Chapter 238 Reclining Buddha, Far North, Heavenly Gate

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Under Chu Xiu's gloomy gaze.

The old monk only felt like a cheeks stinging.

That's not an illusion.

It is the most authentic feeling.

He even doubted that when he continued, he would be killed by Chu Xiu with his eyes.

This is not exaggerated.

At the level of Chu Xiu, killing him for a seven days, and there is no need to move a finger at all, and his eyes can destroy it.

The old monk was under tremendous pressure, covered with wrinkled old faces, squeezing out a touch of laughter than crying, "His Majesty was angry ..."

"I'm not willing to share the road."

"100,000 years. In order to explore the secrets of the Tianlu, the Western Moral Buddha country paid a huge price. If it was shared without compensation, we would not be able to explain to those monks who fell on the sky."

"Also, please understand!"

The old monk said with a scalp, his forehead sweated coldly, his hands folded, and he lowered his head and dared not look at Chu Xiu.

Chu Xiu's eyes were dark and deep, staring at him, and looking at it again, other monks.

Contact him.

The monks quickly bowed their heads to recite the Buddha's name.

"Huh, this group of great monks don't know anything."

"Before His Majesty Tian Emperor was proven, he was recognized by the Temple of the Human Religue, and the Grand Grand Grand Grand Grandpa was selfless.

"They are too selfish."

"I simply destroyed the Western desert, anyway, they did not treat themselves as the monks on the sky continent."

The monks talked loudly and sneered. Anyway, there was Chu Xiu, the great emperor's town, and they were not afraid of the monk's difficulties, and there was no taboo at all.

The discussion came into the ear and felt the murderous intention of the onlookers.

The monk's aunts looked pale, sweaty, and wet their clothes.

Chu Xiu just recaptured an emperor.

At this time, the fierceness is prestigious.

They were really worried that Chu Xiu slapped the west desert into a powder.

Chu Xiu raised his right hand for deficiency.

Watching the melon in the void closed his mouth one by one, and silently overlooking the figure of the top of the Foshan Mountain.

As long as Chu Xiu ordered.

They didn't mind following Chu Xiu and destroyed the entire West Mo.

The whole Foshan was silent, and the crow was silent.

The monks did not dare to pant.

The atmosphere is extremely depressed.

"hehe--"

Chu Xiuqing laughed and echoed on the top of the mountain.

"I am purely kind, and it is by no means a murderer. Everyone does not need to be nervous."

Hearing.

Great monks, nuns, one by one, one by one, and their hearts were slandered.

Heart is pure?

Aren't people who are addicted?

At that time, Chu Lao Demon was famous, how did you run out of the old man?

The more Chu Xiu performed well, the more nervous, the more worried, the more uneasy.

Who is the world, who does not know that Chu Xiu's mind is more changeable than a woman?

Guess the thoughts of everyone's minds, Chu Xiu couldn't help but sigh, "People in the world have misunderstood me for a long time."

Over -headed head, staring at the old monk's host, "Don't talk about sharing Tianlu intelligence, I want to go to the sky in person."

"Is there any objection to wait?"

The old monk heard long breath, his hands folded, "Amitabha ~"

"Your Majesty is going to Tianlu, I will not dare to stop it when I wait."

"It's just a crisis in Tianlu ..."

Chu Xiu waved his hand to interrupt his words, "If I even enter, I have to fall. What is the sky that is still well sealed?

Can't persuade him.

The old monk no longer says more, "His Majesty, please come with me!"

Chu Xiu's first, the robe sleeve rolled up and lay on the ground. Wang Ling, who was not born, said in the surrounding onlookers.

"The big robbery is coming, don't take the final cultivation time!"

"Follow the Temple of the Emperor of Heaven-"

The monks quickly bowed to salute, and they did not dare to continue staying.

Foshan resumed tranquility again.

The old monk led Chu Xiu to leave the center of Foshan and flew from the west to the west.

Universal, universal, the two bodhisattvas did not follow and watched them go away.

Walking on the layers of clouds, overlooking the entire Western Mornex, Chu Xiu's eyes flashed a trace of different colors.

He once lived in Western Moral for a while.

At that time, the realm was too low and did not see anything strange.

Today, he breaks through the Emperor of the Emperor and came to Western Mo. What he saw in his eyes was very different.

He overlooks Ximo.

Ancient temples, Baosha, can be seen everywhere, seemingly messy, but there are other mysteries.

In Chu Xiu's eyes, the ancient temple Baosha, faintly linked, like a piece of blood vessels.

And the ubiquitous willingness of Buddha is the blood flowing in the blood vessels.

The veins of the mountains are bones, the earth is meat, and the willingness is blood.

Such a combination of combination forms a sleeping Buddha, lying on the Western Mojo land.

Chu Xiu was surprised and asked the old monk's host, whether there was a secret.

The old monk shook his head, saying that he was unclear. What Chu Xiu described was not recorded in the Buddhist classics.

When Chu Xiu saw that he didn't like lying, he no longer asked, and silently remembered the discovery in his heart.

The two flew for more than an hour.

When you come to Ximo North, you can see the sea for hundreds of thousands of miles.

Chu Xiu has been able to smell the salty wet in the air.

Looking up.

The sky is colorful.

The gorgeous aurora is covered with the sky, beautiful, mysterious, and intoxicating.

"Ximo is really a mysterious place."

No matter how many times you look at it, it will be amazing.

"Her Majesty said." The old monk closed his hands and smiled well.

"The gray mist spread to the starry sky where the sky is located, this scene will disappear!" Chu Xiu sighed.

The old monk's face changed.

"I don't know if Her Majesty's Great Wall Plan is still missing?"

Chu Xiu looked at the old monk sideways, and his lips rose. "Lack, why not lack, not only lack of people, but also lack of resources."

He raised his right hand and patted the old monk's shoulder.

The old monk only felt that his shoulders were hit by a real dragon, and his body and bones were almost scattered. He endured the pain and smiled bitterly: "It is not that the Western Mo Buddha country does not respond to your call."

"For the past 100,000 years, Ximo's focus has been on the road. In order to explore the road, we have paid too much."

"Don't understand it, we are really unwilling."

Chu Xiu looked at him with a smile, "Why did you change your mind now?"

The old monk smiled bitterly, "Your Majesty decided to explore in person.

Looking at the colorful aurora in the nine days, the sight saw a stone gate through the void.

On the surface of the fan stone door, after the erosion of the ancient years, the rune has been worn mostly.

Because of this, the Western Mo Buddha can discover its existence.

"Where is Tianlu?"

"Yes, Ma, that is the Tianmen."

"Really hidden, no wonder no one can find the road!"

Chu Xiu looked back and stepped up.

The space is like waves, centered on him, and layers of stacks.