Chapter 608

Name:Super Soldier Author:Liang Bufan
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As soon as the voice fell, all the places Xiao Bing saw changed, the corridor disappeared, the wall disappeared, the bathroom behind him disappeared, everything disappeared, and everything around him became endless. The sun was shining high in the sky, and the ground was a piece of golden land under the sun. And at the location of the sunset in front of him, there was a person standing, who came step by step under the sun, When he walked so that Xiao Bing could really see his position clearly, his body suddenly burst into dazzling golden light.

This golden light is so dazzling and sacred, like the purest and most sacred golden light in the world emitted by the creator, and also like the dazzling golden light behind the merciful Buddha Buddha in the journey to the West.

There was only empty flat land around. At this moment, Xiao Bing clearly saw that the seeds on the ground began to sprout, take root, grow, bloom, and bear fruit. The emptiness disappeared, with trees, flowers, and grasslands.

Under the golden light, everything grows.

Xiao Bing was stunned. Looking at all this absently, he had a feeling of bowing down to worship. Miracles, this is miracles.

The dazzling golden light finally gradually faded, and then Xiao Bing saw a person, who was like the most compassionate Buddha in the world. He was wearing a golden long-distance running, wearing a golden mask, and his robe was dancing with the wind. His eyes directly penetrated, four eyes opposite each other, and Xiao Bing only felt that his eyes were going to occupy his heart in an instant.

The other side opened his mouth: "young master long, we finally meet."

"Yes, I see you." Xiao Bing's heart was in chaos, and he said dejectedly.

The other party said, "everything in the world, life and death, cause and effect reincarnation, is only because of the word destiny. Sometimes there must be a hit, and don't force it. Whether you are an emperor, a president, a president, a leader, or just ordinary people, or even birds and animals, you are only controlled by fate. In that case, why should a person still live so hard, just accept the domination of fate comfortably?"

"My name is master Buddha, the master of fate."

I am the son of Buddha, the master of fate

I am the son of Buddha, the master of fate

This sentence repeatedly bombed Xiao Bing's brain. Even if Xiao Bing had the most tenacious nerve, he could not help being bombed repeatedly and almost collapsed, and the other party's spiritual force was tightly wrapped around Xiao Bing's head like silk thread. As long as Xiao Bing's spirit collapsed, the other party's spirit could immediately take advantage of the weakness and directly invade Xiao Bing's brain.

Xiao Bing's body trembled slightly, and even his whole body gradually bent into shrimp. The Buddha childe held a string of Buddha beads in his hand, while touching the beads, and kept chanting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth. Those dense Buddhist proverbs made Xiao Bing gradually quiet. At this moment, he raised his head and looked at the Buddha childe standing tall like the Buddha in front of him, as if he saw his destination.

Yes, a person living is governed by fate. Just like me, I have no parents since I was a child, and I was bullied when I entered school. It's not easy to have a confidant, but I also died. Everything is governed by fate

Well, since everything has to accept fate, why do I have to support hard.

Buddha childe is the other side. He can solve all this. Wouldn't it be good if I were directly controlled by Buddha childe

"No, Buddha childe, Buddha childe, if I am still bound by fate, what about peiya's death and how about Lao Lei's death? Buddha childe can't control my destiny at all. All these are illusions." Xiao Bing suddenly wanted to understand these again, but the Buddhist proverbs of the Buddha childe still constantly impacted his soul, making his spirit almost collapse. Xiao Bing knew in his heart that as long as his spirit collapsed at the slightest, his whole person would immediately fall into the control of the other party. At that time, he was like a walking corpse, and began to let the other party trend.

Unexpectedly, the strength of master Buddha is so strong

Buddhist proverbs still kept hitting Xiao Bing. Xiao Bing held his head, squatted on the ground, and roared in his mouth. Of course, this was also an illusion. No matter how loud he roared, no one could hear it, because all this was an illusion

This is hypnosis. Yes, this is hypnosis

In Xiao Bing's mind, there began to be a Book constantly turning the pages and constantly turning. That book was what Han Huabin had left him all his life, including powerful hypnosis and various arrays.

Xiao Bing's mouth roared madly, "master Buddha, master Buddha"

In the Buddha villa, there is no Buddha, only demons. Maybe if there is a Buddha, there is only one, that is, the Buddha childe who is meeting with Xiao Bing.

