"In recent years, a public case has been widely circulated, and no ancient books of all dynasties have been recorded."

"However, great scholars and famous scholars from all walks of life are mentioned in their chats and gifts."

"It's like after a spring rain that has no reason, thousands of bamboo shoots burst out from the ground at the same time, and they all emerged."

"Are you surprised?"

The young monk was inlaid with a statue of a palm-sized Buddha in the back of his head, and he was slowly speaking to the air.

The edge of the clouds shows the appearance of gold threads, and the graceful singing voice is faintly heard

He murmured to Yunxiao, as if he was talking to himself.

Looking further forward, the vast plains seemed to suddenly have an additional track, extending from the end of the horizon and leading straight to the horizon.

The ground of the track was dark, as if all colors were sucked away, leaving only lifelessness.

The ancient Yin Jian Dao, no matter when and from what angle, has a breathtaking and strange magic.

The skinned ghosts slaughtered and killed, and even chickens, dogs and livestock were swallowed up.

"The journey west is long, and we will reach the land of Buddhism, the birthplace of Buddhism."

"Your Buddhism is still not like an abyss, and you can enter."

"What's the name? I'll cut down the tree tomorrow and let those night owls scream."

The sound of chanting scriptures came along the wind, and small pieces of white patterns sneaked into Hangu Pass.

"Please surrender to the Buddha."

However, in that team of skinning ghosts, the special skinning ghosts were already wearing ten stacks of swords, and the leader team was holding hundreds of stacks of swords.

The stenchy smell condensed into clouds and could not linger in the sky.

"The Li Tang royal family was born in Hu, but they cling to their descendants and put gilds on their faces, saying what is my predecessor."

This situation is the deserving hell on earth.

The city wall is only a thin layer, and there is no road inside and outside, and it is beacon for soldiers to walk, rest and stay.

"The Later Dynasty, the Later Dynasty, the Later Dynasty, has destroyed the Buddhist tribulation again and again. Is it still a little bit to wake us up?"

Footsteps sounded, and from the end of the track, gradually approaching the dark crowd.

Classified by grade, there are ten stacks of knives, hundreds of stacks of knives, thousands of stacks of knives, and even ten thousand stacks of knives. Reading books

Later, the Yin Bing Ancient Road was slaughtered, and more than a hundred villages and towns were destroyed. The scene behind the eyes was a microcosm.

The Maitreya messenger stood up, wiped the tears in the corners of his eyes, and his expression restored to the warmth, coolness and affection.

"This is... Buddha is the way."

"It is not our conspiracy to defame Buddhism and promote Taoism by using Lao Tzu's legend of transforming Buddha."

"You secretly circulate the Buddha, killing animals and protecting the way. As the saying goes, if you go to hell, who will go to hell?"

Those white ripples, like duckweed in the water, gathered and dispersed again, but were there too little damage?

I misread the eyes after rubbing them, but the fire broke open.

The soldier on the night twirled the brazier and suddenly his eyes dazzled, why did the fire break open?

The skinned ghost slashed with a knife, and the pedestrians who dodged just in time fell into a pool of blood and were immediately eaten up.

In the blink of an eye, there were only pieces of blood-soaked fragments left on the ground of the brazier, which still emitted air conditioning. It was exaggerated to say that the elite soldiers and horses on King Garula were gathered in the eight thousand soldiers.

Every household was trembling with fear when they were closed.

However, the soldiers' fingers, palms, arms, and torso were not yet felt.

Behind is a small town, with about tens of thousands of people living there, and it is also shrouded in it.

"There are few difficulties in the world. They are in the sea of ​​suffering, and sometimes they are struggling in disasters."

The lacquered Buddha statue inlaid with the forebrain immediately opened its eyes, and the eyes seemed to be hiding the daytime.

The originally prosperous town finally turned into a scorched earth, with half a living creature.

A skinning ghost was holding a stacked steel knife in his hand, and mucus kept flowing all over his body, leaving behind burnt footprints.

"I have used the following supernatural powers to enlighten me, so that the eternal legend of turning Hu into Buddha disappeared."

It was known that after a while, the fire had burned to the end.

"The world is rushing to the flames and rushing to hold its stinky feet, as few as crucian carp trees crossing the river."

The residents in the town have not yet discovered that it is right. The storm and clouds cover the seven weeks, and have not left the area for a long time.

The scriptures ring, and the surrounding air ends with white patterns, which are shaped like fog, floating, passing through the woods and plants.

The white patterns suddenly expanded, and the flames split into pieces and dissipated under the brazier.

"As you go to hell, why can the creatures in the world go to hell together?"

The skinned ghost general under the horse's back showed his white teeth and raised his arm and waved it.

"Today I say that I am a Buddha, and tomorrow I dare to say that the Buddha is the reincarnation of the Taoist boy in Laojun's hand, and he is murderous every step!"

"There are some rumor, but it is also circulated in a bad way."

"Who can be tolerated by Taoism and suppress your Buddhism?"

I was so crazy that I made a finger and the fire shone after a poke.

"That case is called... Laozi Hua Hu."

The skinned ghost cuts the woman with one knife, provokes the baby with one shot, and chews the flesh and blood in his mouth.

The orange flames showed white cracks on the surface, as if they were broken porcelain, and they would fall apart as soon as they touched them.

I looked at the sky and said, "Princess Gala, it's not Hangu Pass behind me, you can take the lead."

The young monk also felt the Maitreya envoy and looked at the back of the ancient path of the Yin soldiers.

The stacked steel knife is the best in the ordnance and is formed by folding and forging.

The Maitreya envoy knelt towards the town, his eyes as tears as rain.

"For your Buddhist small cause, please die and feel at ease."

It was already late at night, and the lights in the Hangu Pass were lit, and a few soldiers on the night were still sleeping.

The captain who had not yet ridden a skinned wicked horse came, holding down a thousand stacks of swords, and the sword light flashed coldly.

After staring at me for a long time, my body, mind, soul and soul are sucked in and will never be reborn.

In ordinary army, it is already amazing that elites at the level of the team can have a ten-stack sword, not to mention the hundreds of stacks of steel knives, which are enough to pass on the family. The capital of the fierce generals is regarded as a treasure.

A white line rose from the back of the team, and the skinned ghosts showed their blades and walked towards the town silently.

The white army followed the ancient Yinjian Road, like a train on railroad tracks, chaotic and unscheduled, as tolerant as a machine.

The Maitreya Envoy went back step by step, with white patterns following like shadows, always surrounding the body.

The graceful singing of the clouds above my head is singing. As the background music of the slaughter, Gerry is sacred and ethereal.

"According to legend, I left eight thousand words before I suddenly realized, rode a green ox out of Hangu Pass and went west."

"Who is I, the ancestor of Taoism's joint recommendation."

When the Maitreya envoy spoke, he cried softly in the back, and fire rose, and the entire town was shrouded in killing.

However, the skinned ghosts broke into the door, and they were divided into young, strong and strong, and they could catch them and bite them.

Candlelight fell to the ground, straw burned wither, and houses were shrouded in thick smoke.

"The monks of Ming Dynasty are brave and always want to tolerate for a while and wait for the opportunity to revive."

The young monk took out an ebony fish from his cuff and knocked it while walking.

The Maitreya Envoy looked down at the town where the sea of ​​blood and fire intertwined.

"But I forgot about the things in the world. If he goes further, he will take ten steps back until he has something to do."

In the night, there are traces of white patterns, which are difficult to distinguish for a while.

Before the silence of the day passed, Hangu Pass fell into silence, and there were often a few night owls crying.
Chapter completed!