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Chapter 151: Master and apprentice reunion

The Immortal Cultivation World, Xuanmen Langhuan.

The blue waves are thousands of miles away, the sky is lingering, and the four seasons are like spring, and we will teach the beauty to spend the spring and autumn!

Xu Xiaoxian looked at his six wives with relief and played happily in the lake. The lake water wet her clothes. They all had the best figures, like beauty on earth, and their charming laughter drifted in the valley, causing peach blossoms to float shyly into the lake and bursts of spring waves.

He wanted to jump into the lake and linger with the ladies, but his clear eyes flashed through his mind, and he gave up this idea again.

Why did she say she was always by my side? What happened ten thousand years ago?

According to Emperor Pan Ling, because he is the spiritual root of the immortal and Buddha, he must achieve the "Great Buddha Lord" realm and his cultivation can go further. If he wants to become a Great Buddha Lord, he must practice Buddhism. At present, he has obtained an encyclopedia of the Buddha practice "The True Sutra of the Infinite Great Buddha God". This book covers a wide range of things, not only the mantras to save billions of souls, but also many methods of practicing Buddhism.

But there are also many confusions.

However, when it comes to practicing Buddhism, no one is more accomplished than Li Xiuyuan, a living Buddha of the time. This contemporary celebrity travels among the markets, helps the poor and the needy, and has great magic power. He is the reincarnation of Xu Xiaoxian's master Li Lingyou, and is famous for his Buddhism and Taoism.

So, Xu Xiaoxian decided to learn from his master, and he should have visited this master long ago.

He had a sudden idea and immediately used the power of spiritual consciousness to transform eight independent clones. Each clone has complete thinking ability, and he can completely control it. All feelings and thoughts can also be transmitted to his body. The body can completely control all clones, which is no different from him.

At present, his strength is quite strong, so any clone is enough to deal with powerful threats. Of course, he still retains his strength within his body with a main strength of 70%.

In this way, those ladies don’t have to be jealous, and everyone can take care of it. It can be said that they are both rain and dew.

In short, except for Qingni in Hongjie, he has a total of eight wives, six here and two in Wuji World.

In the world of immortal cultivation: Bai Suzhen, Wang Yanran, Ling Yue, Hua Mengyu, Zhang Yunshu, Linglong.

In the Wuji World: Ye Ling, Xiang Li.

So after he left his clone, his original body went to the human world. With his powerful spiritual scanning ability, it was quite simple to find someone in the small human world.

Lin'an City, at the foot of Lingyin Mountain.

A long-haired monk in ragged clothes, undressed hair, was lying on the railing of a stone arch bridge. He was slapped with a ragged palm fan around his waist, almost only the fan bones were left. While drinking strong wine, he gnawed on the chicken legs. On the other end of the bridge, about two feet away, a group of about seven or eight children, who looked only eight or nine years old, were teasing the monk and throwing small stones at him.

"Come and see, the fake monk eats meat with thirsty wine..."

One of the relatively older boys clapped happily, then threw a stone the size of a fist at the monk and hit the monk's head.

"when....."

The stone was popped up by the Buddha's light and fell into the river water under the bridge. The water splashed on the boat of a handsome young man.

The handsome man, standing at the bow of the boat, holding a fragrant plum painting fan, was well-dressed and graceful, looking like a rich young man.

The young women in the attics on both sides of the Taiwan Strait stretched their heads out to see his style.

The man smiled pursed his lips, and the girls in the boudoir made a harsh scream.

Suddenly, the handsome man waved the incense fan lightly. The seven or eight children who had teased the monk and threw stones were lifted out of thin air to a height of 100 meters. A heavy rain filled with erotic energy flowed down the pants to the ground.

Not long after, the bridge was filled with onlookers, accusing the handsome man of what he did.

"Young man, don't look at you being handsome and dressed well, but you didn't expect to be in a beastly face and couldn't get along with a group of children."

A middle-aged woman scolded.

It was the middle-aged woman's scolding that attracted everyone to point at him.

"What evil tricks are you using? Are you a demon? Let the child go."

A middle-aged man said in a commanding tone.

The handsome man replied: "A group of uneducated boys, I just teach them for their parents, how to respect the elderly and respect the disadvantaged groups?"

Then the man flew up from the boat and stood still at a height of 100 meters.

The man said to the children: "Apologize to the living Buddha on the bridge, I will spare you, otherwise you will stay here."

"Let's apologize to the crazy monk, there's no way!"

Soon, the man waved his sleeves lightly, and the group of children began to spin continuously in the air.

After spinning for nearly a few minutes, the child finally stopped when he couldn't stand it.

Continuously, vomit poured down, and the crowds below hid and covered their mouths and noses.

However, this did not affect people's interest in watching the fun. At this time, more and more people on the bridge were pointing at the sky, but these people saw the man's supernatural powers and dared not really stand up for the child to completely break up with the man.

The noise of these people and the wonder of men flying to the sky to teach children did not seem to affect the monks on the bridge's interest in eating wine and eating meat. He hummed a small song and was content with leisure.

Seeing the scene in the sky, the thousands of girls in the boudoir were so scared that they quickly closed the window and patted their chests, all thanking that they did not provoke the handsome man.

"Uncle, uncle, let us down."

"What? Call me uncle, then come again."

"Brother, spare your life, let's apologize to the old monk."

"This is almost the same, so I will spare you for the time being. When I look back, I will contact your parents and let them discipline them."

Just as the man was about to put down the child in the air, the bridge collapsed instantly due to too many people.

A large number of people fell into the river, and some people did not recognize the nature of the water.

When Qianjun was on the same trip, the monk who had eaten wine and meat just now threw the fan into the air, and immediately turned into a huge fan of a hundred meters, holding everyone present to rescue.

It was this magical power that made the rescued people grateful. At this time, someone in the crowd had already reacted and shouted anxiously: "That person is the living Buddha Jigong, this group of children who don't know anything, ah..."

"What? He is Jigong?"

Everyone bowed one after another, their expressions filled with guilt.

At this time, the man also slowly fell from the air to the ground with those children, and parents had already come to pick up these children.

"This group of children dares to throw stones as big as fists at the living Buddha and insult my master. You children who are parents and don't know how to educate them."

Immediately afterwards, Jigong walked over with a swagger, shaking his palm-leaf fan, looking as if nothing had happened.

The children's parents apologized again.

At this moment, the man who used magical powers just now suddenly knelt down on the ground and said, "Disciple, Xu Xiaoxian, pay homage to Master!"

Everyone was shocked. Unexpectedly, the disciples of this Living Buddha were so powerful, and the magic power of the Living Buddha was even more profound.

"Oh, please get up quickly. How can I bear the gift of the Emperor of Heaven?"

"Master, do you know?"

"Well, come with me." Jigong said, shaking his tattered palm-leaf fan.

So, the two of them immediately disappeared into the crowd, and the people present looked straight, but they didn't expect that there were really gods in the world!
Chapter completed!
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