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Red plum day.
This is a remote place in the Supreme Taichu Heaven, a remote place in the corner of the countryside.
A floating land in the shape of a trapezoid, roughly 200,000 miles long, wide and high, and inhabited by hundreds of billions of people. There are no rare minerals or special elixirs, that is, for practitioners, this red land is
Meitian has no value.
Therefore, the Heavenly Court did not bother to set up a guard mansion here. There were only a few small local wealthy families who were intertwined and multiplied here. Several of their clan members were sent to serve in the very distant Heavenly Court yamen. Occasionally, news was sent back and they were recruited.
Some soldiers provide some basic supplies, that's all.
"If nothing else, the Star Gate channel built by Heavenly Court is a good thing. It is indeed a good thing. From this point of view, I support Taichu Emperor." Old Xiong Zun transformed into a black man who was two feet tall and covered with flesh.
The fat man wore a centipede-buttoned placket shirt, but did not button it properly. He bared his chest, revealing the huge tiger head tattoo on his chest. He was carefree and swaying his arms, like a senior gangster, standing in red.
I was walking comfortably on the streets of a small town somewhere in Meitian.
Behind him, the four King Kongs, who are also about two feet tall and whose skin is slightly pale gold, light silver, bronze, and iron black, are wearing the same clothes. They look like four felons who have just escaped from death row, holding hands with
Holding the huge lotus leaf bun, he nibbled on the oily and fragrant braised pork head meat.
They followed closely behind Old Xiong Zun, eating the snacks that Old Xiong Zun paid for them, but sneered at Old Xiong Zun's praise, and each of them squinted and rolled their eyes at Old Xiong Zun's back.
"I remember back then, I followed Master Lang Yue and wandered around the lower courtyards of our Buddhist sect in the Supreme Beginning Heaven, enlightening sentient beings and converting them into my sect." Old Xiong Zun took out a few big coins and threw them on the road.
The vendor next to me picked up a piece of wild beehive the size of a human head from the stall and took a big bite. The golden yellow, fragrant, sweet and mellow honey immediately filled my mouth.
Old Xiong Zun narrowed his eyes in contentment: "At that time, with Master Langyue's cultivation, rushing from one lower courtyard to another would have to run in the void for months, even years, and dozens of times.
Year……"
"Once again, I still remember that it took 378 years to run from the main temple of Landa Ancient Temple to a relatively remote Honglian lower courtyard. My biological father, Master Langyue, broke his leg while running.
Nine months, twenty-seven days and five hours!”
"Why do I remember it so clearly? Because I have just walked for thirty-two years and I ate all the honey I carried with me. I was young at that time, and I was crying for honey on the way, but I was killed by Master Long Yue.
If you catch me, you will be beaten hard... If you catch me, you will be beaten hard... If you catch me, you will be beaten hard... Tsk, tsk, the beatings will continue. Those days were dark, cruel, bloody, and ruthless... So, every moment
, I will remember it in my heart every quarter of an hour!”
"I can't figure it out. At that time, there were so many powerful people in Landa Holy Land. Why didn't any Buddha take the initiative to build a star gate covering the entire Supreme Taichu Heaven, or a similar moving array system?"
Shaking his head, Old Xiong Zun murmured: "I found out later that although these words are a bit disrespectful and taboo, you should be the guru's confidants and the most trusted people, right? You should also know what happened back then.
...It is no longer easy for a group of remnant soldiers and defeated generals to find a place to recuperate and save their lives... Everyone is busy recovering and recuperating, who can care about managing their own territory?"
The four King Kongs stopped talking at the same time, and they took a deep look at the back of Old Xiong Zun. King Pofa said coldly: "Xiong Heizi, our brothers are what you call one of the defeated soldiers... Hey!
Are you looking for a fight?"
Old Xiong Zun shivered, he looked back at the four Vajras, and said with a dry smile: "Let me just say, how could I not know the people around the master? But I don't know the four of you... Feelings
,Are you guys making a comeback?"
The sound of the Vajra Urn was poured out and they all muttered angrily: "Of course! After so many years of recuperation, my cultivation level has returned to about 70% of its peak... There is still a trace of future troubles in the Vajra relics that we have condensed, and we need to rely on the huge faith of believers.
Only with this power can the supreme Buddha's flame be ignited and completely dispelled."
Old Xiong Zun narrowed his eyes: "The current Supreme Taichu Heaven is the world of Heaven. Although the Buddhist monks are still scattered in all directions, there are even many Buddhist monks who are good at giving advice because they are nice to talk and are mostly frivolous.
In order to solve all kinds of shameful and secret activities, the powerful disciples of all parties, and even many important ministers of the heaven, have kept some Buddhist monks as disciples and worship..."
"But Buddhism is no longer popular after all."
"If you want enough belief power..." Old Xiong Zun shook his head and said: "It's difficult, it's difficult, it's difficult!"
Powerful Vajra slapped Old Xiong Zun on the shoulder hard: "That's why I came to you... things like the power of faith, hey... they are everywhere."
With their eyes flashing with deep divine light, the Four King Kong glanced at the bustling pedestrians on the street and laughed at the same time. In their eyes, these people on the street, the people in the city, and the people in the red plum sky
, and even the entire people of the Supreme Taichu Heaven are like strong leeks.
A few Buddhist methods can turn them into the most devout believers, offering endless power of faith!
The simplest thing is - open the mountain gate, let go of demons, demons are in trouble, and Buddha saves the world... When countless demons are rampant in the world, and countless people are in dire straits, the great Buddhas suddenly come to save the world... This is the foundation of faith.
