The mountain monk didn't understand how to solve the problem, and a leaf fell to the world to see autumn.
Li Taiping, who was practicing hard, suddenly the sound of Buddha gradually faded in his ears, and the streams in the mountains gathered into a river, falling down the mountain rocks, forming a thousand-foot waterfall.
The rumbling sound of water awakened Li Taiping...
The last ray of light of the Buddha bone relics on the chest of the Thousand-Faced Demon King also disappeared.
The ninth lifetime of practice was destroyed by Li Taiping, and the Buddha nature in the Buddha's bone relics was also half divided by the two.
The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord's Heart Cultivation Practice was cut off twice. I am afraid that the Buddha's Lord will come in person and the immortal will give me some advice, but I will not have the chance to become a saint.
After Qingming Festival, there was a huge anger. At this time, the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord didn't want to kill Li Taiping, so he changed his mind. He wanted to catch the two of them and torture them until the day he died, otherwise he would not be able to swallow this breath.
The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord opened his eyes, his anger was extinguished in an instant, and the light in his eyes became darker. Because he saw Baiyi, bald, and the person he didn't want to see the least.
He knew who the young monk in front of him was, although he had never seen it before. Because just one glance, he saw the Buddha Lord Shakyamuni sitting cross-legged behind the young monk.
The Buddha's son said the Buddha's name and smiled and said, "Follow me."
The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord lowered his head, neither refusing nor accepting.
It was only then that Li Taiping and Mu Pinshan woke up slowly.
Li Taiping turned his head and looked at the monk in white because he heard the words just now. He knew that the words were not said to him, but that words were related to him.
"Follow you? I'm sorry, this person has to follow me."
The Buddha turned his head and looked at Li Taiping with a smile and said, "Follow me, but I'll pay homage to the Buddha. I'll go with the little donor, but what about that."
Li Taiping glanced at the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord who bowed his head and said, "I owe money to pay back my life, I owe my life to pay my life."
The Buddha smiled and said, "Little donor, what he owes me, it's good for me to come."
Li Taiping turned his head and said, "You pay it back? Why are you paying it back? He owes me alone, a life is not enough to pay it back."
Anju Farohan smiled and said, "Who is the little donor? How could he have such a deep grudge with this devil?"
Li Taiping sneered, "Don't mess with me. Also, there is no need for Buddhism to interfere with the grudge between me and the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord. If you Buddhists want to stab him, I can share your thighs.
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You are not polite, just one sentence to point out your grudges, love and hatred. If Buddhism still wants to intervene, it will not be morally tenable.
The Buddhist son has been on the mountain of Dongting Lake in his entire life and has never set foot in the world. It is the first time I heard people say this.
In fact, with the cultivation of Buddhist children, there are probably not many people in the world who don’t listen. After all, it is not something that ordinary people can compete with above masters.
Kandafaro took the tin staff and said expressionlessly: "This person hurt my junior brother first, so I must take him away. If the little donor refuses, then draw the trail. The Buddhist sect takes it."
Li Taiping turned his head and looked at the thin bamboo pole and said coldly: "I have heard of queuing up for buying things, but I have never heard of it. You must pay attention to the first and then the next time you get revenge. The great monk is not reasonable."
Anju Farohan suddenly laughed and stepped forward, blocking his senior brother and Li Taiping.
"Little donor, it is better to resolve enemies than to make a fortune, so why bother to commit more murder? It is better to hand over this person to the Buddhist sect and allow him to repent for nine lifetimes..."
Li Taiping waved his hand to interrupt the fat monk and shook his head and said, "Da Qian has laws, and there are rules in the world. A repentance before the Buddha can't be fooled."
The Buddha's son chanted the Buddha's name: "The donor was blinded by hatred and fell into the sea of suffering without knowing it. I wish to raft over to the donor from the sea of suffering..."
"If you say the sea of suffering, you will be suffering; if you say you are free, you will be free. The words are all said by your Buddha's son, but what about the Buddha's son?"
With a cold snorkeling, a figure suddenly broke through the clouds and fell into the field.
She was wearing a blue shirt, her sleeves were muddy, and there was a sorrow between her eyebrows that could not be dissolved.
Li Taiping and Mu Pinshan saw the person clearly, and their faces changed and took a step back.
But the scholar with a blue shirt and sword on his back frowned and said, "Junior brother, brother and sister, don't be afraid. With a senior brother here, the truth can be explained. Even if you compare with fists, the senior brother may not be afraid of the Buddhist son."
Li Taiping was not afraid of Buddhist children. After all, there were many rules and regulations on practicing Buddhism, and he would not turn against him if he said he would turn against him. He was afraid that this ex-sen brother would capture him and his ninth sister again and cheat him everywhere.
The Kandafaro frowned and held the tin staff tightly in front of the Buddha's son. Although the Faroros next to him was laughing, the smile seemed a little unnatural now.
But the Buddhist son smiled indifferently and clasped his hands together and said, "I have met Senior Brother Nie. My family master often says that the only senior brother is the most free and easy."
Nie Sanli turned around, frowned and looked at the white-clothed Buddhist son and said, "I'm afraid the Buddha was out of sight. Locusts passed through the border, and the people of the three counties were displaced for thousands of miles. I, Nie Sanli, cannot compare with monks and cannot be free and easy."
The Buddhist son didn't care about Nie Sanli's sarcasm and smiled and said, "Senior brother is chivalrous and righteous. The little monk is ashamed of himself, so he has to learn from his senior brother. But today's matter, that evil man and my Buddhist sect..."
