Chapter 43:

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It is late, it is fast.
The claws of Yunxiang approached Luo’s chest clothes, but Luo’s hands gradually had a blue-colored sword, which was on the neck of Yunxiang. Yunxiang was stiff at once, and she moved slightly. The sharp and sharp swordsweet a shallow mouth on her neck.
At this moment, a blood-red figure has already flown from the horizon.
The first thing after Mo Qiu came, was to pull Luo Qing’s hand and push Yun’s hand away.
Yunxiang was shocked: "Master... Moqiu, how are you here?"
Looking down at the surprised cloud, Mo Qiu’s face sank and his voice said coldly:
You ask... Why are you asking me here? Then I will ask you, why are you here, why are you? Suddenly shot my friend? Yunxiang, give me an explanation."
At first, the tone of Mo Qiu was very cold, but gradually he became milder. However, even if his voice can slow down, the momentum of horrible oppression also converges, but Yunxiang is still timidly stepping back half a step, gently bowing his head.
Yunxiang muttered: "...your friend?"
Mo Qiu did not answer the question of Yunxiang. He turned his head and looked at Luo gradually, only to see the latter smiled at him and raised his hand. In the autumn of Mo Qiu, this will loosen the wrist of Luo gradually clearing, and then a corner of the mouth, said: "Look at what, Luo gradually clear, do not see for many days, you use this expression to see me? Do not say two good words ?"
Luo gradually raised an eyebrow: "I don't see a lot of friends in the day, I miss you?"
Mo Qiuqi laughed and did not answer.
The stunned Yunxiang: "..."
In the autumn, Mo Qiu noticed the monk standing on the side of the palm. He looked at each other and looked at the Buddha's body for a long time. He said coldly: "The Buddha and the dust of the Yuanzong."
The Buddha is slightly decapitated: "The Mo Qiu Shizhu in Luoshui Qianqiu?"
Hearing this nickname, Mo Qiu first glimpsed, then smacked his lips and said: "I didn't expect a master to be here. Luo gradually cleared, you can go anywhere to meet powerful people. I am this... my friend can't kill you, you are good, don't hurt her, always teasing her to play."
Luo gradually cleared his voice: "When are the wounds on my chest? Is it fake?"
Mo Qiu looked down at the past.
At this moment, the gradually clear chest scar has healed, and even a little print can not be seen. Only the clothes have broken a few times, it can be seen that it has been injured.
Upon seeing it, Mo Qiu’s face was dark and he turned his head and looked at Yunxiang. He still didn't talk, Yunxiang raised his hands: "I was wrong, I was wrong. If I knew that he was your friend, how could I hurt him? No, I don't know if he is the legendary Luo. Qing, I can never move him, I swear!"
As he spoke, Yunxiang squinted pitifully and raised four fingers to swear to the sky.
This appearance and the witch who was just screaming and arrogant were just two people, and they saw that Luo gradually disappeared silently. He does not know what the relationship between Moqiu and Yunxiang is, but it is conceivable that a monk like Moqiu who can reach the late Yuan Ying before the age of 60 will definitely be reused if he is willing to join the Magic Palace. And maybe you will get the appreciation of the demon.
It is said that the magic is called the king of strength, and the relationship between the ink and the cloud is higher than that of the cloud. This relationship is still somewhat understandable.
Yunxiang’s pleading for mercy clearly did not satisfy the satisfaction of Moqiu. He sneered and said:
You can’t see what he looks like? The world’s more handsome person than me, he’s gradually clearing one, others are you I can't see how they are alive. Don't argue with me. When you go back, you will be automatically punished."
Yunxiang immediately went down.
Seeing this situation, Luo gradually cleared his lips and smiled a little more. He whispered: "You just reprimanded the witch in the Magic Palace in 36 states, not afraid of being discovered by others? But I It’s also curious, Mo Qiu, how long has it not been seen, can you reprimand the love of the devil?

