Three hundred and thirtieth chapters do not shave beard
Xin Xiaoqi looked at the panicked fake Arhat, raised his axe, and shouted angrily: "Suffer death!"
The fake Arhat held out a bead in the air, and saw the bead spinning slowly. It suddenly illuminated Xin Xiaoqi's eyes, and Xin Xiaoqi's eyes were completely white. Xin Xiaoqi silently said to himself: "Smoke bomb?"
But Xin Xiaoqi stood calmly on the spot, guarding carefully to prevent the fake Arhat from making a sneak attack.
Not even a moment later, I suddenly heard the fake Arhat scream in the distance.
When the smoke dissipated, Algernon was seen grabbing one of the fake Arhat's left legs, dragging the fake Arhat back toward Xin Xiaoqi.
Xue Simei stood on the left, looking at Xin Xiaoqi with beautiful eyes, while Sangzhu walked over with a gloomy face, carrying the Ahan sword that was still dripping blood.
Xin Xiaoqi looked at the fake Arhat who had lost his left arm, writhing on the ground in pain. Along the way, a large amount of blood dyed the knee-high weeds red.
The left arm wrapped in the red monk's robe was still on the same place, and the little finger was still shaking gently.
Xin Xiaoqi looked at the fake Arhat lying on the ground, and said in a hoarse voice: "I told you, they are around, if you don't believe it, oh, if you do this, you will bleed to death!"
Xue Simei said angrily: "You still pity him. We thought he was some kind of powerful character and even moved in groups. You are not bad. You fall asleep every night, but we still have to take turns to keep vigil!"
The fake Arhat looked at the few people, his face turned pale, and he begged in a low voice: "Sisters and brothers, please spare my life."
A few people hadn't spoken yet, but Xuesimei chuckled and said, "I'll spare you, but what do you have to redeem your life?"
The fake Arhat's eyes flashed, and he said eagerly: "Two thousand low-grade spiritual stones, I offer them with both hands, and I don't have the rest."
Algernon shook his round head and said: "Two thousand low-grade spiritual stones can be considered a small fortune, but it seems far from enough!" After saying that, he also raised the ax in his hand, which reflected the sunlight.
It happened to shine into the eyes of the fake Arhat, and the fake Arhat was immediately horrified.
The fake Arhat hurriedly said: "I have news here that you must want to know. It's about the Extraordinary Arhat."
Algernon and Xin Xiaoqi looked at each other. Xin Xiaoqi shook the fighting sword in his hand and said suspiciously: "You are a fake Arhat, how can you be related to an extraordinary Arhat?"
"Because this extraordinary Arhat is my master. Strictly speaking, he is my uncle." The fake Arhat said hurriedly.
Sangzhu shook his Ahan sword, placed it on the fake Arhat's neck, and said sternly: "If you continue to talk sweet talk, you don't need this neck."
"I'm not telling lies. Today, I have been hunting geese all day long and I was pecked blind by geese. This extraordinary Arhat is indeed my uncle."
"After my uncle reached the deification stage, he directly ascended to the Great World of Ultimate Bliss. In the Great World of Ultimate Bliss, he secretly came to Mount Sumeru and gave me pills and secrets to help me reach the stage of deification. However, my qualifications are somewhat lacking. Uncle
The elixir I was given was dense, but not enough."
"So, out of desperation, I used his old man's name to look for low-level monks and steal treasures and spiritual stones."
"I know you must also be looking for my injured uncle this time. I thought this mortal was the only one."
"Who knows, this mortal is not bad, and you are in the dark. However, looking for the injured uncle to get some benefits does not hinder our cooperation at all. I know where my uncle is!"
Xue Simei's beautiful, willow-leaf-like eyes looked at the fake Arhat, but she asked in disbelief: "We know so well whether what you said is true or false? Tell me, is your uncle here?"
Which area?"
The fake Arhat hurriedly said: "My uncle is on Qingfeng Mountain in the Pengchou Mountain Range. I can take you there."
After the fake arhat finished speaking, he hurriedly looked at several people. Sangzhu, Algernon, and Xuesimei all looked at Xin Xiaoqi. Xin Xiaoqi touched his nose speechlessly, and suddenly said in a hoarse voice: "Go to hell, uncle."
Then Fang Dou's sword shook, and with a flash of sword light, he actually chopped off the fake Arhat's head far away, and blood suddenly surged, almost spraying onto Xuesimei's body.
Xuesimei said angrily: "Hey, don't make my clothes dirty."
Xin Xiaoqi quickly showed an apologetic look, reached out and groped for a long time on the fake Arhat, and finally found the fake Arhat's Qiankun bag. However, Xin Xiaoqi's cultivation was not enough to break the restrictions on it, so Xin Xiaoqi handed over the Qiankun bag again.
