Chapter 61 Talk

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"This... I can't be sure. I have to report it to the old leader first." Ni Hong took Yun Yiyang and his party to a quiet room.

The quiet room is simple and quiet, with a thick white fluffy carpet on the ground. Except for a few meditated futons on the ground, the futon is surrounded by an antique carved tea table, and there is nothing else.

There is a wall lamp hanging on all four walls, and one of the wicks is burning in wisps. There are large articles in this wall lamp, all of which are burning the oil of the dragon in the Taoist realm. It is fragrant and pleasant, full of meditation.

"Okay." Ye Nalan sat down on the futon on the ground, picked up a bowl of tea from the coffee table and drank it, watching Ni Hong leave in a hurry.

This tea has a strong fragrance, and I don't know what it is made of. When I drink it in my body, Yun Yiyang feels that the 800 million origin boundary of the body seems to have an expanded and merged taste, which is actually a kind of tea and tea with strange nature.

But this is a good thing, not toxic.

"Young Pope Ye Nalan, it's really rare. I don't know what you have to do with me directly?"

In a short time, a red light flashed by. The real behind-the-scenes boss of the Wu Crazy Chamber of Commerce, came over. This was a tiger waist, as tall and powerful as a dragon, with white hair and a fiery red robe. Unlike ordinary savages, he has no hair and seems to have faded. Maybe he has practiced some strange skills. His realm is profound, and his face is also somewhat calm.

When he looked at "Wild Nalan", his face was shocked: "What kind of body have you become? Why is it so wonderful? There seems to be no flesh and blood? Transformed into a wonderful energy body? If I hadn't known that you were the son of His Majesty the Archbishop, I would have thought you were a unique magic weapon.

"Sure enough, his vision is clear, and he is better than Wild Rod. He can see through this fake body at a glance." Yun Yiyang was shocked and began to become particularly solemn.

"Real?" Yun Yiyang did not say anything on the surface, and calmly opened his mouth and said nonsense: "The poor monk has cultivated a kind of Buddhist treasure from ancient times. His body is empty skin, which is not true. It is false but not true. Empty is color, and color is empty. When it comes to the realm of abandoning the flesh and body and leaving only the Buddha in his heart, I hope that one day it will be true. He is giving up this stinky skin to prove that he has become a Buddha and an ancestor.

"Buddha's treasure body, abandon the flesh and skin..." Hearing this name, Ye Mohuang's eyelids obviously jumped: "That is the highest realm of the Buddha's rumored world to become a Buddha. Those who have completed their merits and become Buddhas will give up their skin and flesh, and the six quiet, no desire, nothing but nothing more, and meditate on meditation and enlightenment scriptures, and get rid of it. On the shore, he is basically on an equal footing with the karma of God. The young pope is indeed a rare genius of Buddhism. This is the biggest sign that the Buddha has reached the other side. Congratulations.

"The old leader praised it. The poor monk really can't bear it, and there is nothing great." Ye Nalan smiled and said, "I am invincible, great wisdom, great perseverance, great determination... There are countless such people, and the poor monks are really ashamed and nothing."

"Let's get back to the word, the young pope is looking for the old man, I don't know what's going on? At present, when our clan is in danger, the He clan is in urgent need of destruction, and all the different races have invaded, which makes our generation all have trouble. I don't know what His Majesty's plan to do? Ye Mo changed the topic and asked directly.

"The poor monk is coming for this matter, but the old leader is cheering and shouting, uniting with 108 tribes to unite and work together to resist foreign enemies." Ye Nalan nodded and said solemnly, "The poor monk is also very dissatisfied with the crisis of my whole family by provoking a war with the human race for no reason, but at this point, he is only willing to do his best, listen to fate and do his best. But there can't be a whole genocide. The continuation of the whole ethnic group must be preserved and left on the line of life and death.

"Let me think about it..." Ye Mohuang's eyes flashed and seemed to fall into thought with his back.

