In the holy world, there are 72 peaks in Kunlun Mountain, and several eyes. The golden lotus emits strange light of yin and yang and slowly condenses into a holy and beautiful image.
A familiar image for other disciples in Jiange.
That’s a beautiful image of qingluan.
Qingluan smiles.
……
The stargazer in Bann Kwan Khiang Dao, Kunlun Mountain, saw the long-lost and graceful image.
So he stared blankly there.
The star-picker who was dying after being pierced by four Excalibur handles also saw that beautiful image.
He saw that beautiful image with his last breath in his life
So the old man, who had been in charge of Jiange for thousands of years, fell into the ruins of the meteor peak …
Chapter seventy-nine Awesome shock wave song
The sky pours like a waterfall, and the rainstorm washes away the ruins of the collapsed star meteorite peak.
The original strange flowers and strange peaks surround the shock wave and fill the Kunlun god pulse. The dark and gloomy sky reveals that the broken Kunlun god peak seems to be gone.
All this is to settle a thousand-year-old feud, and the stargazers will personally promote it.
It is obvious that the ancestor of Bann Kwan Khiang Dao Dingxi was half repentant and infatuated, and he got deeper and deeper.
He was confused and looked at the golden lotus shining in the virtual rain curtain. The figure was wrinkled and his face was full of memories.
The monk who came by the Buddha’s edict looked at it for thousands of years, but now he doesn’t want to fight with the same family. Only when the four Excalibur pierced the eyebrows and picked up the stars, did the old man look at the generation of blade master and sighed in his heart.
Before leaving the temple, I heard the Buddha say that a sword meant a feeling, so the two disciples in Jiange were shocked by their infatuation until they saw it with their own eyes today.
Once the monk reads it, he announces the Buddha’s name.
Dazzling like the scorching sun, the golden lotus is more and more brilliant, and the light gradually engulfs the beautiful image of the old man who touches his heart.
The smiling face of the golden lotus in sight was replaced by the sacred light, and the stargazer finally recovered his mind.
He was haunted by the unabashed sword, and his eyes looked down at the ruins like a wolf, and the mountains and rivers were as small as ants.
"Where are the monks?"
As soon as the monk read it, he leaned out of his hand and bloomed. The golden lotus turned into a white light and flew back to the palm of his hand. The golden lotus became smaller and smaller, and finally the light spot could be found.
The monk put his hands together and proclaimed the Buddha’s name, "Little monk came from the western world by the Buddha’s decree to end a section of Buddha’s fate beyond the other shore."
"detachment? Where did the hypocritical Buddha dare to cross others without even crossing himself? "
"I Buddha cross sentient beings have size multiplication …"
"Ha ha ha ha ….. sword talk about Buddha? Might as well teach your Buddha to put a butcher knife! Today, I watched the stars, and even if the Buddha came in person, I dreamed that my seven-star sword would take away Qingluan. "
Shuang Ling Tongsheng Qinghongluan has fallen.