0748 This face is comparable to the boundary between the Heaven and the Three Realms
Woo woo woo…
All the 200,000 people present bowed their heads and shed tears.
Shame, how can you still have the face to show up in the Three Realms in the future?
How can you still have the nerve to sing such passionate songs?
Bai Long's song "Sailor" is indeed inspiring, but it is not sung to Xitian.
Zhunti only talks tough, but in actual actions, he is as stupid as a pig!
Although they were all bystanders of what happened today, as people from the West, they could never erase the shame from their hearts, which might be a lifelong psychological shadow.
A large group was defeated by a group of skirmishers, and the unit headquarters was destroyed!
Woohoo!
No face, really no face!
If it spreads to the mortal world, it is very likely that temples in the four continents will turn into Taoist temples overnight!
This forced unit won't let them leave, and binds them with a contract of heaven.
In fact, if they were forced to leave and go to Heaven to find Sanqing, they could also forcibly break the contract with Heaven on them.
But they understand Zhunti's character. They are not as strong as Bailong, and their survivability is not as high as Bailong. Those who rebel will not end well.
The monks did not dare to express their grievances and sang in despair.
"He said that in the wind and rain, what does this pain mean?"
"Wipe away your tears and don't ask why!"
…
A song, sung sparsely.
Patriarch Bodhi looked at the 200,000 people who were listless and wanted to scold them, but he didn't dare to scold them at this time.
I remember that a year ago, he was inexplicably kicked into the crowd of monks, and tens of thousands of monks attacked at the same time, shattering his golden body.
If Tathagata hadn't saved him, his spirit might have been shattered by these tens of thousands of wolf cubs.
At this tense moment, it is better not to seek death.
Patriarch Bodhi smiled slightly and said: "Today's singing was good, loud and powerful, and fully reflected my Xitian spirit of neither being humble nor arrogant! Everyone must believe that there will be glory after Xitian! Everyone must be like the song and cannot be hit by setbacks.
However, in the face of adversity, we must keep our head high and work unremittingly for the great rejuvenation of Western Heaven!"
Woohoo!
The 200,000 monks and Buddhist soldiers in the Western Heaven didn't want to hear a word anymore.
Patriarch Bodhi's face is comparable to the barrier between the outer world and the three realms. He is so thick that no one can push him away!
Patriarch Bodhi's old face was also flushed with embarrassment.
Now that you have lost your face, you no longer have any shame. How much is face worth?
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A saint can create heaven and earth with a wave of his hand, and destroy heaven and earth with a wave of his hand.
Patriarch Bodhi raised his hands, made a magic spell on his chest, released the art of mediating creation, and formed a huge cloud above the Lingshan ruins.
Then, Patriarch Bodhi extracted the spiritual power from this place and injected it into the cloud.
In an instant, the boundless colorful clouds were wrapped by a circular barrier.
Hundreds of thousands of people looked up and saw glittering gold in the sky.
Patriarch Bodhi pointed upward and said loudly: "There are hundreds of thousands of Buddhist disciples in Lingshan. From now on, we will be like the heaven, and we will not need a unit headquarters on the ground. We will also land on the top of the clouds, and we will not be afraid of anyone coming to smash the western sky again!"
Woohoo!
The tens of thousands of monks and hundreds of thousands of Buddhist soldiers in Lingshan are so sad!
Is this really a way to sleep in the open air, sleep under the moon and in the frost, and feel at home everywhere?
When you land on the clouds, you don’t even need to build a house anymore, and you become a completely poor monk...
A moment later, two hundred thousand people came to the auspicious clouds at the same time.
Patriarch Bodhi sits in the center, pointing toward the clouds.
"Everyone in the West, our Lingyun Crossing is still there, which proves that we have not been defeated! Logically speaking, whether there is a spiritual mountain or not does not have much impact on a unit that is focused on one place and exerts its energy in one place. Yes.
Even mortals cannot see the Lingshan Mountain. A monk who has passed through Ling Yundu will also take off his physical body, see Brahma, and ascend to bliss."
Oh my god!
The tens of thousands of monks in Lingshan all closed their eyes helplessly.
The face of a saint is indeed something that ordinary people cannot cultivate.
This is too thick!
With the situation in Xitian like this, who would risk their lives to cross the more than ten kilometers of single-plank bridge across Lingyun Crossing?
Are you thinking too much?
Patriarch Bodhi took a deep breath and laughed loudly: "I would like to ask you, do you have the confidence to create greater glory again?"
"..."
There was silence.
Patriarch Bodhi and Tathagata looked at each other.
The heart is scattered. Lingshan's heart is really scattered. It may be more difficult to gather it together than for a mortal to reach heaven.
But Patriarch Bodhi didn’t want to give up the unit he had created, and he didn’t want Xitian to go bankrupt.
Patriarch Bodhi took a deep breath, raised his fist high, and shouted loudly: "You haven't eaten yet? If you shout again, do you have the confidence to create greater glory?"
"..."
There was silence again.
Dead silence!
The atmosphere was so quiet at this time that even the breeze in the sky could be heard.
There was silence among the two hundred thousand people,
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Many people hold back their farts, as if making any sound will attract everyone's attention.
Embarrassing, really don't be too embarrassed.
Hahaha, ahhahahaha!
Patriarch Bodhi, as the leader of one party, also knows that water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it.
If a person has a grudge, kill him as a warning to others.
If a group of people have grievances, they can only coax them.
This is a truth that leaders all over the world know!
At this time, 200,000 people were filled with resentment. He could not be angry or offend these monks anymore.
Patriarch Bodhi stroked his beard and said with a smile: "It's not bad. Everyone's shouting was very loud! Keep up the good work!"
snort!
Two hundred thousand monks and Buddhist soldiers all looked at Patriarch Bodhi with disdain.
What about talking and farting?
Who is shouting?
And shouting in a very loud voice?
What's so special about this is that I haven't woken up from a dream, and I can't tell the difference between dreams and reality. I'm going against the wind and letting myself search for every feeling?
Patriarch Bodhi turned his head and warned: "Duobao, let's build Xinling Mountain on this cloud head. You don't need to assassinate the white dragon this time. Uncle Master will do it himself! Uncle Master and that evil dragon will not stop until they die!"
Um?
As Tathagata listened, his whole body trembled involuntarily.
Patriarch Bodhi has been farting for many years.
Every time he gets into trouble, every time he sends people to flirt with him, he always comes back and runs to the West, and the brothers in the West take the blame.
This time is no exception. King Fudo and the three thousand great Buddhas and Bodhisattvas will offer sacrifices to heaven for the second boss who grew up eating shit!
What else do you want to do?
The breeze passed by, and Patriarch Bodhi turned into rainbow light and disappeared into the sky.
well…
Tathagata sighed and looked at the two hundred thousand monks and Buddhist soldiers.
"Everyone, there is nothing we can do, and we can't change anything, so let's settle on the base of Xitian on top of this colorful cloud!"
Woohoo!
There are 200,000 people in the Western Heaven, and the remaining 200,000 people are just now seeing it clearly.
The big boss is a fanatic, the second boss is a fool, and only their boss, Tathagata, is a good leader who treats them wholeheartedly!
From the beginning, we should have worked together to kill Jie Yin Zhunti, and we should have returned to the Jade Emperor's leadership and practiced well.
Look at what happened today, there's not even a place to sleep...
More than 200,000 monks and Buddhist soldiers in Lingshan stood with their hands on their chests and shouted loudly.
"Grandma Amita's Buddha, my Buddha is compassionate!"