Archfiend Chapter 233: : Danxia Palace (52)

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"Amitabha..." Fahai looked at Xu Yangyi for a few seconds with his old and dim eyes, and shook his head: "If you don't understand the nature, that is, the Buddha is a living being, and when you realize it, all living beings are Buddhas."

Xu Yangyi didn't speak, Fahai already knew what he was going to ask. So using this method to tell him that to practice is to cultivate immortality. After enlightenment, oneself is an immortal. If you don't understand, you can cultivate the fairy in legend. The so-called immortal Dao is insignificant, in fact, immortal Dao is at ease. Why should you ask about things that don't exist anymore?

"The younger generation is taught." Xu Yangyi said leisurely before he spoke. Fa Hai nodded slightly: "Everything has an opportunity... One day, the opportunity for herring has arrived. On the Weishui River, fishing with a straight hook, Jiang Shangde sees King Zhou Wen... Everyone's eyes are devoted to this unprecedented meeting. When I went up, who saw the herring with his eyes?"

Several gazes, they all looked at the woman in Tsing Yi in shock, her face was neither sad nor happy, as if she was not saying it.

"Zhouwen Wang Jichang..." Cat Baer swallowed his saliva: "This... this monster... has lived for more than three thousand years! This, what realm is this!" /

"No one noticed..." Fahai sighed, "In order to repay the herring's meeting, Jiang Shang clicked three points on herring's head. This herring has since opened up its wisdom."

"She saw a lot... saw the destruction of the Shang Dynasty, Zhou Chaoxing... saw the heads of the great monsters who were once invincible... and saw the rise of new demon cultivators..." The voice revealed a slightly hoarse desolation, and his eyes were a little blurred, as if he was looking back at the long river of history.

Fahai paused for a moment, then slowly continued: "Her realm is getting higher and higher, so high that heaven and earth can no longer tolerate the existence of this great demon. At this time, thousands of years have passed, and time has come. Southern Song Dynasty."

"Everyone, have you ever seen the biography of the White Snake?" He turned around and looked at the crowd and said: "Everyone, did you ever think that the poor monk was a low-hearted and unreasonable monk?"

No one speaks, the Legend of the White Snake, everyone has seen it. The image of Fahai, as he said, is indeed a confused monk who beats a mandarin duck and a dog takes a mouse.

"Absurdity." Fahai's unhappy expression was finally a little ups and downs, his eyes were like electricity to look directly at the Wanshui Demon King: "The Legend of the White Snake... not at all... In the early Southern Song Dynasty, a man named Xu Xuan The donor came to the Jinshan Temple and sat there for a few days, saying that he would never go back if he did not see the poor monk. The poor monk only found out..."

"His wife Bai Suzhen has repeatedly shown heretics! It was turned into a evildoer! She married him because she was greedy for his appearance. Only then did the poor monk personally subdue her! Unexpectedly, she did not give up on this, not just Sister Green Snake fights for her own lust, desires and poor monks! Falling perfume fights, huge waves have caused the displacement of hundreds of people in Zhenjiang... Donors!" Fahai took a step forward, looking directly at the Wanshui Demon King: "Several A hundred years have passed, can you regret your sins that day?"

Mao Ba Er asked Zhao Wuye in a low voice: "Put the perfume bucket?"

Zhao Wuye also replied in a low voice: "It's the water over the Jinshan."

The woman in Tsing Yi smiled slightly: "Go on, my palace would like to know, how long will you still have lotus flowers?"

"Amitabha..." Fahai closed his eyes in pain, "put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the ground. Why can't the donor have the time to let go of the butcher knife in his heart?"

Dead silence, a dead silence.

I don’t know how long Xuan Chengzi looked at the woman in Tsing Yi with a trembling voice: "Senior means..."

"This predecessor is Xiaoqing." Xu Yangyi's voice sounded, seemingly calm, and there was also a huge wave in his heart!

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Guessing is one thing...it must be another thing!

Who would have thought that... myths and legends actually exist?

Who would have thought that Fahai and Xiaoqing... actually survived the world?

Who would have thought that the bottom of Danxia Palace was like this!

If you hadn't watched the wall carvings on Huangquan Road by yourself, the shock at this moment would never be less than everyone else!

"Boom..." Cat Bayi sat on the lotus leaf, trembling all over.

"She, she, is she Xiaoqing? Green snake?" It trembles its tongue, and its eyes can't focus because of excessive dispersion. Looking at Wanshui Demon King in a daze: "Then she, she has lived till now, hasn't she been a thousand years old?!"

"Amitabha..." Fahui was extremely shocked. At this moment, an unbelievable expression on his normally calm face couldn't hide it!

"The Dao Ancestor is on..." Xuan Chengzi took a breath, looked at the calm Tsing Yi woman in surprise, her voice trembling: "This...this is the real eternal demon. ……"

No one speaks, no one dares to speak.

No one thought that the woman in Tsing Yi was actually Xiao Qing who had no name in the biography of the white snake!

The man in the myth truly stands in front of him!

"It's a name worth remembering." After a long time, the woman in Tsing Yi opened her mouth quietly: "My palace's real name is Yu Qinglin, who is called Xiaoqing, which is nothing to blame."

"Accept, admit it! She is really Xiaoqing?!" Mao's eyes are straight, in fact, not just him, everyone's eyes are straight. Looking at the woman in Tsing Yi in a daze, there was a mess in her mind.