Nie Sanli said with a cold face: "Stop talking about the old grievances and grievances of Buddhism for now. My junior brother and sister-in-law fight with this bald donkey for two days and nights, and it is about to win. Now that Buddhism comes to pick up ready-made ones, it's probably unreasonable."
Nie Sanli said something, frowned and silently, but he stunned Lu Yiping beside him.
The Buddhist son is a legendary figure. Lu Yiping didn't expect that not only did he see people alive today, but he also challenged others.
And this man in blue shirt who can defeat the Buddha's son, his identity is probably scared to death.
Lu Yiping knew that the gods and evil spirits were suffering from fighting, so they should stay away now and not harm the fish in the pond.
Lu Yiping was so angry that he didn't dare to breathe. He tiptoed behind Li Taiping and whispered softly: "Brother Li, the soldiers in the palace are a little tired. I'll take them back to the town to rest."
Li Taiping knew that Lu Yiping could not participate in the next thing, so he nodded and said, "It's time for this, we should go and find the young master."
The soldiers retreated and brought those who watched the fun into the town. At the same time, Lu Yiping ordered people to guard both sides of the official road and guide pedestrians to take a detour...
The official road has been cleared. In Li Taiping's opinion, he can do it, but it was not him who did it, it should be Nie Sanli.
Nie Sanli faces a Buddhist monk, which is a great thing. If a human brain strikes a dog's brain, it is the best.
Li Taiping gently pulled Mu Pinshan's sleeve. The two looked at each other and became wooden men with understanding.
The Buddha smiled and said, "Senior brother thinks it's not good, so what should I think it's good?"
Nie Sanli smiled and said, "The Thousand-faced Demon Lord takes his life and replaces it. He sits down countless evil things. If he escapes into Buddhism, he can repay his debts. Where is the axiom of this world?"
"Today, my junior brother wants to pay his blood debts with his capital and profits. The white knife goes into the red knife, which is the best."
The eggplant made by Thousand-Faced Demon Lord Frost wilt because he had no chance in front of the Buddha, and even if he was given a chance, he would not dare to take action.
But now he has to fight. If he doesn't fight, he will have to go out with a white knife. He saw that his face was heavy and he chanted the Buddha's name.
"I am full of evil, and it is the eighteen levels of hell at present. All causes and effects are caused by one's own fault. If my death can calm down the anger of Mr. Li, it will be considered a sin. Please take the initiative."
The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord's words to retreat as he advances successfully made the three monks fall into deep thought.
Li Taiping originally planned to take a step back and let Nie Sanli take it up, but after hearing what the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord said, he couldn't help it.
I saw him step forward and laughed and said, "Cause and effect cycle, retribution is unhappy. Old devil, since I want to atone for my sins, I will fulfill your wishes."
As he said that, the Sanchai Sword flew out of the sword box and headed straight for the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord's throat...
The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord was also cruel enough. He closed his hands in front of his chest, lowered his head and closed his eyes, and said, "Amitabha!".
When Li Taiping saw the old devil close his eyes and wait for death, he knew that he was going to suffer. As expected, the fat monk with big ears blocked the Sanchai Sword.
"Amitabha, good, good. The little donor, God has the virtue of being a good person, so please show mercy."
But I saw the Thousand-faced Demon Lord behind the great monk chanting the Buddha's name: "I have been wasting the next hundred years, and today I have been enlightened by the Buddha's bone relics. I would like to ask my senior brother to fulfill it. Don't stop Mr. Li."
Seeing this, the Buddha clasped his hands together and said, "The sea of suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore."
Nie Sanli did not go to see the Buddha's son, but turned to look at Li Taiping, and then took off the sword box.
"There are Buddhist principles, and the rules of the martial arts world. Please remember that if you say a thousand words, you still have to look at who has a thick arm, and who can make the rules."
As he said that, he turned to look at the Buddha and said, "You can take the three swords in the box, and I, Nie Sanli, turned my head and left without saying a word. If you can't take it, don't talk to me like this, Nie Sanli, don't believe in Buddhism."
Li Taiping remembered that when he was in Luliu Village, Nie Sanli was a scholar, and he did not fight with the great scholar of Dan Tai until he failed to persuade him. Today, how can he tell the sword?
Just as the fight was about to begin, Anju Fa Luohan chanted the Buddha's name: "Hello Nie, please do it slowly. For today's affairs, my senior brother and I want to save the Thousand-faced Demon Lord. The two Xiaoshis are mainly revenge, and the root cause is
The four of us. Where does things start and where should we finish."
Li Taiping took away the Sanchai Sword and waited to cheer for help, but the round-faced monk pulled him back again.
Now, Nie Sanli looked at him, so he couldn't lick his face and let the traitor help. If he really spoke, the old Taoist priest wouldn't have thunder struck him to death.
Li Taiping looked back at Mu Pinshan, and when he saw the other party nodding, he looked at the monk and said.
"The great monk, he said it very nicely. He also saved me. I think the two of you want to bring back the Thousand-faced Demon Lord who absorbed Buddha's bone relics to become a thug."
Anju Farohan smiled and said, "The little donor has thought too much."
Li Taiping sneered: "It doesn't matter whether you admit it or not. Anyway, I will send the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord to the road. But before taking action, should you seal the Ren and Du meridians of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord first...