Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 121: Bodhi blossoms

"I finally found the past, how dare you twist and tamper with it?"

Faced with Su Bai’s roar, Xu Fu still maintained his calmness, but the fingers of his left hand kept counting. It seemed that he had experienced something unusual in this matter. This is unusual, not on Su Bai in front of him.

However, it seems that Xu Fu doesn’t have much time. His attempt to destroy Su Bai this time, at least for the time being, has failed. The so-called human nature has encountered great resistance here, and this is also Xu Fu. What he didn't expect, and what he didn't expect was that Su Bai's originally volatile aura began to soar as he vented his anger!

This is the tendency to preach,

The majestic hatred involves many complicated factors, but in fact, before that, based on Su Bai’s accumulation and insights, proving the Dao is not a difficult task, and now Su Bai is also clear. If you don't prove the truth, there is no way to threaten this old thing in front of you.

"Amitabha Buddha."

The monk's voice sounded at this time, and he was prostrate on the ground, no longer a monk, even a little embarrassed and pitiful, but at this time, he still couldn't help reminding Su Bai.

When,

Not yet.

The one in front of you is just a clone. If you preach the Dao in advance at this time, destroying your original plan and making Dao imperfect, you will actually fulfill him in a disguised way.

But the anger in Su Bai's eyes couldn't dissipate at all. He has already reached this point. Some things, some things, can already be described as "overwhelmingly difficult to harvest".

However, Xu Fu smiled strangely at this moment. He looked up at the sky, his eyes revealed a glimmer of light, and his figure began to dissipate. In fact, at this time, Qin Bing here had already collapsed on his own. Xu Fu Is the last one.

Boss Liang above was a little dazed at this time. He was a witness to the whole incident, but he did not have the sense of the onlookers. He instinctively sensed that there seemed to be a confrontation that was beyond ordinary meaning just before his eyes. , But he is still at a loss.

Boss Liang's office hangs a picture of "A Rare Confusion", but he doesn't want to live in a muddle-headed manner, but according to the current situation, he is temporarily destined to lose sight of the swamp and fog in front of him.

Xu Fu simply dissipated, so that Su Bai's anger suddenly lost his goal. He raised his head and turned to stare at Boss Liang.

Boss Liang smiled slightly. He felt that it was normal for Su Bai to anger himself. After all, he planned to kill someone with a knife.

But the crimson in Su Bai's eyes began to fade away slowly, and the whole person was kneeling on the ground, and the aura that seemed like boiling water on his body began to fade away slowly.

The monk breathed a sigh of relief next to him. His previous life was completely divided by Xu Fu and was severely damaged. So I don’t want Su Bai to do the same. Even if Su Bai has proclaimed the Dao now, he has not proclaimed the Dao in the most perfect way. After all, it is a huge loss.

The white light began to fall down,

This means everyone can be sent back to the real world,

In this exercise, many high-level audiences gained great insights in the fight between life and death, but many of them lost themselves in front of Qin Bing’s self-destruction and developed demons.

Whether we have gained more or lost more, I cannot make it clear for the time being. The radio has cloned a group of Qin Jun so that the audience can practice with a target in order to look forward to facing more calmly when going to that world in the future, and Xu Fu He also led his own clones of Qin Bing to destroy the confidence in the hearts of some high-end listeners.

This account, who is worthwhile, can only rely on time to give the answer.

But at least one thing is clear to all current high-end listeners, that is, the opponents in that world now have the ability to wrestle with broadcasting. This is no longer a high-level broadcasting where everyone depends on omnipotence. To attack and colonize the inferior world, it is more like two equal opponents forcefully fighting for life and death.

Because of the rules, broadcasting has no retreat, and there is no retreat even with the audience. Therefore, this battle will eventually end with the complete demise of one party.

………………

It's been a month since I came back. The monk still locked himself in the room and never came out.

Fatty and Lord Buddha’s injuries were also recovered by the broadcast. Fatty has his own body again, but he is still used to getting out of his body every day and wandering around. There was ancient Jigong playing the world, and now Fatty may really develop in that direction. the trend of.

Father still goes to practice every morning, and when he comes back at night, he will stop in front of the monk for a while before he rests.

Su Bai accompanies the little guy every day, calm and beautiful.

A seemingly turbulent wave caused a wave that seemed not as big as expected.

