Fortune Telling in Zijin Dialect _ How to Learn Zijin Dialect

Say a person is a white tiger star, and say her life is good. Can you believe in fortune telling? contradictory

This actually means that the white tiger star is a disaster, and then it is good to have a noble person to solve the disaster. . . . I have a Tathagata palm to see you. . . . . There are four spirits (also known as four phases or four elephants), one of the 28 stars, the official white tiger, and then you will know.

As for whether White Tiger Star is a disaster, you can check it out. The following is a copy-and-paste story.

Why is White Tiger Star a disaster? Here's a story/

The first chapter Chen Yuan night watching the stars move Chapter 9 Galvatron palace box.

On a clear night, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and things turn around. The wind hissed in the night sky, and spring came. In the night, the mountains are rolling and endless, adding a bit of secrecy. Looking up at the cliffs of Thousand Clouds Mountain, the black color is capped and there are cliffs everywhere. Only the bluestone steps hover to the top of the mountain. At first glance, the stacked stone steps are the same, but a closer look shows that they are carved from a whole rock. The first-class stone steps are rugged and powerful, and the carving is wonderful and powerful. Climbing to the top of the mountain along the stone steps, the mountain wind is strong, and the kitchen smoke floats thin and elegant with the wind, just like Tianmen. Face to face is a huge stone with more than a dozen Chinese characters engraved on it: "Mani Light Buddha, supreme, great wisdom, quiet and bright", which is the other side of Juyun Temple. The font 16 is huge. Although it has faded all the year round, after careful study, it still feels vigorous and powerful, not written by laymen. Beside the boulder, several thousand-year-old trees stand alone in the forest, forming their own wonders in front of the temple. It is also interesting that all these ancient trees are firmly rooted in the rocks and intertwined in the rugged space.

Bypassing the boulder, it is the main entrance, but you can see the majestic lintel, which is faintly discernible in the night, and you can also see the ancient temple. The indifferent attitude and sacred image make people feel very quiet. Into the threshold, into the main hall, there are two statues of the king sitting on both sides of the hall, glaring and imposing. The front of the temple is the Buddhist altar, which is directly above it. Which five? They are: Buddha of Sakyamuni in the west, Buddha of Amitabha in the east, Buddha of Baosheng in the south and Buddha of achievement in the north. Five Dhyani Buddhas is kind-hearted, with clear pleats and exquisite carvings.

Passing through the Hall of the Great Hero, behind it is the Thousand Clouds Altar, where Buddhists are ordained. The altar is divided into five layers, the top of which is the woodcarving Buddha statue of Rushena, and the others are Amitabha Buddha, Sakyamuni Buddha and Avalokitesvara with thousands of hands and eyes, all of which are beautifully carved. The next ring is set with sixty-four stone tablets of the ring of God. The structure of the algae well at the top of the annular altar is complex, like a spider web. The flying geisha music decorated with clothes and knots on the bucket arch has a unique style. After the altar, there is the Sutra Pavilion, which is the back hall of Qianyun Temple. The pavilion is divided into two floors, with nearly 10,000 volumes of Buddhist scriptures hidden in the upper floor, making it a rare treasure.

In front of the window on the first floor of the sutra depository, a man twisted his beard with his right hand, looked at it for a long time, sighed repeatedly, and his expression was unpredictable. He is wearing a square towel and holding a compass. He read aloud against the stars and the map above the window, as if he were a scribe who knew the astronomical phenomena. This man is Chen Yuan, the elder of Qianyun Temple. He is young, but he is in his prime, but the sadness and horror in his brow are beyond words, as if his temples were frosted overnight and his forehead was covered with tattoos.

"incredible! It's incredible! Four stars and one night have been bleak for several years, and Suzaku White Tiger Xuanwu Qinglong has three prosperous places, which is a catastrophe! If the skyline continues to develop like this, the consequences will be unimaginable. As the saying goes,' Don't go too far, things will go too far'. Now these 28 stars are out of balance, which is really bad. What ... what are we going to do? "Elder Chen Yuan pondered and knocked on his forehead, worried and worried, and didn't care.

"Uncle, since you are so upset, why don't you hide the war tea and have a look?" My uncle is the daughter of my good friend Sheng, a boy in Tsing Yi. She dreams of a full moon and often practices Buddhism and martial arts with the elders. Seeing that Chen Yuan was so upset, she asked respectfully.

