Chapter 324 Eastern Buddha

Chapter 324, Eastern Earth Buddha

But before implementing this plan, they had to go back to heal their wounds. On this trip, they had a lot of hands. The two finally performed two spells, both of which were full of vitality. Even if they reached the amazing recovery power of heaven and man, they would have to spend about a month to heal their wounds.

The painting halberd originally planned to kill the people's island after the women fled in the sedan chair, but now it doesn't work. Both of them are seriously injured. As if they were just resurrected at this time, they had no choice but to eat and walk.

Finally, I had to sigh and go in the direction of Ghost Island.

The three-day trip to Rendao gained a lot, especially knowing that the woman in the sedan chair could only leave the sedan chair for tea time. This is important for painting halberd.

Sneaked back to the sea of blood, and the painting halberd did not dare to go to the mountains for the time being. If Feng'er and the others saw their embarrassed appearance, they might worry about what they would look like.

He took good care of himself outside and healed all his wounds before going back.

When he entered the courtyard, he happened to hit Yuan Fei. Yuan Fei ran away with a red face. The painting halberd smiled bitterly in his heart. The last time he accidentally touched her chest, he was remembered by the always careless woman.

Entering the yard, Feng'er was coaxing the little painting Buddha. The painting halberd gently stepped forward and from the back of Feng'er's waist: "Madam, I'm back."

Feng'er blushed, patted the hand that was touching the halberd dishonestly at her waist, and whispered, "The child is still there..."

The halberd is small. He reached out and hugged the little painting Buddha, and his eyes narrowed. The child is now four months old. Compared with the time of birth, he is much more energetic. He is overjoyed and keeps making faces and teasing his baby son.

I think that before the child grows up, he must revive the Tuxinzong and pass on the mant of the Tuxinzong to him.

However, these things have to wait until the matter of the Bloody Prison Tower is completely solved.

There is a long way to go, but it is not far from the appearance of the Blood Prison Tower. At that time, there must be wind and clouds on the island.

Tiandao and Shura Island, which have never appeared, are not easy to mess with. And the woman in the sedan chair has always regarded herself as an eyesore. Except for the Fang family, there will not be any family standing behind him at that time, but... He is not like asking Fang Yulu to help her. She killed Aunt Xue and her father with her own hands and dealt too much blow to herself. He knew that she could not forgive Fang Yulu now.

And even if he puts down his precepts and accepts Fang Yulu's help, the other three people will definitely be enemies of the Fang family - in fact, he has always regarded himself as the Fang family in his heart, and the other three people of Gentian and the Fang family are the last thing he wants to see.

smiled and teased the little painting Buddha, but sighed secretly in his heart.

I hugged my baby son for a while and flirted with Feng'er for a while. The painting halberd complained that he was often not at home in Feng'er and walked out of the courtyard apologetically and found a place to heal his wounds by the blood sea.

He didn't receive much trauma, but the injury in his body was a little troublesome. In the end, when he tried his best to blow up the elixir, Yuanli almost broke the elixir. Of course, the meridians were also quite damaged.

However, it is easy to repair the meridians, and it is a little difficult to repair the elixir.

But now it's only coming slowly.

But he didn't dare to concentrate on healing, ignoring Feng'er and the others. In the evening, he returned to the quadrangle courtyard like a person who was fine.

When I came back, there was already a large table in the center of the courtyard and slowly placed a table of dishes. It was not a delicacy, but it was absolutely delicious food - because the painting halberd smelled it from afar, which must be made by Feng'er.

Although the people in this yard have already opened the valley except Yuan Fei, they are still surrounded at this moment.

Among them, the little fat Buddha is the happiest. He holds the little painting Buddha in one hand and picks up the fried cabbage with chopsticks in the other hand to prepare to feed it to his mouth.

The painting halberd panicked. The little painting Buddha is only four months old, and his milk has not been broken yet. How can he eat cabbage... It's not a rabbit.

