Chapter 2227

After all, they may not be able to find such a master as the deified one, and how to laugh at others.

"They have all developed to this point?"

The old guys feel a little embarrassed. If they all have such strength, the east land is in danger.

"Indeed, I was forced to come to the small world of the spirit just because I had a fight with the Pope of the holy chamber, but not his opponent."

When he returns, he will take revenge, but only if he goes back first.

"There are really no tigers in the mountains. Monkeys are called overlord. Back then, these overseas barbarians were a group of uncivilized species. I didn't expect that they also developed to this stage."

"It's a pity that there has been a catastrophe in our eastern earth spirit world. Otherwise, it's their turn to be arrogant."

The old man was angry, but he couldn't help me, because he couldn't get out.

"I don't have to worry too much. There should be many hidden masters in Dongtu. As far as I know, there is also a woman who failed to become an immortal. She has been self sealing and survived."

The forest tree says, what he says is seven unique fairies, this is a real ruthless person, hope to see at the same time out of the East earth a vein, can help at that time.

"How can you survive and become an immortal?"

The old man was shocked, but he was well-informed. This kind of thing is not unacceptable.

The little monk was not interested in these things. He didn't seem to have enough to eat at the moment, so he took out another roast chicken to eat.

The old man was immediately attracted attention, just anger disappeared, now just think of eating.

It's just that he really can't bear to beg for food from the little monk, and the little monk seems to be in no mood now, so he can have another one.

"Tree Taoist friends, let's continue our journey. We'll soon arrive at Kunlun Mountain, and the teleportation array is there."

Said the old man, hoping to leave quickly to save his mouth watering.

Forest naturally agreed to come down. He looked at the little monk and asked, "little monk, are you going with me now, or are you going to play by yourself?"

"Little monk, I don't know where to go now. I'd better go with the benefactor."

The little monk replied that he seemed to see the old man's embarrassment. Then he tore off a chicken leg and handed it to him.

The old man quickly said, "little monk, I'm very loyal. I'll continue to buy you a drink."

"Hey, don't throw chicken butt. It's a good thing. If you don't eat it, give it to me."

"There is still a lot of meat in this bone. We should save food..."

The old guy's face is heartbreaking. If he doesn't really feel embarrassed, he probably wants to pick up the bone and abet it for a while.

The three of them set out together. This combination seems strange. If others see it, they have to feel that they have met three generations.

They set off at a high speed. There were few spirits on the road. We can see that there were not many spirits on the road, and there should be very few outside. Only in this way can there be no spirits going out to take risks.

"In the world of the spirits, there are ten gates of the spirits, and four cities of the free spiritualists. In addition to these places, there are few spirits outside."

"At the end of the Dharma era, if you think about it, there were hundreds of millions of spirits in the world, most of them were like dogs, and those who changed gods were everywhere. That was the glorious age of spirits."

The old guy came again and sighed all the way. It seemed that he was not born at the right time. He felt that he should have lived in that era.

Who doesn't yearn for such a magnificent spiritual world, but since we live in this era, we should accept the reality and look forward to it.

"Amitabha, old benefactor, take a look. If you have a chance, little monk will take you to the colorful world outside. When you feel the happiness of the world, you will not yearn for the past."

The little monk began to persuade him. He pulled off the neck and head of the chicken. According to the custom, he wanted to throw it away. However, when he thought that there was an old eater around him, he naturally threw it to him.

The old guy's attention was drawn back again. He didn't know he was ashamed at all. He came and ate delicious food.

The tree was a little embarrassed. Fortunately, there was no outsider here. Otherwise, the old man would be famous.

A moment later, they finally arrived at their destination, which is the foundation of the small world of spirit. It can be said that it is solemn and solemn. Anyone will regard it as a holy mountain, and no one is allowed to mess around here.

Because once Kunlun Mountain is destroyed, the whole small world of spirits will collapse, and all the spirits in it will be drowned, and no one will want to live.

"There is only one spiritual vein in Kunlun Mountain, which can produce a lot of spiritual stones every year. The ten spiritual sects will send people to guard here, guarding Kunlun Mountain and supervising each other at the same time!"

The old man began to introduce them. They were close to Kunlun Mountain, and immediately the spirit came out to stop them, so as to prevent them from doing damage here.

"It turned out to be a mad Taoist. Are you going out with three generations?"

This is an old Taoist, if you can say that, it is not a serious Taoist."Don't talk nonsense. Which eye of yours can see that we are the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren. These two are all yuan Yingling. If I have such three generations of grandparents and grandchildren, you will be envious of them."

The old man immediately scolded him. If he had such three generations, he would be willing to die.

The old Taoist immediately looked at the tree and the little monk. The young tree was a yuan infant spirit, which was enough to surprise him.

Looking at the seven or eight year old young monk, he is also a Yuanying spirit. Is he a great man who can't be reincarnated.

Otherwise, even if you start practicing in your mother's womb, you won't be able to become a yuanyingling in seven or eight years.

"Little monk? What's your name? " The old Taoist asked.

"The little monk's name is Sakyamuni. Please give me more advice!"

The little monk gave a gift. He really dares to take this name. It seems that he doesn't intend to change it.

The old Taoist was a little stunned. Then he said with a smile, "it's the Buddha who came here. Poor Taoist is the original God. Nice to meet you!"

"What a coincidence? I'm the ancestor of Hongjun. "

"I'm Pangu!"

The other two joked. Naturally, they didn't think the little monk was dead Sakyamuni, because it was the title of Buddha.

This is not only a character in a fairy tale, but also a real big man in the world of spirit.

Although they think that the little monk may be a great reincarnation, he can never be a Sakyamuni. At most, he is a deification or a more powerful spirit.

"What a coincidence? Little monk, I'd like to introduce my brother to you. This is Taiyi of Donghuang. Brother, take out your Donghuang clock and show it to them, so that they don't believe it and think our brother is bragging here. "

The little monk pulled up the woods and felt that they had to find a place to bully the children.

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