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Ye Huo Bao Zhan is a Buddhist treasure inherited from the Buddha mountain. It is usually used to deal with people who are guilty. No one can survive by burning evil.

Compassion is not a good man, and his hands are full of blood. If this Buddha treasure is taken out, it means that the Buddha Mountain has abandoned him.

Yihuobao lamp is like a bronze oil lamp, but it emits a faint golden light. There is not much lamp oil in it. Once the lamp oil is exhausted, this Buddha treasure will be destroyed and will not be used.

"Elder martial brother Beishan, put your hands on it. If you have a fight in the same school, you will be sure that you will be killed in the gate."

There is a trace of ferocity on the face of GAM scar. He was disfigured and his ears were cut in his early years. His heart was extremely twisted and he was extremely irritable all the time.

Kuwu calls out the name of Buddha. He is not good at words. He was saved by gamu before. He has always followed him. His own qualification is not much worse than that of gamu.

"Don't you want to let go of the monk's relic? In this case, take it according to your ability. Under the fire of karma, the monk also wants to know whether he can leave the Buddha bone relic! "

The cassock on Beishan's body emits a light golden light. When the Jasper tin stick in his hand shakes and the Sanskrit sound vibrates, no one dares to provoke those who are about to sit down. Otherwise, gamu will not ask for the fire of karma, which is to worry that he will fight back when he is dying.

Although the cultivation of those who are about to become a recluse will retreat, they will not die. If it is not for the numerous treasures on his body this time, and they can not guarantee how long he will live, they will not trouble him. If they know that there is not much Shou yuan, they will just wait for the death of the monk.

"Amitabha Kuwu took the lead. The black stone plate was suspended on the top of his head. The black and white son on the top was shining with black and white light, and there was a flicker of Buddhist Scripture.

"I've heard that kuwu's Buddha plate of life and death is very powerful for a long time. I didn't expect that today's monk would personally appreciate it!"

Kuwuwu seldom makes a move. If any of the six Buddhists in Mt. Buddha can go further, the most hopeful one is kuwu, who turns Buddha by Tao and is brought into Mt. Buddha by gamu.

It is also very famous in Mt. Buddha. Even the great elder appreciated it.

The Buddha plate appears on the top of the head of the pathetic good, with black and white lights mixed with Buddhist texts. The whole body of the monk is closed, and the bitter understanding eyes become sharp.

"Well done, ha ha. Elder martial brother Beishan, I'm afraid you don't know. The most powerful part of kuwu's Buddha plate is to trap the enemy? You can spare your life if you hand over the Buddhist relics and go back with younger martial brother. "

Once the wick is smeared, it will be ignited.

"Those who are going to die are not afraid! If you want something from a monk, take it! "

It seems that the benevolent smile of Beishan disappears. With one stroke of the tin stick, the whole body is full of golden light. The black and white eyes turn into gold in an instant, and the golden flames appear from time to time on his body.

"Elder martial brother gamu, be careful. Elder martial brother Beishan's accomplishments have not regressed, on the contrary, they have made great progress."

The bitterness of understanding is the deepest feeling for those who are about to sit down. The body and Buddha power of those who are about to sit down will be weakened, but the compassion and kindness are different, and the Buddha power is more vigorous than before.

"It's just burning Buddha's power. If you accidentally burn yourself, elder martial brother, please help you."

With a sneer and a little finger, a touch of orange flame appeared, slowly burning.

Kuwu's face changed, and he could not help but step back. The horror of the fire of karma was the most frightening thing of Buddhism.

"Today, the monk is leaving. Who of you can stay?"

"Then you will live in the fire of industry."

For a time, the dim sea floor burst out dazzling light, fire, gold, black and white light, Buddhist sound vibrated the sea bottom, causing the sea floor to crack constantly.

Fortunately, it is ten thousand meters deep. If it is in the shallow sea, it will inevitably lead to natural disasters caused by tsunami.

Qingyan village, back mountain.

Bai Xiaobei has finished taking care of the black rock root, which has grown bamboo shoots like rock under the stimulation of sufficient aura and earth vein technique. Obviously, it has recovered.

Daqing stretched lazily. It was still huge, and it was not much smaller than a steed. From time to time, there was a blue flame in his eyes, and the power of the green fire wolf had been revealed.

these days, Daqing Huat and puff the inner Dan, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon has been stabilized and repaired. Bai Xiao Bei has tried and found that Daqing is no longer weaker than him.

By leaps and bounds! Ning Dan's Daqing can be said to have become a real powerful spirit beast. Even if he is a master of building foundation, he has to make a detour when he sees Daqing.

The rest of the little guys have gone to practice. The flesh of the rock ice dragon is enough for them to eat for a period of time. They have gained great benefits. They are not far away from the days of Ning Dan.

"Brother, where's the silver?" with a wreath on her head, jinx went back, and the pocket was bored again. She looked for money everywhere after school.