He hurried forward and scolded the little fat man. The other party cried and sat down again.

Shui Qiqi has been doing needlework and threading and didn't notice this scene; Iron Man, Dahuang, Erhei and the three of them have been whispering and don't know what to discuss. Seeing this scene, they all laughed dumbly.

At this time, Feng'er came out of the kitchen with a bowl of hot soup in her hand and said anxiously, "Are you bullying the little fat man again?"

The halberd rubbed the little fat Buddha's head and found that his head was suddenly full of meat buns. Despite the strong opposition of the other party, he took off the peru hat above his head.

Looking at it, he was originally only in the shape of a Buddha, but he was not a little fat man of the Buddha. At this moment, even this face makes people feel that he has a solemn face, with a meat bun on his head and a fat earlobe. Except for his slightly tender face, he is completely like a Buddha.

He has now reached the realm of heaven and man, and his divine knowledge has been found out. He suddenly found that the little fat man's Buddha nature does not know how many times more pure than the previous months.

A little stunned, but the little fat Buddha didn't realize it.

"What's wrong with your head?" After thinking about it, the painting halberd still asked.

The little fat Buddha raised his little face with an uninformed expression: "What?"

The halberd helped him put the Pilu hat on, smiled and didn't say anything.

Buddha's practice, the little fat Buddha has no less than ten thousand buns on his head. If under normal circumstances, it will take at least ten thousand years, but at this moment, how did he grow into such a thing in just April?

The halberd couldn't figure it out, but he vaguely felt that it was not a good sign.

The meat bun on the head of the Buddha Gate is for the image of wisdom. There are very few Buddhas who practice the image of wisdom. It can be said that there are almost no Buddhas. Once it comes to practice the image of wisdom, it is extremely difficult for Nirvana to soar. Since ancient times, I have never heard of anyone who can practice this Dharma can soar.

After carefully observing the little fat man for a while, the other party was not strange at all, and the painting halberd had to put his heart down.

When the dishes were served, Feng'er called everyone to sit down. Iron Man, Rhubarb and Erhei also came over. These three people have rarely seen them recently. It is said that they have practiced what kind of formation they have practiced, which makes Huaji very curious.

The painting halberd couldn't resist his curiosity and asked. As a result, the three gods mysteriously only said, "Secret."

The halberd's anxious heart hurts... Previously, the woman in the sedan chair on the island desperately spewed out several mouthfuls of pains, but now the chest still hurts...

After the three iron men sat down, Shui Qiqi also sat down, and the old man Xue mixed followed him from outside.

After looking around for a long time, I didn't see Yuan Fei. I was curious, what on earth did this little girl do?

As a result, Feng'er glanced at him: "It's not you. Sister Yuan Fei said you bullied her..."

Tears flowed in the heart of the painting halberd, isn't it bullshit... How dare you bully her?

Not only Yuan Fei disappeared, but also the little girl brought back from Qingzhu City.

Feng'er said again, "It seems that she was dragged by Yuan Fei's sister to accompany her. I don't know exactly what to do..."

The halberd curled his lips and didn't care about them. He turned his head and touched the iron man.

Three rounds of wine and five flavors of dishes.

Iron man, rhubarb, two black brother three, had enough to eat and drink, and mysteriously ran out. Shui Qiqi was busy helping Fenger clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and the little fat Buddha played in the yard with the little painting Buddha in his arms. Yuan Fei and the dumb girl are still missing.

The painting halberd rested on the table and chatted with the old man Xue.

The old man's bloody eyes have long been hidden, and now he looks like an ordinary old man: "You have been murderous recently."

The painting halberd was slightly stunned and stared down at the greasy desktop: "Recently, I met a demon in practice, so I have these murderous intentions, but it's not annoying."

The old man Xue Hun's face was calm and he stared at him for a long time before he said, "That's good."

