The whole prehistoric world knows that Mozu is getting a divorce

Shocked by the fact that he is a scumbag, in the next few days, Zhunti was very friendly to his peacock Daming King Bodhisattva.Even though Kong Xuan always had a cold face when he saw him, occasionally exuding a murderous look, but Zhunti ignored him, thinking about how to liberate Kong Xuan.

As his confidant, Guan Yin's face changed slightly when he heard his thoughts.

"Buddha, the Peacock Daming King Bodhisattva is powerful and has evil thoughts in his heart. If he is not suppressed by Buddhism, once he is released, he will bring disaster to the world."

She said more implicitly: "My ancestor, Kong Xuan is too powerful. He was able to resist the power of saints during the Great Tribulation of the Conferred Gods List. He is actually No. 1 under the saints. Moreover, Kong Xuan hates Buddhism very much. If he is released casually, he will turn his head against him." Buddhist people.

Although Zhunti didn't know about the list of gods, he was concerned about Kong Xuan's aptitude. He was a little guy whose cultivation level could catch up with his own.

but--

Zhunti said firmly: "I have made up my mind, Avalokitesvara."

The Bodhisattva in white gave a "here" and did not advise the saint again.

No matter how strong Kong Xuan is, he can only show his power when the saint is not in the world. The Buddha decided to release Kong Xuan. These Bodhisattvas and Buddhas can only release their goodwill as much as possible.

As a result, Kong Xuan was unrepressed and released from Mahayana Buddhism in a daze.

Immediately afterwards, his rare brother, the golden-winged roc eagle, also left Buddhism. Both of them looked dazed, and they were still wearing monk's clothes.

The two who had long been homeless just stood there blankly.

Inexplicably pitiful.

The Immortal World, which was supposed to be arrogant, became a powerful person in a famous town, but one was suppressed and taken away by Zhunti in the Great Tribulation of the Conferred Gods List, and the other lived in no fixed place, occupied the mountain as a demon, and was finally caught by a Buddhist bald donkey Be a gatekeeper.

They are no weaker than Di Jun and Tai Yi during the Lich Tribulation period. At that time, even saints had to be polite to the Lich clan, but...it was not the right time.

Not long after, Luo Hu's figure appeared in front of them.

He watched Kong Xuan and Garuda's grown-up appearances for a while, and then he flicked his sleeves, and the two disappeared in front of him like phantoms.

"I will not let my apprentice fall into such a fate."

In the dream world, the disappearance of Kong Xuan and Jialou Luo was regarded by everyone as "retirement". This ending disappointed many people.But on the contrary, the tense atmosphere in Buddhism disappeared, and everyone was relieved. They were really afraid of the Peacock Daming King Bodhisattva. If the saints did not suppress it, that Bodhisattva alone could slaughter all the people who did not realize the three corpses.

Zhunti seemed to let go of a heartache and stopped thinking about Garuda and Kong Xuan. Then, he was caught off guard by a piece of unexpected news.

The Master of Tongtian Sect held a sharp sword and asked him to "discuss the Tao" outside Mahayana Buddhism.

Not to mention those who know the truth, even those who don't know the truth stand up, thinking that there is someone who is holding a sword to discuss the Tao!

Zhunti smiled and was about to go out, and the bodhisattvas begged immediately, "Buddha, you can't go out at this time, the leader of Jiejiao hates you to the bone, and probably came here to trouble you with the Four Swords of Zhuxian."

Zhunti had a headache when he heard the front, thinking that there was another enemy, but when he heard the back—he muttered foolishly: "The Four Swords of Jade Immortal? Has all the sword array of Jade Immortal come into his hands?"

the answer is.

According to the Bodhisattva, the masters of the Four Swords of Jade Immortals, including the diagram of Jade Immortal Sword Formation, are all the leaders of Jiejiao. They don’t know what Rahu and Demon Ancestor are. Better.

With a sad face, Zhunti ran away from the back door of Mahayana Buddhism.

Face or life at this time?

He chooses the latter.

At the front door, it took a while for Tongtian, who realized that Zhunti was not in Buddhism, to burst into anger, "Where did that guy go!"

The guards at the door were full of bitterness, but their faces were full of flattery and friendliness, "Sage Tongtian, where the Buddha is, we can't guess, master saint, let's go back."

Tong Tian came with anger, and left with even greater anger. The sword energy almost lingered in the sky above Mahayana Buddhism for three days and never dissipated.

The monks practicing here were not surprised, they bowed their heads and knocked on their own wooden fish.

For the rise of Buddhism, the two Western sages have long offended the Taoists.Fortunately, the interception teaching was basically emptied, and the vitality of explaining the teaching was greatly damaged, and Lao Tzu didn't ask about world affairs, so there was only one disciple of Master Xuandu under his sect, and that disciple stayed in the Taiqing Palace without leaving home, so Buddhist believers in the middle land , still don't have to worry about being covered with a sack.

Zhunti, who was in refuge, turned into an ordinary monk, walking in the world of immortals with a sad face.He never knew that Honghuang would be smashed to pieces, Buzhou Mountain would collapse, and he was as tyrannical as the Lich Clan, and he would become the victim of the second calamity just like the dragon and phoenix catastrophe.