"Silver should be cultivated. You should be obedient. Don't disturb silver." Bai Xiaobei stood up and arranged the wreath on his head for the pocket. The flowers in spring were particularly beautiful. My mother made a beautiful wreath for the pocket."Oh." After all, Daqing had lived a long time. Like silver, Daqing didn't seldom run back and forth with his pocket.

However, seeing the pocket looking at it pitifully, Da Qing can only bend down to let the pocket climb up.

"A demon king is willing to play with children on his back." Qingling came, looking at big green carrying a bag down the mountain, can't help shaking his head, Ning Dan's demon king.

"Our practice is different from yours." After Jinbai and Dabei, he is still very happy.

"Elder martial brother, Qingling wants to ask elder martial brother for help." Qingling has always wanted to explore the cave with Bai Xiaobei, but Bai Xiaobei said that there would be trouble during this time, so he did not take any action. Moreover, Bai Xiaobei gave her pills, which made her suppress the cold poison for a short time, but she was not very anxious.

"What's the matter?" Bai Xiaobei looks at Qingling speechless. He just takes some jewelry from your coffin. You are too casual.

"Spirit! Qingling's previous spirit weapon is gone. She wants to find a suitable medium-sized spirit weapon to protect her body. When we go to the cave in the future, Qingling will make up for the elder martial brother

Originally she didn't have this idea, but she found that, let alone Bai Xiaobei, even if it's a pocket bag, all the spiritual tools are used as kitchen knives, and a group of spirit animals have spiritual tools.

Two days ago, Xiaobai was fed meat with a medium-sized spirit tool in her pocket. Originally, she didn't care. As a result, she had to check it in her hand and almost died of heartache.

Monks usually cultivate spiritual tools with spiritual power carefully to achieve the integration of human and instrument. They have not heard of using medium-sized spirit tools as kitchen knives to cut rabbit meat.

"Here you are." Bai Xiaobei waves his hand and flies to Qingling with golden light. He has a lot of spirit tools. He made them by himself, and by his sword sharpening ancestors.

There are still several spirit weapons in the gilded Dao. Bai Xiaobei doesn't care about this. He has a lot of weapon refining materials. There is no need to be stingy.

"Thank you very much, elder martial brother." As soon as Qingling's eyes brightened, she found that it was the same as the one with a pocket and cut meat. She immediately understood that it was made in batch.

If not, she would not have to put down her face sensor.

"Brother, there is an old monk in the fish pond, a very powerful old monk." Chudou ran quickly and stopped Bai Xiaobei to run.

"Monk?" Bai Xiaobei instantly associated with the poor monk, his face changed and said, "where is Da Qing?"

"When we are with the old monk, we are going to have a fight. We are also here. Let's go to find my brother."

When Bai Xiaobei heard this, his head suddenly became big. No doubt, it was the friar who made Daqing serious, and the old monk, it was estimated that he was the poor monk.

"Go Bai Xiaobei picked up his pocket and ran quickly to the fish pond.

At the moment, by the fish pond, an old monk is standing under the purple bamboo, his cassock is tattered, his face is as thin as wood, his face is like gold paper, one hand is jade Zen stick, the other hand is standing in front of his chest, reading Sanskrit, ignoring the covetous Daqing.

My mother was still carrying a basket. She had just caught a fish and was ready to go back. Suddenly, a monk appeared. The obedient Da Qing ignored her words and rushed straight up and froze.

After Bai Xiaobei arrived, he was also shocked to see the miserable situation of the monk. There was a golden flame on his body that ordinary people could not see, burning his body.

"Amitabha, benefactor, excuse me, monk."

The arrival of Bai Xiaobei makes Beishan open his eyes. His eyes have become pure gold. Obviously, Beishan suppresses the flame in his body with his magic power.

"What kind of fire is this?" Bai Xiaobei was most surprised by the flame on the real person Beishan. It was the first time he saw the flame, like a golden lotus.

"The red lotus is engaged in fire, burning the sin. The monk is sinful, and the fire comes into his body. It's hard for the Buddha to save him!"

Beishan is dying. He came here just to leave his own inheritance and let Bai Xiaobei find his disciples for him.

"Xiaobei, the master, please ask him to sit at home."

My mother was shocked when she saw the eyes of the monk. She believed in Buddhism, and her first reaction was that she was a monk who was a bit of a loser.

"Mom, you go back with your pocket first. I have a few words to say with the master."

Bai Xiaobei pushes his pocket to his mother. It is obvious that monk Beishan is in big trouble. The flame on his body, even xiaoyaozhu, is shaking. He has already asked Bai Xiaobei for help.

Daqing didn't do it because the poor monk was standing beside xiaoyaozhu, otherwise Daqing would have attacked.

"Oh, oh, OK, well, when you're finished, please go home." The mother felt different, her son has always been mysterious, hesitated for a moment and took the pocket away.

"Ma Ma Dou Dou Dou wants to see it!"

"Be honest and go to school after dinner."

There are also a few of the disciples who guard here, and get the sign of Bai Xiaobei, they all leave.

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