There are not many monks in Xuantian Temple, and most of them are muscle mass due to hard cultivation. In addition to a few rows of houses with the Main Hall as the central area, there are also several huts scattered on the surrounding hills.

Not long ago, Han Miaojun was eating fast and chanting Buddha's name on one of the mountains. As he cultivated his moral character, the evil woman became even worse.

It can be seen from this that if you only eat vegetarian food and chant sutras, you will not be able to seek the Buddha. Medicine and medicine will not cure diseases, and Buddha will save the destined people. Without that compassionate heart, even if you knock a wooden fish to pieces, the Buddha will not even look at you.

Of course, filling up the merit box or replacing the Buddha statue with gold decoration is another matter.

Not only the abbot, but also the Buddha will hold the flowers and smile, thinking that you have a wise heart and will be destined to be a Buddha in your next life.

In this life...

If you are sincere, you will be spiritual; if you are sincere, you will be spiritual.

Lu Bei was not interested in clashing with the bald heads, nor did he care whether there were eighteen bronze men in Xuantian Temple. A wisp of aura dispersed, and he waited for Gu Zongchen to show up.

Soon, under Lu Dong's guidance, Gu Zongchen walked over expressionlessly.

In the monk circle, the ugly ones are called Master, and the handsome ones are called Yudi Gege.

Gu Zongchen was dressed in a white monk's robe, with red lips and white teeth, and lotus red lines on his eyebrows. He had a holy aura and was the most beautiful bald man in Xuantian Temple. As soon as he appeared, Tu Yuan kept looking at him.

"The skin is okay, but it's far worse than you, Master!"

"Bishui Yu, don't tell the truth all day long."

Lu Bei snorted coldly, planted a bag with his backhand, and said to Gu Zongchen: "Doumu Xie, where is your mask? Why don't you put it on?"

Gu Zongchen looked at the master and servant with cold eyes, not even curious about Tu Yuan's true identity: "The skin is inherently vain, and the things outside the body can be present or not."

You are a panty person, you are so good at showing off!

"hehe."

Lu Bei smiled disdainfully: "It doesn't matter if you can fight. There are several eminent monks in Xuantian Temple, several Mahayana periods in the Gu family, and how many troops there are in Xiongchu. Giving you a mask is not to protect yourself, but to protect the external things in your heart.

"

At the end of the sentence, the pronunciation became more intense.

Gu Zongchen fell silent upon hearing this and put on his mask honestly.

Children in the rebellious stage are like this. Gu Zongchen is the smart one and the stupid one. When he was beaten, he said it was social injustice.

"Let's go to Xiangwu. Xuan has two bastards living outside who need to be taken care of. Let's open their eyes today."

The void shattered, Gu Zongchen and Tu Yuan followed Lu Bei and stepped out, arriving at the border of Xiangwu.

"Amitabha……"

In the Zen room of Xuantian Temple, Zhengqing clasped his hands together, his face extremely complicated.

Gu Zongchen, a Buddhist disciple in the human world, was born extraordinary and had a great mission. He carefully cared for it and tried his best to leave a pure place for him.

Finally, a branch of red apricot came out of the wall, and the day came.

Zhengqing wanted to stop him, but he couldn't find a reason, let alone force. Both Gu Zongchen and Lu Bei were able to come and go with ease, leaving no one behind.

In addition to the two of them, Tu Yuan, who is 1.2 meters tall, also made him feel a lot of pressure.

Zhengqing recited Buddhist scriptures for a while, got up and walked slowly outside the house, looked at the rising sun, closed his eyes and began to dream.

There is everything in the dream.

Today's dream was unusual. Twelve of the thirty-six relics were taken away by black hands, and the remaining twenty-four were transformed into the heavens, the heaven of merit, the heaven of eloquence, the king of Brahma, and the heaven of Emperor Shakti...

There seems to be an unspeakable destiny somewhere.

"That black hand is Tian..."

"Still human?"

"It's destiny...can't it be changed?"

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On the other side, three figures stepped on the barren mountain. Lu Bei looked forward, raised his hand and wiped it on his face, creating a colorful mask, and said with a loud sound: "Xiang Wu has two Mahayana stars. The legacy of the previous Xuanwu is 'Niu'."

Qin Shiwen, the golden bull, Yang Dian, the female earth bat, you two..."

The identities of Xingxu and Xingxu should be kept secret, but the circle in the Mahayana period is only one area. When the Kyushu continent is divided into four, almost all the Xingxu under the four elephants have met each other, even with their faces covered.

Once you recognize the other party, there is no possibility of keeping it secret.

In addition, Lu Bei was not a serious Xuanwu person, so he had no intention of hiding it from the beginning.

Besides, Tu Yuan was his loyal dog, one of his own, and Gu Zongchen could barely count as half of him. Among the seven stars, he was his personal bodyguard, so there was no point in hiding it from the two of them.

The employer was not suspicious and exposed Qin Shiwen and Yang Dian's background on the spot.

"Don't make too much noise later. Xiangwu is a big country on the human side. If the commotion becomes too big, a dozen Mahayana monks will swarm up and knock them all down." Lu Bei reminded.

"Monks are compassionate."

"Jiejiejiejie——"

The two of them knew Lu Bei well and understood the meaning of his words without thinking.

Lu Bei was satisfied and sternly blamed his subordinates: "Don't do boring things. We are new here, so we should do as we please and don't mess around on other people's territory."

