Chapter 950: Riding a Boat Alone, Creating Waves by Myself.

Dust returns to dust, and the soil returns to the soil.

Xiangyun is reunited, and the boat will do again.

Between the world of heaven and earth, there was no nirvana golden palm, and Xu Xuyin disappeared.

A moving ground was shocking, and the sun rose as usual.

In the Fulong Temple, the frightened bird plates rotated for several circles, gathered wings, and settled down the roof.

Wow.

The water flipped, the net pocket flipped, the dead fish with a white belly slipped, and the fish skin was stuck to the rock surface.

The monks fishing fish, moving the ponds moving the pond stone, and rebuilding the Lake Lake. The Gao Di of the major sects had nothing to do with it, and also joined it. The cracking stone bricks around them were cleaned up and the heat was hot.

Many huts in the temple are not high, so that the water is flooded, they need to take it out to dry.

In terms of performance alone, there is a bit of the atmosphere that makes people attack the Buddha's treasure land.

Outside the Fulong Temple, thousands of believers visually seemed to enter the void. If they were lost, although they were very reluctant, they still did not want to leave. The nine Buddhas are true, and even the corner of the big day.

"Oh!"

Birds are low.

As the Nirvana disappeared, the corner that rare people paid attention to, and another battle also fell.

The river was rippled, and the blood was mixed with blood in the foam.

A water mood full of alopecia areata, and the purple -swollen water consumers drilled out of the river. It pant with two mouths of breath, shook her head and shaking her hair, turned her head and stretched their claws.

It was another water mouse, and its face had a long scar.

The alopecia areata consumes the feet of the scarred face water, dragged it towards the floating storm, stunned with a smooth hair and mud, and exploded into hedgehogs, covered with soil and grassy, ​​and left water.

In front of the Fulong Temple, the crowd was shocked, and he stepped up unconsciously.

"How long have you played?"

"From the end of the golden Buddha to the end!"

"Strangely, three days and two nights?"

"This, the war to the universe flood, the avenue was worn out —— ·

"Listen too much for you."

This is a young man looking for music.

"The perseverance of your perseverance of martial arts on weekdays, even Xingyi Bo's family can not be comparable!"

This is the elder who hates iron and steel in the martial arts.

During the discussion, the exhausted otter's ears, the waist rods became quite straightforward, like a victorious general, a few rays of brown hair on the head gradually dried, swaying with the wind, facing 30,000 floating air, it resolutely embarked on.

Oh!

There was a loud noise.

——,, 咚 ——.

The sullen sound is endless.

The otter opened the scar face. Each of the steps, the back of the scar face bumped with the stone steps and made a noise.

The crowd admires.

"It deserves Xingyi Bo, people have the heart of fighting, and the mouse raised is also fierce!"

"What kind of mouse is the river otter." Lige pointed correctly.

"It seems to be called otter?"

"Yes, otter open!"

Two water mouse, one horizontal and vertical, went to Xuankong Temple.

"Hahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Cigarettes, scattered sunlight.

Slap.

A bloody nose bubble appeared in the nose and exploded.

To practice, it is not necessary to sleep on weekdays. When sleeping is exhausted, it is irreplaceable cheap medicine and treasure medicine to improve the efficiency of practice.

On the bed of Luohan, the "Ninth Buddha" slept smoothly, and from time to time, he scratched the healing and itchy flesh from time to time, turned over, and continued to sleep.

Sitting on his knees, the whole body is overflowing with blue light, shrouded in the canal, and the invisible power makes the bone correction in the body restore.

The pharmacist Buddha, healing all pain and dispeling all disasters.

It is a troublesome thing that ordinary people have been hit with this severe damage and bone correction is not crooked, but there are pharmacist Buddhas,

Everything is moved towards the "perfect" state that should have been, no additional care.

There is only one point.

The remaining martial arts will be located in a high mountain, obstructing cure. Fortunately, Liang Qu has a heart fire, constantly eaten this rootless wood, passive water, stable and good. Essence

"It's amazing."

Sighing.

The master of the master can eat martial arts will!

It is not easy to be mentally.

Even Mo said that Wu Sheng is the will of ordinary masters, and there is no good medicine. Basically, there is no solution. You can only relieve it as much as possible.

There is this mysterious heart, not to talk about the blessing of martial arts.

In the future, mental attacks and even ordinary illusions, Liang Qu may see nothing, and the breeze will be blown.

"Human heart, mystery is endless--"

"Master Huaikong." Long Binglin thanked him. "The talent stepped out of the six demon trials and still couldn't rest."

"I have a pharmacist and Buddha. I am also recovering. I don't feel tired, but I become more energetic."

Xu Zisai put down the hot water basin and was curious.

"What does the little master mean? Use the pharmacist Buddha, don't consume the spirit? If so, where does the source of this power come from?

Huaikong laughed: "I won't go out out of thin air. This is the advantage of the ritual.

But go to the surrounding mountains and see me, look at my Yungang Grass Grottoes? "

"Tong Datong House, busy back and forth, not yet empty." Yang Dongxiong shook his head.

"It is a pity that the cave in the mountains is really beautiful. When the Liang Shizhu wakes up, the little monk is willing to lead the leader to see the leader of Yungang."

Everyone thanks.

Continue to say.

"The so -called non -resident nirvana is like the vast mountains. Ask the Buddha, that is, to stick the stone wall on the mountain, and carve a Buddha with mountain rocks.

Ordinary people use iron spikes and stone hammers, but we use the willpower of millions of believers. As for what Buddha looks like and what effect it has, we first look at the means of the person who invites the Buddha, and secondly, the nature of the willpower.

For example, in the eyes of believers, Medicine Buddha is the one who cures diseases and disasters, and saves people from suffering and distress. So is the willpower they gather. This willpower is like a tide, which will lift the Buddha boat and send it to the sea of ​​​​saving people from suffering and distress.

Among them, the person who invites the Buddha is the boat master and fire chief of the Buddha boat, and the rest of the great virtues are the helmsman, the helmsman, the helmsman, the helmsman, and the helmsman. To invite a real Medicine Buddha, you need to cooperate with each other, with a peaceful person who invites the Buddha and a kind helmsman, who can ride on the willpower of sentient beings together.

Although this is very disrespectful, if the master, Vajra Mingwang, becomes a boat master in the future, Medicine Buddha must not be invited. If he is invited, the effect will be greatly reduced. On the contrary, many powerful Dharma protectors are very suitable. "

"I see. ”

Everyone grew up between the Yangtze River and the Huai River, and boats were the most common. A few simple metaphors were easy to understand and suddenly enlightened.

“The Buddha is to pass the six demon trials, and to obtain the protection of the rituals by being favored by one of the Buddhas carved on the grottoes.

The rituals of Buddha, Bodhisattva, and Arhat are set. We are favored and use our own Buddhas to cross the infinite worlds and consume the power of the Buddhas on the grottoes.

The power of the will is like the sea, inexhaustible and inexhaustible, and the only limiting factor is whether one can bear it. ”

Xu Zishuai thought about it and suddenly realized a fact.

A terrifying fact that he had never experienced because he did not understand it before.

“Then didn’t Ah Shui invite the Buddha for himself, and he invited the Buddha himself?”

“Master is the boat master of Fighting Buddha? "Guan Congjian took it for granted.

A golden ape popped out of Master Huo Chang Huaikong's mind, and he thought of the Buddhist scriptures he had read.

A moment of silence.

"Donor Liang is quite special. He seems to be the one who makes the waves and the other one who rides the boat———