Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

The clouds of Huang Chengcheng are connected with the waves of hundreds of feet, turning into a Buddha standing above the sky.

The absence of signs is also the presence of signs, it is mysterious suffering, it is the Buddha, and it is also a sentient being.

Go back and let the teacher come.

Zhang Xiaoyi stepped out and said with a smile, Xuan Ku, if you say that there is no sign, then there is no sign, so what do you have to do with all sentient beings? If you have any means, even come to me, Tai Xuzi!

The sound was sonorous and piercing.

When everyone looked, they saw a small figure standing in the yellow sky and blue sea, laughing about the Buddha, one person could fight against the sky, and could not help but sigh, this is the master of Taoist priest Qing Hui.

Qingquan choked: Master...

A step back and let the teacher come, it made him seem to be back when he was a child, the tall and majestic man in Taoist robe stopped the black bear who broke into the Taoist temple, and was beaten until his nose was blue and his face was swollen.

At that time, his cultivation base was very low.

Now, he has been able to hold up a day.

Tai Xuzi, sentient beings do not have the appearance of self, the appearance of human beings, the appearance of living beings, the appearance of longevity, there is no appearance of immortality, and there is no appearance of illegality, it is the appearance of no appearance. Everything, it's time to end!

Xuan Ku stretched out his palm, and the Baizhang Buddha also stretched out his palm and pressed against the ants under the waves.

Zhang Xiaoyi watched calmly.

The light boat vibrated suddenly and threw it into the sky.

Xuan Ku was so embarrassed that he even let him become independent and suffer this death in front of everyone's eyes.

Hehe, Xuan Ku, since you can't turn the light boat into a sea of ​​bitterness, since you have no phase, it means that all living beings have a place to stand. In this way, how can you call it no phase?

Zhang Xiaoyi stood in the air and smiled, You are neither truly bitter nor without signs, and I am me, the sky cannot be changed, the earth cannot be changed, my Tao is me, and it cannot be erased!

This is no longer a fight, but a discussion.

If you lose the fight, you may still survive.

If the Dao is defeated, the light will be death, and the thoughts will be like dust, like walking corpses, like walking meat, life is not as good as death!

Insanity!

Xuan Ku snorted coldly and pressed his palm.

boom--

Zhang Xiaoyi, who was in the air, was crushed into minced meat, and the sea water swept him into an unknown destination.

Master... Master!

Qingquan's eyes were stunned, and he cried out in pain, Senior brother, our master is... dead again!

Why again?

This time the sadness doesn't seem to be that big...

Dead and dead, get used to it?

Sun Buer and the others were also stunned. Daoist Taixuzi was slapped to death by this old monk?

However, in the next moment, everyone's eyes widened, and they all looked at the mid-air where their palms fell.

I saw a little bit of flesh and blood, one arm, one arm, face, chest and abdomen, belly button, lower...lower body, and reorganized into a new body in mid-air.

[Daoying] It is derived from the projection of the avenue. As long as the body is still there, it can be infinitely reborn, immortal and immortal.

Just now, everyone didn't see how Taixuzi was resurrected. This time, because of Xuanku, he was isolated, and it was immediately visible and reflected in everyone's eyes.

This...this is a miracle!

Daoist Taixuzi, accept me, your long-lost, impoverished, ignorant apprentice!

I... I also want to worship in the Lingshu Temple!

...

Some people even fell to their knees and kept worshiping.

There are servants of Yijianmen, and there are also disciples.

It's outrageous to say it, it's just outrageous.

And Xuan Ku was standing still.

This...how is this possible!?

His heart has been greatly impacted, I am for me, the sky cannot be changed, and the earth cannot be changed?

I'm not suffering, and I'm not signless!?

His body trembled, and he felt weak for a while. Could it be that he has been wrong all these years?

The Buddha is the Tao, and the Buddha is the Tao...

A huge crack suddenly appeared in the orange-yellow sky,

Revealing the radiance of the early morning sun. The sea water separated in all directions, and the light boat turned into land, extending outward layer by layer.