Mo Qiu raised his chin slightly and smiled and said: "I am now the core figure of the Magic Road Palace. My talent is much higher than her. The new disciple of the demon statue is me." After a pause, Mo Qiu said: "You Is it worried that my identity is discovered?" After that, Mo Qiu looked at the Buddha.
The Buddha smiled lightly and rushed to him.
Who expected the autumn to see the Buddha, then the red sleeves said: "Kill him, no one knows?"
Luo gradually cleared: "...you are just fooling!"
The smile suddenly stiffened on the face of the Buddha: "..." Amitabha, Amitabha, Otaru should not leave the Yuanzong to play...
Suddenly angry, Yunxiang: "Why are you killing innocents!"
Mo Qiu heard a word and turned to look at the black girl: "Do you dare to say that I am killing innocent people?"
Yunxiang just had a little momentum, and Mo Qiu just looked at her. She actually shrank again: "You...you didn't tell me before, can we not kill innocent people, once they really go away? The thorough evil will be remembered by the heavens. Don’t say that flying into a fairy is difficult to climb into the sky...
Mo Qiu laughed and said: "Do you remember my words clearly?"
Yunxiang bowed his head and did not dare to speak.
Luo gradually sighed and said: "Although you are now a half-step repair, but Mo Qiu, you don't want to bully the Buddha. I only lived with the Buddha for a few days, but he is in Dharma. The understanding is admirable, and his karma is also excellent."
Mo Qiu’s lips slammed into the Buddha.
The Buddha dialed the round beads and sighed in the bottom of his heart: Xiao Qiu really should not leave Guiyuan...
Of course, everything is just a smile in the autumn, he naturally can not really kill the Buddha. Just as he said before Luo Qingqing, Mo Qiu never killed people and will not kill people in the future. The Buddha is not so abhorrent to the magic, otherwise he will kill her at the first sight of the incense at the inn, and will not leave her to live until now.
I can see that Mo Qiu also makes Luo gradually clear, but he is still anxious to return to Taihua Mountain.
Who is expected to say: "I didn't expect you to come to Yunzhou to find me, I really flattered me."
Luo gradually became subconscious and said: "I am coming to you specifically?"
Mo Qiu Li certainly nodded: "Yes, I didn't tell you before I left Taihua Mountain. Do I have to go to Yunzhou to handle things?" The voice fell, and Mo Qiu's face was black: "You didn't come to me at all!"
Luo gradually cleared: "..."
Seeing that Moqiu had taken the bleeding color and long whip to fight against Luo Qingqing, the Buddha on the side looked at them and smiled softly. The other side of the cloud had already been stunned, and his mouth was so open that he could stuff a duck egg with incredible Looked at the red magic repair that chased Luo.
After about a quarter of an hour, Luo gradually reached out and grabbed the long whip of Mo Qiu. He said seriously: "I have to go back."
Mo Qiu sneered: "This is my life-and-death friend called Mo Qiu? Even I don't know in Yunzhou?"
Luo gradually coughed twice.
The atmosphere between the two people froze again, and the white and gentle handsome monk sighed helplessly and stepped forward to break the deadlock: "Since the ink Taoist friends hope to talk with Luo Dao, this is close to me. It’s better to go to the sacred door of Otaru first. If it’s half a month, it’s just the meditation meeting that I belong to Yuanzong. If you are interested in Tao, you are willing to lead the way.

Yunxiang nodded immediately and asked, "I am going! But what is the Zen Conference?"
Luo gradually hesitated and frowned: "I want to go back to Taihua soon..."
Mo Qiu stared coldly at Luo Qingqing. The latter had to sigh and said: "That must have troubled the Buddha."
The buddha chuckled the dagger.
However, for a long time, the Buddha turned his hand and took out a jasper beads. This bead is not made of sandalwood, etc. It is rather beautiful, reflecting many mottled colors in the sun. The Buddha chanted his mouth, and the Buddha beads soon became large, forming a jade bead about the size of the house.
