"Hand you over from the DPRK to seize the throne."
Ji Xiang’s eyes are full of disappointment, and she asks Bu Yan for the position of the ambassador of the Three Realms. The latter also dare not hold back, and she added when she was about to hand over the position.
"The throne can be returned to the company commander, and Wang Ting can make people go and get it and give it back to the holy."
"I still hope that after Saint spared the villain, there will be no more friction in the eastern kingdom of Wang Tingguo. A battle broke out once, but the fried flower tribe deliberately made me guilty of discipline, and I apologize to Saint here."
Ji Xiang stared at him and suddenly said, "That’s it?"
"This … there are many cattle and sheep in Wang Tingzhong that can be given together …"
"no"
Ji Xiang directly rejected Buyan’s claim for compensation! Direct positive color warning
"Kill people will be your people to pay debts for a life in a life you Liaodong plunder since this year’s first predatory war to now at this moment! I don’t care which tribe did your hand, or how many people will die if you pass the buck. "
Of course, the soldiers who died in battle belong to the losers in fair confrontation. This time, I won’t count the soldiers’ heads. I will give you a way to be a civilian.
"One life for another!"
Bu Yan’s face changed instantly, but in his heart, he thought how many people had been killed, and how could he calculate clearly? It was even more impossible for the monk to come from afar and say a number casually to let the fried flower tribe die.
He just put up two fingers to weigh more than 2,000 people. It is not too small to think of this number. He should be able to save his own life. I don’t know if Ji Xiangsen laughed coldly when he said this sentence.
"I don’t believe it"
Buyan’s face changed completely.
"Saint is going to kill us all …?"
"Where words I look like that kind of murderous? I mean, one life for another. "
The sound of her elephant oozing through her teeth seems a little quiet, and the world around her has lost all its colors when I don’t know.
The demons gradually moved away, and Buyan heard all kinds of Senluo.
"Guang Du Devastate Heaven Zun"
Ji Xiang’s image changed into a Buddha’s appearance. He grabbed Bu Yan’s head with one hand and suddenly all kinds of resentment turned into a fantasy. The phantom of the dead came out like a storm. When Ji Xiang let go, Bu Yan stumbled and turned pale. Then he looked up and saw a dead world!
Such as Wang Yang tide with the extreme resentment to him!
"No … no … it’s all false … I’m sheltered by Buddha …"
Although Buyan is sweating, the living have killed enough dead, and the soulful ghosts have been seen and killed, he is afraid that it is not these illusory ghosts but that the two thousand lies he just said have been completely solved!
How can this call out the dead in people’s memory!
"I’m afraid more than two thousand? Sweating? "
Ji Xiang sneered, "The practice of Buddhism is the most important thing for Buddhists. Can’t you notice those resentments in your body? You said that the fried flower tribe went out to attack. I don’t know what this tribe is and what you are in Wang Ting. I know that you didn’t kill less."
"The result is obvious, isn’t it? I don’t think it’s necessary to show you one of these dead souls to tell you one thing."
"If it is not a bloodthirsty seat, it will kill people …"
"There must be a legitimate reason."
Ji Xiang raised her hand and hit the mountains with a thunder array. The mountains and rivers were all flattened and the soldiers in the east of Wang Ting were all reduced to ashes in Lei Guang. Bu Yan’s heart was like ashes, and despair had sprouted, and Ji Xiang wanted to catch him in a moment of suffering.
"It’s a pity that Bhagavana was the Buddhist teacher of the Ten Emphatics in Yongle, and he was canonized by you. Now he has been killed, and his success has soared to the Buddha country and his expectation of achieving the Ten Bodhisattvas has been completely turned into a dream."
"This eastern Wang Ting will be destroyed with you. It’s this king Khan that I have to take with me."
Suddenly there was a Buddha’s cover between heaven and earth that pulled him to the horizon!
This Buddha did not appear from the table mountain river.
