Chapter 775: The treasure is detrimental

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The atmosphere of the scene solidified at a moment, and the people of the Qinglong Dynasty were somewhat happy because they knew that the Dao Ling and the Temple of the Son had just had a conflict, and I am afraid they would choose to stand by them. Copy URL visit http://%77%77%77%2e%76%6f%64%74%77%2e%63%6f%6d
"Is this?" The yin and yang ghosts stared at the greenish fruit. After the eyelids jumped, they couldn’t help but say, "Is this the legendary Bodhi?"
The little monk is already paying attention to this Bodhi. His clear scorpion flashes a sigh, and he moves his eyes to a small temple here.
The sacred sound is heard from the small temple. This small temple is sacred and solemn. It looks very peaceful and has an inviolable atmosphere.
The scorpion of Dao Ling is miniature, and Bodhi has heard of it. It is said to be a terrible treasure. It can be enlightened by the law, but it has long since disappeared. I don’t know how many years, this is a Bodhi?
"Dao brother, please help me to help me, then my reward plus ten times!" Li Qing is white and dancing, beautiful dust, she opened very decisively.
In the scorpion of the Dao Ling, the blast and the brilliance, when I was about to open, the shrine of the temple shouted: "Quick hands!"
The whole body of the temple is soaring to the extreme, just like a humanoid minefield is born, purple lightning hits Li Qingjun, and the time is mad and scary, this world has gone down the rain.
Bi Fang instantly manifested the body, and its bright feathers spurted one after another, very surging, and stepped on the foot and attacked Li Qingjun.
The two young supremes erupted at the same time, which led to a very fierce breath. A group of people in the Qinglong dynasty shivered, and some people’s throats were bleeding, and it was difficult to withstand such fluctuations.
Even if Li Qingjun’s face was dignified, her blue silk danced, and the whole body burst into flames, and both palms lifted up and rushed out to the erupting attack.
At the same time, she hurriedly said: "Dao brother, I am Li Qing, I will never say anything, and I will ask you to help!"
The two young supreme forces broke out, even if she was difficult to persist for a long time, she knew that Dao Ling had mastered the giant axe, and if this outbreak could threaten them two.
Dao Ling is hesitating to help Li Qingjun. This woman makes Dao Ling jealous. If she plays a huge axe, when she is exhausted, I am afraid she will take Bodhi.
When Daoan thought about it, his face was gloomy, because he was attacking and killing Li Qingjun. He suddenly turned around and violently rushed to Li Xiaoyu.
Li Xiaoying’s eyes widened and screamed:
Sister Qing’s sister saved me.

"Oh, now it’s late, Princess Xiaoyin is offended!" The Holy Son of the Temple pinched Li Xiaoyan’s neck and snorted.
"Looking for death!" Dao Ling's screams roared, and there was a hint of fierceness in his eyes. There was also a touch of tension. With the practice of the Temple of the Son, it would not be easy to save Li Xiaoyu!
The face of the Red Firebird is also not good-looking. This temple is also a young supreme, but even a young girl.
"What are you doing in the Temple of the Temple?" The people of the Qinglong Dynasty were furious, but this little princess in the dynasty was actually stunned by life!
Li Qing's nephew sank, and the jade hand clenched and shouted: "The temple son, you are also a personal thing, actually doing this, not afraid of people laughing?"
Hearing the words, the Temple of the Temple sneered: "The Princess of Green is just a last resort!"
"You bastard, and quickly put the aunt's grandmother." Li Xiaoyan's face was red, angry roar.
"Little Princess Sissi I advised you to settle down. If my hand's strength is aggravated, I accidentally pinch you to death. When it is time, it will be bad." The Temple Son said coldly.
This is about Bodhi, even if the relationship with the Qinglong Dynasty deteriorates, the temple will not punish him!
"What do you want?" Li Qingjun's face was a bit ugly, and he saw this. The heart was very nervous. If Li Xiaoying had an accident, she would not blame.
Wen Yan, the sacred son of the temple looked at Bodhi, indifferent: "It is very simple, I want Bodhi!"
Li Qingjun’s heart was shaking, but she did not surprise her. She quickly said coldly:
The Bodhi can give you, but you have to put the little cockroach.

