Battling Records of the Chosen One

In the Tibetan and Tibetan worlds, one of the three giants of the darkness, the power of the mighty, can even lead to the fear of the stars.

The ancestor of such a terrorist force is actually a "nine-like" beast, which naturally seems incredible.

Gazing at the huge Buddha's voice, the forest was looking for this to move his eyes and look around.

The darkness is like a layer of gauze, shrouded in this temple, and there are many shadows on the vast and vast dojo.

No matter how high or low the masters are, they are all pious and sullen. In front of each person, a black lotus-shaped incense burner is placed, and a scent is ignited in the furnace.

The incense flickering, revealing a scent of fragrance, refreshing.

The atmosphere is very incomparable.

I noticed the misty incense, but it made Lin look for a hole.

Hey!

Quietly, sitting in the forest to find the sea god, the gods opened their pupils, hands in front of them condensed a complex enamel.

At the same time, there is a mysterious **** in the forest.

This is a secret method recorded in the Taoist Temple [Qimmen Baojian] taught by the Eight-Sisters of the Inch Mountain, and the name is called "Tianyantong".

Running this secret method, you can make a breakthrough in the machine of the week, and you can see through the truth of the world, the most wonderful thing.

The Bo operator is known as the richest **** of wealth in Fang Congshan. The possession of the treasure is a treasure that encompasses the four seas and encompasses the treasures of the heavens.

When he searched for treasures, it was the "Tianyantong" that played an important role!

With the opening of the "Eye of the Sky", the time seen in Lin Xun’s vision changed.

Seeing the ground of the huge dojo, it reflects the staggered pattern of the streak like a spider web, with strange fluctuations.

The incense burners in front of the strong people who fell to the ground were located right in the center of these road maps.

As the pattern of the road pattern moves, the scent that ignites in the incense burner releases a force that is undetected.

When these strong people worshipped in piety, they were not aware of it. A glimpse of the willingness from them was being extracted from the scented furnace in front of them!

When I saw this scene, Lin couldn’t help but be surprised.

This huge dojo is like a place of sacrifice. It is guided by a large array of underground lines, using the incense burner as a medium. Like countless tentacles, it treats those who are sincere worshippers as "sacrifices". It is the willingness to extract the road!

All sentient beings have the will of all beings, and every monk has made a sacred vision when he is sanctified, which can be regarded as the willingness of the road.

This is a boundless power.

Some saints can even use the avenue to seal the Zen as a "sage."

For example, in the "Fang Chan Terrace" of the Kunlun Market, Lin Xun relied on his own willingness to seal the Zen as a sage, and thus obtained the unsuccessful inheritance of the owner of Fang Congshan.

This kind of fascinating avenue is not seen at all during the practice, but the avenues that every monk seeks are almost affected by the willingness of the road.

For example, when Lin Xun was absolutely holy, the sacred wish that he had set up was:

When I am holy,

My heart, that is, Tianxin; my way, that is, the avenue!

When I got the certificate,

Take the eternal blasphemy and crown me first;

Dressed in immortality, my body;

Take the fortune as a boot, and take care of me!

After he was sanctified, the road to the search for the road was inextricably linked with the vision of the Holy Path.

Now, the forces of the Tibetan and Tibetan circles have used the topographic maps to extract and collect the willingness to belong to those who are strong. These acts are simply devils and chilling!

"Collect so many roads and willingness... What exactly does the Tibetans want to do?"

Lin Xun’s heart is also rolling.

In the thirty-three domains of the Dark World, nearly one-third of the domain boundaries are controlled by the Tibetan community.

In each domain, there are a lot of cities!

If there is a temple in each of the cities in these fields, it will take years to extract the willingness of those who are sincere worshippers...

How amazing is that amount?

"Sure enough, there is no such cheap thing in this world. Everyone who wants to seek shelter from the Tibetan community does not seem to pay any crystallization. It can be sent out, but it is its own willingness..."

Lin looked for emotion in his heart.

The truth that was unintentionally discovered today made him more and more irritated and rejected the Tibetan world. These vultures regard their opponents as heretics, but they may be the biggest heresy in Buddhism!

Ok?

Just as Lin Xun planned to leave, he suddenly noticed that on the other side of the vast and unpredictable dojo, there was a group of familiar figures.

He was the white-haired old man, Fei Lang, and Lan Ling.

Beside them, there are two black-clothed monks to accompany, a lean and dark middle-aged, and the emperor's three-fold cultivation.

One is the old man with wrinkles all over, like the old man with white hair, it is a rebuilding of the emperor.

