Resurrection of Shinto

The gem is in the air!

Up and down up and down, slowly rotating.

The fiery red light continued to spread, each gem occupies its own position, and the light was connected to each other, and the area of ​​three miles around was illuminated like daylight.

In a remote corner in the northeast, a Taoist stood in the wind, his dark blue Taoist robe quivered, and waves of warm wind followed. Ordinary people stood here, already sweating on their own.

The Taoist complexion was pale and immature, just like a teenager, his white hair was **** by a wooden hairpin, and he was now carrying a ruler behind him.

The ruler is about three feet long, from top to bottom, showing a light blue color.

The ruler is straight, without any bending, and would rather take it straight than bend it.

Just like the spine of heaven and earth, there must not be any humility.

"Amitabha Buddha, why did Brother Chonghe Dao come here?" Puhong folded his hands together, wearing a monk robe inside and robes on the outside, and his precious appearance was solemn, just like a great monk, stepping in the sky, step by step, step by step lotus .

The golden pure lotus appeared one after another, then slowly dissipated until Puhong stood in front of the Taoist Chonghe.

"It turned out to be Master Puhong of Jinguang Temple!" Taoist Chonghe slowly shifted his eyes, watching Puhong's peaceful eyes in front of him appear surprised, and the voice of praise sounded: "Jinguang Temple was originally the end of the Buddhist sacred place. Since Guangyuan Holy Monk served as the abbot."

"Jingguang Temple is prosperous. One year is better than one year. In just one hundred years, four masters have emerged in Jinguang Temple. Now it seems that the four masters of Jinguang Temple should be headed by Puhong."

"No, these are not four mages, but five holy monks."

After attaining the golden body, Fang is a holy monk, and the five holy monks keep secret of the great ambition of Jinguang Temple.

"It's ridiculous that the Great Zhou was in vain, so I set up a maze, fearing that the two lines of Taoism and Buddhism would be disturbed. I want Ren Tianxing, the head of the Xuanjing Si, and one of the generals, Huo Xing, breaks through to become a great master.

"I don't know that the Holy Monk Puhong has eliminated the three poisons, cleans the six roots, has a clear body and mind, and is pure inside and outside.

"Brother Chonghe Dao is as clear as a wave, faintly deriving a pure sun, and within three years, it can be transformed into a pure sun." Puhong stared at Chonghe deeply, watching the other party's Qing Qi evolve and faintly turn into a blue cloud. Pure Yang will evolve.

He also praised the sermon: "Yuqing Dao became a real person from the self-mastery, and there has never been a master. Everyone knows that it is presided over by Chongxu, Chonghe, and Chongqing. There has never been a real person. Now it seems that the world underestimates Yuqing Dao. ."

"Sanzhen Yuqing will soon be famous all over the world."

"Yuqing Dao is not as good as the five holy monks of Jinguang Temple." Chonghe slowly shook his head. Jinguang Temple has been prospering for a hundred years, and I don't know what it is. The sight of Guangyuan is indeed the most stunning and beautiful Jinguang Temple in hundreds of years. By.

"Brother Chonghe Dao is self-effacing. Yu Qing Dao inherits the ancients and has its own heritage. In the ancient times, he was in charge of Yu Qing Tian. Even in the thirty-six days of Dao Sect, he was also a leader. If the spiritual energy is restored today, Yu Qing Tian will appear again sooner or later."

"Yuqing Dao must come out of true immortals. This is a definite number, and it is far from comparable to the Jinguang Temple." Puhong's tone was calm, and he spoke slowly.

Chonghe stared deeply at Baoxiang’s solemn Puhong. Such secret counterparts actually knew that Jinguang Temple seemed so simple on the surface. He didn't know who the Buddhas of the ten directions and the Jinguang Temple were related to.

Rejuvenation of spiritual energy, thirty-six days, the pure land of all Buddhas will all recover one by one in the future.

This is a time of great controversy. Chong He slowly shifted his eyes, looked at the ancient battlefield in the distance, and preached solemnly: "Pan Dao is here for the **** of water."

"The spiritual energy is revived and the catastrophe arises. Yuqing Dao needs a Taoist protector. From the perspective of the poor Dao, this **** has a predestined relationship with my Yuqing Dao. Please don't interfere with the priest Puhong."

"Amitabha Buddha, this time the poor monk came here, also came from this god, this **** is self-made, my Buddha is merciful, the poor monk can't bear the death of this god, since brother Chonghe Dao intends to accept this **** to protect the way."

"I have two veins of Taoism and Buddhism. The poor monk will not stop him. If Brother Chonghe has difficulties, I can call the poor monk." Puhong has a peaceful tone and a humble attitude.

"Sage Sang Puhong looked at it and saw that it started from beginning to end, but it was my Daoist line. There was Dao in the beginning, and God was under Dao." Chong He sneered one or two, his tone was firm, and could not be rebutted.

"Keep this mind in Longjiang, attract Da Zhou's attention, disturb the black dragon, and protect my Yuqing Dao."

"This **** can be considered dead in the end!"

There are often Lengtouqing, and there are not often Lengtouqing who are capable. Finally, there is one. Of course, he can't let the other party die. He also needs to continue to charge and trap, and constantly test the emptiness and reality of the great Zhou.

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The dragon cart rides on the bone horse. The low body and the tall bone horse show a sense of contrast. The heavy armor on the whole body has been connected to the bone horse. The dense white bones are like bone spurs. Grows from the chest and back.

Grim, terrifying, and gloomy.

The hostility began to spread, turning into a black shadow ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ with teeth and claws in the sky.

"Where is Huang Lingjun?"

"Let him come out and die?" General Qian had already held the sword on his waist with one hand, and his eyes solemnly watched the dragon cart leading the mighty battle spirit out.

There are a lot of battle spirits, and at first glance, there are definitely three thousand.

Long Cha looked at General Qian, his thick beard constantly trembling, and his wild voice sounded: "Kill you, why do you have to take action?"

"Arrogant!" General Qian scolded, looking at Dou Changsheng in the distance, and preaching in a calm tone: "Since the ghosts are out, there is no need to enter the camp with the gods."

"Please also the gods to take action and kill the ghosts!"

"You son of tortoise, what is the point of fighting and not fighting, fighting and not fighting?" General Qian's words were covered by a roar, and the ghost on the ancient battlefield jumped into the burly general and pointed directly. Shouted at General Qian.

After talking about a burly big man named Ye, he couldn't help but stared deeply at the old man beside him.

The old man stroked his beard and looked at the Zhennan Army who didn't say a word, was insulted and didn't have any words. The qi and blood in the night was like a melting pot, and he could feel the heat from a distance, and his body seemed to be burned. Sense of.

Looking at the other side that has no effect, the hesitation and struggle in his eyes are fleeting, and within a breath of time, there is already a final settlement.

A token appeared in his hand. The token was gray, cast in steel and filled with a cold touch.

The word Huang Ling is being written on it.

Holding up the token in his hand, the old man said sternly: "Keep your soldiers for a thousand days, and use them for a while. This is the time to serve the king and protect the ruler."

"All the soldiers follow this general!"

"Kill the enemy!"

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