Immortal Voices

Rong Xian looked at the sea shrouded in Buddha light, evil spirits lingering in the sky, ghosts and horrors, fairy music fluttering below, and the Buddha light was shining.

With a change of heart, the scene before her changed again.

It became the Rong family buried in the ground thousands of years ago, the brilliant flowers blooming, the happy family members.

Rong Xian frowned slightly, and the scene was over again. The red clouds of fire were circling around, and the red lotus industry was burning, so it looked much more comfortable.

She opened her eyes and smiled slightly, as if she had let go of her mind, and the whole person was relaxed.

The buddha looked at Rong Xian, and felt that this kind of stubbornness was quite transparent and Buddha-like.

But for those who don't look away, this is too ruthless and cruel.

The righteous word is no heart or lungs.

Rong Xian smiled down, his eyebrow smiled into his bones.

As soon as the Buddha finished quietly exaggerating Rong Xian in his heart, he saw this heart-wrenching smile, and he was stunned for a moment.

Rong Xian raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Little monk, did your teacher teach you that the beauty is all pink skulls?"

Having said that, she raised her head to express her emotions with an aria: "Various sentient beings, mixed with red dust. Fighting for fame and fortune, surrounded by emotions. Peerless Hongyan turned but no bones, the emperor closed her eyes but no yellow earth A moment. "

Her Qingyue's voice murmured, and Yi Yang frustrated as if she were singing a gorgeous poem: "Fame, wealth, wealth, wealth, wealth, wealth, wealth, wealth, wealth, wealth.

The Buddha listened intently as she listened to her, and she caught off guard. Then she said, "——Why do you have to make so many things cheap for others?"

Buddha: "..."

The Buddha's expression was amused, and she blinked playfully, and said softly, "So, it's just too much burden on myself, just live well."

Buddha: "..." Be personal.

Rong Xian stared at Niehai deeply, and finally turned his head reluctantly, crooked his head toward the Buddha, and said, "I've finished watching, let's go."

Anyway, walk slowly forward.

She didn't know that the Buddha behind him had widened her eyes, as if she had seen something incredible.

Of course, the Buddha was surprised. The soul that has been attracted to Nie Hai from ancient times has not been able to leave.

It is not inseparable, but they are not willing to leave.

In addition to seeing what was once unforgettable in the sea of ​​iniquity, they will see no one knows anything.

But that is the scene where no one knows, let those people stay here forever and never quit.

At least the Buddha has not seen a soul leave, his master has not seen it, and his master has not seen it.

Thinking of this, the Buddha hurried forward until it was out of the bounds of Niehai, which caught up with Rong Xian.

He didn't have the time to think that Rong Xian was walking slowly, but made him desperately chase for so long. Instead, he approached Rong Xian and asked, "Female donor, what did you just see there?"

Rong Xian replied casually: "Don't you know? I saw the old man."

Buddhism scratched his head and said, "No, besides the old man, what else do you see?"

A soul has successfully escaped from the sea of ​​iniquity, and he can finally know what is in it, and the soul that can be attracted has even abandoned the rebirth.

Rong Xian lifted his eyes and stroked his sleeves, and sighed in his heart. This is really a **** without a door.

She Shiran asked, "Do you want to know?"

Before waiting for the Buddha to answer, Rong Xian asked and answered herself, and said in a muffled voice, "Where is your Lord Buddha?"

"It's impossible!" The Buddha jumped and didn't believe what she said.

How could the Lord Buddha be there! Everyone knows that the Lord Buddha is in Rakuten.

Rong Xian smiled meaningfully, but what is she talking nonsense, but who can be sure that the Lord of Buddha is in Rakuten.

Everyone also knows that Emperor Qian is in Beijing, and she has not yet come to the West Antarctica.

Seeing that there was a problem with the Lord of the Buddha, the Buddha was unable to stretch. Rong Xian then slowly said, "There is nothing in the sea of ​​sin."

"Then why do so many souls not leave?" The Buddha made it clear that he didn't believe it, and felt that Rong Xian's credibility in this regard was too low.