"Ha ha ha, Princess Qing, you can really make a joke." The shrine of the temple disdain sneer: "I will give Bodhi to me immediately, and I will not pinch her, as long as I get Bodhi, I promise that there is no whats the matter."
"Damn, Qingjun sister, you should not promise him." Li Xiaoyan was very angry, but the strength of the temple's son was aggravated, the girl's cheeks were red, but it was hard to call out.
The fist of Daolin was shook, and a terrible anger broke out.
"Well, Bodhi I will give you, don't hurt Xiao Yan." Li Qingjun's eyes have a decisive color.
"Amitabha." The little monk's gaze fell on the Bodhi, and his hands were faintly open: "This Bodhi is a treasure of the ancient times, the unique thing of Amitabha the Great."
"What are you talking about?" The face of the Temple and Bifang's face was ecstatic, and screamed: "The treasure of Amitabha the Great?"
The treasures of the Great, and they are mad at the excitement, the value of this Bodhi is simply unimaginable.
"Is this person not a friend of my brother?" Li Xiaoyan's eyelids trembled, and he secretly said in his heart.
"But this Bodhi has long since dried up." The little monk sighed: "Now it is useless. If you get it, it is useless. It is better to let the girl and make a good relationship."
"What do you say? The Bodhi is dry?" The face of the Temple of the Temple is gloomy and swears: "You can't make me, this Bodhi is well-defined."
"The so-called bystander is clear, this Bodhi rumor is the treasure of enlightenment. The Bodhi in your eyes does not have this vision at all, and the Bodhi tree is dry."
The words of the little monk made the face of the Temple of the Temple dark and uncertain. He said: "Although this is the case, I will not work if I plant it."
The young monk shook his head and said indifferently: "Although this is the case, Bodhi only has the power of the main Buddha of Buddhism to awaken this thing with Dharma, and it requires an endless period of time. This is still secondary. The Bodhi tree needs to be planted in Mount Sumi. It can be restored, but Sumiyama has long since disappeared with Amitabha, and once you take it off, it will wither in an instant, which is impossible to accomplish."
The face of the Temple of the Son is completely ugly, the Buddha of Buddhism, this kind of character does not say whether there is, if there is, you take the Bodhi, I am afraid that the Buddha will not let this thing stay on them!
More important is the Sumi Mountain, which is said to be the area where Amitabha Buddha created the Dharma. Where to find it? The face of the Temple of the Temple is cloudy and uncertain, and he said: "Li Qingjun, go to Bodhi and take it off!"
Obviously they didn't believe the little monk's words. Li Qing went to the letter and went straight to remove the linden tree, but unfortunately, the only rhizome was quickly withered.
Li Qing sighed and his eyes shifted to the ugly face of the shrine. She said, "The temple son, now you can, let me put the little cockroach, what I did when I did nothing."
"Damn!" The temple is not too mad. This time it was a miscalculation. I was born with Li Xiaoyu not saying it, but also offended Li Qingjun, and the Qinglong Dynasty was angered when he learned about it.
The sacred son of the temple was thinking for a while. His sullen eyes stared at Dao Ling and sneered: "This kid has mastered a treasure. I am afraid that it will not be easy for me to go out safely. You let him throw the treasure, I Putting her in!"
"Let's relax!" Li Qingjun's eyelid burst into a bitter cold, and a horrible majestic atmosphere emerged. He said: "You are in the way!"
Dao Ling is not familiar with her, he will throw a treasure for Li Xiaoying? Killing her, she doesn't believe it~EbookFREE.me~ This is simply impossible. Just now, Dao Ling didn't shoot, she was already grateful. Now let him throw the treasure, Li Qing is hard to open.
"If my brother is here, it will be fine." Li Xiaoyan's eyes are red, and he feels that he is a burden.
"Hey, Princess Qing, we just want to go out, I believe that you can do this is not difficult!" Shrine of the temple is cold and open.
"What, you want a giant axe?"
The deep eyes of Dao Ling stared at the Son of the Temple, and the low voice followed.
This sentence, let Li Qing a slight glimpse, what is he going to do? Is it that this mixed king will also pity the jade?
The Son of the Temple is also very unexpected. What is this kid doing?
However, before he spoke, a black giant axe was thrown out and hung in the void, flowing with a fierce wave.
"Get it, let me give it to me."