Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 188: Huiguo Point Dial

There are people in the East and the West who testify at the same time. This is a big event. It has a great impact, but it seems to have happened in the sky. For other listeners on the ground, it is too far away. The impact on everyone's life has made those high-end listeners more anxious, after all, they are also in the realm of proving the Tao in the next step.

A new round of combat preparations has begun, and Su Bai can imagine that when the world’s five hundred evil stars wake up, and those big guys are indulging in the resting state of "Ma Fang Nanshan" facing the evil stars. What a **** ending will be. Even whether the lychee himself can survive in that world is still unknown.

The broadcast stopped the "audience destruction plan" and began to take care of the only remaining audience resources. At least, compared to the current senior listeners and senior level listeners, they have come to a honeymoon period. The ghost father who hated and feared began to have a tendency to transform like a loving father.

However, what we should face is to face it. No one knows exactly how Alexander taught the broadcast consciousness to play. But what can be guessed is that Alexander should have a deep understanding of broadcast and judge It corrects the weak period of broadcasting, and at the same time confirms that once broadcasting implements the listener destruction plan, it can only choose to stop, but cannot choose to change back to the original routine.

It is equivalent to waiting for the broadcast to cut off the "raw material collection" of the world, and then pull the broadcast to an equal position for a final battle.

Since Fatty went to Chengdu that day and took care of it, the women who stumbled bought a lot of toys for the little guy. In the past two months, Fatty has basically never been out of the small temple. He lives in Sanqing all day. Like before.

According to the monk's statement, the fat man is comprehending. After all, among the four, the monk is high-level, and Su Bai and Foye are intermediate-level. Only the fat man has the tail of the crane. It is impossible to say that he is in no hurry.

This morning, Su Bai woke up and saw the statue of Sanqing. The fat man was lying on the futon. The little guy was teased by him on his belly, Jixiang was basking in the sun beside him.

Ruyi...

Ruyi has been guarding the head of Lao Fugui's grave. It hasn't come down since the Su Bai memorial service for half a month. Jixiang went up to see it occasionally and then came back.

Man is indeed inferior to a beast in many ways.

Su Bai thought so in his heart, and then saw Auspiciousness, who was lazily basking in the sun, suddenly glared at him.

Yo,

Hear my heart?

Su Bai shook his head and smiled.

Jiangsi put his head down again, and continued to bask in his own sun. It didn’t bother to be familiar with Su Bai. Of course, the previous Su Bai was just a little bit in front of him, and he was just a small listener when he grew up, but Now, Su Bai is indeed stronger than himself.

For Su Bai, the life of the past half month seems a bit decadent, but for him, he has indeed experienced enough, first the duel with Lehman, and then with Chen Ru. After a trip to the West, and another three-in and three-out in Shijiazhuang, the trend of being about to advance is also the result of the accumulated momentum of this fight.

At the moment, the water has been diverted by myself for his use, so I need to find another water source to infuse it.

This is not a pure accumulation of energy, but a change in mood. Besides, Su Bai now has no chance to find a group of high-end listeners to play a killing game like before, because it is conceivable that the broadcast will definitely be Strictly control the killing and internal friction among the listeners.

"Should you have breakfast?" asked the monk who was sitting at the coffee table drinking tea.

"Hmm."

Su Bai sat down opposite, took a piece of steamed bun and chewed it.

"Want another way to advance?" the monk asked.

"You are a senior now." Su Bai teased.

"Not at all. Actually, the poor monk feels that everyone has their own way." The monk made a pot of tea again, "There is no need to change your way at this time. Of course, this is your own choice. And the poor monk knows that last time you squandered your accumulation in Shijiazhuang, and now you want to climb back to the original path, it is indeed a bit dry and boring. People are like this, so is the Buddha. They want to try something new. Things."

Su Bai nodded, motioning to the monk that he was right.

"It’s just that there are not many shortcuts in this world. Some shortcuts seem to be shortcuts, but when you spend too much time searching, analyzing, and walking through the bumps, you will most likely find The original stupid law is more applicable."

"Monk, I know what you said." Su Bai took a sip of the teacup. The sun was shining outside and he was holding tea. There was no danger of coldness, no worries about money and life. It's actually quite pleasant.

"The poor monk is just a small reminder to you. In fact, your strengthening path has already been walked by someone. You can continue to follow the path he has shown you." At this point, the monk There was a pause, "A man who can delay his existence even death, a path that can't be completely wiped out even by generations of accountability. To be honest, the poor monk is a little envious in his heart."

"You mean, Gu Zang three turns?" Su Bai understood the monk's meaning. In fact, these words that the monk said to him don't have any deep meaning, but it is a bit too strange. .

"Yes, Gu Zang has three renditions. If the poor monk remembers correctly, the first rend is body refining, the second rendition is soul refining, and the third rendition is **** refining. You are still a third rend."

