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Chapter 1,625

But the bad thing is that Qin Ran revealed this matter, and Li Shimin also completely knew what happened, and the Buddhists couldn't escape even if they wanted to.

"Why does the tea feel a bit sour today?"

Qin Ran stretched his waist and said.

"Really? This tea is obviously very fragrant."

Guanyin was stunned for a moment, then said, but then she reacted and her face turned a little red.

I recited a few lines of Amitabha.

"There are chairs over there. You can take one and sit on it. It rarely rains in Chang'an City. It is a rare enjoyment to enjoy the view from the attic and listen to the rain while sipping tea."

Qin Ran stretched his waist and said.

Guanyin was speechless.

This saint is too salty.

When passing the seventh retreat courtyard, the breeze blew, and a wonderful fragrance hit his face, and Mr. Qin was immediately refreshed.

An inexplicable feeling of comfort surged from the bottom of my heart, and my whole body felt lazy.

The Qi Luck Plum has a particularly ordinary effect. Planted in one place, it cannot suppress the Qi Luck. It ensures that the Qi Luck is a medicine.

"Sir, there is no Taoist priest in my family who wants to see me and says he is his friend."

Then I looked out the window at the continuous drizzle of love, falling by the pond and on the eaves of flowers.

It is indeed not too strange that Guanyin Bodhisattva suddenly appeared outside.

What's more, there are no laws of chaos that only the Chaos Demon God can comprehend?



There was no such effect before eating the fruit.

That plan was finally in vain, and the mission to destroy the Buddha was finally coming to fruition.

"Has he returned to secular life? Why is he still acting like a poor monk?"

Although he had not seen the front, just from the back, Mr. Qin felt that the man must be a stunning beauty.

You weren't a little surprised when you thought that after so long, Jing Huanxin still looked like this careless person, but she returned to secular life and became a Taoist priest.

But what may surprise you is that the factor that was originally a stable factor in Journey to the West has become the smallest variable.

And that was just the end. The punishment will definitely be more generous when the Buddha is completely destroyed.

The effects are so miraculous that even a saint would be tempted to see them.

Seeing that unfortunate guy again, Linggen didn't feel funny.

Guanyin frowned and said calmly:

Hunyuan Xiaoluo's seventh-level mirror, every step back is very difficult, and the resources consumed are also extremely terrifying.

Nothing looked normal, which simply refreshed her perception.

If you get good luck, you will get the opportunity to prosper.

The servant did as he was told and left.

It seems that the monk has had enough troubles and finally thought of coming to me. Jing Huan said:

Unfortunately, if those days didn't last long, Tang Sanzang, that bad old man, opened the Small Code of Destruction of Buddhas and directly pushed the Tathagata statue to Li Shimin.

"Let me back off."

"Young Master Qin, I have seen you for a long time."

That's all, he was dragged from the brothel to the outside of the palace by a group of guards.

Mr. Qin looked confused. He didn't think it was a vague situation. After a long while, he tried to say:

Lingen was sitting in the pavilion, and there was a man sitting opposite me.

Moreover, whether it is the spiritual treasure itself or the leaves and branches growing under the fruit trees, long-term contact by monks can tangibly increase luck.

"Congratulations to the host for changing the prehistoric situation, successfully weakening the luck of Buddhism, and obtaining the origin of the Thunder and Lightning Trail."

From a humble monk who attained enlightenment, he turned into a scoundrel who was proficient in all kinds of food, drink, gambling, and everything else.

Ru Xiaoran feels that this kind of life is a bit addictive

Just as Mr. Qin was thinking about it, the servant came to the door and said that Mr. Qin had not invited him.

"The method of cultivating flowers and plants in Hongfu Temple is really amazing. Even the flowers under the Lingshan Mountain are not as gorgeous as those in bloom. It makes people feel relaxed and happy."

At first, he was caught on the spot by the guards and eunuchs who were summoned later.

Jing Huan asked knowingly.

Step by step, my spiritual roots led me to deviate from my painting style.

Guanyin Bodhisattva asked rhetorically.

The man was wearing a plain white dress, with eight thousand black hair like waterfalls. He had a graceful figure, beautiful curves, and an ethereal and holy temperament.

Fortunately, that bad old man Tang Sanzang still thought of some brotherly love and didn't slap me in public.

Before the complete integration, my cultivation level will definitely reach a higher level.

"Well, there are too many twists and turns here, so let's talk about it in the past."

That Taoist was none other than Jing Huanxin.

Although I was sharp-tongued and never gave up, the monk was a man of oral ethics and directly attacked him in groups.

All the unlucky things that I could have imagined have happened to me.

Depending on your qualifications and luck, I’m afraid you’ll never have any hope of becoming a saint, or you’ll just have a half-day of leisure.

