"well."
In this sigh,
Contains too much helplessness;
It’s a bit like when everyone in the dormitory has gone to bed at night, only those who can’t stand the lights on and can’t fall asleep will get out of bed to turn off the lights.
It's a bit like when you're playing a team game online. The monster is in front of you, but the tank warrior is still standing behind, smoking and watching the scenery, and in the end the mage can only move forward helplessly.
But it is undeniable that
An expert can tell whether it is good or not with just one move.
Especially the word "Alas", which served as a natural finishing touch at this moment!
On style, sense of ritual, style, family education, inheritance, experience,
To be honest,
The majestic Mount Tai has stood in hell for thousands of years.
When the first generation founded the business and the subsequent generations of the mansion inherited it, the fruits under the Bodhi tree had not yet fallen.
If this were placed in the mortal world, it would be an unprecedented dynasty, with etiquette and rules, elegance that is ingrained in the bones, and the skills to show off and build a good reputation, all of which have long been fully loaded.
To put it bluntly, even when he farts, he knows how to make the smell more pleasant for people around him.
The terrifying and majestic body,
Supported by one hand,
It just stayed there.
Add a "Alas",
Like sprinkling water, light and floating,
Everything,
It seems not worth mentioning.
Although this scene was short, it was in no way inferior to the special effects when the Bodhisattva appeared earlier.
Not to mention what's next.
The old Taoist moved his wrist.
Two words came out of my throat:
"Get out of the way!"
“Buzz!”
This majestic body that blocked out the sky and the sun was thrown out like a discus.
It's a pity that Di Ting, who looks so majestic and powerful, is like a fragile little quail at this moment, being thrown here and there.
Di Ting's body began to shrink, and finally, it turned into the image of an adult man, kneeling under the lotus throne of the Bodhisattva.
"Amitabha, we meet again after a thousand years of separation."
Bodhisattva is a Bodhisattva after all.
His elegance was evident from beginning to end.
The old Taoist priest seemed to have no image at all.
Sitting on the hospital bed, he stretched out his hand to pick at the gap between his big toes, and then put his finger to the tip of his nose and sniffed;
This picture is really very tasteful.
"Oh my god, that's right. I haven't seen you for so many years. I miss you so much."
After the Taoist priest finished speaking, he chuckled, reached out and took out an orange from the bed behind him, and continued:
"Eat one, it will quench your thirst."
After that,
The orange was thrown directly at the Bodhisattva.
Di Ting, who was standing by, stepped forward immediately.
"Bang!"
Di Ting was hit and sent flying by an orange.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, fruit is so expensive nowadays, people can barely afford to eat it. It's fine if you don't want to eat it, but how can you let the beasts waste it?"
The old Taoist seemed a little dissatisfied. He picked his ears with his little finger, then put it to his mouth and blew it, blowing out snowflakes.
The Bodhisattva didn't care. After all, he had known what kind of person this person was a thousand years ago.
"It's been a thousand years, and you haven't made any progress at all."
The Bodhisattva has a sharp gaze and can see many things at a glance.
In the thousand years since the Taoist priest disappeared, there has been no news of him. The underworld cannot find him, and even Di Ting cannot sense him.
When it comes to the ability to hide, to be honest, the Taoist priest is no weaker than Ying Gou.
However, Ying Gou had to do so because he had too many enemies after his death.
The old Taoist chose to "retract" his ego on his own initiative, which was more like playing a big game of chess.
Of course, everything has its pros and cons. It is impossible to live in seclusion and practice like in myths.
This is probably what the Bodhisattva meant when he said that he had not made any progress in the past thousand years.
"Hehe, actually, I also want to work hard. I don't do anything else every day. I just concentrate on practicing Buddhism."
As they were talking,
The old Taoist himself laughed.
Continued:
"But there's nothing I can do. I'm a genius after all. Sometimes I really have to be careful. I just squat in the toilet. I might get seven or eight sudden realizations in that short time.
Oh, it's really torturous."
The implication is,
What is a thousand years of no progress
Whenever I want,
You can make a big splash at any time and make up for the lost thousand years.
"It's just a sword. Is it worth wasting a thousand years on it?"
The Bodhisattva asked.
The two parties seemed to be talking, as if reminiscing about the past.
In fact,
The Bodhisattva is reweaving this small world of Sumeru.
This is Yangdi.
He is very tall.
The last generation in front of him is no shorter than him,
Two very tall people standing together.
It will be very eye-catching.
The sky has a temper, and the sky in the mortal world has an even worse temper. It won't take the initiative to cause trouble for you like the Xuan-Yuan Sword, but if you dance too happily under its nose, it won't sit idly by.
Patching up this small world of Sumeru is actually to pave the way for what is to come.
When gods fight, they have to be considerate of mortals.
"What's a thousand years?" The old Taoist curled his lips in annoyance, "What this government wants is heaven and earth, thousands and thousands of years!!!"
For some reason, Zhou Ze's eyelids twitched when the old Taoist said this.
