I Turned Out To Be a Peerless Expert

"Seeing the vacuum, doing so."

The old monk Kongming closed his eyes, and a strange wave surged across his eyebrows, as if all the people in Buyun Town were all close to his eyes.

This is the supernatural power of Buddhism's wise eyes, and it must be on top of the illusion of the sky, and it can even predict the good and bad future to a certain extent. It is not a prophet. This is also an important reason why he can play chess with Zhu Chou.

Under the magical power of the eyes, there is nowhere to hide.

"Zheng Chou couldn't find the dragon corpse, fortunately there is Master Kongming."

Yu Ding stroked Changbeard and complimented.

The supernatural powers in Buddhism are much more difficult than the exercises, each of which requires great opportunities, roots of wisdom, and long-term disasters and practice.

It is not the great virtue of seeing through the world of red dust and bitterness and understanding the nature of the heart, and it will definitely not succeed.

This old monk is a real master.

But Kongming's long beard suddenly trembled twice, his brows frowned slightly, and he said ashamed: "I'm sorry for the little friends, the old man is not good at learning, but he can't find the position of the dragon corpse."

Even if the dead dragon can hide in the world, it should have nowhere to hide under the clairvoyance, but he couldn't find any trace at all.

There are two possibilities. One is that the dragon clan chief is dead now, dissipating between the heavens and the earth, it is naturally not found.

Second, Ao Qing was in a mysterious and mysterious place, and his aura was covered.

What kind of mysterious realm can't be found in the small border area like Buyun Town?

"how can that be?"

Yang Qing was taken aback for a moment, a little unbelievable, and then nodded with an ugly face.

"Master Master!"

The immature voice of the little monk Mi Jin heard in his ears.

‘The disciple has the root of wisdom and is more sensitive to merits and karma. Could it give me a little surprise...’ The old monk Kongming turned his head in relief.

Then he followed Mijin's chubby little hand and looked towards the street.

There, a hawker selling candied haws was yelling loudly with a straw handle, and the candied haws glowed with a crystal and attractive luster in the sun.

Looking back again, the little monk Mijin looked at him eagerly, his little hand pulled the old monk's sleeves, and the saliva from the corners of his mouth almost came out.

"Ami Tofu, Master, I want to eat candied haws..."

"Hey, evildoer, after eating candied haws, we have to go for alms for dinner today."

The wrinkles on the old monk Kongming's face are all piled up.

I had to take out a few dirty copper coins from his arms and let the apprentice take them to buy them.

"Uncle Store, I want two."

The little monk Mi Jin hopped over and handed the coins.

"In which temple does the little master practice?"

The man who sells candied haws seems to respect Buddhism and waved his hand: "Forget about the copper coins. Let's get married with the Buddha. Let the little master eat it."

"No way, no way."

Mi Jin shook his head, and put his two small hands together and said, "Master said that we can't find alms to the poor. If the benefactor wants to transcend the sea of ​​suffering, he can be sincere, and there is no need to burn incense and worship Buddha."

"The little donor is really an eminent monk."

The middle-aged man gave a thumbs up and immediately exchanged candied haws for coins.

"Master, it's so sweet."

Mi Jin ran back on short legs and raised the candied haws in his hands.

"Master is old and can't eat this kind of sweet food. Alas, I said that we can't open the pot because of you."

Although Kongming complained, his eyes were soft when he looked at the disciple.

"At a young age, there is already a great virtue."

Yu Dingchen praised and said: "This disciple of the Kongming Holy Monk, there will be Buddha's appearance in the future."

"The donor is too acclaimed, Mi Jin is still a greedy kid."

Kongming was very humble, but the next moment, his brows were suddenly frowned, he looked into the distance as if he felt something in his heart, and said, "I feel the breath of karma."

"Sure enough, Senior Li's residence over there."

Yang Qing and Yu Ding looked at each other.

With a wave of Kongming's sleeves, everyone disappeared.

When he appeared again, he appeared in front of Li Xuan's small courtyard, and when he arrived here, he could intuitively feel the monstrous aura in it.

"I came from the country of Yan from thousands of miles away, do I have to fall close at hand!"

Ao Qing's roar came from inside.

Everyone looked in the direction of the inner hall at the same time.

I saw a heroic middle-aged man with dragon horns, his body turned black, and Xiangxiang and a graceful woman condensed by water were at a loss.

"It's also.... Mr. Li has a hundred secrets and no one knows. Since he is going to travel far, how can he not leave a prohibition at home."

Yang Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yan country? Didn't the husband go to Yan country? Could it be that the husband had already planned?"

Yu Ding touched his chin at this time, the more he thought about it, the more he realized it was possible.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone hesitated a little, and they didn't know what was going on with Ao Qing.

At this moment, sudden changes occurred in the inner hall.