Buddhism said: "There is still a thousand miles in the Yuanzong. It is better to take a small pipa like this jade bead and save your feet."
The people immediately got on the bead.
It is said that Yuzhu, but when Luo gradually went up, he felt that it was not slippery, but it was very cold and hearty. When the crowd stood firm, the Buddha flashed a golden light in the middle of the scorpion. In the blink of an eye, the beads moved forward hundreds of meters away.
The beads are very stable and not flying high. Luo gradually can also look at the surrounding scenery.
It didn't take long for Yunxiang to ask: "The monk, you haven't said what the debate is."
The Buddha smiled slightly and was not angry with Yunxiang's name for himself. He said: "Buddhism is divided into eight major sects, namely, the three sects, the sects of the sects, the sects of the heavens, the sects of the sects of the sects, the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects Zong, I belong to the Zen class, and most of the world's Buddhist monks are also Zen. So every five years, I will hold a meditation meeting for the Yuanzong. At that time, the world will be present, eight sects will be convinced. On the machine."
Yunxiang asked: "Is it necessary for every Buddhist monk to talk about something at this debate?"
The Buddha shakes his head: "If that's the case, then the debate on the Zen Conference can't be completed for a hundred years. The Buddhism can't be said lightly, and the words must have a way. At the Zen Conference, the eight sects will each send a representative to confess. In the end, the winner of the debate is the leader of the debate conference. The one he is in will be proud of him for five years."
Yunxiang nodded gently: "Hey, isn't that a different champion every five years, and every year, different Buddhas are happy?"
This time, I didn’t wait for the Buddha’s answer. I only heard that Moqiu hated iron and said nothing:
I don’t see you studying and practicing in the weekdays. How can I not hear the window? The Magic Road Palace is also bordered by Zhangzhou, even me. Knowing that this so-called meditation conference began twenty years ago, it has always been the top leader of Zen. You don’t even know what the eight majors are?"
Yunxiang grievously snorted: "Where do you know more..."
Mo Qiu gave her a look, and she immediately snorted.
Luo gradually smiled and said: "The cloud girl does not know that this incident is justifiable. She is not a Buddhist monk. Since the Buddha played on behalf of Zen in 20 years ago, she has never lost, and she has won many battles. Otherwise, Do you think that the title of this 'Buddha' is recognized by whom?"
In the eyes of Yunxiang, a flash of light flashed. She quietly glanced at the Buddha and said to herself: "You are still so powerful..."
The four people flew forward at a very fast speed. The Buddha explained the affairs of the Buddha to the other three people with great patience. Yunxiang listened very carefully. Gradually, even Luo gradually felt a little curious and got together. I heard it.
Only Mo Qiu still stood on the front end of the Buddha's beads with a calm face. He did not get angry with his own long whip. It seemed that he was not interested in the interesting things of the Buddha.
In this way, the four left the territory of Yunzhou and soon arrived in Zhangzhou.
The deeper you go, the more water you have. Luzhou is famous for its many mountains and waters. In particular, the water in Zhangzhou is famous all over the world. It is rumored that many monks who practice the water system often come here to retreat because there are big rivers and big rivers, and there are oceans and oceans on the edge of the Xuantian continent.
The Buddha smiled and said: "A decade ago, at the confession conference, Xiao Xiao had seen a friend of the Shingon sect. He asked Xiao Xiao a question. He said that the rumored Zen Buddhism was passed through the road, dare to ask, Wan The law is one, where is it?"
Yunxiang thought in a foggy way, but Luo gradually cleared it up.
The Buddha did not look at Luo gradually and looked at it. He explained: "Small scorpion will answer him. Everything in the world is one. Nothing comes to tens of thousands. Nothing comes to one. Because of the heart, it is also destroyed by the heart. Is the origination method. Since this is one, what is the point of returning to it?"
Luo gradually closed his eyes and was immersed in the mysterious realm. Not far away, Mo Qiu also looked at the Buddha, and the hostility in his eyes was much less. Only Yunxiang still frowned and asked: "What do you mean by that, how can I not understand?"
