddenly moved to sit down and the ox rushed to the old nun in the silk clothes and said, "Since you are a disciple of Buddhism, why don't you know right and wrong?

Diao Xiaosi was firmly entangled and couldn't get out, and shouted in a panic: "Old nun, hide!"

The old nun in the silk clothes didn't hear it, sat on the ground and meditated still, and only recited the Buddha's name in a low voice: "Amitabha, solemnity may not be a pure land, why bother to go to purgatory in the next life?"

Before the words fell, the green mountains in the distance trembled, and the boundless dark red tide roared, breaking through the sky and sweeping in, as if to completely engulf this pure land.