All of this, real and unreal, made him feel chills in his heart.

this is not a dream...

If this is all a dream, then this dream is terrible.

Zhunti came to the place where Buzhou Mountain used to be, and saw the mountain that no longer existed.The events of the prehistoric period, in the eyes of the people in the immortal world, have been myths and legends, and everyone passed it on from mouth to mouth, telling what happened that year.

He didn't hear the name of Daozu, Luo Hu, or Yang Mei.Those top existences in his impression seem to be hidden, only a few people know about them.

Walking on the road, looking at the bustling street, Zhunti stopped slowly and leaned against the wall.

There are people coming and going on the street, shouting constantly.

The monks of the earth fairy world occasionally walked among them, buying the panacea they needed.And the children from rich families who can't practice and are just ordinary people stop in nearby teahouses and taverns. Everyone has their own way of life, just like scenes of different lives.

Compared with them, Zhunti, who has already detached, feels desolate.

He felt like he had nothing...

Zhunti sat on the ground involuntarily, meditating with his eyes down in the dusty place, the ragged clothes on his body seemed to be even more ripped.

In a two-story restaurant next to it, Luo Hu sat by the window, looking out with his chin in his hands, "The scenes produced are quite realistic, and it's worth my time to think about costume dramas."

Of course he has never experienced the ancient times, nor has he seen the world of comprehension, but he has watched TV dramas!Based on this alone, Luo Hu could reproduce the scene of a large-scale costume drama. If someone who understands Hanfu is here, they will probably find it twitching - what the hell is this!Some messy clothes are here!

Picking up the wine glass, he took a sip, "Zhunti's pose is really good."

After whispering, Luo Hu moved his mind slightly and forcibly inserted a story.

Soon something happened below the restaurant.

Someone threw a copper coin in front of Zhunti, and the crisp sound of money not only slowed down the pedestrians on the road, but also made Zhunti, who was distracted, look up.

He saw a rich boy.

The other party was followed by a well-trained servant, who was obviously from a great family.

Seeing that the monk didn't pick it up for a long time, the rich boy frowned, "Isn't there enough copper coins? Monks are so greedy for money these days." After finishing speaking, he threw another gold ingot, raised his jaw, and said triumphantly, "This is a gold ingot." That's enough for a while, I don't think you need to fast for a few days."

Zhunti's eyes were dull, watching the other party walk away.

For the first time in my life...

Received...money from...begging...

Facing the gleaming gold ingot on the ground, Zhunti wanted to cry, feeling that this gold ingot was more terrifying than any ghosts and ghosts, "I really didn't beg!"

Holding the gold, he burst into tears, feeling that he was abandoned by the whole world.

However, no one believed this sentence.

Luo Hu laughed happily, thinking that if Zhunti wasted his time like this, he would arrange for more people to come and throw money, so that Zhunti would make a lot of money!

Under Luo Hu's deep malice, Zhunti didn't dare to stop by the side of the road, and quickly went to find the rich man, intending to return the gold ingot.But this matter was arranged by Luo Hu, how could Zhunti, who was in the middle of the play, find someone who was forcibly arranged by the director.

In the end, Zhunti could only grit his teeth and think that some powerful person from the earthly fairy world recognized his identity and deliberately teased him with gold ingots.

Is he so annoying!

On the way back, Zhunti let out the aura of his body sullenly, attracting purple air to the east, and the sky was extremely spectacular.His depression was dissipated by this sudden vision, and he was both proud and sad for his future self.

He has strength, identity, and status.

Other than that, he has nothing. Buddhist disciples respect him, ordinary people fear and respect him, and monks in the immortal world worship him...

However, the acquaintances I knew hated him, blamed him, and ignored him.

Zhunti's eyes were sour, "Why am I such a failure in life?"

He doesn't want this future at all!

Before he realized the power of the saint, Zhunti first realized at this moment that the saint had lost something. This thing was extremely precious to him who was not sanctified, but to the saint, it was just a superfluous thing that could be discarded at will. things.

That is - feelings.

Zhunti returned to Mahayana Buddhism, looking at the golden lotus of merit and virtue that shone even brighter than gold ingots.

He suddenly felt sad and couldn't find the meaning of his life. "In my life, if I continue to practice Taoism, what can I pursue?"

He waved away the lotus stand and sat on the cold ground.

Exquisite and beautiful congenital treasures are like the flashy gold and silver in the world. When you don't need it, it is worthless.

Zhunti's roar in his own palace slightly touched the onlooker's Rahu.

Rahu stood in the void, listening to his words of panic.

gradually--

Luo Hu heard Zhunti's cry.

The Buddha of Mahayana Buddhism is crying, and it is raining all over the western world.

A few months later, Zhunti recovered from his lifeless state.As if he had seized a chance, he said to himself, "God, with all my power, can I reverse time and space, modify history, and make the world start all over again..."

Luo Hu smiled, and replied like a god.

"can."

One more time, can you catch it all?

This seat will wait and see.

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