"Green Lotus Lantern, if I expected good, this light lamp that originally had a small origin, it should not be a Zen gate inheritance. []"
The fate of the eyes flashed with the bright light, and the oil lamps that were broken from the appearance and covered with dirt were scanned. There were only less than one -third of the blue light oil.
It is such a blue lamp with almost waste, but it has received unprecedented attention from the destination. Burn the piano to put away the lighting heart, and also began to carefully look at the blue light of the good hand.
Ming Shan smiled slightly, and his smile was proud. This green lotus ancient Buddha lamp is his biggest opportunity in his life. Even if he is exchanged with all the wealth of Zen Gate, he will not be willing to cut love.
It is appalling. It is said that the most mysterious emperor Buddha in the history of the Buddha and Taoism. The Amitabha Buddhist enlightenment reads the objects used before the way. How many times the lamp oil is full and exhausted.
, Amitabha until the Buddhist world, becoming the supreme Buddha of the Buddha world, and still unable to give up this most important object. He wanted to bring it to the Buddha world, but in the end, he was left in the world because he wanted to break a period of cause and effect.
Several disciples.
The last lamp oil of the green lotus ancient Buddha lantern was made up of Amitabha with the merit of the first life. With this supreme relic, the sects under the inheritance of Amitabha have a heyday, but after all, there are no enemies for over the years.
After washing, after several major disasters, Zongmen was overwhelmed by the ruthless flame, and the disciples were residual. It was unable to urge the green lotus ancient Buddha lamps to make the holy tools tossing several times, and was finally buried in the endless dark tomb.
When Ming Shan was young, he accidentally fell into an ancient and mysterious tomb, and all kinds of horror of the tomb. Now he is still vivid. After the life of the nine deaths, he explored the green lotus ancient Buddha lanterns next to a bunch of fluorescent jade bones.
Originally, he could not take this bright lamp at all with his broken body at that time, but he was so -called so -called no coincidence. He couldn't stand the internal organs and pain.
Ming Shan, suddenly a faint flames flashed from the light core, and then he fainted completely. When he woke up, people not only left the terrible tomb, but the severe injuries did not heal. Later, he worshiped worship
After entering the Zen Gate and practicing the soul to know the sea, I found that the ancient Buddha lantern of Qinglian was built in it, but the power he summoned was not enough. If it wasn't for the demon robbery, it would be difficult for him to use this to surpass the average fairyware.
Grade Buddha treasure.
"Fate destroying brothers, good eyesight, but compared to all the Taoism of the ancient super -martial arts, how can the green lotus ancient Buddha lamps enter your eyes."
"Zen Master is too self -confident. This Buddhist lantern is an immortal legend. The Zen master can get its favor.
There is no exaggeration to destroy any exaggeration. The Lord of Amitabha and Daozong is almost difficult to divide.
That key key, strong and weak is the unknown number.
Hearing the praise of fate, Ming and Shan are very useful, but the face of burning the piano is very difficult. He is a generation of magic. He is a noble ancestor blood vein flowing in his body.
However, he has a deep sense of frustration. The talent of brightness and fate destroying the two people, origin, opportunity, luck, all made him jealous, but he did not change the power.
The eyes are getting gloomy, and a vicious black cloud is gradually brewing in my heart.
Fate felt a bit wrong, but the smile raised by the corner of his mouth made him don't know how to speak. He didn't want to balance the balance and was broken by his suspicion.
"Zen master, with this light in hand, the chance of victory will increase by 10 %. Next year, today will be the day of everyone from Wangchen Zong. They are destined not to be rising tomorrow."
"As soon as it was raised, and the early teething industry reported, I would like to surpass the soul that they were defiled by the dirt and liberated them out of this endless bitter sea.
"The guy who looks like a look." Burning the piano whispered with a very low voice. Since ancient times, it has become a king and defeated. The life of the loser is like a mustard. After today, I am afraid that Yin Hong's blood will stain the red mountains.
Will put a creepy silver in Shifeng.
Ming Shan Li ignored the piano, sat in the void, holding the green lotus ancient Buddha lanterns, and silently chanting the obscure scriptures. A round of Ming enlightenment Buddha light shrouded his back of his head.
In the light silver color, his body gradually became transparent, as if he could directly reach the crystal bones, the vast organs, the meridians of the trap, the blood mixed with golden light, the spine is like a dragon who wants to take off, and the spine.