At the mouth of Moqiu’s mouth, he just prepared to open his mouth and reprimand, who expected...
boom!
A terrible pressure started from the ground and broke into the sky. This power is as horrible as the condensing of the air into the essence, and the four people on the beads are unable to move. Luo gradually cleared up and looked at Mo Qiu, and Mo Qiu also looked at him.
The two looked at each other and suddenly understood the meaning of the other party.
At this time, the first thought of Luo gradually clear is still Mo Qiu. Not to mention that the repair of Mo Qiu is indeed the highest among the four, that is, Luo gradually clears and Mo Qiu repeatedly lives and died twice. The person who trusts the most in his heart is the first one, Xuan Lingzi, the second It is oneself, the third is Mo Qiu.
In such a pressure like the sea, Luo gradually cleared the darkness with Mo Qiu and walked toward the other side. When the Buddha saw it, he was also a glimpse of the eyebrows. At this moment, he did not care about the hands of Yunxiang, and prevented her from having any problems.
However, the pressure does not give them the opportunity to guard against it.
Just a breath of effort, bang!
This time, the pressure is accompanied by horrible spiritual power, like a gust of wind hitting everyone.
Luo gradually cleared his eyes and quickly grasped Mo Qiu in one hand. He grabbed the nearest Yunxiang in his hand, but the Buddha farthest from him fell to his knees and slammed down Yuzhu.
Luo gradually stunned: "Buddha!"
He hadn't had time to do anything, only to see Yunxiang suddenly jumped off the jade beads and grabbed the hand of the Buddha. Luo gradually cleared his eyes and jumped, then pulled the hand of Yunxiang. Mo Qiu was holding the hand of Luo Qingqing, and the four people fell together under the beads.
Mo Qiu screamed, and took a delicate dagger from the ring. This dagger is decorated with a variety of colorful beads, looks very beautiful, but its lethality is amazing enough.
I saw that Mo Qiu gently inserted this dagger, and pierced the Buddha's jade bead magic weapon, and inserted it in it.
The four men fell down a distance. In the end, Mo Qiu took the dagger and inserted it in the jade bead. Only then did he stop the falling trend. In the following order, Luo gradually cleared, Yunxiang and Buddha.
In this fierce and fierce pressure, even in the late Yuan Ying, Mo Qiu could not mobilize his spiritual power, and even his physical strength was limited to the limit. If it is normal, let alone three people, that is, one hundred people, one thousand people, Mo Qiu can also pull, but now his hand holding the dagger has already spread the blue veins, constantly shaking, apparently strong support.
Luo gradually saw the situation, and hurriedly said: "Mo Qiu, you can't move the spiritual power?"
Mo Qiu gnawed his teeth: "The bottom is absolutely at least a post-compression pressure. This is the one that does not have long-eyed magic repairs, and actually dares to go to the Yuanzong site to make trouble in Ganzhou!"
At this time, even talking is a waste of effort.
The four did not speak anymore. Mo Qiu tried to hold the dagger, but he did not have the extra hands to climb up. Looking in other directions, Luo gradually clears and Yunxiang is the same, their two hands are occupied, and they can't make it out.
In this way, the four people spent two quarters of an hour, and the brutal pressure did not dissipate.
On the arm of Mo Qiu, blood beads gradually ooze out, and the red blood beads ooze out from each of his pores, which looks extremely miserable. This kind of pressure is not only suppressing their cultivation, but also indiscriminately attacking them.
At this moment, the most painful part of the body is Mo Qiu and Yun Xiang. The former is to take four people, the latter is the worst.
But the most painful thing in the heart is the Buddha.
He was dragged by Yunxiang, but he couldn't help but look at the four people above.
Mo Qiu’s arm is full of blood, and the mouth of Yunxiang’s mouth is also bleeding. But now, no one dares to let go, because they all know that there is a power that doesn't know how to suddenly go mad. If it goes down now, who knows what the ending will be. Even if they continue, they must take the initiative to continue, and they must not fall.