It seems that at this moment,
The old Taoist is the real last ruler of the mansion.
That one got mad.
The ancestral heritage can be lost at any time.
Willing to leave it behind,
Because I want to get more!
What he wanted was tens of thousands of years in the world, what he wanted was eternity. The loss of just a thousand years was really a drizzle compared to tens of thousands of years.
Just like many students in the world who isolate themselves from the world for six years in middle school in order to get into a good university.
Especially on the blackboard of the senior class, the most popular words to write are chicken soup sentences like "Today's bitterness will bring sweetness tomorrow".
"So, can our ancestors' foundation be thrown away just like that?"
The Bodhisattva continued to ask.
at the same time,
The golden lotuses beneath his seat began to fall into the ground below.
Even the sky above seemed to be slowly inlaid with a golden edge.
The Taoist priest yawned and waved his hand.
"This little bit of foundation is nothing. If you give me some time, I can build a foundation even bigger than your ancestors!"
From the time the Taoist priest took action until now when he was communicating with the Bodhisattva, Lao Zhang had been looking at the Taoist priest with an open-mouthed expression.
Especially the words that the old Taoist gave in response to the Bodhisattva were truly... awe-inspiring.
You won’t think he is bragging, because the confidence and aura he exudes really give people the feeling that if he says it, he can definitely do it.
Old Zhang finally understood.
Why would Lawyer An, who has always been extremely picky about food, be willing to team up with the old Taoist to go through the alleys and comfort those older girls who look bigger than his own body
once,
Lao Zhang thought that those people in the bureau who liked to curry favor with others were already the worst kind of people. Who would have thought that Lawyer An was the real master in this field.
Just those few answers shocked Lao Zhang, a man who considered himself very "upright", so much that he wanted to get closer to the Taoist priest.
Boss Zhou secretly lit another cigarette.
Smoking is harmful to health, endangers others, and is a wrong and stupid behavior!
But at this moment, Boss Zhou felt that there was nothing else to do except continue to be "stupid".
At this moment, he finally understood why Ying Gou had remained silent before;
yes,
I haven't recovered yet and am still licking my wounds.
There was a lively guy standing in front of me.
If he doesn't go up, will he let himself go up with his injured body
At most, we can just compete to see who is not afraid of death.
hehe,
In terms of not fearing death,
You are a guy who abandoned the foundation of your ancestors because you were afraid of dying in a thousand years.
Do you dare to compete
but,
Zhou Ze also saw it.
This barrier, or let’s call it a small world, since Boss Zhou doesn’t know much about formations, he doesn’t know what it is specifically called.
But one can clearly feel that everything here is becoming more and more real, that is to say, this barrier is becoming more and more solid!
The jar has been reinforced. Next, is it time to catch the turtle
Zhou Ze really wanted to remind the old Taoist priest,
Don't just brag.
Hurry up and fight.
Then whether to take a walk or continue working, we can talk about that later, but we have to seize the time now.
However, after thinking about it, Boss Zhou still didn't say anything about this reminder, but just continued to "puff smoke" foolishly;
Others are more afraid of death than themselves. How could they not know the changes around them
"What a pity! You wasted thousands of years, but what you got is today."
The Bodhisattva clasped his hands together.
"Amitabha, today, I just need you to really move, and the calamity you imposed on me will be gone."
The reason why the Bodhisattva consolidated the formation here was not actually to strangle the last Lord of the Mansion here.
Even though a centipede dies but remains stiff, even though one has not made any progress in the past thousand years, and has practiced hard for a thousand years, he is no longer the same as before;
But the Bodhisattva really didn't want to fight to the death with the last Lord of the Mansion.
The reason for consolidating this small world was not to catch a turtle in a jar as Zhou Ze thought, but to make it convenient here to force the Lord of the Mansion to show his strength under his attack.
This is what he needs to do. After doing it, he can just leave. Whether he wants to travel around or return to hell, he can do it calmly.
As long as the last generation really "moves",
Xuanyuan Sword can sense his breath,
By then,
The real owner has been discovered.
The scapegoat is no longer a scapegoat.
This is what the Bodhisattva planned. Just like when the hell changed drastically, when facing Ying Gou and the first generation that came later, the Bodhisattva just silently took the punches but did not resist or struggle.
To put it nicely, he is a Buddhist, to put it bluntly, he is also lazy;
I am too lazy to spend any extra energy on things that I don’t care about or don’t need.
The old Taoist laughed.
Laughing very... ... the villain succeeds,
Smiling is also degrading;
This laughter is exactly like the one made by the villain in the TV series before being killed by the protagonist.
"Ksitigarbha, do you know what the biggest gap between you and me is?"
far away,
The Bodhisattva bowed his head slightly.
road:
“Please help.”
"Nothing else." The old Taoist stretched himself, pointed at his face, and smiled, "My life is better than yours!"
… … …
at the same time,
In a wax museum in Tongcheng, thousands of miles away,
one person,
Bend down,
Lower your head,
Open your mouth:
“Crack!”