Yes, Buddha. Although she doesn’t know it, she already has the title of Buddha on her head. But how can I put it, people may not necessarily agree to the title that Ming’an gave to Changsheng on her own initiative. After all, this is
This Taoist fellow from Yong'an is the most popular person in Penglai Pavilion. It is said that he is the grand-nephew of the master of Penglai Pavilion. How could he be willing to give up such a good young talent?
Prince Ming obviously thought so too. He frowned and slapped the other person on the head, telling him to stay away from him and not to disturb his thinking.
How could he not be moved? He is crazy about it now. However, all of them have status, and the most important thing is that they belong to the sect. If one of them cannot be handled well, it will trigger a sect war! He doesn't want to
Being chased and beaten by those old stubborn men in the sect.
Having said that, if this little girl is willing, then no one can say anything, right?
In the sky filled with gold and red, King Ming made up his mind to discuss with the little girl about going to the Buddhist Kingdom in the West when it calms down. The Buddhist Country in the West is so wonderful. It is like spring all year round and there are kind-hearted little girls everywhere.
Disciples are cute and silly, and no one will say anything when they are bullied. Don’t those Taoist cultivators have a lot of scheming? How can they compare to their pure and refined Buddhist practice? I think this little girl was also taken to the Taoist cultivators from the beginning.
I went there, so I don't know how warm and hospitable they are.
If the Taoist cultivators knew what King Ming was thinking, they would probably be so angry that they would vomit blood.
They also say that they are very discerning. Who in the world doesn't know that the favorite saying of Buddhist practitioners is "I observe that you (this object) is destined to be my Buddha"?
With this fate, I don’t know how many good things they have transformed into Taoist cultivators! Where can I dare to say that they are smart? This face is probably not made of bodhi tree bark, right?
Everyone in the Phoenix clan stared at Changsheng bathing in gold and red, and found it a bit interesting. Although he was not as good as their little prince, he was still a little guy with a pure mind. If it weren't for his involvement with the Taoist sect,
Deep, I really want to take it back.
Changsheng, who was in the halo, didn't know what was happening for the time being. She just bathed in the dazzling halo quietly, relaxing her whole body. But in her hand, she was holding a storage ring. Xiao Yanlang's just now
The parting gift was not only these golden and red moral golden lights, but also such a storage ring. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Changsheng did not explore what was inside, and would wait until he calmed down before talking about it.
While Changsheng was bathing in it, her swords and swords were also undergoing subtle changes.
Both Abomination and Du Xuanjin had been refined by Wei Yunshu's relics, but their power was not fully exerted at that time. At this time, under the shining of moral golden light, those hidden effects suddenly burst out. The breath of the best spiritual weapon quickly emerged.
, in the two colors of gold and red, each sword and sword continued to temper his body, Du Xuanjin was okay, his appearance did not change significantly, but his brilliance became a little restrained. However, Hateful Separation has changed quite a lot.
Hateful separation was originally made of ordinary iron. It was only by chance that it was fused with the silver hairpin 'Guanghansha' left by Grandpa Gu, and it gained the refining power of 'Guanghansha'. Over the years, it has been silently tempering.
Jishen. Hateful separation was originally a very long sword. When Changsheng was young, it was longer than the two of her. Now that Changsheng has grown up, Hateful separation is smaller, but compared to her stature, it is still the same.
A long knife.
And now, under the gentle gaze of Changsheng, the figure of Xingbieju has shrunk by a small circle. However, it is originally made of ordinary iron, and the materials used are not as good as Duxuanjin, which was built with the strength of the whole country. If it is made again in the future,
If I shrink it, I am afraid that I will lose the figure of the long sword. I still like my figure very much, so Changsheng thought about it, took out a lot of spiritual materials and minerals from the storage ring, and threw them all into Xinbieju.
.It itself has such strange objects as the 'Guanghan Sand', plus Wei Yunshu's relics, the structure is already different, now it is refined, the body shape gradually stabilizes, an extremely joyful emotion pours into Changsheng's heart, she
I couldn't help but laugh.
This child really likes her own figure. Of course, she also likes it very much. After all, it was cast by Grandpa Gu, but it is a pity that Grandpa did not see its final appearance with his own eyes.
The refining time was over and she felt that she was about to break through again. Chang Sheng glanced at Ling Guang for some reason. She suddenly had a feeling that she didn't want to break through in front of Ling Guang. Although it was not something she had never experienced before, the feeling at this time was...
Extraordinarily prominent.
After thinking about it, Changsheng looked at the sky. The clouds in the sky that had not completely gathered immediately disappeared, as if they had never appeared. Even those who saw it would only think that Changsheng had not reached the level of cultivation and was not good enough.
When you break through.
When all the dust settled, Changsheng stood in mid-air and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Sister!"
A few figures rushed over first, and when they looked up, they were the Penglai Pavilion disciples from Jinque. It was really dangerous just now, but Cui Qinghe never thought about killing Jinque and the others. Now
Seeing that everyone was safe, Chang Sheng was relieved.
But, senior sister?
Well, it seems that she entered the profession later than them, why is she a senior sister?
However, the Jinques did not pay attention to this at all. They stared at Changsheng closely, their eyes full of awe and longing. This was their disciple of Penglai Pavilion, with such a high level of cultivation, and the disciple of the third elder, of course they had to scream
Senior sister. Maybe you can also call me senior uncle?
But with this senior sister’s talent, anyone with eyes can see that maybe she will be their senior sister in the future?
Oh, no matter what, they are very grateful that Senior Sister came to save them.
Especially Jinque. The female cultivator who had recovered now stared at Changsheng with tears in her eyes. She had the blood of a spiritual bird and was already pretty and pretty. Now that she had tears in her eyes, she was even more incredibly beautiful.
"Sister, thank you, thank you for coming to save us. Really, thank you so much."
"This is what I should do."
Changsheng couldn't help but touch her hair. Well, it was as soft as expected. Jinque's face turned red, and she took the initiative to rub Changsheng's palm.
"Ah, why are you so cunning? I also want my senior sister to touch my head!"
Even though Jin Que looked pitiful towards Chang Sheng, he showed no signs of inferiority to his fellow disciples, brothers and sisters, and bared his teeth fiercely.
"Go away! Didn't you see how dirty your hair is? How could senior sister touch you?"
"I'm a monk, the kind who is spotless!"
"Thank you. Did you stand on those spider webs on your head?"
"Then there's blood on you, too?"
"But I don't have one on my head! Shut up, if you talk again, I'll show you the photo of you peed your pants when you were a kid!"