Whether it will fall to death under this horrible pressure is one thing, and the possibility of being discovered by that power is also extremely high.
Seeing the situation, it has been deadlocked like this, and the magic weapon Yuzhu has a tendency to hang down.
The Buddha looked at the three people who were pulling on himself. A pair of clear and clean scorpions seemed to be filled with compassion and sorrow. He sighed softly and smiled. "Amitabha, and then, the cloud road friend is afraid." I can't support it. Buddha, I don't go to hell, who goes to hell. Let's let Xiao Xiao go first and explore the road for the Taoist friends."
Luo gradually sighed and heard a word, he quickly looked down, just to see the scene where the Buddha released his hand.
Luo gradually clear his eyes and he was still in the future, but he saw a pair of tender handcuffs holding the Buddha.
The Buddha suddenly froze, looked up, and saw that Yunxiang slammed a blood, all sprayed on the white face of the Buddha. Yunxiang’s body kept trembled. She screamed at the Buddha and said hoarsely:
Grandma hasn’t killed you to vent your anger, what is your monk... you can die!

The face of the Buddha was a fog, and he looked at the black girl who refused to let go. After a long time, he somehow laughed and said softly: "The donor, you are konjac. The so-called nine deaths, the little scorpion is just falling, how can it be dead?"
Yunxiang angered: "You shut up your grandmother!"
The Buddha said helplessly: "Amitabha, Xiaolu shut up."
Seeing this scene, Luo gradually cleared his breath. In fact, his current state is not much better. Mo Qiu wants to hold three people. He has to take two people, and his repair is lower than Mo Qiu.
However, Luo gradually lifted his first look, but he saw that Mo Qiu’s red robe had been wet by the blood and wet and sticky.
The release of this pressure may be just a fit-time monk, but his pressure has brought endless murder. This kind of power is not like the pressure of the mysterious spirits in the past, and the pressure of the stars to test the ink autumn. Their pressure is only an assessment of the elders to the juniors, unlike the killings.
Seeing Mo Qiu, Luo gradually cleared his throat and swallowed his throat, but there was no way to help him.
After a while, I only listened to Mo Qiu’s anger and yelled at the following: "I will kill you sooner or later!"
Then, Mo Qiu's body was red and his horrible black magic was hovering around his body. This magical gas seems to be a little different from what Luo has seen in the past. It is not pure black magic, but it is mixed with some blood red. When this magical gas appeared, there would be no pressure in the magical spirit, and Mo Qiu’s foot was awkward, and he went to Yuzhu.
When Mo Qiu’s wrists were hard, they gradually cleared up, followed by Yunxiang and Buddhism.
Yunxiang on the jade beads, directly fainted, Luo gradually cleared the medicinal herbs immediately to take her.
The situation of the Buddha is not much better. He is the closest person to the pressure center, and he is pale at the moment.
After Luo gradually cleared the Yunxiang, he turned and saw that Mo Qiu spit a hot blood, and the whole person fell backwards. Luo gradually cleared and rushed to help him up. At this moment, the pressure of the scorpio scorpion finally disappeared, and the black and red magic that wrapped the jade beads disappeared.
The whole man of Mo Qiu fell in the arms of Luo gradually clearing his eyes, his eyes closed, and blood was flowing down his lips.
Luo gradually cleared into the body of Mo Qiu with spiritual power. The next moment, he widened his eyes: "How is this possible!"
Just a blink of an eye, Mo Qiu went out of the half-step and fell back to the late Yuan Ying.
Luo gradually cleared that he had never heard of anyone who was able to retreat so quickly. Mo Qiu did not seem to suffer serious injuries, but he directly retired. Somehow, Luo gradually clears the black magic of the color just now, and his brain flashes in the blink of an eye, but then disappears when he wants to capture it.
This time, without pressure, the four people adjusted on the jade beads.
