This time, the Emperor Monkey, who had been squatting on the Jinshan Mountain for three years, finally showed an exaggerated smile, and Mingyue, who was beside her, also turned her cold eyes to Yi Wuyue.

Does Renley have children?

some.

What about besides Lan Xiner, born by Zixuan?

In the dark, following an inexplicable connection, the giant ape turned its gaze to the distant distance.

There, a pale green dress lying on the bed, next to him was Dongfang Bai holding the child, and also looked at Lan Xiner in front of him with a panic look on his face.

The crying sounds from newborn babies are the most heartwarming.

On the bed, Green Clothes, who had just finished giving birth, fainted with relief at this time.

There are always sayings about immortal fetus and demon seeds in the world, but I can't tell them clearly, and it seems that there is no difference between the two.

Actually there are.

The immortals are so beautiful that the world is so beautiful that it is so beautiful that it will help it gather spiritual energy from birth. When it comes to life, thousands of strange phenomena will appear. As a mother, the woman will not only not suffer any damage due to conception, but will instead increase her cultivation.

Prolong your life!

On the contrary, the demon seeds that come from the birth of the mother constantly absorb nutrients from the mother's body. When the day of birth is born, it is the time when the mother dies.

Break out of the body!

The two may not distinguish between high and low in terms of growth, but there are naturally great differences in their nature.

I think no one likes someone who kills his mother, right?

all in all.

This day.

With the Southern Continent in the cold winter, flowers bloom.

......

......

The strange phenomenon of the blooming flowers lasted for less than a stick of incense and was covered by the surging blood.

Sky, earth, ocean, blood.

When that big day is covered with blood, everyone knows that something bad is about to happen.

"This is a very difficult day."

Jiangxia County, above the city wall.

A short man smacked his mouth a few times, looked at his younger brother with a tiger-backed and bear-backed waist beside him and said dryly: "Erlang, you said that the world has just been pacified for a few days, why can't we calm down?"

When the man called Erlang heard this, he took off his helmet and hat on his head and showed a kind smile: "Brother, don't say anything unpredictable. No matter how chaos is outside, we live our own life and keep this country healthy. Don't let the thieves go in chaos."

"I know, I know." The short man heard this and touched his bald head. Then he seemed to see something. He jumped up and patted his brother on the shoulder and smiled: "Your sister-in-law is here to deliver us food again. I don't know if she is so old that she is still running around."

Upon hearing this, Wu Er shook his head with a smile.

Already, very old?

Yes, I think my brother was so miserable that day when he came to find him, just like yesterday, but how many springs and autumns have passed in this flash?

How many human feelings are there, you know in your heart.

Not trapped in memory, when the skyline drooped, the first beast tide appeared at the end of the red sun, and the two brothers who were eating at the top of the city widened their eyes.

Wu Song, the world said that he was hitting a tiger for a joke, but in fact, his arms were powered by tens of thousands of pounds, and he was thrown away hundreds of pounds of stones. If it weren't for the Tiger King, he wouldn't be able to withstand his rubbing.

Wu Dalang said that he was a sold pancake, but if he didn’t have a few brushes and some family property, how could he get a beautiful girl?

After a battle to defend the city, looking at the beast corpses lying everywhere on the city walls, someone lying in the sunset murmured:

"Sunset, when will this world of dog days end..."

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Fuzhou, Xiaolin Temple.

The bronze bell rang.

What day has it been?

The monks in the temple were busy and looked after the large number of victims who flocked to the temple, hoping that each of them would grow three heads and eight hands.

In front of the Buddhist temple, the young monk who had met Lan Li on Zhongnan Mountain had become an old monk at this time.

He was covered in mudras and yellow Gaza, which had never been covered with golden sand, and had a string of rosary hanging on his hands. He whispered to the Buddha statue.

More than ten years ago, a few monks came outside, occupied the magpie's nest, and occupied the family of Xiaolin Temple, asking them to give up martial arts and specialize in Buddhist paths.

Many people choose to specialize in practice.

A few days ago, foreign monks who had become the abbot said that Buddha had come to the world and brought a large number of monks in the temple to pilgrimage.

The old monk didn't go.

At that time, some monks who did not choose to practice Buddhism did not go there either.

Therefore, today when the beast tide is flooding, Kobayashi still has the confidence to accept disaster victims and resist the beast tide with force.

There is food planted in the fields, and iron sticks are carried in the tide of beasts.

Now, the old monk who has become one of the only monks left in Kobayashi Temple has become a backbone.

The old monk who solved his doubts in the past has passed away, and now it is his turn to solve his doubts on others.

Therefore, when someone asked him why the Buddha's son came to the world but demons arose everywhere, the old monk did not preach as stated in the Buddhist scriptures, "The Buddha's son came to the world just to eliminate demons. When the Buddha's son becomes a Buddha, it should be the time when the demons are punished." Instead, he stared at the eyes of the monk asking the question and whispered:

"What we practice Buddhahood is the Buddha in our heart, the body is the principles in the Buddhist scriptures.

In addition, those who do not judge Buddha by reason are all evil deeds.

Now, more and more people do not cultivate themselves and only seek to become a Buddha. They regard "saving" as a shortcut to becoming a Buddha, and do not practice themselves. In this way, they will naturally force others to become devils."

"But Uncle Shi, what do you think of these and the beast tide outside?" The little novice monk looked puzzled and said that he could not understand the meaning of Uncle Shi's words at all.

"Yes, what's the matter?"

After the old monk was silent for a long time, he suddenly stretched out his hand and touched the little novice monk's head and smiled: "Don't worry about those things, do your own thing well. You and I are just novice monks, and I can't control too much. Just take care of the people around you."

"Oh." The little novice nodded and walked away in confusion.

Seeing him leaving, the old monk stood up from his seat, picked up the silk cloth beside him, and began to wipe the big Buddha with a layer of gold paint in front of him.

"The heart is like a Bodhi tree, and the body is like a mirror platform. We wipe it frequently at all times to avoid dust... We need to wipe it more."

Under the red sun, the old monk who wiped the Buddha statue was chanting while thinking about the way he looked when the man mourned him this poem.

But at some point, the person in my memory seemed to have grown a monkey's head, and a red sun rose behind his head.

"I...is this hallucination?

This monkey... is so ugly... how could it be him?

Amitabha....."

The old monk who smiled and shook his head, did not see it.

The phantom of the red sun behind him.
Chapter completed!