The halberd breathed a sigh of relief. This uncle was so accurate that he almost found himself alone on the island. In order to hide these, Qin Tianhe, who broke his arm, has never come to this quadrangle courtyard - other words, it is difficult to explain the matter of breaking his arm.

After muddled these topics, the two chatted for a while. It was not until Feng'er came to clean up the table, and the halberd got up and patted his buttocks back into the house. But after thinking about it, he turned around and left the room again - even the old man Xue Hun could sense the murderous spirit on his body. If he slept with Feng'er later, he might Something will be discovered.

After thinking about it, I directly found a reason, talked to Feng'er twice, and then went to Yangshan Yuquan Temple to find a little sami.

Of course, he didn't really have something to do with Xiaomi, but now he is afraid that he has been tired of Feng'er for a long time, and the other party will find his physical injury, which will inevitably cause worry.

While healing the wound, he flew in the direction of Dangyang Mountain.

It was not until his meridians were completely repaired that he arrived at Dangyang Mountain.

Find the little Shami in the main hall of Yuquan Temple.

Little Sami is sitting cross-legged, knocking on the wooden fish, and reading the Diamond Sutra in his mouth. The painting halberd was not going to disturb him. He sat down directly next to him and began to heal his wounds wholeheartedly.

The repair of the demon elixir is extremely difficult, and even if there is a crack on it, it is enough for him to work for a long time.

However, while he repaired the demon elixir, Xiao Shami's chanting actually played a quite magical effect on him, making his healing speed several times faster.

In the end, it only took one day to repair the demon elixir,

The painting halberd returned to a perfect state, and was grateful for making a salute to Xiao Shami: "Thank you, Master Shenxiu."

Little Shami put his hands together and recited the Buddha's horn: "The donor is so polite. The little monk has something to say to the donor."

The painting halberd was slightly stunned and immediately reacted: "Master, please speak."

"The catastrophe is coming." Xiao Shami put his hands together and closed his eyes.

The painting halberd asked in surprise, "Is the catastrophe coming from the east? What is the catastrophe? The oil poem has been passed down for too long, 'the heavenly policy is lost, the demon star has fallen, the giant ape has appeared, the catastrophe has come to the east, and there is no way of cultivation on the human island; the stars are chaotic, strange treasures have appeared, the blood prison tower has come out, and the reincarnation is not been restored'.

He still doesn't know what the strange treasure and catastrophe are. Little Shami suddenly said to himself that the catastrophe came from the east. From this point of view, this oil poem has all the necessary conditions except for foreign treasures.

This made him feel a little scared.

Forced to calm down and listen to what Xiao Shami was going to say next.

As a result, Xiao Shami was speechless and put his hands together to do something unpredictable.

The halberd noticed his combined hands and pointed to the south.

After thinking about it, he finally gave up getting information about the disaster from the mouth of the disaster. As the guard of the blood prison tower and a bystander, it was not easy to tell himself that the disaster came from the east.

He bowed his hand and gave a long bow. After thanking the other party, he returned to Caoxi Mountain Baolin Temple.

He did not immediately return to the sea of blood, but found Master Huineng...

As long as he is a monk, no matter how high or low he is, he loves to meditate. There is no doubt that the old monk Huineng is now practicing meditation in the Zen room with his eyes closed.

The halberd pushed the door and entered: "Master Huineng, do you know what a catastrophe is?"

The reason why he asked the old monk Huineng about this question was that he intuitively believed that since Xiao Shami, the leader of the Northern Sect, knew that the catastrophe came from the east, then as the old monk Huineng, the leader of the South Sect of the Evil Island, he probably also knew something. Moreover, Xiao Shami pointed to the south before, which is likely to imply that someone in the south knows what a catastrophe is. And when you think of the south of the evil island, you will definitely be the master of Huineng.

As a result, this question was really the right person. The old monk Huineng was silent for a moment. After a long time, he sighed and gently spit out four words: "Dongtu Buddha Kingdom."