Rong Xian's mouth slightly tilted, saying: "It's actually a colorful world inside."

The Buddha quickly raised his ears and listened carefully, the dark color also eased.

That's ridiculous. How good is the answer.

Rong Xian took his look into his eyes, and there was a hint of interest in his eyes.

She seemed to be unaware, and continued: "The world is full of vitality, and there are so many immortals in the world, and Taiyi walks everywhere. Everyone works hard to be free."

The more the Buddhism heard, the more he felt wrong. How did he feel that this was not a real world, but a whimsical one?

At this time, Rong Xian sighed with emotion: "That's a world where individuals are like dragons, and that's a world where you can have whatever you want."

After a pause, she added: "Everything you can imagine will be shown one by one in that world."

This is clear enough.

The Buddha's face turned black every inch, he straightened up, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't you tell the little monk that it is a dreamland that you want to accomplish?"

Rong Xian glanced at him with a disapproving glance: "What illusion, that's where your Lord Buddha made it, can be expressed in such a vulgar 'illusion' ..."

Her voice stopped abruptly, and she raised her eyes and looked up and down the Buddha several times, and she saw that the Buddha was uncomfortable. Then she slowly said, "You are not sincere, you are not sincere to your Buddha."

She was puzzled: "You obviously think so, but you have to deceive yourself, and you don't like me to tear it apart. Your little monk is very contradictory."

"Don't you say your family doesn't slang?" Rong Xian asked.

Buddha: "..." This kind of thing is all right, why bother to say it.

He is not a real Buddha, of course, he will have personal feelings.

The Buddha reluctantly maintained a calm demeanor, his voice as if squeezed out of his throat: "Are you Jianxiu?" Why is his mouth so owed!

Rong Xian blinked and smiled and said, "The young monk guessed well."

As she said, a flash of sword flickered in her eyes.

Although it was only a moment, it was enough for the Buddha to learn about Rong Xian's other identity.

It is indeed the anxious sword repair that owes a gluttonous mouth.

Buddha: Qi has become a puffer fish!

"You've just made a precept." Rong Xian suddenly said.

The Buddha was clever, and the whole person was awake.

Before waiting for him to regret the two sins, Rong Xian stepped back without a trace, with an undeniable doubt in his voice: "You are a fake monk, is the true Buddha Did you kill? "

This is really awesome!

The Buddha was so confused that he didn't understand where to start?

"Although I haven't seen the Buddha, I heard that the Buddha is prestigious, mellow, and stable. How can you escape like you? Not only are you disrespectful to the Buddha, but you also break the commandment." Rong Xian said with reason and reason. With a serious look, "Say, who are you?"

The green tendons of the buddha ’s forehead jumped down, only to feel that a line in his head was ‘ga-ga’.

He gasped for two breaths and shouted inexorably: "Don't you know that only Buddha can live in this Niehai Bodhi Mountain?"

Rong Xian's pure eyes were puzzled: "I know now, so how did you break in and drop the real Buddha?"

Buddha :! !!

The Buddha took a deep breath, and after a half-death of his own death, the boss's effort was explained, which made Rong Xian believe that he was a real Buddha, not a cat or a dog.

Rong Xian, the culprit, instead gave a rake, and said extremely unpleasantly: "You Buddha, it is really good and unreasonable, and the conditions for the Buddha to choose a Buddha are too low."

The Buddha was almost vomiting blood due to Qi, but he was wrong in the co-authorship? !!

The Buddha left his sleeve on the spot and silently repented in his heart that he had broken the law again.

In that chamber, Rong Xian stood on the spot, smiling at the back of the Buddha with a smile on the corner of his mouth, pretending to be like: "The little monk has a great temperament."

Her figure flickered, and a streamer fell on the grass next to her feet.

Growing by the sea of ​​evil and being nurtured by the soul, it's no wonder she felt the grass strange when she first saw it.

The soul power in it can make her recover the wounded soul through the cracks in space.

Rong Xian's main soul rested, but the northern continent fought fiercely.