Give mulberry beads.
The black-veiled Sangzhu rolled her almond-shaped eyes and was actually not interested in the Qiankun Bag. Xin Xiaoqi had no choice but to hand it to Xue Simei, who also looked down upon it. Xin Xiaoqi handed it to Algernon speechlessly.
Sangzhu said at this time: "Xin Xiaoqi, although your level is too low and your swordsmanship is not bad, there is something missing."
Xuesimei also nodded and said: "Your skills have a faint natural aura. I think you would be more impressive if you shaved off your beard."
Algernon chuckled and said: "He has a wife who is more beautiful than you elves and the Shura Saint. This wife's clone was killed by the Arhat in the Paradise World. Therefore, the great revenge has not been avenged, so he will not shave his beard."
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"Prettier than us?" Sang Zhu and Xu Simei kicked Xin Xiaoqi angrily at the same time.
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The Great World of Ultimate Bliss, I don’t know how big it is, seems to be a horizontal oval.
In the center of this oval is the Golden Palace of the Great World of Ultimate Bliss. The Golden Palace of the Great World of Ultimate Bliss has three thousand golden domes, symbolizing the Buddha of a thousand kalpas in the past, the Buddha of a thousand kalpas now, and the Buddha of a thousand kalpas in the future.
Thousand is the Buddhist theory of a thousand worlds.
Those who sit in charge of the Three Thousand Golden Palace are naturally Amitabha's Guiyin and Zhunti. Originally, Zhunti and Guiyin were in charge of the main hall of the Golden Palace, but now they are in a side hall in the east. On the right hand side of the side hall is a huge
of lakes.
The lake is full of dragon-transforming water filled with divine light. Legend has it that any animal in the world will transform into a divine dragon after bathing in it.
But no one knows what kind of dragon it transformed into. This lake is naturally the legendary Dragon Transformation Pond.
In the Hualong Pond, there are many sacred lotus leaves shining with divine light. Among the lotus leaves, no more and no less, three thousand white lotus flowers bloom. According to legend, the Buddha said that this flower is the world.
The long and narrow Hualong Pond almost crosses the east side of the entire Paradise World to the right of the side hall. Further east of the Hualong Pond is a tall mountain. On top of the mountain, there are shining golden lights, mantras, scriptures, and runes.
There are no other trees on this mountain, only bodhi trees one after another.
Each bodhi tree seems to be a reincarnation, or the reincarnation of a Buddha.
If a mortal walks under this tree, it is very likely that he will get lost. The dense bodhi leaves sway with the divine wind. There is also a Buddha who once said under this bodhi tree, one leaf, one bodhi. Of course, every bodhi has experienced it.
different paths of spiritual practice.
Deep in the Bodhi tree, a tall and majestic Bodhisattva, wearing a crown embroidered with a treasure vase, sat there quietly, closing his eyes and practicing. There was a brilliant light behind him, taking care of the Bodhi tree.
There is a sense of holiness and tranquility. It makes it difficult for people to think of weapons anymore.
Suddenly, in this peaceful Bodhi forest, a gray line flew in silently, passed in front of the Bodhisattva sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform, and moved towards the Bodhisattva, with dense mantras, scriptures, and runes attached to it.
, dive into it.
The Bodhisattva raised his eyes and glanced gently, with a faint smile on his lips. He was not nervous at all, but looked at the gray line relaxedly.
This gray line passed through a seal full of scriptures, Buddha's light, and as thick as the thirty-two heavens of Mount Sumeru, and came underground. In a large array underground, thousands of relics were floating. These thousands of relics,
The golden Buddha light burst out, and the white light illuminated by the blossoming Buddha lotus illuminated the entire formation.
In the middle of the formation, a figure full of domineering, ancient, and murderous intent sat quietly in it. I saw that this black figure had natural, delicate and slender eyebrows.
The slender eyebrows are like the tips of two young and vigorous grass blades. Under the sword-like eyebrows, there is a pair of big eyes, full of wildness and domineering.
A perfect arc, on the pink and white chin, a little round red lips are like the lotus leaves in the dragon pond, pure and unsullied from the mud, as holy as ever.
The tip of the straight and slender nose rests firmly on the dignified and holy face.
This woman, with wild and domineering eyes, looked at the gray line flying in the air, her face darkened, and she let out a long, slightly regretful sigh.
As soon as this gray line entered the woman's graceful black body, the woman's body suddenly shook. An incredible look appeared on the woman's face. She immediately looked at the gray line carefully and realized it carefully.