"Well, that's a good idea. In the dream of the moon, my uncle must use the method of possession. " Chen stroked Meng Yue's head, took out the rosary from his sleeve and went to sleep for divination.

"Strange! The birth and death of Vientiane begins with karma and karma. Why can't it be measured? " The result of divination clearly tells Lao Chenyuan that the world will undergo great changes, but it is impossible to know why or why. Chen Yuan cocked his head and couldn't think of it, but I didn't know someone was coming. The man gave him a pat on the shoulder and gave him a fright.

"Chen Yuan, what are you thinking?" The bearer is a good friend, and the lay disciple of the temple is Sheng.

"Oh, Qian Qiu, I just watched the stars. Four stars have been out of balance for several years, and now it seems to have changed. " Chen yuan is very considerate.

"How to change?" Sheng Qian Qiu asked anxiously.

"Things can't be measured, but things do change ... I just don't know where the turn came from ..." Chen Yuan looked confused and then seemed to wake up. "It's so late, do you want to see me?"

"oh! Well, Chapter Nine of the Eight Diagrams Gate sent an invitation today, inviting you and me to attend the Golden Basin Wash Your Hands Conference. " Sheng Qian Qiu replied.

"Zhang Jiuzhang? He is a Taoist and has no contact with my Buddha. How can he invite me? Now I'm done. ... specious? Wash my hands of ... what a wash my hands of! There must be something in here. Go now! Qian Qiu, come with me. " Chen Yuan hastily picked up a compass map and went out while lighting the moon dream. It seems that this really seems like meeting the most important thing in the world.

"The elders are interested in wash my hands of? This nine chapters have a bad reputation. It is said that many murders have been committed before. I think we should still ... "Sheng didn't expect to be so pushy after years of seclusion, and he was puzzled.

"Whether he washes his hands or feet. Qian Qiu, you can only practice, but you don't know Buddhism. Now there are frequent visions in the four palaces in the sky. If you don't hurry, you will regret it. Come with me ... "Chen Yuan pulled Sheng and hurried out of the cabinet door with his dream of carrying things.

As soon as the cupboard door was opened, a gust of wind blew in one ear. Qian Qiu Temple and even Qian Qiu, which was covered by mountains, quickly retreated from the left and right sides and disappeared into the darkness for a while ... After two or three hours, it was dawn when the three of them set foot on the ground. In the morning light, you can see a big manor house when you look up. Although it has experienced many vicissitudes, it does not lose its solemn and majestic momentum. The black painted door of the champion is heavy and dignified, and the plaque on the door has the golden Chinese character "Zhang Fu", which adds a bit of heroism. On both sides of the door are a row of servants with single knives in their hands and solemn expressions, all dark blue clothes and clothes embroidered with gossip. According to common sense, Chen Yuan knows that this is the residence of Zhang Jiuzhang, the owner of Baguamen.

"I saw the art of hiding in the mountains for an appointment for the first time." Sheng is puzzled by the abuse of spells.

"Hehe." Chen Yuanxiao smiled, took out the invitation and walked to the gate of Zhang Fu.

"Who's here?" Asked the doorman.

"Amitabha. We're Hesheng, and we're here to attend the wash my hands of the golden basin conference. Please let our benefactor know. " Chen Yuan made an invitation and said with a smile.

The concierge kept watching people order and glanced at the invitation, which was written in small print "Autumn". He glanced sideways at the visitor and said to himself, "I'm a martial artist. How could these guys be?" A monk in rags, a brat, a poor scholar, obviously a bunch of people eating and drinking! When he's finished thinking, he'll have a bottom in his heart He coughed gently, waved and asked the servant to drive people away.

This person is selected by Zhang Jiuzhang from the gossip gate, strong and extraordinary. Hearing the porter's orders, they nodded to each other and quickly surrounded the three people.

"Why is this?" Chen Yuan was stunned before he realized that the other party was judging people by their appearances, so he put his hands together and said, "I didn't expect the famous Baguamen to advocate that Jiu Zhang likes to treat guests with fists and feet. This is a sin." Say that finish pulling the moon dream path to leave.

Sheng stepped forward and said with a smile, "We are indeed guests invited by your government. I advise you not to act rashly. "

Gossip family is used to bullying people, and likes to use the title of Zhang Jiuzhang to be overbearing. Sheng was surprised to see that he neither ran away nor begged for mercy, and one of them gave him a push. When Sheng saw a servant rushing over, his body was as motionless as a stone god. With a wave of his right sleeve, he turned around and clicked. Ding Ding's hand suddenly dislocated, turning pale with pain and crying.

