The Myth Of Confucianism And Taoism Is The Holy

The six hundred and eighty chapters: the difficulty of Lingshan, eighteen arhats!

West Wilderness.

Within the territory of Weiyang, outside of Suzhou City!

Bodhisattva was on the top of the mountain, and he put the sound transmission sword on his forehead, and the solemn voice of Blessed One Tathagata came from inside.

“Lingshan is in trouble, come back quickly!”

A squeezed blasting sound transmission sword, the general trend of Bodhisattva’s sword frowned in dissatisfaction.

After pondering for a long time, Bodhisattva said indifferently: “The white fox’s position is seventy miles to the east. Go chase and I will return to Lingshan!”

“Congratulations to Bodhisattva!”

The five arhats bowed their eyebrows and respectfully worshiped farewell.

“Boom!”

The violent Buddha power rippled in place, and Bodhisattva’s figure had already rushed into the sky, and disappeared in a moment.

On a new day, Bu Feihua woke up early, stretched out, and woke up Zhao Ling’er, who was awkwardly asleep, to continue on the road.

Zhao Ling’er, who was worried that Bu Feihua would behave badly towards him, didn’t sleep well all night.

After being awakened by Bu Feihua, she felt so angry that she was about to explode like a mountain torrent, and it was not pleasing to look at Bu Feihua.

“If you go on like this, you will be able to return to Nanzhao in the Year of the Monkey!?”

Zhao Linger said with an unhappy face.

“The worship of the moon has already controlled Nanzhao State, and your mother has also been sealed in the stone statue. Even if you can reach Nanzhao State today, what can you do?”

“If you want Realm without Realm, you need to have no scheming, wisdom is like a ten-year-old child, and the strategy is even more messy. You went to Nanzhao to drink the northwest wind, or hold your mother’s stone statue and cry for the first time. field?!”

Bu Feifan held Zhao Ling’er mercilessly.

Your mother, I gave up my cultivation time and just followed you all the way to Nanzhao country like a snail.

You don’t want to thank me, you are still aggressive, with a big Miss temper, and it’s not bad if you step beyond the beaten path.

“We Confucianists have such a saying, it is better to travel thousands of miles to read thousands of books!”

“If you have experienced something, you can understand a lot of truths. You will meet a lot of people along the way, and you will be chased by the moon worshippers. This is all of your training and will allow you to return to Nanzhao in the future. Can take on everything!”

“What do you think I was wasting time with you for? If it weren’t for my grandma’s request, I wouldn’t bother to care about you!”

Zhao Ling’er was anxious with this extraordinary remark, her lips were opened, but there was no way to refute it.

“I blamed you!”

Zhao Linger’s tone was harsh.

“It doesn’t matter if it’s wrong, it’s weird, as long as you can understand my good intentions in the future!”

Bu Feihua said indifferently.

In fact, he couldn’t figure out what Bufei had done.

According to the truth, he directly led Zhao Linger with Jinghong, and he could return to Nanzhao within a few days.

Then, kill the moon worshiper, rescue Lin Qing’er, then kill the king of Nanzhao Kingdom, let Zhao Ling’er be the queen, and that’s it.

But in the depths of Extraordinary’s heart, she sincerely hopes that Zhao Linger can become strong, not only in the realm of the outside, but also in the inner world.

Zhao Ling’er and Li Xiaoyao in the TV series in the previous life have experienced so much, and finally they can sacrifice themselves resolutely for the sake of their own people and the common people of the world.

This is a kind of great love for the heaven and the earth.

He hoped that Zhao Ling’er could become a woman in her own right, not the Little Princess who would only behave like a spoiled temper all day long.

“Boom!”

Suddenly, a loud noise came from the mountains in the distance, and the ground on the official road where Concession Extraordinary was located was shaking.

“Wow!”

One thing came through the air, Bu Feihua looked at it, but it was a white fox.

This white fox seemed to know Bu Bu Extraordinary. Its azure blue fox had humanized fear and happiness in its eyes. With a swish, it went straight into Bu Extraordinary arms.

Looking at the shivering white fox hiding in his arms, the fur is still stained with blood, the abdomen is sloppy, and the internal organs can be seen.

“It’s you?!”

The extraordinary look was startled.

A few months ago, Bu Feifei met this white fox in a restaurant with Zhao Guo and Shen Gongbao in the middle famine.

At that time, the white fox was being chased and killed by the young Sect Leader Zhuge Liuyun from Xuanxin. Bu Feihua rescued the white fox, also killed Zhuge Liuyun, and formed Liangzi with Xuanxin Zhengzong.

After that, the white fox escaped from under Bu Feihua’s eyelids, and never thought it would appear here today, in the border area of ​​the Western Wilderness.

“My son, save me!”

The white fox’s front paws are like human hands, clutching at the extravagant skirt of his clothes, with desire in his azure blue eyes.

“Still talking?!”

Bu Feihua laughed blankly.

“Hey, little fox, come in Big Sis’ arms.”

Zhao Ling’er looked at the white fox, her small face was full of surprises, and he swallowed the white fox directly from Bu Huan’s arms.

Bu Feihua was quite speechless, he was about to say something, and the five realms of shock descended on the horizon.

The five of them are all wearing Zen Kasaya, and all of them are enveloped in a rich Buddha light. Bu Feihua hates this kind of breath.

“Zen people!”

Bu Feihua was slightly surprised. They turned out to be five arhats, and all of them were Realm of the top of the Daluo Jinxian.

There are five hundred arhats in Zen, but Realm is not high. The top eighteen people are called the eighteen arhats. They are a handful of top-notch people, all of them are Realm.

Bu Huanfa wondered, what exactly is the identity of this white fox that caused the old man Tathagata to dispatch five of the eighteen arhats?

“Boy, hand over the white fox to me!”

The person headed by the five arhats walked out, looking at Bu Huan, with vague murderous intent in his eyes.

“Excuse me, are you the Arhat of Zen?!”

Bu Feihua pretended to be very pious.

“I am the Tota Lohan, one of the eighteen arhats, and the last of the ten disciples of the Lord Tathagata!”

Tota Luohan’s expression is quite triumphant, he is condescending, and the posture of the superior is extraordinary.

“Wow, it turns out to be Tota Luohan, the young one really has no eyes to Mount Tai!”

Bu Feihua’s ‘shocked’ expression on his face was very useful in Tota Luohan’s eyes, much more comfortable than flattering.

“Just know the name of the deity, now you can hand over the white fox to me!”

Bu Feifan said in an unhurried tone: “Venerable, it’s like this. If I give you the white fox, can you agree to a small request! Not too much!”

“I think your qualifications are acceptable, you can barely be my registered disciple!”

Bufei rolled his eyes wildly, he hadn’t said yet, okay, this Arhat thought he wanted to worship him as a teacher.

Are Zen people so cheeky? !