"Of course I know this, monk, are you interested in this?" Su Bai asked, "If you want, I can imprint the spirit of this exercise on you..."

"Amitabha Buddha." The monk shook his head, "No, no, the poor monk has no greed for this. The poor monk has reached a spiritual and wise harmony with his patriarch and his previous lives. ……"

"The deceiving master and ancestor can be so beautiful by you." Su Bai couldn't help laughing and teasing.

The monk fell silent suddenly, and he became a little serious.

Su Bai put away his smile at this time,

In a trance, it is not a monk sitting in front of me at this time, but another person, a wise man whose eyes are deeply soaked in the vicissitudes of the world:

"Your godfather is the first person that the poor monk has seen in thousands of years. His path is not easy to follow, because he has let go of everything and everything, everything is at ease. Therefore, cause and effect are not touched. Satisfaction is self-sufficient. In the words of religion, it means to jump outside the Three Realms and not in the Five Elements."

"You are not Qilu, you are Huiguo." Su Bai dragged his chin with both hands and looked at Qilu in front of him and said.

"The poor monk is the seven laws, and it is also the fruit of benefit." The monk looked solemn.

Su Bai is solemn, he understands that the monk uses his eyes and thoughts in his previous life to show himself the way. Thinking about it, the fat man had been talking to the monk for a long time on the night half a month ago. I just moved directly into the Sanqingxiang mourning hall on the second day and couldn’t come out. That’s why?

The monk integrates his own past lives. For example, he is equivalent to being a group of middle school students. The monk’s past life Huiguo is a graduate student tutor, at least in terms of theoretical knowledge.

Although I don’t know if there are any side effects of the monk's alternation of thinking to Huiguo, I will definitely pay some bad price, but the monk still did this. Fatty has been with Sanqingxiang for half a month and he should have accepted it. Huiguo's call.

In any case, the monk is also out of good intentions.

"Specifically, what should I do?" Su Bai asked, correcting his attitude.

"There are three thousand avenues in Taoism, which are called immeasurable. In fact, the tombstone form on which the existence is based can be regarded as a concrete expression of the Tao. Everyone has the Tao and everyone can prove the Tao, but most of them The level of life cannot reach the height that can bear the preaching.

The Tao is just a business card, which means that you have to a certain extent separated from the original world and have your own place to stand. Actually, the Tao has no superiority, but it depends on how you want to use it and the future.

The way of a saint is to teach the world, the way of an eminent monk is to pass all living beings, and our way is to kill. "

Yes, the purpose of proving to be stronger, stronger is to kill people better, and the purpose of killing is to prevent yourself from being killed.

Monk Huiguo was very straightforward.

"I mean wealth." Su Bai reminded.

"His path, you can walk, because he has already paved the way for you. There are only eight words. You will come out of the world and transform into the world."

"Entering the world and leaving the world?" Su Bai pondered for a while, then patted the monk on the shoulder, "How come it's like a fantasy, forget it, monk, come out, I am here for theoretical things Too much."

The monk closed his eyes, then opened his eyes, revealing a touch of exhaustion~IndoMTL.com~ sighed:

"The path of old wealth and honor, not everyone can imitate."

"Of course I know this, let's talk about you, what do you want to do?"

"These eight characters are also what the poor monk wants to do." The monk looked at Su Bai very seriously, "Walking into the world, and then surpassing the world, walking with the red dust and Gyatso you think High-level listeners are different when they advance with their hearts. This time, it is not Hong Chen who trains you, but you who train Hong Chen."

"Ok, when do you want to do it, tell me." Su Bai waved his hand. Obviously, he is not very interested in this. His family knows his own affairs, and the monk may be able to do that kind of mysterious It's something mysterious, but it's difficult for him.

At the bottom of his bones, he is actually a bit similar to Su Yuhang, too selfish and too mean, and the most important point is that Su Bai does not want to change anything, nor does he want to change himself. He cherishes everything about himself. Many beliefs, including one’s own outlook on life, are really unnecessary if these things collapse and change in exchange for the opportunity to prove the truth.

Monk Huiguo said it all by himself. There are three thousand roads, so he can choose another one himself.

As for the old and wealthy, his Tao Su Bai is not very fond of him. According to his temperament, Su Yuhang should have violently strangled Su Yuhang before he killed himself. How can he keep Su Yuhang alive? Nowadays.

Su Bai walked out of the living room, and in front of him was the temple dedicated to Sanqing.

"Fatty, have you taken a shower this half a month?" Su Bai lifted the little guy from the fatty belly.

"Forgot." The fat man replied.

Su Bai was taken aback for a moment. He suddenly realized that the little guy was not playing on Fatty's belly just now, because Fatty's face had changed to that of Taishang Laojun, one of the three Qings, and then Su Bai looked for his voice. , The face of Laojun Taishang on the statue of Sanqing on the sacred platform turned into a fat face.

Heh

Actually,

It's done?