At present, people don't know how good this method of combining hard and soft is. The only way is that Sheng knows black magic, so they drank wildly and rushed up like a crowd. Sheng was not afraid at all, and his palm was gently put aside like a wave. Before he could reach anyone, many people felt a strong wind blowing through their flesh and blood, and their bodies were involuntarily pulled back a dozen paces, stumbling one by one and becoming gourds rolling around the ground.

"Good skill!" A strong man came out of the yard. He was topless, with a white towel tied around his waist and a purple and gold knife in his hand. He looks like the owner of Zhang Fu. The bearer saluted, "I'm going to Ni Peng to compete with the master."

"Brother Ni, teach this boy a lesson." Everyone looks like an official. You help me get up from the ground and shout for help.

"You mottled, if he wants to kill you, easy to win! People are kind-hearted and compassionate. You should first thank them for sparing your life. " When Ni Peng saw this, he set up the portal with a knife and sink a track: "Please shoot."

Looking closely at Ni Peng's posture, Sheng Qian Qiu shows that his skills are pure. He said: "It is extraordinary that this man can be used by Zhang Jiuzhang. He is an expert in gossip." He thought for a moment, nodded slightly, held his chest in his hands and said respectfully, "We have sinned." After that, his right arm secretly gathered strength and struck with his hand.

Ni Peng, in his early forties, was a protege of Zhang Jiuzhang, a martial artist and housekeeper of Baguamen. He knows everything, and his position is second only to that of Zhang Jiuzhang. He is very famous. I saw a few good proteges who were beaten all over the place by this prosperous time and didn't even have a chance to fight back. He only said that Master made trouble at the meeting, so he ruined his skill and vowed to beat the people in front of him to a pulp. Just as he was about to make his fortune, a powerful strong wind came, and Sheng's right palm had already split at others. ...

Ni Peng deserves to be the head of the gossip gate. He abruptly raised his sword, and a style of "flying gossip" disintegrated the vigorous palm force in the prosperous times. At the end of the round, Sheng was so impressed that he took back his palm and waved his left arm.

"Stop it!" There was a big drink, and then there was a slap in the distance. Jin Hong took a step back and closed the knife palm. The bearer holds a knife to his chest with his left hand and holds the palm of his right hand with his left hand. He leaned slightly and said, "I've met the elder, Brother Sheng."

When Chen Yuan looked intently, he knew that he was a gossip man who advocated nine chapters with a beautiful face, elegant silver whiskers, bright eyes and extraordinary attitude.

"Reality don't bother. I have been rude and offensive for a long time. I hope the real person will forgive me. " When he saw Sheng leaving, he smiled and hurried forward to bow. He smiled and said, "I'm celebrating at Mr. Wang's request, but Mr. Wang, the doorman, thinks we cheated on food and drinks ..." Zhang Jiuzhang heard the words of the squint doorman and said indifferently, "The humble dog doesn't know Mount Tai, and the elders don't blame me. Please come in." With a wave of his cloud sleeve, the porter "jumped" and fell to the ground.

Sheng Qian Qiu took a deep breath and looked at the concierge carefully. When he saw the black handprint on his forehead, he couldn't help worrying. He said: "What a good gossip palm, what a tough Zhang Jiuzhang." Chen yuan saw it in his eyes. Although Zhang Jiuzhang wanted to wash his hands of it, he was deeply impressed by his sins. He closed his eyes, folded his hands and read "Amitabha" and "Sin".

The entrance is a big quadrangle, the north room is an open hall, and a straight long corridor surrounds the screen. At the end of the corridor is a hanging flower door, and the door is suddenly enlightened. It is a big third hospital. Across the yard, into the main hall, please sit down, Yuan Sheng Tong Meng squire aside. The hall is spacious and bright, but it is empty. Even though the press conference is just around the corner, there are no guests, which shows that Zhang Jiuzhang is a man now.

"There are still two days to meet, and I am deeply honored that you can be kind to me." Standing in the corner with the purple and gold knife in his hand, his hands are respectful and chest-warming, which is quite a taste of Meng.