However, for a long time, Mo Qiu also woke up, except for the retrogression, he had no other difference.
But this time, he looked at the Buddha. Mo Qiu's face was gloomy, and even the Buddha had no smile.
Buddha said: "This is a business... too heavy."
Mo Qiu said calmly: "At least killed, 100,000 people."
The Buddha manipulated the jade beads and gradually flew to the ground. When I came to the ground, Luo gradually saw a bright red river. The river flows from the front of the mountain road, just a river, there is nothing else, it is a blood river.
The stench of blood smell makes Luo gradually clear his face.
The more you go forward, the more you can see some broken bodies and broken pieces of meat. Luo gradually cleared his face and gradually lost his expression. Yunxiang was pale and pale. Although the Buddha did not seem to change anything, he tightened his bead and his eyes were angry.
Only the ink autumn, just watching very quietly, no sadness and no joy.
When the four people went to a village and saw the corpse that was piled up into a hill, Yunxiang finally couldn’t help but spit it out. She spit and wiped her tears and said: "There is such a ferocious thing in the world. Magic repair?"
Ink cold and cold: "You are a magician, what are you saying?"
Yunxiang said: "But I have never killed anyone!"
As soon as this sentence came to the fore, Luo gradually cleared and the Buddha was froze. He only listened to Yunxiang and continued: "My master said that as long as the magic repair kills people, it is difficult to turn back. So I was ordered by him to be murderous. Do not take the spiritual power of the person to repair the body. Otherwise, why have I practiced for thirty-nine years, and I am far away from Yuan Ying?"
The Buddha heard the words, but it was cold: "But the deity has killed 3.61 million people in that life."
Yunxiang suddenly glared at the Buddha and said: "You are not allowed to say my master!"
The Buddha is not as gentle and gentle as he was at the moment. His eyes reflect this horrible corpse, and he said calmly: "The little cockroach is not lying, why should the donor negate? The demon statue is the body that was stepped on by others." Step by step to climb the status of his demon, I am the reason why the Yuanzong moved to Ganzhou more than a thousand years ago, isn’t it to curb the inhumanity?
Yunxiang attacked directly with a paw: "You can't say my master!"
This paw, the Buddha did not hide, Yunxiang quickly closed his hand, but also dug a meat down the Buddha's chest.
The Buddha is still cold-faced, his hand holding the beads has been pinched, and the other hand is pointing to the corpse, scolding: "This is the most magical repair in the whole world! This is just a village, you can I know, this is a hundred miles, no one is smoking! You can't see it, but I can see it! This industry has already skyrocketed, and I can't bear to watch it! Yunxiang, you don't kill, because you have a good master, but This does not mean that other magical repairs are the same. The most difficult thing is the magical demon of the head of the magic repair!"
Yunxiang eyes were red, but they did not attack the Buddha again. They just kept saying: "I don't know, the magic repair will kill people like this. But... but I don't want you to say my master."
Buddha said: "Amitabha, the donor, you are konjac."
Yunxiang suddenly raised his head and seriously said: "Then you know, how many things did my Master do to make up for the sins he committed in the past? Do you know why the Yaozu did not invade the thirty-six states in a hundred years? You know my way What is the annual contribution of the palace to the border of the two communities? You know that my master reached the late Mahayana more than a thousand years ago, but he has not had much time, but still is..."
"Enough!" Mo Qiu cold interrupted the words of Yunxiang, let the girl in black look at him incredulously.
Mo Qiu stepped forward and looked at the Buddha. He said: "Yes, the demon statue is indeed a beast. But the Buddha and the dust, at this moment you should not argue with the unclear Yunxiang who is right and wrong, because everyone knows, You are right, and she is always wrong. If you hate the demon, then you will kill him. But if not, now you should stop arguing about this meaningless thing. Do you not want to kill this killing 100,000? Is the man's magic repair?"
Listening to the arguments of Yunxiang and Buddhism just now, I don’t know why, Luo gradually clears that he feels a little bored.