In this month, two more listeners in the East testified, and three in the West. This is not a strange thing. After all, fighting is often the easiest moment for people to break through. People are actually at that point, but this number does not seem to be as many as imagined. Su Bai and Hills originally thought that this would be the eruption period of the sermon, but the actual result would be a kind of thunderstorm. Little feeling.

It seems that at least the shadow that Xu Fu left many listeners with Qin Bing’s self-destruction cannot be erased in a short time.

Perhaps, the broadcast may teach students in accordance with their aptitude, designing a story world for those who are trapped in the heart demon to destroy the heart demon. This is like stopping damage and rescuing, but how many people can really come out. And know.

In the early morning of this day, Shils came to Su Bai's door and reached out and knocked gently.

Su Bai opened the door.

Sills looked at Su Bai, then pointed at himself.

Su Bai nodded.

"You go first, after all, it's your home court." Hills looked at Su Bai, "I just want the source."

Yes, this origin should come from Su Bai, because the origin of Hill’s Western Land of Verification was stolen by the fat man in a very shameful way, and finally by coincidence Absorbed by Su Bai.

"Okay." Su Bai responded.

The weather is getting cold, the little guy is playing with his own blocks on the carpet, Jixiang is by his side, Ruyi no longer stays in front of the old wealthy tombstone, it will accompany Jixiang during the day and take care of the children together. But at night, it still habitually goes to the tombstone and cuddles with the tombstone to accompany the old and wealthy to rest.

Some people are dead, but they seem to be alive.

Before leaving the small temple to go to the place of proving the Tao, Su Bai came to the monk’s door,

During that incident, Xu Fu did not have much influence on himself, but he caused unpredictable harm to the monk. For the monk, the separation from his previous life meant that he had lost a period of his life. The influence of the cultivation base and the future road is too great.

The fat man wandered away from things, as if he had sensed something, and he wandered back. His soul had become much more solid than before, and he was no longer a villain, but instead became not much different from a real person.

No one knows whether the monk really wants to open it up, because it was the monk who used to solve others. It seems that his own affairs never need others to worry about.

This time, even if everyone believes in the monk again, there is not much in their hearts.

Su Bai is ready to go back to the Dao to prove Dao. This is part of his plan. Only the endless stream of Huangquan in the Dao’s Land can help him complete the proof he wants. Tao.

Before the monk came out, Su Bai did not shout, because he knew the monk knew he was here.

Sills also accompany Su Bai and waited quietly. For him, watching Su Bai preach the preaching is also very good for him.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, the monk hasn't come out yet.

Su Bai turned around, ready to leave.

But at this moment, the monk's door opened.

A shaggy man walked out of it.

In Su Bai’s memory, this is the first time he has seen this image of a monk. The original monk is as gentle as jade, even in the most critical moment~ IndoMTL.com~ It seems that the monk will be dignified. Let me tell you: "Donor, the poor monk is dying."

But now, in just a month, the monk has become very sloppy, and even has a sour smell on his body.

"Seafood flavor." The fat man's soul wandered around the monk, "Monk, did you hide in the house alone and did some ulterior things?"

The monk ignored the fat man, just nodded to Su Bai, and then went to the kitchen to boil water.

Su Bai didn't rush to leave, but sat down and preached. He waited for a month. At first, he waited in front of the clone Xu Fu, and it was not bad for a while.

Father also returned at this time, standing still.

The monk boiled the water, took a shower and changed clothes, and the whole person looked refreshed, and then he sat cross-legged in the small courtyard.

The Buddha knew his heart, and took his hatchet and walked over to help the monk shaving again.

According to legend, in ancient India, there were also parents whose body was affected by hair and skin. At the same time, generally only criminals would be forced to shave their hair, and the purpose of shave by monks was actually to abandon their arrogant and noble identity and fall into the world. End all entanglements and escape into the empty door.

After the shave,

The monk regained his original delicate appearance, but his eyes were slightly vicissitudes of life.

"Amitabha, this time, the poor monk will not go." said the monk.

Su Bai nodded.

"Say something unhappy." The monk smiled slightly, "The past life of the poor monk is completely gone."

Except for the monk, no one laughed. There were not many people who saw the **** scene of the monk being separated by Xu Fu from his previous life.

"Just say something happy, the poor monk still has this life."

The voice just fell,

In the courtyard of a small temple in the deep winter season,

Flowers and trees bloom,

In an instant,

Vitality and kindness like spring.