Soon, the appearance of Yijianmen reappeared.

Taixuzi staggered and fell from the air, the sound of bang was gone, but he coughed twice, dusted off the dust, and stood in the courtyard.

The way is natural, but it's like this...

If Qingquan realized something, he muttered.

puff--

Xuan Ku spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, his brows were dark, and he seemed to be much older.

His phaselessness was shattered, his state of mind was covered with ashes, the Buddhist altar collapsed, and his path of cultivation was cut off.

Zhang Xiaoyi asked, Xuan Ku, do you still want to fight?

Bai Yao showed her figure at the arch of the courtyard, holding a purple-gold bowl in her hand, looking at Zhang Ming with questioning eyes.

Zhang Ming shook his head slightly, indicating that he did not need to do anything.

Everyone looked at the old monk standing at the door. Does he still want to fight? Will he win Taixuzi?

You must know that Taoist Taixuzi has been defending, but until now, he has not shot.

Xuan Ku raised his head blankly, his eyes unfocused. After a long time, he folded his hands and said, Amitabha, the poor monk is defeated, thank the benefactor for your mercy.

After saying this, the breath on his body disintegrated a little bit, as if the cultivation of the Yang God Realm was evaporating.

After a while, there was no longer any sense of oppression on his body, just like an ordinary old man.

Growing old, born to the twilight.

Zhang Xiaoyi bowed and said, Chao Wendao, you can die in the evening. Old monk, please do it!

He was going to let it go.

Qingquan immediately called out: Master! He...he is our enemy, and he killed you just now!

Sun Buer also respectfully advised: Tai Xuzi Daoist, this person is a strong man in Xiaohanshan Temple. If he stays, he will suffer endlessly, and we must cut the grass and root it!

Zhang Ming controlled Zhang Xiaoyi to wave his hand and sighed: He is already dead, let him go.

When everyone saw this, they stopped talking.

Xuan Ku bowed and saluted, said thank you, turned around, crossed the threshold of Yijianmen, and left slowly.

The Buddha said, if you see me with looks and ask me with your voice, you will be walking in the wrong way and will not be able to see the Tathagata.

Behind him, the last Buddha's name was left.

...

Meditation Temple, inner courtyard.

Zen Master Huilun sat in meditation for a while, but felt uneasy, so he walked out of the door and came to the courtyard.

Uncle Shi, you...you're back!

Xu Zhu suddenly shouted in the outer courtyard.

Hui Lun's heart moved, and he hurriedly walked to the courtyard outside, only to see Master Xuan Ku's twilight, stepping into the courtyard door with a staggering step, and his eyes seemed to be relieved.

Uncle, Yijianmen...

Master Huilun asked respectfully subconsciously.

However, Xuan Ku slowly raised his head, his eyes were vicissitudes, and the desolation on his body shocked his mind.

Senior nephew Huilun, poor monk... defeated.

Xuan Ku said with difficulty, as if he had exhausted the last bit of strength on his body, and his footsteps staggered.

Hui Lun hurriedly supported his palm, but felt that the tentacles were cold, and couldn't help but look at his arm, only to see a trace of cracks appearing on the surface of the uncle's body.

Uncle Xuanku! You are...

He just felt as bad as the sky was falling.

Xuan Ku smiled and patted his palm, as if to comfort him and said, Nephew, Chao Wendao, it's okay to die in the evening. If you can't do it, just... let it go.

As he spoke, he had no more strength, his eyes slowly closed, and only his lips were still moving laboriously.

There were tears in Hui Lun's fierce eyes, and she leaned over and asked, Uncle, what did you say?

The finger touched his palm lightly, and the dying lips whispered: Buddha is... the way.

However, Hui Lun did not hear clearly after all.

Xuan Ku's body shattered into pieces in his arms, and in the blink of an eye, it collapsed into powder like porcelain.

Hui Lun hugged the air all of a sudden, raised his hands, tears dripped into the dust, and shouted angrily: Lingshu Guan! Qing Hui! If this seat doesn't kill you... I swear it won't come true!