"Ha ha, to tell you the truth, I have recently observed great changes in the sky. It seems that your family is going to have a disaster, so I came to check it urgently to help." With a chuckle, Chen Yuan continued, "I am a Buddha. I wash away the hands of real people, become a Buddha on the spot, and stay away from rivers and lakes. It's just ... it seems unusual to wash your hands in this golden basin. I am afraid that an enemy will come to the door to retaliate. "

Zhang Jiuzhang smell speech face brake change, frown up. He always heard that Chen Yuan of Juyun Temple in Qianyun Mountain was a real Buddha. Unexpectedly, the first meeting brought him bad news. Zhang Jiuzhang didn't want to get involved in the river's lake feud again, and sighed, "I watch the celestial phenomena at night. As the predecessors said, that's just ... "

"Ha ha, Sir, don't be afraid. If there is a robbery, there will be a way to break it, and we will never stand by. " Chen yuan comforted.

The words sound just fell, the door of the hall creaked, Huo Ran opened, and a red wind suddenly floated into the hall. All eyes turned to the hall door: I saw a strange man in a dark red cloak and a white suit standing at the door without saying a word. They don't know who the newcomers are, but they see their faces wearing blood-red ghost masks, and their hands are holding Ni Peng's head. There will be blood dripping from my head ... Tong Meng immediately vomited.

Chen Yuan couldn't see the man's face, but with clear eyes, a purple-black air mass lingered over his head, which is expected to be a sign of catastrophe. Ni Peng, who was good at one hand, died in the other's hands, knowing that he was confident, and secretly prepared for a desperate fight. Zhang Jiuzhang, however, smiled indifferently and said coldly, "Is this man in front of you the so-called slave-killing red ghost at the cold-blooded meeting? What are you doing here today? So fierce, as if to kill me? "

The cold-blooded club mentioned by Zhang Jiuzhang is a newly established club in recent years. All the masters are trained as professional killers, wearing ghost faces when committing crimes, with dividends, orange, blue and black colors. Black is the second, latosolic red and plain white are the middle, and blue is the master of cold-blooded society. Because that cold-blooded killer only got paid, he killed each other regardless of good or evil, just like a slave, so Jianghu people called him a dead slave.

"yes." The man put down Ni Peng's head and said coldly, "Besides, the nine sects have done their best."

"What a big breath! Zhang's family are all here, so I want to see how you kill yourself. " Zhang Jiuzhang picked up the Zijin knife on the ground, drew a circle with vanity, and drew it in the middle with a brush. The man sneered, a knife flashed in the middle, the sword hidden under the cloak was drawn, and his wrist turned. But when he heard it, he saw that Zhang Jiuzhang was in a hurry, and his limbs had been hit by several swords, and his blood was like a spring. It turns out that firm but gentle doesn't stop, and the first stop will turn into countless blades.

"'cold rain and frost'? Are you a disciple of Leng Qianqi? " Zhang Jiuzhang's face was frightened.

"You know' cold rain and frost', why ask again? I am a cold-blooded stunt, but I don't know how to pass it on to my disciples. How can I be a cold-blooded disciple? Joke! " The man laughed coldly and the air froze, so he raised his sword and cut off his feet from Zhang Jiuzhang.

Zhang Jiuzhang rolled back with a knife, shyly avoiding the blade, but he was injured by the sword. His ankle was cut with a bright red hole, and the originally white socks waist was also stained with rosy clouds. In desperation, Sheng raised his hand. When he was ready to make a move, he shook his head and said, "Don't panic. Everything has a cause and effect. We can't participate. "

Ghost face man took a deep breath, the tip of the sword immediately buzzed, like a fly swatter flapping its wings, and then a powerful sword stabbed Zhang Jiuzhang's heart.

When he heard this, he shot a bleeding arrow from his chest, which frightened Cang and gave him a big surprise. Unfortunately, this sword was too strong when it first appeared. When it reached Zhang Jiuzhang's chest, it was already old. Although it pierced the skin, it was not a big problem. After nine chapters and one sword, he dodged and took advantage of the situation to slash at each other. I saw a flash of purple light, and the purple and gold knife was cut obliquely for nine days, and the right hand holding the sword opposite was removed from the wrist. The owner of the hand stepped back, and the left hand even sealed the right hand and asked for a hole to stop the injury on the wrist.

