However, when Sima Dao led a bunch of people close to princes and nobles to welcome Zhu Faqing into the city altar, he saw Zhu Faqing’s head and body hanging high at the gate of Jiankang, which was very eye-catching
Zhu Faqing was born like a Buddha, just like Maitreya in the temple, but he was an evil Buddha and an evil spirit. The yellow cassock fluttered close to his fat body, and his belly was half as big as ordinary people. He was bald, tall and burly, and his body was carefree and carefree.
Everyone can see from his thick shoulders, neck and thick palms that he holds amazing power.
He sat aloft on a Buddhist bed carried by sixteen Maitreya believers, but there was no beloved wife Ni Huihui who had always been with him, and several young girls left him.
Ni Huihui is the first Taoist in the old days of Tianshi Sun En’s younger sister, and her daughter’s martial arts in the door are earth-shattering. Even Ananda spoke highly of her that day.
The combination of two people is driven by interests, and it is rare for them to understand the secrets of Taoism and Buddhism and practice a mysterious skill.
Zhu Faqing and Ni Huihui know that many enemies have always been inseparable, but now the situation has changed. Zhu Faqing’s ten lives in Mahayana have become confident in his opponent, and the fact that Zhu Faqing destroyed the Yellow River Sect altar alone has strengthened his confidence, so he dared to let Ni Huihui leave him to do an important thing.
Besides, the Yellow River Gang is the same as the three gangs and four religions. Before that, the Yellow River Gang Wang Tieshixin was also a great master, and the figure was even better than Jiang Lingxu. However, Zhu Faqing still had the slightest difficulty in killing him, which proved that he could touch the realm of the broken virtual fairy level in the theory.
Zhu Faqing’s heart is full of joy and joy. When he successfully entered Jiankang City, he could become a national religion when he became a southern political teacher, Maitreya. At that time, Zhu Faqing thought that Maitreya believers in the north and south could rise up and respond to such a great cause of unifying heaven by Maitreya. Who can say that it is impossible for Zhu Faqing to complete it by himself?
He is a secular monk, and his ambition is still attractive to him. What’s worse, he can take this opportunity to make a move for Buddhist reform that will be remembered for generations to come.
Road flyover Sima Daoren has long been sweeping the front, but it is convenient to build the gate of Kangcheng in two miles.
Zhu Faqing suddenly had a warning sign, and he heard Jian Ruolong sing a clear whistle.
Followed by a sudden gust of wind, cold and mournful
A bunch of Maitreya’s brothers and sisters were frightened by the huge murderous look.
Sixteen Maitreya Buddhists collapsed and put Buddha beds on the ground.
Zhu Faqing saw a man in front of the road, white as snow, walking step by step, and the song was endless and murderous.
This empty place seems to have a step, and the white man comes with a sword, and every step of murderous look wins a point.
The swordsman in white sings long songs.
How to take off the fairy disaster; Love, magic, anti-fire, sad and dead today, I Maitreya taught me to invite trouble and make trouble, wear a heart lock, and only when I look back can I know that the past has caused a storm, so how can I escape and rely on myself before I can be frustrated sooner or later!
Zhu Faqing secretly sneers at you, playing tricks, waiting for the Buddha to let you survive without asking for death.
Chapter 36 Cut the day and draw the sword
Zhu Faqing’s ten-residence Mahayana was transported out, and Maitreya believers around the girls were all shocked and flew far away.
The Buddha’s bed is divided, and Yu Zhufa celebrates his position in the center of the avenue.
Zhu Faqing’s words seemed like thunder and equanimity, and he drank "a rat"
The white swordsman smiled leisurely. "I said I would kill you."
Zhu Faqing grimaced, "The Buddha doesn’t want to kill you, but throw your limbs to the wild dogs."
The white swordsman sneered at the sword in his hand and gently sang a leisurely drawn sword.
All over the sky, the light and rain with a hot breath will fill the whole void in an instant
Zhu Faqing raised his fist and lived in Mahayana for ten years. It was a bolt from the blue when he was full of luck.
He stepped in the previous step and was twice as strong as ordinary people.
Such as Maitreya arrival, a wall of gas gently pushed towards the white swordsman in the last days of France.
This air wall lifted the earth by one layer and the sky rose three feet in an instant.
Flying sand takes the edge of the soup.
Really awesome as a prison?
On the swiftness of the sword, the dragon singing and the whistling