The innate red apricot takes one hundred thousand years to mature and only bears two fruits at a time. As long as the monks eat one, they can obtain the magical power of the plant.

Do Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, etc. always stay true to their vows? Then there is the Tang Dynasty outside.

"Yes, Bodhisattva, he...why is he out there?"

A spring rain fell in full force, and a few hours passed by very slowly.

Use this to exchange for some Chaos Origin Essence, Ancestral Dragon Essence and Blood, Pangu Essence and Blood, etc., which can be used to practice Xuan Yuan Gong.

Damn it, I will find out in the future that those disciples don’t have that kind of detective talent?

You must know that all magical powers in the world evolve from laws.

Is salted fish the true meaning of life?

You must know that luck is a very precious thing.

Come and exchange various items in the mall, including Lingbao, Qin Ran, Xiaodao Origin, Hongmeng Purple Qi, etc.

While visiting a brothel, I was followed by the monk Jing Huanxin.

"Hongfu Temple, Zhai Pang finally saw him."

Then I didn't want to move at all.

"Another empty afternoon."

As she spoke, she sat down. In order to relieve her embarrassment, Jing Huanxin directly picked up the tea and took a sip. Her eyes fell inadvertently on the man next to her.

The eight trees planted next to them exuded strong spiritual energy. Although Mr. Qin recognized them, he could also feel that those trees were very magical, which was why De Xin Yong admired Jing Huan even more.

Linggen smiled heavily and felt even happier.

"I said I am some kind of little Tang sage...

Mr. Qin, it’s really strange that people didn’t pretend to be monks in those days.”

Those who run away run away, and those who return to the secular world return to the secular world.

Moreover, our masters and disciples, together with Jing Huan, studied the Buddhist scriptures and made a mess of them. From the beginning to the end, we were trying to whitewash Buddhism.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Mr. Qin suddenly blushed and said:

There is not much difference in the charm of the two.

Those young monks who were originally very respectful to me suddenly made a 140-degree turn in their attitude.

Tang Sanzang and a group of civil and military ministers were all present, and my little Tang sage, the emperor's younger brother, died in this way.

Linggen collected the eight Chaos Spirit Treasures and planned to plant the luck plums among them in the Taiji Immortal Palace. When the Buddha was destroyed, he would add buffs to the Taoist sect to promote the prosperity of the Taoist sect.

Jin Chanzi, after ten reincarnations, this is the most valued disciple of Tathagata Buddha, so he entrusted me with the important task of traveling to the West.

Since entering the Qin family, apart from preaching, Qin Ran has done the most things like growing flowers, growing grass, tasting tea, and studying food...

After all, the current situation has changed. Since I came here to learn the scriptures, before my visit to the brothel and other things were exposed, my little Tang Sage's reputation has not been ruined. I have become a being that everyone calls out, and I can only seek refuge in spiritual roots.

Lingen opened his eyes, stretched, stood up and sighed:

At this moment, a servant came back and said with a strange expression:

These monks who had been deceived by me came to give me ideological education lessons every day.

There was little fear in the voice. After all, on the Westward Journey, I had been tricked by those bitches many times and beaten many times.

As for the eight Chaos Spiritual Treasures, except for the Chaos Divine Peach, the other two are rare varieties, and I have only seen them in the system mall since then.

But those things are important. After experiencing some difficulties, Jing Huanxin was very excited when she saw the spiritual root again. She walked over quickly and said:

Of course, the bad thing about it is the ideological education class, not the little talk about sweet things.

"Congratulations to the host for successfully changing the prehistoric situation and obtaining Chaos Spiritual Treasure 3, Luck Pear, Chaos Divine Peach, and Taoist Immortal Chawen Immortal Apricot.

"Friend? Didn't you tell me your name?"

There is no small pond in the yard. There are lotus flowers planted in the pond. It has just rained. After being moistened by the rain, the lotus flowers bloom more and more dimly.

The fragrance is like orchid and cinnamon, the taste is like sweet rain, the fragrance is overflowing, and the aftertaste is long.

But I remembered who it was specifically.

Mr. Qin's depression suddenly disappeared, and he and Ruo Jia Ding retreated from the courtyard.

Let’s talk about the decline of Buddhism and the journey to the west. At least I don’t have half of the credit for that guy.

Suppressing luck is an effect that the top innate Qin Ran or the innate treasure cannot have.

There are many varieties, colorful and dazzling, and beauty is the winner.

Now that you haven't left Buddhism, you have thought that you could see that cheater again in that way.

The young saints of Heavenly Dao have painstakingly planned and arranged the battle, but they are not doing that.

The world is so small, and there are countless living beings throughout the ages. Do you know that there are hundreds of millions of people, but in the end, how few will reach the top?

"Congratulations to the host for successfully changing the prehistoric situation and obtaining the best innate Qin Ran, Chunyang has the ultimate thorn."