"Pre...senior..." Zhao Wuye trembled and said: "This, this is not in accordance with the recorded biography of the white snake... and, this senior, she is not a green snake..."

"No! This is the fact!" The Fahui's eyes were a little red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Donors, I wonder if you have read the warning message of the donor Feng Menglong at the end of the Ming Dynasty? This... is the original version of the White Snake biography recorded above! From the beginning, it was never a green snake. It was a herring!"

He took a deep breath, stood up and bowed deeply to Fahai: "The poor monk always thought that this was just a myth... The seniors did not hesitate to go to **** for the sake of the common people. The younger generations are deeply impressed. ."

Yu Qinglin looked at the Fa conference coldly, and suddenly smiled: "Fahai...you, a descendant of the Fa-character generation, this palace shall mourn him by himself."

Fahai gave Yu Qinglin a pitying look, shook his head, did not answer, and continued: "Of course, the perfume fight, all because of poor monks... The Buddha said, I don't go to hell, who goes to hell. Although the White Snake’s head was evil, the herring escaped. The poor monk had to hide among the crabs because of the great cause and effect of Zhenjiang's sky... After pursuing the murder alone for thousands of miles, she finally found the herring here. But while suppressing it, she was caught Herring is plotting. Both lose out."

He sighed deeply, and bowed deeply to all the monks in the Qi training period: "I also hope that all the donors will put the world as the most important. This demon...can't be released!"

Silence, silence like death.

"Papa......" After a long time, the applause sounded, Yu Qinglin didn't move, and clapped softly: "Good story... Almost made my palace think that he did something terrible. Used to fool. These little monks in the Qi training period are more than enough. Unexpectedly, unexpectedly... In the past few hundred years, this palace has not seen you have such a talent for sophistry."

"It just so happens that there is also a story here in this palace, but it is very different from what you said. But I don't know who the younger generations here have heard, who should I believe?"

"Amitabha Buddha." Fahai's expression remained motionless

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The white beard flutters: "Fake is true when it is true, and when true is false, it is also true... One drink and one peck, one flower and one fruit, there is a definite number. Every donor, be clear."

"Certainly?" Yu Qinglin looked at Fahai coldly: "People of Buddhism, what they say is always better than what they do...Suppress demons with the body?"

"Only you?" She squinted her cheeks and sneered: "If it weren't for the Five Elements Conferred God Formation, could the palace be held down?"

She put away her smile and looked at everyone like ice: "My palace tells you two things."

"If it weren't for this palace, you wouldn't be able to get out of the Danxia palace." She raised two fingers: "Second...If you don't pull out the chain on the chest of this palace, you...all have to die here. "

"Listen well." She is like the queen of the world, not looking at everyone at all. There was also a touch of nostalgia in his eyes. After a full ten-minute pause, he said leisurely: "Since the end of the Han Dynasty, I have been locked here. At that time, the cultivation base of this palace has reached the beginning of Yuan Ying."

Yuan Ying!

Everyone, took a breath.

Practicing qi, building foundations, golden core, and then the Yuan Ying who has long disappeared in the Age of Domination. Jin Dan is called the real person, Yuan Ying, called the true king! Today, Yuan Ying has long been a misty legend.

Now, here, in front of my own eyes, is standing a living True Master Yuan Ying!

Although, they have already guessed that these two people are at least Yuan Ying above the realm. But at this moment, Xiaoqing admitted personally. It still shocked everyone.

No... Xu Yangyi took a deep breath, this is... the true monarch of Yuan Ying two thousand years ago! Now, how far is her cultivation level? No one can tell!

He calculated it secretly in his heart, Yuan Ying, Shou Yuan has recorded eight hundred years, and he does not know what realm is after Yuan Ying, but Yu Qinglin must have advanced to the next realm! In order to survive this long Qin Dynasty to the present two thousand years!

Yu Qinglin didn't pay much attention to other thoughts at all, and said slowly: "On a certain day in the end of Han Dynasty, all the monks... just disappeared... I was talking about the top group. It seems that there has never been in the world. There have been monks in general... only a batch of second- and third-rate sects were left. Haha... At that time, the second- and third-rate sects were enough to smooth the current practice world.

Her face became complicated: "On that day, a man in a wheelchair found the house. Without saying a word, he imprisoned the house. But even if he didn't say a word, I also recognized him..."

She stopped for a long, long time. Thinking anxiously about that person's name, Xu Yangyi gritted his teeth and said softly: "Zhuge Liang?"

As soon as the voice fell, Yu Qinglin suddenly raised his head and looked at him, with an extremely cold voice: "How did you know?"

Fahai also raised his head~IndoMTL.com~Changing the Buddha's name: "How did the donor guess that it was Senior Zhuge? This past incident, the poor monk heard this demon once hundreds of years ago." /

Xu Yangyi didn't speak, but his heart shook violently!

Fahai doesn’t know?

Xiaoqing doesn't know?

So... where did that mural come from!

A third person came here? No... Maybe he... is still here!

Who is it? Can you survive in front of two such high-level monks? Haven't let the other party notice for so many years?

No... Maybe... It's Bowen Liu? Zhuge Liang?

Not right! If it were them, why would Fahai's call for help be sealed?

Or... he took a deep look at Fahai, which in itself was pretending to be ignorant?

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