Ao Qing showed a decisive look, and suddenly exploded the black energy from his body, as if he was ready to fight to the death.

At the same time, a domineering Buddha statue surrounded by golden dragons flew into the sky, suddenly becoming extremely tall, and the phantom was like pure gold casting.

"Zhang Liujin body!"

Kongming's wide-open eyes saw through the essence of this phantom.

The phantom is not an entity. What is truly miraculous is the dazzling golden statue in it. The horror of this statue is like a true Buddha descending to the world, making him a holy monk with an impulse to worship.

This is one of the three bodies that can only be cultivated by the Buddha who has become a Buddha. It can change infinitely, transform the appearance of all living beings, no big or no big, no understanding, no connection, and now I actually see it in a remote place on the earth.

The resolute Buddha has a magnificent figure, and his face seems to be shrouded in a cloud of mist. He is dazed by a handsome young man, and he looks like an old Buddha.

Everyone present here is also a superior person in the upper realm. In the human world, they are all capable of holding one side, but in front of this Buddha, it seems that they have lost the ability to think.

"Dawei Tianlong!"

"Dawei Tianlong!"

The mantra is magnificent, like the morning bell reverberating in the world, and everyone's ears are deafening.

"World Zun Jizo!"

"World Zun Jizo!"

The Buddha's fingers twisted the flowers, and the sound came out like a billow, and the endless vicious air disappeared like remnant snow in the sun.

A vivid golden dragon with endless majesty hovered out, and the divine light bloomed in the eyes, the dragon's might was like a abyss like a prison, and the evil spirits retreated, and suddenly swept all directions.

"Mahayana Heavenly Dragon Realm?"

Kongming was horrified and awe.

Precisely because he is a Buddhism, his cultivation vision is here, and he knows what this means.

The Mahayana Dragon is the highest realm pursued by every Buddhist monk, and it is the first power of Buddhism.

In the earth, it is almost unheard of.

Even his inheritance has long since disappeared, and he has not seen his real body for thousands of years. His search for the protector Tianlong is just a stubborn copy of the great power of Tianlong.

The golden dragon on this statue, I am afraid it has reached perfection.

At the last moment, Ao Qing, who was struggling, calmed down, because Bu Li had evaporated his evil thoughts, and that trace of true spirit had briefly taken control of the body.

Why is it short-lived, thinking that he is going to die soon?

Seeing the golden dragon coming straight, Ao Qing showed a sorrowful smile on her face.

It's over.

Although his body was out of control these days, he knew everything that happened.

He rushed for thousands of miles, and fell in front of the younger generation.

We can't blame Chi Yao for not believing in herself, because after the dragon clan is dead, he will indeed regard his clan as an enemy of life and death, which is engraved in the blood.

All this is probably fate.

Although he failed in the end and couldn't illuminate the way forward for future generations, he Ao Qing did his best for the sake of the dragon clan.

"Being decent in front of Chi Yao."

Ao Qing finally glanced at Ao Chiyao~www.wuxiaspot.com~, showing kindness on her face, and then barely propped up her body, and the oncoming golden dragon looked calm.

He belongs to the dragon clan, and died under the mighty heavenly dragon, which is considered to have died well.

Zulong's dragon ball was also delivered to Chi Yao, which was considered to have completed his final mission.

Regrettably, I couldn't say a few words to Chi Yao...

"grandfather!"

Ao Chiyao burst into tears, feeling as if a piece of her heart had been dug out, but she couldn't change anything.

The prison-like Longwei crushed and dissipated the familiar body, almost instantly turned into dust, and splashed to the ground with her tears.

A shining bead rolled under her feet.

"It turns out that Dragon Ball is with grandfather..."

Ao Chiyao knelt on the ground, picked up the dragon ball that was still warm, and filled her heart with endless regrets.

"Hey, it turns out that this dragon corpse was Ao Qing who died under Zhou Tianzi's sword."

Yang Qing sighed and sighed: "It turns out that he didn't want to travel thousands of miles, not for the sake of misfortune, but to leave a legacy for future generations.

Ao Qing is a character. "

Although the races are different, this does not prevent Yang Qing from admiring him.

"Amitabha....."

Kongming let out a light sigh, and sat down on the spot, preparing to recite the Mantra of Death.

The needle falling in the inner hall was audible, Ao Chiyao's weeping was so clear, and everyone was full of sorrow.

At this moment, the change took place again.

The Buddha with the golden dragon wrapped around his body has not disappeared, and the angry King Kong turned into a compassionate Pudu.

"Kang Long also has regrets. After his life and death, I hope you will have a great understanding."

With the sound of the Buddha's horn, the lotus seal that had been pinched long ago revolved out.

The lotus flower that represents endless hope blooms in a whirl.

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