At this moment, Ming Shan entered the state of empty Ming. The faintness of the skin of the fetus revealed the glory of the Buddha, as if he would rise in the next second, get rid of the bondage of the three disasters of the mortal, and cast the magic gold.
Body, enter the Buddhist world that never falls.
"Amitabha, merit, merit, your devout believers, pray for you to give me endless mana, suppress the demon crooked, sweep the turbidity of the world, and also live a long way."
The degree of burning piano to Ming Shan's thick skin is sweet and down, so it is so reversed that it is not black and white.
However, no matter how littering the piano and how to cursing Mingshan in the bottom of the heart, he cannot deny the upcoming reality. A invisible flames have emerged with his eyebrows.
The aroma of the grease of truffles was accompanied by the aroma of truffle. This aroma was smelting a bite, and it was also refreshing.
The countless merits, long -lasting, never declined.
The lit green lights hovering on the top of Ming Shan's head, the light of the brightness falling down, cut off the connection between Ming Shan and Avenue, and unbuttoned the suppression and sealed seals he set.
The shelter of the ancient Buddha lamp, he has no monitoring of the calamity at all.
"Who dares to offend me for forgetting the majesty and retreat quickly, otherwise the consequences will be at your own risk."
The shocking power released by Ming Shan, stirring the wind and the color, the sun and the moon are not dull, the master of the arch of the arch of the arch is not a blind man, the deaf, you can see the ghost if you can't detect it, but can this threat of threatening be retreated by the three people of Ming Shan.
The answer is naturally 100 % denial.
"Forgotten Chen Zong's great style, I and the destruction of the Gu Gu came, and the water without marks did not come out to meet each other."
Ming Shan didn't intend to hide your identity at all. Today's thing is not that you die or I die, not to mention that with the magic weapon of their proficient Taoism and control, how can you find a similar second person within the world, unless Luofeng Yu and the water are none of the water.
The marks are dementia, otherwise if they fail, even if they escape, they may be an endless escape life in the future.
Ming Shan's voice is like Huang Zhong Dalu, spreading all over the Mountains, forgetting to worry about the temple, and the somber complexion of the water and others.
Now that the disaster is coming, Feng Yu is unpredictable. Everyone's heart is heavy and abnormal.
"If the good is not coming, the coming person is not good. They do not hesitate to tear their skin. They have a lot of dependence, but I forgot that the Chen Zong is not a good soft persimmon.
Within one day, they captured the Temple of forgetfulness. Now they are a few people, and they actually try to wash my blood. I dream of the day.
Bai Lao, I am afraid to worry about you, go to the endless temple to ask Tu Yun for help. "
At present, there is no big loopholes in the arrangement of water without trace, but the water without trace has no bottom. His words are just inspiring morale.
Ten years ago, it was much dangerous. At that time, the two fairy and Buddha did not have no power to break through the temple of forgetfulness, but to fear Feng Yu. They were worried that Feng Yu had escaped by chance. In the future, they would face a shadow butcher.
Dare to provoke a super strong who sent a crazy, unless they are willing to abandon all low -level disciples and will always shrink in the mountain gate, but today the situation is completely the opposite.
The enemy will naturally not be afraid of the end.
Regarding the help of the immortal temple, the water does not have hope at all, but Tu Yun and Wang Chen have made good friends, but as the master of the immortal hall, he has to consider too much, even if he takes 10,000 steps to say
Is Tu Yun willing to take the risk of this day, will the senior executives of the immortal palace allow him to bet on the fate of the immortal hall?
"Sect, don't give up, I have a premonition, and Luo Fengyu will soon take off the cocoon to turn the butterfly. As long as we can support that moment, the balance of the victory will be completely reversed.
This robbery will definitely usher in the prosperity of the great prosperity of thousands of years. "
In the past, the spirit of water is a little bit more spiritual. Now he is only in a hurry to take care of the medical treatment.
There is no complaint.
"It's been a long time since I didn't feel bloody. Today I will move my bones and bones, and teach this group of stinky boys who don't know the thickness of the sky."
The decadence on the face of water has dissipated a lot, and everyone relieved a little. If the water has no trace, it will be given up, and the forgetfulness and Feng Yu will really end.