In the bookstore, Yang Xiao was stunned, well, how could he stop suddenly.
The three quasi-saint powerhouses released their breath, and those with insufficient strength did not even have the qualifications to feel this breath.
Projecting Yang Xiao is only the scum strength of the middle stage of the human immortal, obviously he is one of the unqualified people.
"There seems to be a strong person over there."
Next to him, Monkey King's eyes flickered and he opened his mouth, and he didn't feel too clear.
Frowning his brows, Yang Xiao's projection disappeared, and when he reappeared, he ran to Kong Xuan's side.
Kong Xuan, who almost slapped Yang Xiao's projection and slapped his slap, abruptly took his hand over Yang Xiao's headache, only a few minutes away, Yang Xiao's projection of 10,000 book currency exchange was almost wiped out.
Because of this, Yang Xiao was also shaken by the strong wind, and directly fell to the ground.
"I said the shopkeeper, can you not be so fascinating, and if you rush out without saying hello, it is easy for others to find out as a sneaker!"
Kong Xuan had a headache. I didn't see the shop owner using this method before. It shouldn't be long before I learned it. This is too sloppy.
"Ahem, I will adopt this suggestion, mainly because Ming Wang, you reacted too quickly."
With a light cough, Yang Xiao stood up with a pale projection of his face.
But at this moment, he felt a chill in his head inexplicably.
In the bookstore, the deity Yang Xiao looking at the water mirror, the corners of his mouth twitched wildly at the moment, I went, how could his hair be lost.
When his projection stood up just now, he found that the hair above his head was completely blown away by a gust of wind.
At this moment, his projected hairstyle looks like a greasy middle-aged bald uncle who is forty or fifty years old.
When the deity saw this, the projection side naturally understood what was going on, and his face suddenly became very dark.
The image of the owner of the shop, the wise Shenwu, let me go, for you Kong Xuan, the initiator, is actually laughing.
After discovering the unconcealable smile in Kong Xuan's eyes, Yang Xiao gritted his teeth with an urge to hit someone.
"This kind of hairstyle is actually quite good, it seems that the owner is much more mature."
Seeing Yang Xiao staring at him badly, Kong Xuan couldn't help but laugh.
The black-faced Yang Xiao said in a huff: "Yes, you big-headed ghost, Shaohuyou, the owner, know how to make your hair grow out, right?"
"Running the mana to the head will stimulate the growth of hair follicles, and they will naturally grow." Kong Xuan did not blame Yang Xiao for saying him, and explained.
Yang Xiao nodded, having mana is good. The problem of baldness in later generations can be solved so easily. Those hard-working writers who have spent days and nights trying to think about plots and codes would be better if they had mana.
According to Kong Xuan's statement, Yang Xiao was testing, but at this moment, his deity received a system prompt in his head.
"A warm reminder to the host that the projection clone is damaged and cannot be repaired."
After listening to the system, Yang Xiao froze.
Isn't it, it's so boring, doesn't it mean that the projection of the owner of this shop must always bear a bald image?
Silent Yang Xiao, at this time, there is a special urge to abandon the projection and replace it with another one. However, I can't bear the value of the ten thousand books!
The value of ten thousand books, that is a quasi-saint treasure!
After struggling for a long time, Yang Xiao gritted his teeth fiercely and couldn't repair it, right? Then the owner would shave a little bit more. A bald head is better than a bald head.
At Da Leiyin Temple, Kong Xuan looked at Yang Xiao, wondering why he hadn't let his hair grow out in a long time. Could it be that the owner's qualifications are so bad that he can't use his power?
Just when Kong Xuan thought about this, Yang Xiao said, "Ming Wang, get all my hair out and make it bald."
"I……"
Kong Xuan was stunned. What is the shopkeeper doing and wants to join Buddhism?
Seeing Kong Xuan stunned, Yang Xiao said with a black face: "The owner of this projection, the hair can't grow out, it looks pretty bald."
Suddenly, Kong Xuan smiled, and according to Yang Xiao's instructions, a faint light glowed in his hand, and he circled Yang Xiao's head.
The remaining hairs were cut off one by one and drifted away with the wind, and the owner of the little monk was officially born.
Looking at Yang Xiao with a bald head amused, Kong Xuan suggested: "Would you like to order a few scars?"
"Gun Duzi, the owner is not a real monk." Yang Xiao said with a black face.
The two were chatting, a golden light suddenly came from not far away, and a thin old man appeared.
Looking at the other party's full-headed bag, it is definitely a quasi-sage who is not inferior to the Tathagata.
There is a saying in Buddhism that the more meat buns, that is, the buns on the head, the stronger the strength. The meat bun is an extremely noble appearance and a symbol of the status of cultivation.
"Well, Vairocana Buddha, something?"
Kong Xuan's eyes turned abruptly and fell on the incoming person.
The skinny old monk named Vairocana Buddha glanced across Yang Xiao, looked at the clothes that were completely different from his ordinary Buddhist novice monk, frowned, and said, "This man is a little face, who is he and why is he here?"
Vairocana Buddha?
When Vairocana Buddha looked at him, Yang Xiao was also looking at Vairocana Buddha, thinking for a moment, a gleam of light suddenly appeared in his eyes.
He remembered that if it was not bad, this seemed to be a traitor who intercepted the teachings and came to Buddhism!
In the Conferred God battle, Jiejiao produced two great traitors, one Long-ear Dingguangxian and the other Viluxian.
Long-ear Dingguang Xian, went to Buddhism and became Dingguang Huanxi Buddha, while Viluxian became Vairocana Buddha.
Both of them were one of the seven immortals who served by the saint's side.
As for the Tathagata, in fact, he was also the person who stopped teaching back then, the chief disciple of the saint, the Taobao Taoist.
But he was suppressed by the sage of Lao Tzu and later thrown to Buddhism. It is not all a rebellion. The real rebellion is the Buddha Vairocana and Dingguang Huanxi.
"I have thousands of Buddhist disciples, do you know all of them? King Benming saw him pleasingly, and he got ready to give instructions. Do you want to intervene?"
When Yang Xiao was thinking about it, Kong Xuan looked at Vairocana Buddha coldly, with a very domineering tone.
Vairocana Buddha, who knew Kong Xuan's temper, was not angry, and said with a faint smile: "I am for the safety of my Buddhism, not to interfere with King Ming."
"It's just my Buddhism disciple, why don't I wear my Buddhism uniform? It's really strange."
Vairocana Buddha's eyes flickered slightly, his eyes were like needles, as if he wanted to see through Yang Xiao.
Regarding the traitor, regardless of which traitor he is, Yang Xiao has never had a good impression of him.
This Vairocana Buddha, looking at the prisoner's eyes, made him very unhappy.
"Ami has a darling Buddha, how good are you, Buddha?"
Pretending to be a Buddhist gesture, Yang Xiao said to Vairocana.
Looking at Yang Xiao dumbstruck, Vairocana Buddha's forehead was full of fog, and the Buddha's name chanted by this novice monk, it was strange, this Amitabha Buddha, what kind of Buddha is it, and what is the relationship with Amitabha?
And how did he ask this Buddha's old mother? I don't know how long this Buddha's old mother has been dead. I don't know how many times I have been reincarnated.