They are talking with God and can't hear what is being discussed.

Lin sought to frown and froze in the crowd without a trace. He wanted to see what the white-haired old man came for.

Not long after, a scent of incense in every incense burner burned out, and a row of black robes went out of the crowd, and the censer was put away, and a new incense burner was placed on the dojo.

The strong men who stumbled in the tunnels got up and turned around and went to the huge Buddha.

Obviously, every seven days, they need time from devout worship and sacrifice a scent!

Lin Xun noticed that the incense burners that were taken away were collected and placed on a huge black lotus stand.

The black lotus lamp glowed, and the incense burners suddenly disappeared.

At this time, the old man who was talking with the white-haired old man and his party went forward and raised his hand. The black lotus platform turned into a fist and was held in his hand.

Then, the old man turned and walked back, laughing and handing the thing to the white-haired old man.

When Lin Xun plans to continue watching, the ear slams a voice of indifference:

"It’s time for you, remember, you need to be happy when you worship, be grateful, if you dare to have any disagreement, you will be left in the first place."

I saw a black man standing not far away, looking at the place where Lin was standing, and looked like Zhuang Su.

Suddenly, the same strong people who were waiting for the area in the same way as Lin Xun, came to the huge dojo, and they fell down in front of the incense burner with great enthusiasm.

Obviously, the sacrifices also need to be carried out in batches and batches.

Soon, the rest of the forest is looking for a person to stay there.

The black man screamed: "Why don't you go? Don't you know that you want to be blessed by my Tibetans, and when you uphold the heart of piety, worship here?"

"My generation practiced, I don't know what to do, I don't want to be afraid of the demon, I don't fear the devil, I don't fear the Buddha, my head is broken, nothing is dead, my knees are broken, I can't stand up in this life."

Lin searched for a sigh, and there was some emotion in his heart. Everything he saw today made him open his eyes, and his heart had a lingering disgust.

Said, he will turn and leave.

The black man’s face sank and said: “When you enter the Tibetan temple, you still want to leave like this. What do you do with my Tibetan world? Don’t squat, don’t blame me!”

The voice was cold and caused a lot of attention.

Many black people came from different places, all staring indifferently at Lin Xun, as if he dared to violate it, he would be treated as heresy.

"Hey, isn't that the guy who is in the eye?"

The movement here also caught the attention of the white-haired old man, and Fei Lang looked surprised. "How did he come?"

Next to the blue spirit reveals the color of the play, said: "This seems to be a good show."

"Do you recognize this person?" asked the old man of the emperor.

"I don't know, just more than ten days ago, there was a side." The white-haired old man looked indifferent.

The emperor’s old man snorted and smiled at the blue spirit: “Is it not easy for a girl to watch a good show?”

As he said, he waved his hand and ordered the black man in the distance: "Wooden crane, solve this problem quickly, and must not disturb the place."

The black man named Muhe was the one who threatened Lin Xun. He heard that his pheasant was flashing and ordered:

"This is a heresy. It is deliberately disturbing. It will be smashed down, its body will be destroyed, and its spirit will be rectified as a lamp oil, so that it can redeem its sins!"

"Yes!"

A group of black people came out to death.

The atmosphere is chilling at once.

Lin Xun was originally intended to leave. Even if his heart was quite disgusting, it was clear that the destruction of this temple was simply useless and could not have any impact on the Tibetan community.

But he did not expect it, only blink of an eye, he actually became a heresy!

And, listening to the other person's tone, clearly intends to kill himself, and then refine his own soul into a lamp oil...

Lin can't help but sigh: "You are looking for death, don't blame me for being too ruthless..."

"kill!"

A group of black people rushed, and each look was indifferent, as if there were no emotional fluctuations, and the dark Buddha light was scattered on the body.

boom!

But their attack has not yet rushed to Lin to find the body, they burst into disarray, turned into light rain, some treasures are fragmented on the spot, producing a harsh explosion.

Those in the black are all shrinking, but they are not afraid, but continue to rush.

This is the descendant of the Tibetans. There is no fear of life and death, no purpose, no oath. This is the most taboo for the heavenly monks.

Unfortunately, this time they met Lin Xun.

"If you like it so much, let's kneel down."

Lin searched for a light look, standing still in place.

But as his voice came out, it was as thrilling as the avenue, and in the darkness of the people, the mood of the people blew up, producing horrible power.

In an instant, as if they were struck by lightning, they twitched and groaned, and they all slammed into the ground. They all fell on the ground, and they sighed.

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