Chapter 3661: Five drops of Yangzhi nectar (monthly ticket)

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"Just a few days ago, because of this, the fire and the emperor are still driving the pro, you can know the emperor?"
He mentioned the Emperor of the Fire, hesitated, and pinched the bottle filled with Yang Zhigan.
Do you want to give this medicine to Zitang?
There is a battle between heaven and man in my heart.
Until now, you can't be sure whether Zitang Su is a good person or a bad person.
"do not know."
Zitang Su did not hesitate and denied.
"I don't know, or don't remember?"
He asked.
This purple church is really a strange person.
He seems to be cold and unremarkable to other people except Xiaoyueyue. He suspects that he was willing to save the night glory, also because of Xiaoyueyue.
Could it be said that he secretly thought that Zitang Su likes Xiaoyueyue?
It is very likely that the little moon in the month is absolutely unparalleled. The average man has seen it. He has seen the fish like a cat, but the purple hall is a Buddhist man. The six are not clean, especially the other is still a bad old man.
How to see, how the emperor is more suitable for the small moon than the purple hall.
Zitang Su was caught in silence.
He did not know whether he really did not know the Emperor of Fire, or did not remember him.
"Obviously, you have forgotten the Emperor of Fire. Even the four gods of the gods can forget, you are this person... Oh, it’s worth it. I am also ordered to come. There is a bottle of liquid medicine, which is the fire god. For you."
After struggling with his heart, he decided to give Yang Zhi Ganlu to Zitang.
He said that the hand was raised, and the bottle of Yang Zhigan was thrown into the front of Zitang.
I saw a piece of twig falling, and the bottle of Yang Zhigan was firmly caught.
Zitang Su looked at the pill bottle and felt unusually familiar.
The bottle...not belongs to the flaming god, but from himself.
When you touched the bottle, there was something in the bottle that slowly blended into the piece of purple leaf.
In the mind of Zitang Su, something has passed by.
That is part of the memory fragment.
He forgot the memory fragments that have happened for many years.
A middle-aged man with a superficial appearance stood in front of him.
When the man looked at him, his eyes were full of horror.
"Buddha..."
"I have left the thousand Buddhas."
Zitang Su said faintly, he said that he was no longer a Buddha.
"Whether the Buddha is still in the Thousand Buddhas, the Buddha is always a Buddha."
The man said firmly.
On his body, the bright yellow robes and robes, a piece of clouds surrounded by flames, symbolizing his identity.
"After five hundred and five years, I will deliver it to me."
That bottle of Yangzhi nectar is the one he gave to the flaming god.
At that time, Zitang Su, just left the thousand Buddhas.
He was alone and came to the realm of God.
After leaving the bottle of nectar, he turned and left.
"Buddha, this medicine bottle?"
More than five hundred years ago, the Emperor of Fire, took over the bottle, and looked awkward.
He did not know why Zitang Su suddenly appeared in Zhushen Mountain.
For thirty-three days, people are not always dismissive of the ninety-nine things like the gods.
"The emperor star is falling, it is in the realm of the gods."
Zitang Su didn't say much, just left, leaving only one sentence to the Emperor of Fire.
The Emperor of the Fire in the past, who had realized for centuries, never understood the meaning of the words in Zitang.
It was not until more than five hundred years later that Feng Tian’s order was made, and the Emperor of Fire and Fire clearly understood.
After pondering, he took out Yang Zhigan, who had been preserved for many years, and gave it to him.
As for why you choose 啵啵, it is a coincidence.
"Hey? Are you okay?"
After surrendering Yang Zhigan, I watched the tree motionless. It was very strange and asked a few words.
"Thank you."
There was not much to say about Zitang Su, but he saw that his branches and leaves were slightly raised. The bottle of nectar was volleyed, the cork was opened, the bottle was slightly tilted, and a drop of green liquid dripped.
That liquid, every drop is crystal clear, like jade.
If Ye Lingyue is also at this time, he will surely find that the bottle of Yangzhi nectar that was given to the Emperor of Fire in the same year was purple, and the color of the fruit was more pure than the Yangzhi nectar of Ye Lingyue’s Jiuyu Yujing.
Just because this Yangzhi nectar comes from thirty-three days.
When a drop of poplar nectar falls, the purple leaf bodhi trembles slightly.
When the second drop of saplings was on the leaves of the purple leaves, the edges of those withered and yellowed quickly faded away from the yellow color, showing a purple color.
When the third drop of yangzhi nectar fell, the tree body of the purple leaf bodhi skyrocketed a lot, and there was a Sanskrit on the tree.
When the fourth drop of yangzhi nectar fell, a silhouette appeared on the purple leaf bodhi.
I can't help but wipe my eyes.
When the fifth drop of yangzhi nectar fell...the figure came out of the tree.
"!"
I couldn't help but round my eyes and look at the man in front of me.
"You are Zitang Su? You are not a bad old man."
He couldn’t help but mix the man in silver with her eyes and the bad old man with the memory of her imagination.
Purple Hall, actually looks so beautiful?
Purple clothes, silver hair like snow, a pair of eyes in the ancient wells without waves, but it seems to have broken the red dust of the world, such a man, really should be in heaven, no on the ground.
I couldn't help but swallow.
Well, she has to admit that the purple buddha in front of him and the handsome ghost of the underworld in that year, that is, the priest of Xiaoyueyue had a fight.
However, after seeing the true face of Zitang Su, he began to entangle.
What do you say about Xiaoyueyue, and the man who is so outstanding by Emperor and Zitangsu has liked it.
Zitang Su did not pay attention to it. He lifted his hand and the bottle of Yangzhi nectar in the air fell to his hand.
At that time, Zitang Su was delivered to the bottle of Yangzhi nectar of the Fire Emperor, a total of ten drops.
Purple Hall is used to restore the power of the heavens and the earth, sharing five drops.
These five drops only allow Zitang Su to separate people and trees, and cannot fully restore Buddhism.
However, if ten drops of Yangzhi nectar are taken, Zitang Su will be able to recover more than 80% of the Buddha power.
But he still chose to keep the remaining five drops of Yangzhi nectar.
Because most of the memory is declining, Zitangsu remembered some of the past events, but he did not remember why he had to trust Yang Zhigan to the Emperor of Fire.
In the subconscious, he told himself that the five drops of nectar, he must keep.
Behind him, the purple leaf bodhi got the moisture of the Yangzhi nectar, and it rooted deeper, suppressing the second scorpion well that had been loosened earlier.
"go."
Zitang Su only said a word, and did not wait for it to keep up, just left.