Vol 2 Chapter 2545: You sing, I am going to debut.

"Amitabha..." Cimei did not show weakness. The mouth of the Buddha said that he used the lion's lion. "There is no love, no peace of mind, my Buddha is self-sufficient, today I wash my Jiangchao view, the Ming Dynasty destroys your Duanmujia." !"
"Ha ha ha, then let's walk!" The arrogant voice laughed, like a whirlwind flew away.
"Duanmu family?" Net became a slight shiver, and cried in amazement. "How come from the one-of-a-kind Confucian family? Now this is the owner of the Duanmu family?"
"It's not Duanmutian!" Cimei's face was a bit white and whispered. "Duanmu Lianheng, a disciple of Duanmu family who is most hopeful to enter the realm of Wensheng."
"Wen Sheng?" Net Cheng did not know what to say, look at the monks and believers around the wolf, whisper, "What are these blessed believers?"
"Excuse me!" At this time, Cimei also made up her mind. "They can only be persecuted here. They have enough heart."
"Yes..." Net has become a bitter smile. "The disciples heard that the Buddhist sects of the Kyushu of the Tibetan Immortals are also coming to the river tide. How can I stop it? Even these believers... disciples may not think Can persuade!"
"If they don't go..." Cimei bit her lip and lowered her voice. "That... is the Buddha of the Immortal!"
"Oh..." Cimei’s voice just fell, and Duanmu’s sound of a screaming sword rang against the opposite side of Heng’s flying. He couldn’t help but cover the words of Cimei, that is, the chanting and the wooden fish bells were annihilated. Tens of thousands of believers couldn’t help but cover their ears, and the face was filled with pain.
Cimei suddenly looked up, but when she saw the sky, a giant sword flew in the same sky, flashing an extremely dazzling Jianhua, rolling an almost unmatched power, and falling toward the Guanyin Bodhisattva gold body around him. The crepe of the silk in the sound of the sword also shakes the sky.
"Oh..." As Jianguang appeared, Jiang Chaoling suddenly gave birth to a dozen powerful wills. Once these wills were born, they immediately rolled up powerful clouds, and the hurricane swirled. All the consciousness flew in all directions. ......
"Ah..." Cimei was shocked. It was not only a shocking sword, but also a surprise. The consciousness hidden in the surrounding world, not to mention, must be the consciousness of those who are strong in Confucianism, and must also be concerned about Jiangchao. The strong people of the view did not realize it for so long, although they did not know if they could know who killed the good, but... they just said it...
However, Cimei has not thought much about it. The spirit of the sword is real and dazzling. The fierce flame of the sword is real and arrogant. Everyone’s heart has a kind of awe, a kind of fear, as if he is under this sword. It is the ants!
"Amitabha..." Cimei was amazed and gave birth to perseverance. The Buddha's light was born, and the Buddha's body was born. As Cimei flew high, the Buddha's clouds rolled, the Buddha's light flashed, and Cimei's law became more and more golden. A huge lotus-ratio is more entangled in compassion than before, and greets Jianguang!
"The ancestors of the ancestors..." was amazed by the netness, and he was also able to see from his repairs that Cimei was not the enemy of Jianguang at all, and this time he flew out of Cimei and had no way to fall into the reincarnation.
"Amitabha..." The Buddha's light in Cimei was almost annihilated in Jianguang, but when he was ready to die, he was a Buddha's name that resounded through the sky. This Buddha's unusual compassion is heard in the human ear. In the center, there is an unspeakable vicissitudes of life, and then in the sky above Cimei, thousands of peanuts are born, each dragon has a dragon under the flowers, and every flower side has a goddess dancing, and in each Within the blossoming flower, there are countless Buddhist scriptures singing! A road of thought is born out of the void, surrounded by these flowers will cover the entire town of Changsheng.
Cimei looked at such a vision, and his face gave birth to a happy color. "Booming rumbling..." Jianguang Huo, but thousands of flowers are annihilated, if thousands of thousands of thousands of worlds disappear. Can be shocked by the Buddha, the Vientiane sentient being born again, thousands of flowers are poured out by the dragon!
"Oh..." Jianguang is so prosperous, there is no flower between the numbers, and the light above the sword light is a tiny child. The mouth of the child is spit out the sword light, and the dragon under the flower will be Kill!
"Oh..." The huge sound of the dragon whistle suddenly came out of the flower, but see the nine dragon-shaped rushing out, and instantly turned into a dragon's body and claws to the flying sword!
"Boom..." countless broken fireflies flew, a heavy impact extended in all directions, but the entire Changsheng town, because there are flowers to protect, there is no damage between the peanuts.
In the burst, a square flying sword appeared, and the flying sword looked unremarkable, but the almost imperfect flying sword on the thrilling majesty end was frightening. Under the flying sword, the Kowloon also disappeared. A Kowloon tin can flashes the light, and the treasure is slightly swaying like a full of compassion.
"Amitabha..." The faint Buddha vibrates in the sky, and a bright and radiant Buddha cloud emerges from the origin of the former tin cane. The slow flight will come over, waiting for the Buddha cloud to approach, a faint voice sneer, "Focus new Manjusri Bodhisattva actually descended on my Tibetan immortal continent, and I was lucky to have a Tibetan immortal continent! Since Manjushri came, the old man will give you a face and see how your Leiyin Temple handles this! If it is not the old man’s mind, The old man will come, and your sword will be like a golden body!!"
After the words fell, the long sword Huahong flew away, the sound of the place, a cloud of clouds and ethereal can not see the shadow of the coming.
"Amitabha, thank you Tan Yue!" The sword is gone, the Buddha is coming, the faint voice of Buddha light is born, the place where the Buddha cloud dissipates, a Manjushri rides the blue lion on the air, the left hand Qinglian right hand sword, like a boy The Buddha statues are solemn and unusual.
Looking at the Buddha's light behind Manjushri's head, the Buddha's light overflowed into a mirror, and the power of countless beliefs was like the mighty flow of rivers and lakes. Cimei's heart did not give birth to a sting. He knows in his heart that even if the Ci Huizheng is just a clear-cut situation, as long as the evidence is true, the kindness of Bodhisattva can use the Buddha's back to call Buddha Light and call the power of hundreds of millions of believers, even if it is The power of the previous world’s accumulation can be used in this life. This is the true magical power of the Buddha.
Cimei did not dare to neglect, hurriedly squatted in the air, and said to the Buddha: "The disciple Cimei met Manjushri..."
"Get up..." Manjushri came down from the blue lion and waved his hand. The Kowloon tin cane fell into his hand and turned into an ordinary one.