"You are the son of cold cold, frost? The afterlife is awesome! It's a pity that you haven't mastered the essentials of your cold fencing. You told me to quit the Jianghu and wash my hands of it. Can't these 30 years of technology be abandoned? Dare not slack off every day! The reason is to guard against you killers! I went easy on you with that knife and only cut off your right palm, which is a reward for your determination to take revenge and practice hard. " Zhang Jiuzhang stood up slowly, gently wiped the blood on the Zijin knife with his hand, and threw a cruel smile at the man's mask.

"first frost, you take off your mask. Before you die, I am not in the mood to break your left palm again. " Zhang Jiuzhang is conceited, as if everything was expected.

Without saying a word, the man held out his hand and slowly removed the latosolic red ghost face. The man under the mask, about twenty years old, has a delicate face, but his facial features are seriously condensed by hatred, and his eyes look sharp and vicious.

"Is really LengQianQi son. It was cold thirty years ago, and frost thirty years later, hahaha ... it was generally incompetent. " Zhang Jiuzhang lounged back in his chair. "Old Chen Yuan, if this boy is really my hit, then you underestimate me." Zhang Jiuzhang turned to Chen Yuan and said.

"Zhang Jiuzhang, you said I was alone? If you break my palm, there is no threat? How could I treat the grudge of killing people thirty years ago as such a trivial matter! ? This last resort is to die with you. " Cold frost man said, and took out a delicate wooden box hidden behind the cloak.

When you look at it, the wooden box cover is clearly engraved with eight small words: "Heaven treasure box, precious robbery, hidden harm."

"Paradise box? ! ",Chen Yuanhe sheng stood up at the same time and exclaimed.

"Not bad!" Cold cream gently put the Tianshi treasure box on the ground, hold down the lid, and smiled coldly at Zhang Jiuzhang. "This is the world-famous wonder" The Box of Heaven ",Zhang Jiuzhang. Now I want to bet my luck with you. "

"Shit!" Startled, he said to Sheng, "This Tianbao box was lost by a fairy on earth. There are four boxes, exactly the same, but the contents are quite different. One treasure, one company robbing one fierce, one four-star disaster, white tiger star. Who knows which box he got? If it's that fierce box, I'm afraid even you and I will lose our lives! This is not good ... "

"Zhang Jiuzhang, you should have heard of the Treasure Box." Leng Shuang interrupted Chen Yuan's words and smiled indifferently: "The person who opened the box suffered an incredible disaster, and the bystanders were guilty of the same crime, and died after enduring countless human sufferings; Both the person who opened the box and the bystanders were sentenced to death. Let's gamble and see if this box is a robbery box or a fierce box! "

Hearing this, Zhang Jiuzhang's calm look suddenly disappeared. He thought, "Everyone in the Jianghu knows the anecdote of Tianbao Box, but who has seen the real thing? Could it be that this boy Leng Shuang made a fake box to lie to me? " Wanted to think, smiled indifferently, and took a step in front of Zijin Dao.

"Zhang Jiuzhang, if you don't believe me, try again!" Leng Shuang didn't laugh when she saw that she was not threatened. He pressed the lid with his left hand and tried to open the treasure box.

Rao, Zhang Jiuzhang informed, he was not surprised, this sentence didn't shock him. He stopped at once, afraid to take another step. He said slowly, "What do you want?"

"You answer me truthfully, 30 years ago, did you buy off my cold cook and poison my food? Is it because of your Zhang Jiuzhang that I am cold at home for more than 90 times? " Cold expression, don't give each other any chance to argue.

"So what?" Zhang Jiuzhang panic not outspoken, blurt out.

Just across from the parents, a three-or four-year-old child suddenly broke into the back room, holding a wood blade in his hand, saying "making baby", but he came to Zhang Jiuzhang to compete with his father.

Zhang Jiuzhang was surprised to see his son suddenly appear, secretly complaining and panicking. Suddenly, he found that Leng Shuang's eyes were blocked by his son, so he suddenly binged and kicked his son away. The Zijin knife killed his foot and looked at Leng Shuang's head.

As soon as the cold cream was about to lay hands on the child, it felt windy overhead and the dark voice was not good. He lay on the ground and rolled sideways to avoid a fatal knife. Zhang Jiuzhang missed his opponent, but his heart was relieved when he saw Leng Shuang leave the treasure chest. The Zijin knife in his hand could no longer hold back, and abruptly cut off the treasure chest in the sky.

