Qingyu asked doubtfully, "Where is Master Pure?"
"He! He was sent to be a monk by the teacher. "
Shi Fang said in surprise, "Monk? Isn’t that Buddhism? "
"Hongjun Daozu Avenue, 3,000 Western Two Saints, Understand the Side Door, Hundred Buddhists and Buddhists are the Tao"
"Is the younger brother coming back?"
Li Pingan said with a smile, "Naturally, it will be a long time before you come back."
A hundred years later, a new temple in the kingdom of God stands at dawn, and the temple blooms with soft golden light, and the Sanskrit sings day and night.
The hall is resplendent and magnificent. A bald angel sits on a futon. A chubby man in white is proudly looking at the face. Now we are also masters, and there are several gods at your disposal, which are much better than brothers and sisters. Gee ~ The more you think about it, the more happy you are! I can’t wait to go back and pretend to be a brother.
"Cough ~ cough ~" Bai Xiaochun coughed, and the temple rang. "My golden apple tree, born by destiny, sat for 991 days, and Dawu Avenue was named Buddha. Today, I stand here as a Buddha, and when I am a Buddha, all the heavens will enjoy bliss."
The angels sitting on the futon bowed their heads and said, "South Buddha!" "
The measuring Buddha’s light bloomed from the temple and spread to the whole kingdom. All the morning light was swallowed up to form the measuring Buddha’s country.
In the middle of the day, the dawn of the temple, the dawn of the Lord God and the god of fate are looking down at each other. The whole kingdom of God is printed in the eyes, and the gods, water gods and others are closed to heal. It was not good to recover from the injuries in World War I.
The morning god said flatly, "The morning god is gone."
Dorothy turned her eyes and said, "I saw more light and a brilliant future."
"So I can leave at ease."
"The Lord God is ready to be promoted to the King of God?"
"Before that, I have to go to see a Lord." The Lord God looked at the distance in the morning as if he saw the distant wilderness and saw the figure wearing a cassock.
A pagoda that fell from the sky in the kingdom of God has stood for a hundred years.
Hum ~ The white clouds of the pagoda are covered with a layer of golden light. Bai Xiaochun sits on a plate and a statue of golden lotus emerges. Around him stand several Seraphim escort wings waving and falling a little golden light.
Bai Xiaochun stretched out his hand and stretched out his palm to the face. The huge tower rumbled and trembled. The pagoda was beautifully decorated with golden lotus flowers on its body.
Hum ~
The pagoda is visible to the naked eye, its speed is reduced, and it flies into the palm of Bai Xiaochun’s hand and becomes a seven-story exquisite pagoda.
Bai Xiaochun stretched out his finger pagoda and said, "!"
On each floor, the pagoda doors click, and the streamers fly out of the doors and fall to the ground, turning into figures, faint spirits and some angels who have been transformed into spirits.
Broder gasped on his knees and looked up at the sky. There was doubt in his eyes and he said, "How did Daomen Chundao come?" With a hint of excitement in his eyes, he said, "Is it to save me? Whoops ~ so touched. "
The rest of the gods also looked at Bai Xiaochun’s eyes with alarm and anxiety.
The angels who transformed the head of Owlman all knelt down and cried excitedly, "We are willing to join the morning god and ask for shelter."
"Amount!" Bai Xiaochun embarrassed to say "real … the morning god is gone"
Owlman and other newly transformed gods have been forced to look up at Bai Xiaochun blankly. How long has it been since we transformed? The morning god is already dead? !
Bai Xiaochun smiled and said, "You don’t have to be sad. We Buddhists are still willing to accept you."
What is Buddhism in the hearts of the angels?
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"To you ~" Bai Xiaochun looked around at the gods who had not been transformed.
The dark gods are all ready to watch Bai Xiaochun with great vigilance, but they dare not move without authorization.
Bai Xiaochun grinned and said, "Being original puts you away."
A Seraphim novel next to it says, "Buddha, we Buddhists call ourselves poor monks."
Bai Xiaochun said, "You don’t understand that Buddhism is the Tao."
The night god and the star god asked warily, "Can we really go?"
Bai Xiaochun said with a smile, "You can stay if you don’t want to go."
"Thank you!" Zijin bear lion growled with purple and gold deified by Zijin God, and the purple and gold light soared into the sky and flew towards the outside world.
"Thank you!"
"Thank you!"
"I will report it after saving my life!"