He remembered what Mo Qiu had said to him very early, when they were still in the Valley of the Flames. Mo Qiu and he said that in the world of magic repair, no more than ten people will never kill, only killing those who killed the damn, no more than one percent, the rest of the magic repair, all indiscriminately kill innocent.
However, Tiandao has words, strength is respect, and the weak meat is strong.
This is the rule set by Heaven, so everyone will abide by it.
The demon can kill, others can kill him, others can't kill him, then he will continue to kill.
Is there really nothing that can stop the demon statue?
Have.
If Yunxiang didn’t finish it, Luo gradually knew. In the rumor, the demon statue has reached the late Mahayana more than a thousand years ago, but so far he is only the late Mahayana. Heaven has limited his growth. Although he has never killed innocent people for thousands of years, he still needs him to pay his debts.
Now, if you mean it, maybe it’s time for the demon to die.
The limit of the Mahayana period is three thousand years, perhaps... he really has not much time.
Demon respects the root of a product, wants to be a person, so he enters the devil, he killed millions of innocent people, this is his cause. His fruit is that this life can not break through the Mahayana period, this life must guard the two ethnic borders for the human race.
Moreover, Luo gradually cleared the Xuan Lingzi once said: "If the devil kills one person, he will have to repay it. Unless he can fly into a fairy, how many people will be killed when he reincarnate, how many lives will enter the animal. Those who have been killed by him will come back to him one by one in the next generation."
At that time, Luo gradually cleared up and asked how it was.
Xuan Lingzi pointed to a mountain village ten miles away from the Taihua Mountain. Among them, there was a farmer who was farming. Xuan Lingzi said: "If the magical reincarnation is the cow, then the person killed by him will be reincarnated as this farmer. In the end of his life, he will be whipped by the farmer, and he will not sleep for him, wait for him to be old. If you don’t move the fields, you have to be killed and sold by the farmer. Gradually, this is the reincarnation of heaven."
At that time, Luo gradually cleared his heart and opened his heart.
A force of nothingness dissipated from his dantian and fiercely swallowed the spiritual power around him.
The original Moqiu trio was discussing how to find the indiscriminate demon repair, seeing Luo gradually clear and suddenly want to break through, Mo Qiu immediately sleeved for Luo gradually cleared an enchantment, the Buddha then laid another, two Sitting cross-legged together, for the Luo gradually clear the law.
These Luo gradually disappeared.
The power of nothingness passed through the mountains and the rivers, and through the rivers of Zhangzhou, I saw the turrets and seas in the mouth of the Buddha's mouth. I also saw the lines of cause and effect interspersed in the Yuanfa Heavenly Way!
Rumble!
A loud voice rang in Luo’s mind.
"What is the cause, what is the result?"
"When the karma meets, the fruit is still self-sufficient!"
"If the heavens are wrong, if the heavens are unfair, then how is the law, how to cause cause and effect!"
"The Nine Thousands of Heavens Record" won the fourth, winning the cause and effect!"
Luo gradually cleared the whole person to be immersed in the realm of cause and effect in the world. This is the first time he has seen the causal line so clearly. He saw every person in Ganzhou, and there are countless lines of cause and effect.
Today, you sent someone a bowl of porridge, and he owes you a fruit. In the coming day, you will be a gimmick when you are raining and drifting.
Today, when someone asks you for help, you turn a blind eye. You owe him a fruit. In the next day, you are sent to the court. He personally left the swearing order.
The young girl looks back and smiles.
A drama at a young age, accompanied by old age.
Luo gradually felt the beautiful and magical cause and effect reincarnation, until he suddenly saw the sea of ​​mountains and mountains, and he suddenly saw a glimpse. When he wanted to take back the spirit, he suddenly saw a short, thin old man in a black robe.
Luo gradually opened his eyes: "I saw it!"
Mo Qiu immediately got up and asked, "What do you see?"
Luo gradually cleared the darkness and said coldly: "I saw that the magic that killed 100,000 people was repaired."