Chapter 1139

There are many people who know such things, but few people who believe in them.

No dust is the reincarnation of the third generation. Naturally, we have all seen it.

He closed his eyes slightly, put his hands together, and called out a Buddhist horn with a compassionate look.

"Amitabha."

The handsome monk's robe is simple and his appearance is excellent, but at this time, the vicissitudes and sanctity in the young monk's eyes completely cover his skin bag.

His eyes were full of pity and love.

Pity for all living beings in the world of mortals.

He opened his lips slightly, "benefactor Yan, why do you need this?"

The Buddha beads in Wuchen's hand rotate, and the tone is low and quiet. "All the phases are vain. If you see the non phases, you see the Tathagata. All promising dharmas, such as dreams and bubbles, such as dreams and electricity, should be treated in the same way. If you see me with color and ask me with sound, you are a person who does evil and cannot see the Tathagata. The Dharma should be abandoned, not to mention illegal?"

"Amitabha."

"When you leave, you leave. When you make a decision, you break. Conforming to the way of heaven is nature."

"All right, you," young master Yan gently picked up his peach blossom eyes and gave him a cool look, "I haven't collapsed. Don't talk about your useless nonsense."

Dust free

Hum, rotten wood cannot be carved.

"The judge's pen can turn the world. It's just a rumor."

"No one has really seen it or used it."

"And we don't know how the judge's pen can turn the world, childe Yan."

Yan Tao turned the judge's pen between his slender fingers, raised his eyebrows frivolously, turned his eyes sideways to see Wuchen, "according to you, how can Qin Zong avoid this difficulty?"

Wuchen pursed his lips. "If Mr. Qin didn't follow you, elder martial brother and senior qingyangzi will join hands, you can avoid some."

"How much to avoid? How much to calculate?"

Young master Yan smiled gently, "Qing Yangzi can see the divination so well. Can you divinate it for him?"

"...." Wuchen raised his eyes slightly and said in a serious tone, "big fierce, big fierce, big fierce."

I don't know how many times.

I'm used to it.

This divinatory symbol is basically a narrow escape.

There's no life.

Moreover, Qin Zong stubbornly followed and ran into the disaster of Yan Tao.

With a slight sigh in his heart, he is afraid that he can't suppress the fierce light because of his merit for the third time.

His senior brother and senior qingyangzi sent him here to be a mascot. Shine on them with Buddhist merit. At least it's a psychological comfort.

It's really unexpected that Yantao should be so bold. She dares to move her life.

And it's a special life form.

"Since you know, then protect the Dharma for me."

Wuchen converged his smile and said, "Yantao, are you really?"

"Nonsense!"

The young man's voice was crisp and crisp. Her empty left hand was suddenly raised and thrown into the air.

The boy's movements are beautiful and mysterious. When his fingertips fall, he sees a circular iron plate in the air, staying in the air and rotating slowly.

A palm sized figure loomed in the center of the six union plate, sitting on the six union plate.

Yantao took out a transparent porcelain vase.

The bottle contains bright red blood.

She raised her hand and slowly poured the blood on the six union plate.

The bright red blood automatically forms lines on the six union plate. The young peach blossom eyes are slightly tight. The eyes stare at the blood beads for a moment, and reach out to rotate the six union plate according to its flowing line.

At the same time, the boy's thin lips moved and kept mumbling to himself.