Chapter 170: Future vision

When breaking through the Dragon Soul Sword Tomb, it was too long because of the lack of strength, so the moon had already risen.
This is the first quarter of the moon, the sun has not yet set, it is falling to the west, and there is another round and a half moon in the east, which can barely be regarded as the same day.
Lu Zhengkang released the two little strangers together with Wang Ping An.
The Taoist priest followed Xiao Shufang, bowing his head to his ears, but when he saw Taiwu Xixi, he suddenly showed a brilliant smirk, and Le Dian ran towards her. When he arrived, he saw his wife’s pale lips and the joy on his face. Converges immediately.
"You are hurt?"
Taiwuxixi blinked, "No." She had just changed her clothes and applied powdered medicine. After the dressing, there was no flaw on the surface.
The Taoist turned his head and glared at Bai Zimo. The swordsman was a little embarrassed, and he repeated, "I was wrong."
The little girl rolled her eyes and went back to the Pure Land to cook.
Taoist priests and swordsmen went to move tables and chairs as usual, but they had not yet entered the Tan Hua Jing, Tai Wu Xixi waved in it, and the Tan Hua disappeared. They threw a blank, and failed to enter the Pure Land.
The word "worry" appeared in every pore on Wang Pingan's face. When Xiao Shufang saw him unconvincing, he kicked him with anger, and the Taoist priest stooped and waited for the reprimand.
Xiao Shufang didn't rebuke him, but instead leaned over to talk to him in private.
Wang Ping'an suddenly seemed to have changed his face after learning Sichuan Opera. He was happy for a while and sad, and Bai Zimo shook his head.
Tai Wu Xixi prepared a pot of delicious soup in the morning. It is a bit old after boiling it, but it is still delicious. Xiaopang Dunwei started to carry the soup bowl to the bubbling happiness.
Xiao Huang'er asked Lu Zhengkang to feed him as usual. Xiao Shufang stared at Lu Zhengkang's head while eating, his eyes were like a dove bird planning to occupy a magpie's nest.
Bai Zimo didn't know why, he had a good chat with Xiao Yixiang, and began to popularize pure land knowledge to Xiao Yiren.
The Pure Land is good, but it is not perfect, especially the True Pure Land. It is too much to restore reality. In fact, everyone only uses it as a node of material transmission. Usually, they are still happy to play in the Unreal Pure Land and regard the Unreal Pure Land as a The main platform for information circulation.
However, it is impossible for people to appear in the real and illusory pure land at the same time, which leads to the delay of information transmission. So Bai Zimo dared to admonish, asking Buddha to open a function similar to message reminders, so that the fellows in the two pure land can communicate in real time.
Lu Zhengkang said warmly: "I have thought about this, but the time to complete it is not now. The fate has not arrived, it is the reason."
Bai Zimo's suggestion is very good, so that people in the world can pass news to each other, which is indeed very desirable, but the problem is that Lu Zhengkang has no energy to complete such a major event for the time being.
Among his three bodies, the incarnation is the current Buddha, the samurai is the next Pangu, and the Dharma body is the administrator of the pure land.
The ability of the Dharmakaya is limited. If a real-time communication network is established, the huge data stream will take up a lot of his energy. The battle of the same pivot is imminent, and Lu Zhengkang cannot be distracted.
Only when we wait for the next era, when the people of the world will hold the right fate, it is a union of wills, and they can communicate with each other, and when the new humans of the new era multiply, let the free Dharma bodies establish a communication network, which is also regarded as Consummation of merit.
Everyone has to rest after dinner.
The little strangers were all divided into an epiphany by Tai Wuxi, and led them to live in the pure land temporarily. Wang Taoist and Bai Zimo bid farewell to Lu Zhengkang and returned to the pure land. They originally planned to follow the Buddha, but their elders But he asked someone to send a letter to order important things.
Lu Zhengkang looked around, the fresh and refreshing earth, he was alone again. The night is getting deeper, and there are some clouds in the sky tonight, and the light of the stars is very faint. Seeing that he is weak, Lu Zhengkang recalls some past events, raising his eyebrows and waving his sleeves, and his powerful palms rise to the sky, making the sky undulating. All the fading clouds blow away.
Great star guy.
He stood under the revolving star and moon and looked up all night.
The starry sky is the starry sky of my hometown.
Lu Zhengkang could recognize the Cowherd and Weaver Girl, Big Horned Sirius, one by one, one by one, flashing, or not flashing...but they are all fake.
The picture scroll world has left the memory of those planets that once swallowed them. In the ancient history of star souls, the stars that shone in the vast dark and deep sky, the light that they brought is still unforgettable.
The movement of these stars overlaps with the destiny of the creatures. Lu Zhengkang noticed it earlier when he was studying the art. After going deep into the upper edge, he could clearly see the correspondence between the samurai and the stars.
A star is often tied to the sacrificial bodies of tens of thousands of sentient beings.
This knot is called fate.
Lu Zhengkang himself has no life, he is an outsider.
Fortunately, his sacrificial body was strong enough, and was regarded as a strong man in the outer universe by Ejuan Yuanling. Therefore, he was relieved to entrust the world and all living beings to Lu Zhengkang.
Lu Zhengkang thought: When the old mountains and rivers are cleaned up~EbookFREE.me~ I can't be trapped and locked here, I should always try to travel to the next universe, or else I will waste my time?
Lu was actually a young man, not to mention that he almost forgot about himself.
His mind was flying, and it wasn't until the golden light in the early morning that he came back to his senses.
While Tan Hua Jing appeared in the neighborhood, Tai Wu Xixi and others rushed out.
It's time for breakfast.
During the days when the little girl stayed in the Guangdong restaurant, she learned a special cooking skill, and the famous morning tea meal is naturally indispensable.
She had already started preparing two hours ago. She hurriedly made a bunch of people's food. She was also struggling. Fortunately, Xiao Pang Dun was not only delicious, but also able to make it. It was also very effective to help fight.
Everyone was drinking tea and chatting slowly, but the faces of the Taoist priests and swordsmen always had a worried look.
The evil people are becoming more and more arrogant, and they are killing every moment. As of now, thousands of innocent people have died tragically. The general public without martial arts are now hiding in the pure land, like a group of refugees rushing into the refuge. .
The evil people under the evil Buddha of Broken Karma are like a big catfish, rushing into the peaceful small pond of the world, stirring the mud and sand, the lazy fishes are driven to run by the sense of crisis, but there is about to happen. A big change is about to happen.
Since these are things arranged for the people of the world, they are left to the people of the world to worry about themselves, but Lu Zhengkang, the author of the subject, does not intend to be biased against any party.
Halfway through a meal of tea, the Taoist priest took Taiwu Xixi aside, and had a private conversation to talk.
After half an incense stick, the two came back, very calm, they seemed to have a smooth conversation, and they seemed to be quarreling again.
However, no one else can control their way.
It's not early, three poles in the sun, let's go to the next sword grave.