But Yun Yiyang suddenly felt that a huge danger enveloped his heart, and the boundless airflow came, like the explosion of the scorching sun in the sky, the breaking of the galaxy, and a huge field swept himself into it.

I saw that Ye Mohuang launched a final blow on himself in silence.

A peerless strong man who created the peak of the field made a life-and-death sneak attack on himself without reservation.

"Heaven and earth split, Xuantian destroys the record!"

Boom!

Ye Mohuang seemed to suddenly turn into a Pangu giant axe and directly hit a move. The divine axe split out, as if a roar came from a distant time and space. The axe light pressed down, stacking layers, as if it was opening up a remote world.

In an instant, there was a deep gap in the space, vast outside, vast fields, infinite derivation, yin and yang division, and turbid distinction.

This move is many times stronger than the original field battle.

"Hmm!" Ye Nalan snorted slightly and shouted out, "Cause and effect are invincible, the color is empty, escape!"

This is the first escape technique of Buddhism, and with the ultimate escape method of the Origin Command Law, which was enlightened by Shang Yunyiyang, even if the whole space was blocked by the wild field, he easily escaped and could not touch his body at all.

At the same time, Tianlong Zen stick took action and fought back with a move of "King Kong Luohan Thousand Army Kill". The sky was full of shadows of King Kong and Arhats, and surrounded and rushed to the wilderness.

buzz!

The gas explosion, and the wild Mohuang sneak attack split the world. Xuantian's destruction record was cracked cleanly while Yun Yiyang was fleeing.

He took several steps back in a row, and each step was the distance of a distant country, making it impossible for Yun Yiyang to fight back against him.

However, Yun Yiyang had no intention of counterattacking at all, but sat back on the ground with the golden knife: "Old leader, have you ever been satisfied with this sneak attack? Is the poor monk qualified to be your lobbyist? Moreover, the poor monk is full of Buddhism. With the current strength, you should also be able to estimate how strong the strength of the poor monk is. The poor monk has no other meaning. He just wants to connect with our 108 tribes and unite as one. Even if he overthrows the unscist rule of the poor monk's father, it will not be paid. The poor monk is sincere. After all, in the face of great difficulties, it is a luxury to destroy the clan.

"Buddhist Buddhism! Do you have half the blood of the Buddha? Don't be wild.

"You can guess whatever you want." Ye Nalan smiled, his face was not red, his heart was not beating, and his face was free, and then he said solemnly, "But don't treat me as an outsider. I am the descendant of the archbishop, my own son, and I am the orthodox and noble blood of my whole ethnic group. I only hope that the old leader will come out again with the idea of the survival of the whole race and take on this great responsibility. Now I don't know Taoist leader, are you going to consider the proposal of the poor monk?

"Alas! I also had an excellent apprentice! The remaining descendants of the real sun god, the only surviving bloodline, is a pity..." Ye Mohuang did not face the topic directly, but felt triggered, saying that a long sigh, a silence swept over, as if suddenly more than ten years old, indescribable regret and lament, unexpectedly sad to be unspeakably sad.

"What's a pity?" "Wild Nalan" suddenly answered and asked.

"It's a pity that he fought on the front line and was surrounded and killed by the strong people. If he lives, his future is unlimited. How can I not regret the young man who died and lost my most important apprentice? Don't talk sadly and indignantly.

"Descendants of the blood of God? What a pity! Why didn't you go to the Temple of the Sun and live among the tribes? The bloodline of the mansion is so precious and important, and how can it be sent to the front battlefield to sacrifice in vain?" Ye Nalan pretended to be silent and exclaimed, "This is all the fault of the poor monk's godless papal father. It's sad and pitiful, but pitiful!"

"Well, I finally heard a human word. Pope Wild Rod is really the eternal sinner of our clan," Ye Mo said fiercely, "only pity that my apprentice is too straightforward to listen to my advice, and warned him not to easily go to the front line for the sake of one of the Pope's own selfishness, otherwise it will be a tragedy in the end. In the end, it was worthless, but he refused to listen to it. Unfortunately, he was told by me. Alas! It's so desolate! Helpless, poor!"