But from Lishan River!
A giant Buddha noticed that the old monk in red disappeared and used strange means to cross the border to save people!
The Buddha’s power is surging, and all the Buddhists and disciples he met with Ji Xiang are different! This is not a human realm but a level comparable to flying fairy!
Ji Xiang’s eyes are frozen and her mana is suddenly surging up. From the image of the Buddha, the deity of the ghost killer is revealed!
For a time, the world fluctuated and the vitality was so chaotic that even the Buddha was hindered, and the famous Buddha heard that heaven and earth were drinking a lot.
"Kill people is heavenly heart to also not make! Emperor Zeng’s eyelids killed him, and you dare to save lives in front of your eyes! "
Ji Xiang locked this world and gradually burst into hostility from the Buddha’s power. The whole world will also be divided into two sections by this great power!
The first four words of Jingshen brand, which are displayed in words, declare the other party’s spiritual realm.
Equal sense bodhisattva!
Practice is the bodhisattva of the ten places, and it is the peak of the real soaring level!
Chapter four hundred and ten Vibration Day Listen
["Isosensory Bodhisattva"-the Buddha who practiced Buddhism at the peak of Ascension to a level comparable to that of Taoist flying immortals has the honour to practice. The bodhisattva who practiced Buddhism in ten places turned red blood into white, and the whole body turned blood into golden gas when he practiced Isosensory realm]
[Isokinesis is also the last level of Bodhisattva’s practice, and it is already the Buddha’s honour to realize it later]
[The Great Wade King Bodhisattva Amitabha, Twenty-five Isosensory Bodhisattvas! The holy one of the ten generations is not the incarnation of Manjusri Bodhisattva, but the incarnation of Amitabha itself. 】
[Take a wide look at the monk, Dan Ba Si Ba, and the same generation of the early Yuan Emperor, a monk from the Western Regions, returned to the western soil and disappeared]
"Although the Yuan Emperor was heavenly heart, he did not belong to the table mountains and rivers, and he was also hostile by the mountains and rivers. It was nothing for him to act on his behalf, and he did not dare to show himself even if he made a move."
In the face of Ji Xiang, the great bodhisattva responded in a dull tone, but although the tone was dull, the hostility was genuine.
And Ji Xiang saw the second Yuan Dynasty at this time.
"People in the Yuan Dynasty heard that most of them had disappeared, and some of them were undeserving and killed at the end of the Yuan Dynasty. I didn’t expect Lishanhe to have such a high height as you."
The voice of the Great Wade King Bodhisattva spread high in the sky. "It didn’t take long for the Imperial Master to leave and get rid of the old vitality. Therefore, when the disaster occurred, it was difficult for me to go far away, and most of them were prevented from escaping into the mountains and rivers to protect themselves and never to show themselves to others."
"I didn’t expect that people of the same vein can do so much magic now, and all kinds of magic are no longer fighting with each other in those days. Mongolian ministries are generally divided, so they are not strong, and their strength is weakening. The Central Plains dynasty has weakened and they can’t reproduce the grand occasion of breaking the Song Dynasty."
"It is a pity that the constant outward expansion has swallowed up the limit of the country’s national movement, the Yuan method has been deficient in melting everything, but it has destroyed its own celestial world, which symbolizes that the immortal dynasty of Wanli Mountain River will eventually take the road of extinction."
"Now we have to reproduce it."
Ji Xiang knew that the Yuan Dynasty disaster was caused by their own mistakes, great ambitions and great strength, but they became a bloated monster, eating more than their own dynasty could accept.
Today, it is only one case that the emergence of national transportation limits has caused such a huge empire to collapse and perish.
Ji Xiang once thought that the National Games were limited. According to the truth, the stronger the country, the stronger the luck. This ghost should not perish before the Yuan Dynasty.
Perhaps there are still many things unclear about the power of national luck, the power that comes from heaven and descends on people.