Soaring the Heavens

I thought that the past is like a smoke, but the heart is deep, the dust is stirring, and the past is vivid.

A enchanting Nanbo, making the Eight Precepts difficult to be self-sustaining, clasping their hands together in front of their chests, closing their eyes and whispering, seems to want to control their emotions as much as possible, but the more the demons suppress, the more the rebound, the more uncontrollably trembling, the trembling Little starlight.

"Ah!" The eight rings suddenly opened their arms, and they were extremely helpless in the face. They gave a painful roar in the sky, and the whole person instantly burst into countless stars.

Inside the treasure house, the stars are swimming around. For example, countless fireflies are flying, the light spots are gradually becoming loose, and eventually all disappear in the darkness. The eight rings in the treasure chest disappear without a trace...

The enchanting Nanbo naturally knows that the white lady has been seriously injured by her own heavy blow, and staring at the white lady’s gaze once again emerges.

If you can get this method, then if you can get this method, then the vast stars will shrink into inches, and the stars will move freely and freely. You will never have to travel long distances through the star gates. This magical Dafa is the real Supreme Fa-rectification. Let him not be tempted. In fact, to the point where he is today, ordinary practice methods are hard to attract his interest.

With his ability, as long as the white lady falls on his hand, he naturally has the means to dig out the method in the white lady's mind.

Seeing the white woman's serious injury is afraid that it is difficult to resist, and it is like taking a sac to take things. The enchanting Nanbo will naturally not let go, and one will come out and want to do it all at once.

It’s hard to come out with someone who can compete with the enchanting Nanbo. It’s going to be folded in the hands of the enchanting. Many people’s hearts instantly mention the blind eyes.

However, it has not yet approached the white lady, and the enchanting Nanbo suddenly stopped and looked around with vigilance, and noticed an abnormal fluctuation from the underworld.

Hanging blood in the corner of the mouth, the white lady holding the chest slowly put her hands together and looked up at the devout look of God.

The enchanting Nanbo, who looked around, suddenly looked at the white lady again, and then came out again, and the detective grabbed it toward the white lady.

The white lady looked at him calmly, did not do anything to avoid, and did not see any panic, not afraid.

Countless stars flashed in a flash, like a giant screen, together with this void, swaying between the white lady and the enchanting Nanbo.

The speed of the enchanting South Wave that rushed into the light curtain suddenly slowed down. It seemed to be dragged by the invisible force. The speed of the forward rush was slow and slower, and it seemed that there was a strong resistance.

"Namo Amitabha!"

A Buddha’s solemn resounding starry sky, and those who heard the Buddha’s name suddenly felt that they were getting better and smaller. This Buddha’s name is like this endless starry sky, magnificent and vast, and it’s so small as dust.

Almost everyone is looking around, and I don’t know how many people are shocked by this magnificent Buddha voice, but I don’t know where the sound comes from.

Wu Chang, standing at the bow, turned back and asked: "White Lord, is the master of the White Snake?"

The white master did not return, slightly blinked, muttering: "Nan no..."

South no? These two words also seem to evoke the memories of the enchanting Nanbo, and the sorrowful look is unresolved. The general Buddha number will only declare the ‘Amitabha’, and only one of his impressions will make the ‘South Amitabha’.

Not only him, Yuluosha also looked alive, seems to think of something, ‘South no Amitabha’, the Buddha number she has not heard for a long time.

It seems that the enchanting Nanbo, who is under strong resistance, is not reconciled. The facial expression is gradually distorted. With strong mana, he desperately goes to the white lady, but his body shape is like being trapped in a swamp.

It seems that because of his unwillingness, he triggered a little rebound of the starlight.

I saw a little starlight begin to condense, gradually condensed into a huge human figure, gradually condensed into a huge sultry appearance.

In front of the situation, coupled with the Buddha, so that all the soldiers, including Yuluo and Qingzhu, are extremely shocked, and many of the soldiers even have the impulse to have a tribute.

After practicing Buddha for many years, I said that Buddha Buddha, this time everyone seems to really see the Buddha's appearance, it seems that I really heard the grandeur of the Buddha's voice.

A little starlight is still condensing, and a sultry silhouette is getting clearer and clearer.

Miao Yi gradually widened her eyes, and Yuluo brakes gradually widened her eyes, because the outline of this monk is more and more like a person.

The White Lord and the Witchwalker subconsciously look at each other.

When the starlight completely condensed, a monk wearing a white robes appeared, his face was holy and solemn, and the whole person was faintly radiant, giving an indescribable sacred atmosphere.

One hand in the wide-sleeved gown, only one finger sticking out to the eyebrow of the enchanting Nanbo, but the enchanting Nanbo whole person is firmly in the void, it is difficult to go half a step.

Yuluo was stunned, and the eyes were unbelievable.

Miao Yi was equally astonished, and immediately revealed her thoughtful look, because he knew where the Eight Precepts had been practicing in the past few years. In front of the eight rings, one finger will set the maddening enchanting Nanbo. He thinks that it is difficult to think in that direction. Is it that the eight martial arts have become the boundless Dafa of Nanwumen?