The knife is obviously too hard. Under one knife, the Tianshi treasure box suddenly exploded, and when the sawdust flew, a mysterious black air mass emerged from the box, smashed the roof tiles of the hall and went straight to the night.

"It's broken. The most terrible thing happened ... "General Chen Yuan stayed and muttered.

"What is this box?" Sheng Qian Qiu asked at a side.

"This is the most terrible fierce box in the four boxes. Just fell from the sky is the white tiger star king who was originally imprisoned by heaven since ancient times. Now that the treasure box is broken, the star seeks shelter among galaxies. Alas ..... Who can handle such a fierce star? This is the will of God ... "Chen Yuan sighed bitterly when observing the stars from the zenith hole.

Zhang Jiuzhang accidentally broke the treasure box, and he was utterly confused. When he heard Chen Yuan's words, he was even more at a loss. He proudly raised the Zijin knife and roared, "God, are you trying to take my life?" Come if you want! Don't hurt my son! Otherwise, I will be a ghost to dismember you and other immortals ... "Words not to say that finish, the scourge will stand, and Wan Li will be clear. When the brakes broke, the clouds scurried and the fog covered the sky. A purple electricity gradually condensed in the overhead space, shaped like a bowl, and suddenly it was dark and there was a faint scream. ...

Less than half a cup of tea, Li Hao suddenly surge of emotion surge, dark clouds rolling, opened a hole. A fierce evil thunder column with exploding gobang suddenly came down from the hole, purple and blue in color, just like Youlong, and the electric flame poured down from it, instantly running through Zhang Jiuzhang's whole body. A spasm, a burst of white smoke, poor Zhang Jiuzhang I was so proud that he suddenly died suddenly.

"Is it really a curse?" Sheng was startled to see the charred and curled body.

"Don't have false? The rest of the three-night star can't pick up the white tiger star, and see what the Emperor of Heaven will do with it ... "Chen Yuan looked up at the sky, only to see that the night was brightly lit, resisting the mysterious dark clouds that lingered, but he didn't win for a long time.

"Although Zhang Jiuzhang is dead, the scourge has not completely subsided, and it will not be over until you are killed." Chen Yuan's crying was not good, so he sat cross-legged on the floor, closed his eyes and muttered to himself. After the spell, a layer of swaying light fog rose around. The light fog is getting brighter and thicker, floating over the hall like a belt.

"I thought that Chen Yuan believed in Buddhism for many years and studied Buddhism for so long, but it was finally used to save my life ..." Before Chen Yuan's words were finished, a thunderbolt went straight to the heads of five people.

Before he could speak, Chen Yuan put his hands together and shouted, "Close the door!" The light belt was immediately prompted to spin like a dragon and become a mask like a huge eggshell, surrounding several people. The electric column poured down and scattered when it touched the top of the range hood. Suddenly, it turned into several currents and rushed in all directions. When it touched something, it splashed and burned. It takes only a moment for the mansion to turn to ashes.

"Qian Qiu, I can't use the method of" protecting the body "for a long time. You are quick to take them and wait for me to go back to Juyun Temple with' Yun Teng Mountain Avoidance'. " The sweat between Chen Yuan's forehead, like beans, is obviously very hard. His hands were folded, and the Buddha's force surged to support the mask and remove the electricity.

Sheng nodded and agreed, pulling Mugetu to come over, and then going to hug his son. Unexpectedly, the cold cream that has been silent helped the child up: "Is this Zhang Jiuzhang's blood?" Cold frost holds the child's chest with his left hand, as if to kill the baby.

"no!" Sheng was frightened and waved cold and first frost down.

The desire to save lives in the next century is full of the strength of both hands. My right hand lost frost, the enemy died, and my heart was gone, so I had to passively pick it up with my left palm. Two palms collided and suddenly rumbled. Frost shattered the bones and muscles of the left arm with the force of a palm, and the shock spewed out a big mouthful of blood. More than potential, the body hit back, broke the "King Kong insulation", and the cover immediately fell apart. ...

When Chen Yuan saw the collapse of Buddhism, thunder was coming, and he could no longer think about other things. He grabbed St. Qian Qiu with his right hand, held up the moon dream with his left hand, bit Zhang Jiuzhang's son by the collar with his teeth, closed his eyes and had a brainwave. He read out "Maha Prajna Paramita" and immediately displayed "Yun Teng Dunshan".

In the rotation, the wind is generated in both ears. When the four people stand still again, they have returned to Juyun Temple. ...

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