Vol 2 Chapter 2788: prelude

"Master..." Xiong Yi and others looked at each other and did not know what Xiao Hua was saying. ∷
"Master..." At this time, Wang Yufei came to the main hall with his mother, and was about to meet.
Xiao Huafei was in the air, and the Kunlun mirror in his hand waved. A beam of light covered the two people and said, "You wait until you first come to Kunlun Wonderland. If you have something to say later!"
Then I turned to Xiong Yidao: "Can those disciples be ready?"
"Of course!" Xiong Yi hurried up and replied, "The disciples who can be taught are separated from the disciples who are not taught! There is no need to be specially prepared!"
"Good!" Xiao Hua waved. "You bring the teacher to the past. When you suddenly think of something for the teacher, you should do it right away!"
"In fact, if Master has something, he may wish to do it first, and then say it after he has finished returning to the mountain!" Xiong Yi answered with a smile.
Xiao Hua smiled and shook his head: "I thought that the matter had been determined, but I didn't expect it... The news for the teacher got too early, and the real thing didn't happen yet. So, the teacher has some chaos!"
Xiao Hua followed Xiong Yi to the back hill and looked at the neat huts one after the other. It was very similar to what I saw in Yu Leizong. He was very satisfied with the nod, then took out the Kunlun mirror and released his mind, together with The hut and the boys inside are all income spaces.
Then, did not dare to delay too much, nodded to Xiong Yi and so on, Xiao Hua Trail flew out of the Tenglong Mountains!
Looking at the back of Xiao Hua’s hurried flight, Xiong Yi was somewhat puzzled. He secretly thought:
Master has collected more than 10,000 disciples before, and now he has collected nearly 20,000 boys, adding up to 30,000. There are more people than the disciples of the Tenglong Mountains. Master... How did you teach them? Does Master have other plans?"
Xiao Hua didn't know what Xiong Yi was thinking. He had already urged the martial arts to rush to Changsheng Town. I want to stop him before the monk unveils the list! Of course, the premise of stopping is that you are a river.
Seeing some familiar scenery underneath, Xiao Hua did not dare to be too arrogant, his body shape fell slightly, and the art of easy shape was displayed. Turned into a small nose and small eyes, Zhang Xiaohua looks like. Then he took out the Confucian costume and held the fan of the fan to rush to Changsheng Town.
Soon, Xiao Hua’s body appeared the way he left Yuansheng, Liu Yi and Xiao Jian from Changsheng Town. The scenery on the roadside is still the same, but the people on the road...have not been the people of the year!
"Silk..." Xiao Hua flew for a moment, seeing the Buddha in the air, and the good men and women on the ground, and letting the mind go out a little, this release is not tight. Xiao Hua took a breath and surprised, "How come there are so many faiths here? It’s hard to be... The power of these beliefs is Cihang?"
As he said, Xiao Hua looked up and looked at the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva, who stood in the air and stood in the air.
Needless to say, the true body of Guanyin Bodhisattva is the true Cihang! The true Cihang has been gone, and there is only one false flight of the world.
"It's no wonder that the great day will come to the world to give birth to the idea of ​​blissful quests. This Changsheng town is just a town. There is so much faith in the South without the Guanyin Bodhisattva, if the entire Tibetan continent is full of temples. "How much faith do you have!" Xiao Hua took a sigh of greed. He knew that if he released Bodhicitta at this time, he said that Bodhi could immediately prove his fruit. It is a pity that in this long-lived town of Fengyun, even the Buddha relic has no retreat. Xiao Hua is also absolutely afraid to release him!
"The congenital of Xiaomiao Muwan Palace was banned!" Xiao Hua was lucky to fly. "If these congenital gods do not cover up the Buddha's breath, then even if the Buddha relic does not want to come out, the power of this strong faith will fall. In Xiao’s mud pill palace, I don’t want to cover it up!

"Hey? Is this... Jiang Chaoguan?" Waiting for Xiao Hua to fly closer. Looking at the eye-catching technique, I have already discovered the change of Jiang Chaoling. I don’t feel a bit worried. For a moment, he is crying and laughing. "Grandma’s, Jiang Chaoguan is clearly the Taoist Taoist temple. How can it be done now? The temple of Buddhism? Just, where is the so-called Buddha list?"
Xiao Hua looked at the left and right of Jiang Chaoling, and there was no trace of the Buddha list. Then he looked at Jiang Chaoguan. At this time, the Jiangchao view is full of incense, and the Buddha light is lingering on the temple. Among the Buddha's light, one Buddha statue is vaguely displayed. The grand scene of the blissful world is accompanied by the sound of the wooden fish in the temple. Out, it is the style of the Buddha Buddha sitting in the town. At the same time, a faint Buddhist knowledge was slowly swept around Jiangchaoguan. At first glance, it was a patrol of the Buddha.
Xiao Hua presses the cloud head and rushes to a slow-flowing Confucian ritual: "This fairy friend invited, Xiaosheng has something to ask..."
"Xianyou Mo is very polite, I don't know what can help you underneath?" Confucianism is also very polite.

Xiaosheng heard that there is a big Buddha in the town of Changsheng. It is to find someone who is eager to ask for it. I don’t know where this list is?