The Green Lord and the Lord of the Buddha looked blank, and a finger would set the enchanting Nanbo. The monk’s mana was so shocking, and the situation of the starlight was just ridiculous.

The left child and others who helped the moon, the old department of the shackles was stunned.

"It's you..." The enchanting Nanbo, who struggled in the slightest struggle, split his eyes. He also wanted to catch Miao Yi and asked the whereabouts of the monk. It is really that the monk was too unfriendly to him in those years. Who wants one? The meeting was like this. The heart was shocked and angry. The expression was distorted and difficult to say: "Nan no door...Boundless Dafa... Is it true... exists?"

The Eight Precepts did not return to him, just staring at him for a while, the finger suddenly slammed in his head, and sang a magnificent Buddha-like voice in his lips: "Non-devil is not robbery, not living is not empty." No dust and no dirt, Mo Mo Mo, don't love, don't start, it's hard to end, it's a dream..."

The Buddha's voice is rolling in the endless sky, clearly a few words, but it seems to have been long and resounding in the ears of the people, listening to the hearts of people.

"Ah..." The enchanting Nanbo suddenly made a scream of screaming.

I saw that from the beginning of his feet, his feet were stirred together, and he swung rapidly. He said that he had been twisting from the beginning of the foot. The whole person had been distorted and not adult, but he was still spinning and spinning.

The screams stopped, and a group of things under the tip of the eight rings were still spinning rapidly. The inside of the screw was filled with golden things, and the soul of the enchanting Nanbo was screwed out. In the end, the soul of the soul quickly swung around with the mass of debris, and the golden light mixed in the debris was mixed in it like a thousand gold thread.

The force of the spin from the bottom up seems to have gradually affected the Eight Precepts. From the beginning of his fingertips, it has spread to his whole body. It seems that there are things that have been screwed out and scattered outside the body. An unreal feeling. The whole person is full of glory, Yingying Baize, seems to be transparent, and the temperament becomes more and more sacred.

After a while, the golden light of the gods under the fingertips gradually dimmed, gradually losing its luster, and gradually became like a bunch of sundries.

When the finger pointed out by the Eight Rings slowly came back, the flying-spinning material that lost its restraining force suddenly went out of control, expanded and fluttered, and swelled into the dust of the spin.

The dust that burst open slowly fades in the stars until it disappears.

Was the enchanting Nanbo of Weigai I disappeared like this?

The Green Lord and the Lord Buddha are speechless and look awkward.

The old department of the shackles was shocked and gradually revealed the horror.

Yuluo Brake's silver teeth bite the lip, and the look of the Eight Rings is extremely complicated. In fact, she always thinks that the Eight Rings is quite unreliable. It is estimated that the Eight Precepts will be mixed in this life, and there will be no interest, but She is also happy to have this interest, so she can control her, so she never asked for the Eight Rings to have more to do.

However, the eight-rings that suddenly popped up today really shocked her. When they shot, they destroyed the enchanting Nanbo, and it was easy to destroy the enchanting Nanbo. This is nothing to say, and the rest is big, it’s like a god. Such a temperament makes her feel at a loss, there is a feeling of how to face it later.

And the eight rings that have become unreal are a look back, and the slightly mysterious and mysterious smile looks at her, and smiles at Yuluo.

The Eight Rings turned and looked at Miao Yi. They smiled and folded their hands together. In the glory of the sun, there were things like petals on the body. There were always things like white petals rising from his body, dazzling, beautiful and thrilling.

As the petals continue to peel off from him, the whole body of the Eight Rings is gradually becoming faint.

Miao Yi’s heart slammed a bit. He seemed to know the Zen machine of the Eight Rings and smiles. He strongly felt that the Eight Rings really wanted to leave and leave forever.

"The second child!" Miao Yi suddenly shouted loudly at the Eight Rings.

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The two men, Qing and Buddhism, were even more alarmed. Suddenly, Miao Yi said to the monk who had the boundless Dafa to call the 'second child'.

The shadow of the smile given by the Eight Rings faded away, and the whole person suddenly turned into the white petals of the sky, and rushed to the stars like a fountain.

Everyone looked up and saw the empty flowers and rains, like the blossoming fireworks, which turned into endless dust, and every dust exudes a dreamlike brilliance. The dust is so vast that it seems to flood the entire starry sky.

The white-naughty son of the sincere combination is full of smiles, and the dust that bursts into the sky is slightly tribute.

Suddenly, all the dust that radiated with brilliance spread suddenly, and the numerous streams of fluttering flew into the sky, seemingly to be with and in the endless starry sky.

There were sporadic light spots in front of everyone, and Miao Yi reached out to the palm of her hand, welcoming a little light and graceful fluorescent light in the palm of her hand. The fluorescent light penetrated into his palm without any hindrance, and there was no mood. The warmth of sorrow and joy seems to flow slowly into his heart. (To be continued.)