After the warning, he immediately followed Tu Yuan and headed straight for the first stop of the trip.

Xiang Wu.

Capital, Hualong Pavilion.

Every country has its own national conditions, and Xiangwu is no exception. They are both large human countries, and Xiangwu's strength on paper is not much different from that of Zhaoqin. Both are stomping around, and the surrounding small countries have been in chaos for three to five years

Reasonable people.

But Zhao Qin has Jiang Suxin, whose cultivation is above all others, and no one can compare with him.

Xiangwu has several strong forces standing side by side, with four Mahayana monks at the top of the territory. They are almost as good as Jiang Li and Chang Wenyuan. Because a quadrilateral is not as stable as a triangle, Xiangwu has been undercurrents for many years and has not experienced peace for almost a thousand years.

Among them, Jiang Suxin contributed a lot.

Time goes back thousands of years. Xiangwu and Zhaoqin are located on the southeast side of the Kyushu Continent. They are both large human countries. There is no possibility of harmonious coexistence. They only fight openly but not secretly. They are not even brothers on the surface.

At that time, Zhao Qin was suffering from internal and external troubles, and the royal family could not suppress the ambitions of the wolves from all directions, so Xiang Wu supported him from behind and waited for the Jiang family to be ousted from the throne.

Jiang Suxin rose up, struck hard internally, showed no mercy, and was ruthless externally. She rushed to Xiangwu alone, mastered Cangyin's magical power, and had friendly exchanges on the physical level with the Mahayana monks of Xiangwu.

At that time, Jiang Suxin had not yet reached her peak, and it was a bit difficult to communicate. In the end, Emperor Ji of Daxia stepped forward as the peacemaker, and the two countries shook hands and made peace.

Xiang Wu restrained himself and did not dare to interfere in the internal affairs of Zhao Qin anymore, but in private, conspiracy methods emerged one after another.

Later, Jiang Suxin's cultivation reached its peak. As a Xuanwu, he used his own methods to treat others, and accepted Qin Shiwen, Yang Dian as the Ox Taurus, and the female Earth Bat.

The two of them, one good and one evil, had clear stances, which not only knocked out their own idiots, but also caused Xiang Wu's national power to decline day by day.

Among them, Yang Dian, as the royal lecturer passed down from generation to generation in Xiangwu, holds a high position, is the leader of Hualong Pavilion, a great master of martial arts, and is a positive figure.

He has dabbled in a lot of things in his life and has three major hobbies. He calls himself the pinnacle of the three.

The Tao is perfect, the devil is perfect, the Buddha is perfect, the sword is perfect, and poetry is perfect.

It is not surprising that there are five of the three virtues. This is how it is in the Mahayana period. There is no way to ascend, so you have to find another way. Gradually, you become a generalist, and you can understand everything you ask.

The Hualong Pavilion in the capital is the royal library, and the students who come and go are all disciples of the royal family. Even the humble little book boy reported that there were four generations and three princes in his ancestors.

The three people from Lu Bei walked through the stone steps of the main road. The painting style seemed out of place, but because of Tu Yuan's charming skills, passers-by subconsciously ignored them, and no one thought there was anything weird about the three aliens.

"It is worthy of being a thousand-year-old dynasty with outstanding people. I don't know if the group of warblers just now are princesses or young ladies from a wealthy family. They look really iconic." Lu Bei said with pleasure.

His painting style is such that it's okay if he doesn't speak. When he speaks, the punctuation marks can make him show his true colors. He can barely play a villain, but pretending to be a boss is really difficult for him.

Gu Zongchen turned a deaf ear and Lu Dong only sneered. Only the loyal dog Tu Yuan heard it and said in his heart: "Master, do you want me to capture them for you to have fun with?"

"I'm already happy."

It was probably because Tu Yuan was too arrogant. The moment she stepped into Hualong Pavilion, she unscrupulously exuded her charm that she had no place for, and soon attracted a few old-fashioned old men with white beards.

Three tribulations, one Mahayana period, to be precise, three Earth Immortals who failed to transfer tribulations.

Lu Bei's hands felt itchy, he swallowed, held down Tu Yuan and stepped forward: "Where is Sanjue Yang Dingfeng? Let him come out and die as soon as possible?"

Take one step forward and your aura will be clear.

Tu Yuan, who is 1.2 meters tall, is strong, but he smells too much like a dog. At first glance, he is not the leader.

Needless to say, Lu Bei is even worse than her.

As a result, Gu Zongchen, who remained silent and silent, immediately grew taller.

Some people, without concave shapes and without lines, are also protagonists. They are so eye-catching that the Mahayana monks directly ignore Lu Bei and look at him in prepared formation.

"Who are you, sir? What's the matter with coming to Wu Hualong Pavilion?"

"Hey, I told you to find Yang Dingfeng, don't you understand?"

Lu Bei was stunned for a moment, as if he heard Lu Dong's pig laughter. Unhappy, he raised his five fingers, clasped the void and pulled hard.

In an instant, the world was turned upside down. The four old men with white beards, including the Mahayana monks, all had their hands and feet stiffened, and their bodies were twisted along with the space.

Strange force penetrated the body, and the three earth immortals vomited blood on the spot. Only the Mahayana monk managed to protect himself, took the magic weapon and escaped into the void, and reappeared after escaping the disaster.
To be continued...