Thank you for Bodhisattva!
Cimei got up and whispered.
The disciple has sent a Buddhist monk to Leiyin Temple before he came to Jiangchao. The disciple did not expect Bodhisattva to come to Changsheng Town so quickly. I don’t know me. What kind of Buddha is there in Buddha?"
"This..." Manjushri’s face gave birth to a trace of embarrassment, and then he said calmly, "This seat is based on my Buddha and Buddha. But this Buddha has no relationship with Changsheng Town! I have seen the situation of Jiang Chaoguan. In a crisis, I can’t bear to see the Guanyin Bodhisattva’s golden body being robbed. This is the shot...

"Ah??" Cimei yelled, and some incredulously looked at Manjushri. He really didn't understand. The Buddha who didn't leave the Leiyin Temple did not leave Leiyin Temple, and suddenly came to the Tibetan continent. ? It’s hard to be more important in today’s world than in the Changsheng Town Guanyin Bodhisattva. Is it more important than the Siddha War?
There are still many things that Cimei doesn't know!
The most southwestern part of the Tibetan continent is close to the East China Sea. In the gloomy sky, a huge storm has just passed. The sky seems to be stepped by thousands of dark horses. Crossing the gap, it is on the waves that roar in the East China Sea.
The waves are like flowers, blossoming and beautiful, and there is a big wooden boat like a boat in the sea. There are two people standing on the top of the wood. The head is a young monk. He is about seventeen or eight years old. The monk’s lips are red and white, but the bare head and the white robes are The monk's temperament reveals incomparable dust! Handsome is not only a look, but a pair of bright eyes are shining brighter than the stars of the night sky, and this star is filled with a kind of compassionate and unspeakable vicissitudes.
Looking at the monk again, a stern boatman took a dilapidated oar in his hand, and he was weakly paddling. The boatman had a straw hat and occasionally looked up. He always looked at the back of the monk, but often, the boatman’s The eyes are always puzzled.
After the two people squatted on the wood, there were a few places, scattered pieces of wood, cables and cloth, as if there were huge ships in the waves.
However, for a long time, the big wooden strips leaned against the shore, and the monk jumped from the wood and stood on the shore in the water. Then he turned and whispered: "Amitabha, the boatman, the poor help you get off the boat!"
The boatman lost the oar, and it was not too much to walk over. The monk carefully helped the boatman to pick him up to the shore. Then respectfully, the palm of the hand said: "Xiao Xiao thanked Tan Yue, if there is no Tan Yue, the little sister has already been buried in the belly like everyone else."
"You're welcome!" The boatman waved his hand and the tone in his mouth was a bit high. "I just don't know that the little monk is doing a good practice in the Pure Land world. What is the plan for the world to be in the Pure Land?" ?"
"Tan Yue is wrong!" The monk laughed. "As long as there is a Buddha in the heart, you can practice it everywhere! Whether it is the Pure Land World or the Tibetan Immortal. The place where the barren is going is the Changsheng Town. The sea boat of Tan Yue has been destroyed. I don't know Tan Yue. Is there any plan? Unfortunately, there is no penny in poverty and it is impossible to help the Tan Yue, or... Tan Yue goes to Changsheng Town with the poor, perhaps the poor can ask the temple of Changsheng Town to help Tan Yue.
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