"Since it is a Buddha list, it is naturally within the temple." Confucianism laughed. "It’s hard for Xianyou to see it! The Jiangchao view only allows the Buddha to enter, and I wait for the Confucianism to be within ten feet. Not allowed to approach!"
"Oh? Is it so arrogant in Buddhism?" Xiao Hua whispered. "Small students heard that there was not an Eastern family disciple who fought the Buddha's Manjushri and destroyed their arrogance?"
"Hey, this time is a while!" Confucianism sighed. "Now the fairy palace and the Daleiyin Temple are sighed, and I am disregarding the arrogance of my Confucianism, and even doing what I am doing, I am waiting for Confucianism. How can a hundred families even extinguish the arrogance of the Buddha? How can it be sorrowful and angry?"
"Hey, poor fairy emperor!" Xiao Hua’s heart mourned for the emperor, waving his hand and bidding farewell to the Confucianism. Although the words of Confucianism are somewhat extreme, they can obviously represent the majority of people who do not know the truth of Confucianism. These misunderstandings have become more and more deviated from the reality under the help of the Confucianism family, and they are increasingly unfavorable to the Immortal Palace.
Looking at the Jiang Chaoguan, which cannot be penetrated by the eye-catching technique, Xiao Hua did not dare to display the shape-changing technique again near Jiangchao. He hurriedly flew out of Changsheng Town, and found a secluded cave, quietly turning into a small sand. Looked like, rushed to Jiang Chaoguan again.
That is to say, while Xiao Hua entered the cave and changed shape, Liao Jiang floated a bamboo raft on the water. The bamboo pole was very simple and even damaged. An old fisherman behind the bamboo pole stood with a long bamboo pole in his hand, and in front of the bamboo pole, a young monk dressed in a clean robe It is the hands clasped together, devoutly looking at the golden body of the South without the Bodhisattva Guanyin covered by the silky side, mourning in the mouth: "South no Guanyin Bodhisattva..."
Isn't this monk a river that is the name of the law?
The bamboo rafts are close to the Jiangchao Ridge. There have been several Buddhist sensations, and there are several sacred eyes. It seems that the arrival of cockroaches has long been expected. And I don’t know about it all. Look at the shore that is getting closer and closer. Turning your head is very kind: "The boat house, stop here! There is a shipwreck home along the way!"
"The little monk is good to go..." The old fisherman trembled and stood up, raising the cracked hand was a kindly wave, a kind of goodbye, and then the bamboo raft in his hand was familiar with the bluestone on the shore. On the top of the support, the bamboo pole left the shore and slowly went towards the lower reaches of Liaojiang. The bamboo rafts drifted straight for a few miles. The fisherman who had been standing at the end of the bamboo pole suddenly trembled around, and the smock slowly disappeared. The fisherman straightened up and gave birth to tiny small flowers in the hollow near the sky. The fisherman was full of folds. The face also changed, revealing the solemn appearance of the treasure. However, the face of the Buddha was white and even the muscles on his face were somewhat distorted. It was obviously painful. "There is no Amitabha in the south..." The foot lifted into the void and disappeared, leaving only the real bamboo rafts drifting farther and farther in Liaojiang!
And in the distance of ten miles here, a piece of blood is sprinkled on the reef above the Liao River, and it appears to be glaring under the midday sun.
I have always been ignorant and fearless. I am completely ignorant of everything. I am standing under Jiang Chaoling at this time. I am very respectful and clasped with my hands. I look at the Nanwu Guanyin Bodhisattva on the Jiangchao Temple. I took a look at my own robes and mourned in my mouth: "There is no Bodhisattva in the south, watching the bodhisattva, and when the depths of the Bodhisattva are deep, the five connotations are empty, all the bitterness, the relics, the colors are not empty, the air is not empty. Different colors, color is empty, empty is color..."
With the chanting of Guanyin Bodhisattva, he stepped on a gimmick and walked extremely devoutly toward Jiang Chaoling. This is a pilgrimage road, and it is also the road to sublimation of the soul. It is very enjoyable to walk on it. Every time the capital of the capital makes him feel relaxed, he feels that he is one step away from his own ideals and his own pursuit. . I have never noticed that I am immersed in my own world. I was originally a mountain road where people flowed. I don’t know when I started. I have gradually lost people. The same devout man and woman began to disappear, but it was his ear. The sound of the wooden fish, the sound of the chanting, and the sound of the singing of the Wanfo singer became louder and louder. It’s not just Jiang Xiangling’s vision, but the entire Changsheng Town is now suddenly quiet. The noisy voice disappears, the complete suffocation turns into a peaceful, and the Buddha’s light shines in the inexplicable place, perhaps someone is in the street. Moving around, maybe someone is buying and selling in the store, but these have turned into a background. All the eyes, the focus of the entire Tibetan continent and the world of bliss are now on the Jiangchao Ridge, falling into a step by step. On the body.
Everyone is paying attention and Wanxian is holding their breath, and Wanfo is eye-catching. Everyone is waiting for the opening of an era, waiting for the start of a miracle, waiting for a good show to kick off... (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, novels more Good update faster!