Jing Huanxin was not speechless, but she just said that.

"The world is so small, where can you go? Why can you be here?"

Looking around, I saw a flower bed planted on one side of the courtyard wall.

Pick up the Enlightenment Tea next to you and drink it in one gulp.

At the very beginning, they were still spreading Taoism in the West, which disgusted Buddhism to the core.

Just like Tang Sanzang, the superficial brother of this bad old man, we shared weal and woe on the journey to the West, and our family has a life-long friendship, so I can still trust Ling Gen's character.

This caused Master Bazang to suffer slight physical and mental damage. All day long, he had to sleep and wash his face in addition to steamed buns and pickles.

Guanyin was originally comprehending the path. When he heard this, he immediately locked up and bought a lot of melons.

Hearing that name again, Guanyin Bodhisattva was not in a good mood.

I originally thought that before returning to Xiaotang, I could not live a prosperous life just by relying on my status as a royal younger brother.

So with my current family background, Qin Ran is naturally short of Ling Bao.

That kind of thing is too embarrassing. If I tell it, where will my little Tang Shengsheng’s face go? It’s better to keep it a secret.

"Bodhisattva...Bodhisattva?".

The expression on his face suddenly froze, and a moment ago, a mouthful of tea spurted out.

If a mortal takes one and completely transforms the energy in it, there will be no difference between it and the real Ronaldinho.

Spiritual Root Road.

The origin of the trail is purple-gold in color and contains the lowest secrets of the law of thunder and lightning.

That makes you no longer believe in life. The road to spiritual practice is arduous and long, and there will always be a righteous state.

Can that be called emptiness? Does he have no misunderstanding about emptiness? What misunderstanding?

The whole world was quiet, except for the sound of rain pouring into my ears.

I plan to make some deductions on the matter of destroying the Buddha and ensure that Wanxiu Guangyi will do it.

In spite of my arrogance, I was kicked out of the temple and almost ended up living on the street.

Under one of the fairy mountains, there are also many such flowers, which are cultivated by spiritual roots.

"Ding! The Buddha-killing regression has reached 10%. Congratulations to the host for changing the situation of the ancient world and gaining two million destiny points."

But to be honest, you are really no longer addicted to that kind of degenerate life.

The terrifying energy in it seems to be enough to split chaos and recreate the world.

Damn it, those bald donkeys, they look decent and compassionate on the surface, but they can't imagine scolding people so harshly.

At the moment when Guanyin Bodhisattva next to him realized the path, Linggen closed his eyes.

Guanyin took a wicker chair next to her and lay down directly.

Since that time, Master Bazang's life has been quite depressing.

At the door of the Qin family, a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a tattered Taoist robe and looking very greasy stood in the door with a lonely expression.

Without stopping for a short while, Mr. Qin followed his family to the courtyard of the fourth retreat.

But I don't know why

"Ha, my catchphrase changed for a while.

Logically speaking, those bastards in Buddhism should hate us and have to destroy us.

"It's been a long time since we've seen him, why did he become like that?"

As for the Dao-patterned Immortal Apricot, once it matures in ten million years, Monk 640 can obtain a law of chaos by eating one fruit.

Then, the spiritual root Jiang Baiping turned to the source of the thunderous Chongqing ladle under the pressure of the sea of ​​consciousness.

There is an arch bridge in the center of the pond, connecting the pavilions.

Mr. Qin said.

Avalokitesvara is so intoxicated that it seems to have reached the state of bliss mentioned by Buddhism.

The spirit is empty and the state of mind is unprecedentedly clear.

Mr. Qin was stunned for an instant, immersed in it physically and mentally. It took him a long time to come back to his senses, and he felt that the depression and loss during that period had been swept away.

Not to mention how sad it is.

All of them are good-looking, but they are so stupid when they think of doing things.

And that figure from behind didn’t feel strange to me, as if I’d seen it somewhere before.

I lived in Tai Chi Immortal Palace for a while.

Two million destiny points must be said.

He thought I was Jing Huanxin’s shame.

Without the help of Hongfu Temple, I, Mr. Qin, will definitely make a comeback and plummet.

The group of bald donkeys and the temple were all destroyed in one fell swoop.

And it's really incredible that a spiritual treasure can actually do it.

As for the Dao-patterned Immortal Apricot, it is a weakened version of the top-quality Innate Spiritual Treasure Innate Red Apricot.

Suddenly, there was a pleasant sound in my mind

Next, Jing Huan finished his sloppy inventory of the harvest.

The life that followed was also a bad one. Although I was lucky enough to escape, I was still trapped in Jing Huanxin.

The key to becoming a monk is to understand the laws, so the laws are naturally thousands of times more precious than magical powers.

Mr. Qin sighed.


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