Hong Huang: The ancestral witches are sanctified before the sermon is finished

In other words, if Hongjun agrees, he is the Emperor of Heaven. If he disagrees, Haotian is not even a fart.

Haotian was very embarrassed, he also wanted to show his temper once, so that at least he could show that he was a reliable person.

But the problem is that he can't, the Emperor of Heaven can do many things. He was willing to become Emperor of Heaven not only for power, but also for the convenience of finding Cuihua.

Of course, it was true that he fell in the end, and the reason for his fall was because he couldn't find Cuihua anywhere.

When in pain, you can only use wine to drown your sorrows, and when you are more sorrowful, you will sink.

This is not to find reasons to shirk responsibility, but to objectively describe the facts.

Only he himself understands Haotian's embarrassment. Now he can be regarded as in a state of making every day unresponsive, and the earth is not working well.

If you want to take revenge but have no way to get revenge, you can't find your enemy, or maybe your enemy has died long ago.

Therefore, Haotian is a little emo.

He looked at the people playing music and dancing, and the more he watched, the more unhappy he became, and he slammed the table.

"Get out! Get out of here!"

This roar made everyone tremble in fright, and they all knelt down and begged for mercy.

It's no wonder they behaved like this, Tianting knows that Haotian is a tyrant, if he understands it or not, he will set off as a god, how can they not be afraid?

Seeing this, Haotian didn't express too much. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

"Go down, all of you, go down quickly!"

When the kneeling people heard this, they breathed a sigh of relief, and they couldn't care less about the demeanor of the gods, and ran out like shit.

Seeing that everyone had left, Haotian sat down covering his face. It could be seen from his twitching shoulders that he was crying silently now.

the other side.

Sanqing who had already left, or Hei Kui didn't know Haotian's pain.

He didn't even think about it at all, the moment he walked out of Nantian Gate, he no longer had any illusions about Haotian.

In his opinion, if he wanted to, he could stop himself and explain to himself.

In that case, I am still willing to give him a chance and believe in him.

However, he didn't do that. Hei Kui understood that he should cherish his feathers and be concerned about his identity.

The majestic emperor of heaven, the boy under Hongjun's seat, how could it be possible to know a humble creature reduced to a mount?

It's even more impossible to call this creature brothers and sisters, how embarrassing it is to spread the word?

Moreover, it's fine if it's just embarrassing, if it affects your future again, it will be too much to lose.

I have to say that Hei Kui is really not stupid, maybe it should be said that he is quite smart.

He guessed Haotian's thoughts more than half right, but he didn't know the deeper thoughts of the other party.

But at the end of the day, he is still maliciously guessing Haotian's heart, he doesn't think Haotian is really sad, he just thinks that the other party is all pretending.

I don't know that Haotian is already emo, and I don't know how sad Haotian is at this time.

Chapter 468

Don't talk about Sanqing and Tianting, just talk about Western Buddhism.

After Zhunti ordered the calamity to be measured, the meeting on Lingshan was held.

Tathagata topped the list with his iconic full head hairstyle.

He looked down at the two groups of people with distinctive signs, Bodhisattva and Arhat.

Well, yes, all Bodhisattvas have hair, and Arhats are bald.

At this moment, the two groups of people were at war with each other, and the atmosphere was very tense.

Tathagata sighed and spoke.

"Everyone, calm down, okay? We are going to arrange a calamity, and the teachers are still waiting for a reply. If there is any grudge, let's put it down for now, okay?"

As soon as these words came out, Bodhisattvas and Arhats looked over one after another and shouted in unison.

"Shut up! What's the matter with you?"

Tathagata was so shocked by these words that he almost fell off the lotus platform.

Good guy, let him gasp for breath.

At this time, a small hand was placed on his chest to hold his breath, and at the same time a voice sounded beside his ears, "Come on! Don't be angry, don't be angry, anger will hurt your body."

Tathagata knows who this person is without looking back, this iconic little fat hand, and there is no one else who will use this name for himself except Maitreya.

When he looked back, he was indeed a fat, bald man with a big round belly and grinning mouth.

I have to say that it is true that Maitreya is a fat man, but he is different from ordinary fat men, without the greasy feeling, but with a kind face. To be honest, he can be regarded as a kind-faced fat man.

Tathagata rolled his eyes and replied unhappily, "You said it easy, didn't you see their attitude? Isn't it just a trivial matter? As for the constant quarrel?"

Mitreya smiled and nodded, "It's just such a thing, I don't know why they insist on it."

As soon as these words came out, the noise stopped immediately, and everyone looked at Maitreya.

The Bodhisattva began to shout at the top of his voice: "How dare a little bald donkey shout? You don't know what's going on, do you?"

"Oh, what's the use of telling him this? How could he, a crow who fell into the phoenix flock, understand this?"

"That is, he was able to enter our circle because he was blessed in several lifetimes. What's the point of arguing with him?"

The words of the Bodhisattva were quite murderous. Maitreya was bald, but he belonged to the school of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas. As a result, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas all had hair, so Maitreya was naturally the one who was excluded.

But do you think it's over?Obviously impossible.

After the Bodhisattva finished speaking, the arhats also spoke.

"What's wrong with the bald head? Having a bald head means that we are the patriarchs of Buddhism. We are proud. What do you have? Besides a little bit of Buddha's light, what else is special?"

"That is to say, the later one wants to ride on the neck of the first one to shit. This is unheard of and unseen. What is this equivalent to? This is equivalent to a son beating an old man!"

"There is nothing wrong with that, but Maitreya is not one of us. This bee is a traitor. He is obviously a member of the Baldhead Gang, but he went to lick the Long Hair Gang. We can't talk to him."