The place where Xiaobei lives is a large dormitory apartment, a total of three floors, inhabited by 50 people. In this Buddha villa, there are two similar apartments, all of which are the residences of people like them. Basically, if they appear in the outside world, they are all top masters, but in this place, their status is not high. There are Buddhist envoys The Eight Generals of Buddhism, the chief steward and the Buddha childe, even some of the staff responsible for the operation of the villa here, may not be all they can offend. For example, sister Mei inside is not what they can offend, as well as the owner of the tavern and the owner of the hospital.

They are here mainly to perform various tasks, and also to make them candidates for the Eight Generals of Buddhism. For example, once something happens to one of the Eight Generals of Buddhism, the strongest one will be selected from them.

After a rough calculation, there are 50 people in this apartment. It is said that the size of the other two apartments is exactly the same as this one, that is, there are about 150 masters under the Eight Generals of Buddhism. Of course, the three apartments are not full. On the one hand, some people are performing tasks outside, on the other hand, because some people die while performing tasks outside, and the room is empty, But even so, if these three apartments do not include those who are dead and those who are performing tasks outside, there are at least more than 100 people, although there can't be as many as 150 people

Xiaobei was afraid when he thought about it. With more than 100 middle-level masters, Longmen's high-end combat ability may not be inferior to that of Buddhism, but its middle-end combat ability is not comparable with that here

, Xiaobei walked around the apartment in the morning. The weakest person he saw was the strength of Huajin in the middle stage. Although he did not reach the innate state, he at least reached the stage of Huajin, and there were many masters who reached the stage of Dan Jin.

Such strength is really terrible. Xiao Bei roughly estimated that there are about 40 or 50 innate realm masters below the Eight Generals of Buddhism, basically based on Dan Jin.

In these three apartments, each apartment has a roommate, and the strength unity of the three roommates has reached the realm of vigorous strength, that is to say, in terms of strength, these three roommates are also qualified to fill the qualification to enter the Eight Generals of Buddhism, that is to say, there are at least ten masters in Buddhism who can reach the Eight Generals of Longmen in strength

The high-end combat power of Buddhism is not necessarily much higher than that of Longmen, but it is definitely above Longmen

If Longmen starts a war with Buddhism now, it is impossible to destroy the whole army. The final result may be that Buddhism will also pay a heavy price, but it is not worth it by comparison.

Xiaobei's real strength should be similar to that of the strongest person in the apartment, that is, the head of the house. After Xiaobei emerged in the previous small black house, someone came to find Xiaobei.

Xiao Bei was lying on the sofa, talking to rou'er who was sitting on the sofa. Suddenly, Xiao Bei made a silent gesture, and the whole person quickly jumped down, went straight to rou'er, took off his shirt and pants, put on only one pair, pushed rou'er to the top, and then lowered his voice and said in rou'er's ear, "get into the quilt."

Rou'er didn't react. However, out of her trust in Xiaobei, she obediently drilled in. Xiaobei was also lying in the quilt. A man and a woman lived in the same room and were still in the same quilt. They were only that big. Although they didn't deliberately approach each other, they could still feel each other's skin close to themselves. Rou'er's heart was pounding, but Xiaobei looked at the door expressionless.

Soon there were two knocks at the door, and there was no sound of footsteps before. It can be seen that this man appeared silently, but he didn't expect that he had already been discovered by Xiaobei.

Xiao Bei turned over and asked, "who is it?"

Xiao Bei walked to the door and opened the door. At the door of the room, a tall red haired black faced man said in a slightly strange Chinese accent, "Zhao Zaixing, come out with me."

Xiao Bei had known before that this man was called Thompson, a native of China. At first, he was killed in the underground fist ring of the country. Later, he was wanted by the whole country, and then he was taken in by Buddhism. The reason why all the people in Buddhism speak Chinese is that Buddha childe, like Xiao Bing, are all Chinese, and they also set the same rule that all members of the organization must learn Chinese language, In the future, the communication between members can only be carried out in Huaxia dialect.

Xiao Bei promised, looked back at rou'er lying in the quilt, and then casually said, "stay at home, don't go out, wait for me to come back later, and then take good care of me."

With that, Xiao Bei went out directly and slammed the door.

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