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The secret of heaven is unpredictable, it is obviously unconscious, but it can set aside the motives and kill the game invisibly, which is more powerful than any conspirator. Even the mind of the practitioner can be blinded, either ignorant or crazy, step by step into death without knowing it.
If it hadn't been for Li Qingshan to have the blood of a tortoise, he might not have had such an idea at all.
"Although I am not afraid of any providence, the most important thing is to find Begonia. You might as well keep a low profile and follow the example of the ghost turtle to avoid evil and avoid trouble."
Li Qingshan closed his eyes, his demon spirit was completely reduced, and his face returned to a human appearance. When he opened his eyes again, his red eyes turned into black pupils, and his expression was calm and thin. Not only the breath, but even the sense of existence has become weak. If it is not intentionally paid attention to, it will even be ignored.
The sky was surging with wind and clouds, rolling clouds and mountains were low and low pressure, carrying thousands of miles of rain and thunder.
Li Qingshan smiled slightly and leaped softly into the torrential rain.
boom!
A blue lightning passed through him, smashing huge rocks. The rocks were still flying through the air, and another series of thunder fell, and the sky and the earth were all white.
"What a god!"
Li Qingshan is swimming in the dark rainstorm, like a turtle swimming in the deep sea. Almost half of the lightning greeted him, even if ten great monks joined forces, there was no such power, this was the power of heaven and earth.
However, there was no thunderbolt that could hit him, it seemed! Even Mingming's Will could not lock the current him, allowing him to freely shuttle in the thunder pond.
"Haha, what can God do to me?"
Li Qingshan smiled, and a thunder suddenly twisted and twisted beside him, blasting directly on his face.
He grinned. Although it didn't hurt or itchy, he was a bit embarrassed. Fortunately, there was no one in the wild. Thinking of just now, the state of mind is too awkward. The air machine was accidentally leaked.
When he walked through this thunderstorm, looking for that ray of affection, he cast into the depths of Leizhou, crossed thousands of mountains and hundreds of rivers, and encountered several consecutive thunderstorms. Suddenly saw a glorious mountain city, like a torch rising in the dark. Burning at the end of heaven and earth.
Li Qingshan's eyes lit up, she was there!
The mountain city is more than a thousand feet high, and the city gate is engraved with three large characters-the city of ten thousand Buddhas.
"What a big tone!
Li Qingshan looked around, and the Buddha statues that he saw in Tianlong Temple not long ago were all over here. Except for the pavilions and palaces, the entire mountain city is engraved with large and small Buddha statues. More than tens of thousands, it is literally hundreds of millions. The dense Buddha's light gathered in the mountains is far from even Lingguo Temple.
"But what is Haitang doing here? Isn't it possible to convert to Buddhism? Okay. I just came to the den of thieves as soon as I was crowned the throne of the enemy of Buddha!"
The city gate opened, seeming to be waiting for him.
"Who!?" There was a low voice from the city gate.
The other guards were also alarmed, and the city gate was empty, but they didn't see a half-person figure, so they were relieved.
"Where is anyone? Don't yell."
"Hey, is it my dizziness? I just saw it clearly..."
"Okay, you must be dazzled. Even in this weather, even practitioners will not go out at will. Besides, what about some people. Can they come to the city and cause damage? This is the City of Ten Thousand Buddhas in Xiliang, and the same is true when I come in. Throw yourself into the net! Seeing the weather, thunder is about to thunder again, prepare to borrow Lei Yin to practice!"
Unknowingly, black clouds pressed down on the city, submerging all the palaces on the mountain, but not a single drop of rain fell. As if something was brewing.
A guard suddenly lowered his voice: "I heard... An enemy of the Buddha appeared in Qingzhou, originally the princess of the Kingdom of Chu of Qingzhou, who somehow resurrected from the dead, and broke the capital of Chizhou and slaughtered the people all over the city."
All the guards are chilling. There seemed to be a monster lurking in the dark clouds, staring at them. Leizhou has respected Buddhism since ancient times, and almost everyone worships and believes in the Buddha. Even the King of Xiliang was established by monks. Isn't it the biggest goal of the enemy of Buddha
boom!
There was a thunder, which shocked everyone, and when they recovered, they scolded the guard one after another. It wasn't until I changed the subject and talked about women that the atmosphere of horror was diluted.
"Hey, when do you think the prince can hold a beautiful woman?"
"I think it's coming soon. The prince revolves around the seventh world, has survived the tribulation three times, and is infatuated with the Qiu Sect Master. Even a stone should be melted."
In the heights of the mountain city, in a beautiful pavilion with a style different from other buildings, the woman lay lazily on the log, with a trace of inexplicable throbbing in her heart. In other words, when the name circulated in my ears again, the throbbing never subsided.
"Do you remember me? Maybe you don't remember it! That's okay, I just remember you."
Muttering to himself, a smile appeared on the red lips, beautiful and beautiful.
A call interrupted his thoughts: "The sect master, that Prince Cangyang is here again, he must have written a new love poem?"
"Well, I see, please wait a moment."
After a while, Luo Teng rose.
The woman didn't dress her makeup, put on a robe at will, walked out of the boudoir, and came downstairs.
In the middle of the building, a group of singing and dancing, silk and bamboo orchestras are endless, but they can only serve as a foil to laughter, a scene of red dust.
As her figure appeared, the laughter suddenly calmed down, revealing the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras, and everyone's eyes were attracted by her. Regardless of men and women, young and old, the brightest eyes were a monk.
He wore a big red monk robe, and his hair was short and neat, but he was not shaved like a middle-earth monk. Without sacrificing his handsome face, he has a solemn and holy temperament.
The woman in the building looked at him with fiery eyes, but the man respected him and saluted him far away. But he remained unmoved until the woman appeared, and immediately greeted him, clasped his hands together, and bowed:
"Begonia, you are really getting more and more beautiful."
His eyes are sincere, not mixed with desires, he does not conceal the admiration and appreciation in his heart, let alone the eyes of other people.
Qiu Haitang said: "The prince is absurd, Haitang is too embarrassed to be, I don't know what's going on?"
"I made another poem for you..."
Qiu Haitang interrupted: "His Royal Highness, thank you for your kindness. But you should know my origin, and you also know who my man is?"
"Li Qingshan's name, I naturally know, but that ruthless person, is he worthy of being your man?"
"What the hell, the monk also came to pry the corner, and he also made a very infatuated look. And the crowds are taken for granted, there are many monks inside, it is impossible that this city of ten thousand Buddhas turned out to be the base camp of prostitutes!"
Li Qingshan slandered in his heart. Since he came to the city, he has locked in the breath of Qiu Begonia and is hearing this movement.
He didn't know that Leizhou Buddhism belonged to the Tantric school, and even monks could not forbid marriage to establish this Xiliang Kingdom. Moreover, similar to wild places such as Wuzhou and Shuangzhou, the folk customs are very open and bold. Not only is it not a bad thing to woo in public, it is actually a good story. (To be continued...) R1292
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