In this way, Maitreya is a bald head, but he is not tolerated by the bald head gang. As a Buddha and Bodhisattva, he is also opposed by the Buddha and Bodhisattva.

There are different opinions and bustling below, but Maitreya is not angry at all, with a big belly and a big grin, giggling.

Tathagata understands that the followers of Maitreya are big-bellied and tolerant of things that are difficult to tolerate in the world, and they often laugh at the ridiculous people in the world. How did this comment come about.

Good guy, this guy is being personally attacked every day, if he can't tolerate it anymore, and doesn't smile more, he will definitely be depressed.

I'm not kidding at all, if you change someone else, maybe you won't be able to last a day, and you will have to kill yourself and rebuild.

Tathagata took a deep look at Maitreya, and Maitreya felt it, and also looked at Tathagata, asking doubtfully.

"Come on, what's the matter? What are you doing looking at me like this?"

Tathagata sighed, patted the other person on the shoulder, and replied earnestly, "Come on! I believe you can do it."

This made Maitreya confused, not understanding what it meant.

And the Tathagata didn't explain, just watched the people below quarreling, didn't stop him, and waited quietly, he knew that this group of people couldn't stop if they didn't quarrel enough.

In fact, the issue of quarreling is really a trivial matter, and the central idea is one thing, and that is hair.

You must know that the first people who joined Buddhism were all bald, such as Kasyapa, Medicine Master and others.

Of course, there are also those who canceled the mana cover and grew back later.

At first, it was to establish the personality of the sect, the bald gang.

Later, it was to distinguish classes. There were too many people, and everyone was bald, so it was difficult to distinguish them standing together.

So the high-level people started to have hair, and eventually it developed that as long as the status is higher, they have hair.

Of course, this does not mean that bald heads are of low status. Maitreya is not only a Buddha and Bodhisattva, but also a person whose status is second only to Tathagata, and he is also bald.

Even the two Buddha Lords, Jieyin and Zhunti, are both bald. Therefore, it cannot be said that those with hair are high-level, and baldhead status is not acceptable.

Everything was fine at first, but after a long time, the two groups of people with different images naturally became two factions.

This can be regarded as the actual performance of dividing people into groups and like flocking together.

With two factions, there will naturally be disputes, because the other party is different from oneself, so even if the other party is not a heretic, it can be regarded as a heterogeneous.

In this way, the strife began.

Tathagata rested his chin in one hand, quietly watching the quarrel below, which lasted for more than ten years.

And it didn't seem like it was going to end yet, he sighed, thinking about the arrangement of the calamity in his heart.

At this time, a Buddha's light emerged, and Zhunti came again.

Originally, he left after explaining the matter, waiting for Tathagata to give a reply.

But wait and wait, more than ten years have passed, and there is no reason for it until now.

Zhunti suddenly became unhappy, thinking that you are a little bit drifting like Tathagata?Let me take the initiative to find you, right?I will clean up and clean you up and down later.

So he used his mana to go to Lingshan.

This is the place, boy!He called it a good guy.

That is to say, knowing that this is Lingshan, if someone who is not familiar with it changes, it may be regarded as a vegetable market.

The two groups of people quarreled until their faces were red and their necks were thick.

Tathagata was startled suddenly, his face turned pale, and he coughed twice.

The Bodhisattva responded first, "Are you coughing? If the teacher didn't support you, who the hell would recognize you as a Buddha?"

"That's right, your throat is stuck? If you want to cough, go out and cough, don't pretend to beep and scare us? Who are you?" Luo Han roared without showing weakness.

Tathagata sighed, spread out his hands and looked helpless, he did everything he could do, and this group of people must not listen.

What else can he do?I can only let them quarrel, anyway, I have tried my best, whether it is a blessing or a curse, you can take care of it yourself.

Chapter 469

Tathagata was stunned for a few words, and closed his mouth in resignation, and even turned his face away to look elsewhere.

He was afraid that there would be a bloody scene, and he didn't want to watch his brothers and sisters be punished.

Of course, this is just a superficial phenomenon, but inwardly he is quite gloating.

"Let you not give me face in normal times, you should! Are you going to die or not?"

"There's a good show this time, let you dance? Let's see if you can still dance this time?"

Looking at the farce in front of him, Zhunti was naturally very upset, so he coughed lightly.

The disciples didn't respond, and he had to cough several times as a last resort.

At the same time, his complexion was black, and his forehead was throbbing with veins.

The continuous coughing naturally interrupted the quarrel between the Bodhisattva and the Arhats.

The Bodhisattvas immediately silenced, knowing that they are high-ranking people, they have more chances to meet and guide Zhunti in the past, so they can naturally tell who is coughing.

On the other hand, what about the Arhats?In fact, they are also very familiar. After all, they were the first to join Buddhism, that is, the bald gang. At that time, they were the existence that lived with Jieyin Zhunti, so how could they not be familiar with it?

However, at this time, everyone is angry, and the arhats are already irritable.

In the past, they were not as fast as the bodhisattvas, so they were always one step behind the bodhisattvas. Now this is the opportunity to speak first, how could they let it go?

They didn't care why the bodhisattvas didn't speak first, they just opened their mouths, "cough cough cough..."

Before he finished speaking, the Bodhisattva winked at the speaking Arhat. Naturally, he didn't worry about this, and immediately wanted to make up for the rest of the sentence.

Before he could say anything, Luohan behind him pulled him.

Bodhisattvas, he doesn't need to care, but Arhat brothers can't.

He didn't even ask, but just made eye contact, and when he saw the other party, he asked himself to look at the other side.

He glanced decisively out of the corner of his eye, and naturally saw Zhunti.

At this moment, he was startled, recovered immediately, raised his hand to cover his mouth, and coughed violently.

"My throat is a bit uncomfortable, sorry everyone."