It has the same power as the leeks that have been poured with farmyard manure and have sprouted upwards.
Harvesting faith should not be too easy for a great Buddhist master!
Old Xiong Zun smiled and murmured: "Yes, it is easy to collect the power of faith... But if you want to harvest the power of faith in peace... it is not that easy! This is Heaven, haha! Today's Heaven is not
Easy to deal with."
Duowen Jingang stuck out his tongue and licked clean the few pieces of minced meat wrapped in the lotus leaf. With a flick of his hand, he threw the lotus leaf into a basket specially used to hold garbage on the roadside. Two large
With his eyes widened, he looked at a cooked meat shop on the side of the road that specialized in selling all kinds of barbecued meats, with seven or eight suckling pigs and more than twenty roasted geese hanging on the facade.
The old Xiong Zun gnawed clean the honeycomb in his hands, consciously walked to the door of the delicatessen shop, and took out a few large silver ingots.
Soon, Old Xiong Zun walked in front carrying a roast goose. As he walked, he nibbled on the roast goose specially coated with a layer of bee sugar. The four Vajras followed behind him, each with a roast goose and a roast goose hung on their belts.
Pork knuckle, holding a golden and oily suckling pig in his hand, eating happily.
The King of Wen gnawed off the tender pig ears of the roasted suckling pig heartily. While chewing, he said with a mouthful of water: "If it weren't for that year, we would all be hiding in the secret place and falling into a state of suspended animation. With the help of the power of infinite faith, we can repair our golden bodies and regain our bodies."
Ning relic... How could Landa Holy Land be destroyed?"
"Now that we have returned, then...heaven? This is a, fart!"
Old Xiong Zun raised his brows and asked softly without looking back: "So, Little Bear, I'm very curious, who was the enemy back then?"
The four Vajras all closed their mouths.
After a long silence, Guangzhijin just said softly: "You can't say it, you can't think it, you can't hear it... If her image comes to mind and her name comes out of your mouth, even in an environment where there is no obstruction and no treasure to protect you,
If you have any thoughts that are not good for you...that person will be in danger of unexpected disasters."
"We, the four brothers, have the protection of the secret method blessed by the Supreme Being, so we will not have any thoughts of cause and effect... But you, you have not practiced enough, and you do not have the blessing of the secret method. If you know it, it will be a big disaster!"
"But, you only need to know that behind the so-called Heavenly Court, the so-called Qing Emperor who led the destruction of the Landa Holy Land... was just a pawn under our opponent. Under that enemy, the Qing Emperor
Such an existence cannot be said to be like the number of grains of sand in the Ganges River... or the amount carried in a truck?"
Old Xiong Zun shivered with excitement.
The red plum day is obviously full of sunshine. The three-wheeled sun belonging to the red plum day is hanging high in the sky. The very blazing sunshine is spreading generously to the entire continent. The surrounding high temperature even makes the air on the streets and eaves...
Twisting and swaying, Old Xiong Zun could not feel any temperature. His whole body seemed to be soaked in a thousand-year cold spring, and the cold air penetrated to his bones.
Qingdi... such a powerful enemy is actually just... a member of a truck-mounted mass wholesaler?
Old Xiong Zun subconsciously touched his chest. A few days ago, he and Qing Emperor had a big battle in Yuncha Ridge. Although he poked a few more transparent holes in Qing Emperor's chest, he knew it well.
, that Qing Emperor is just a clone... If it were the Qing Emperor himself, could he defeat the opponent... That's really a word 'haha'.
And the Qing Emperor himself is actually just a little guy!
Old Xiong Zun suddenly felt that the roast goose that had been thickly smeared with bee sugar on his hands was no longer very sweet.
"I..." Shaking his head, Old Xiong Zun looked up at a brothel on the side of the road with a row of pink lanterns lit up in broad daylight, and murmured: "Well, we're here."
I don't know how charming this brothel called 'Zuihongchen' is. In broad daylight, it is still crowded with guests. In the lobby on the first floor, there are hundreds of square tables with no vacancies, and there are all kinds of colorful orioles.
Yan Yan was running around like a butterfly in a flower, serving the big spenders at the square table.
There are ladders circling up around the lobby. From the hollow patio, you can see that on the second floor, third floor, and higher floors, many beautiful girls are laughing and walking back and forth, and there are even drunken young men who are unscrupulous in the corridor.
Attacking and coming back and forth, causing all kinds of ugly appearances.
The aroma of wine, meat, and powder wafts in the air.
Occasionally, accompanied by the laughter of a certain young man or playboy, pieces of gold and silver would be smashed down in the courtyard, causing countless young girls below to jump for joy, and the high-rollers at the square table to laugh and scold.
"Lingshan, the meeting point of the Great Leiyin Temple... is here?" The four Vajras are also experienced in the battlefield and have extensive experience in Buddhism... But when Meng Buding saw this colorful world, the breasts in their hands
The pigs all took off their hands with a bang and fell directly to the ground.
"Do you have a sense of sight of Buddhist scum?" Old Xiong Zun smiled brightly: "Do you want to grab the magic pestle and kill these Buddhist scum?"
The corners of the four Vajra's eyes twitched violently, and their breath became a little hot.
"My Buddha is merciful. In this way, it is more appropriate to let them trigger the tide of this world." The four Vajra sneered at the same time. There was no warmth in their eyes, only the fiercest killing intent.