Chapter 491: The magpie is occupied by the magpie, and one person sings the opera

Thinking of the saying that one day in heaven and one year in the earth, Yang Lin became more courageous.

That's good.

It's just God helping me.

Faming was dead, and even the soul was broken. However, he was a reincarnation and a guy who specialized in the lower realm to do tasks. The true spirit will definitely not die, and the deity will not die.

Since the reaction in heaven is not so fast, some things can be operated.

Just think of this.

Yang Lin's eyes were bright.

The next moment, the red mole on the back of the little Tang Monk's hand lit up slightly, and a golden light turned into a slight sound, and it was like a tired bird returning to the nest and was buried in Faming's broken mind.

The next moment, Faming was split into two golden bodies and the blood scattered around him gathered together. Then, the golden light on his body shone again, and his breath became several times stronger.

He held the golden circle in his hand, his eyebrows were raised, and he roared angrily: "Who was plotting against me just now? What a Wei Zheng. When I see the Bodhisattva, I will definitely sue it."

"No, I can't wait, I want to kill him. Governor Chen, Jinshan Temple is also on the ground of Jiangzhou. If the mountains are not friendly, we should join forces to kill Chang'an and kill Wei Zheng completely?"

At this moment, Faming was furious and had a very irritable temper. He opened his mouth and killed him.

He has no such demeanor as a great monk. In fact, his monk's robes are ragged and cannot be paid attention to.

Yang Lin's divine clone floated down to the ground, shook his head, and smiled and said, "No, there are many masters in Chang'an. Wei Zheng is famous for his loyalty and has a good reputation on weekdays.

If you really want to go to Chang'an to kill him, it will probably attract everyone's attack. Not only will your Jinshan Temple cause criticism, but I, Jiangzhou, will definitely not be able to save myself. Elder Faming shouldn't stop Thunder temporarily and endure this time."

"hateful."

Monk Faming gasped for a long time, and seemed to have finally suppressed his anger and stopped talking, but just lowered his head to recite the Buddha's name.

After a while, he raised his head, turned around and looked west, and smiled, "I really left this time."

Looking at the sky's eyes, a ray of light and shadow silently became far away, and gradually lost its sense.

"It's really gone."

The divine clone also smiled.

"Wei Zheng is still very cautious. Faming died too quickly just now, and he became suspicious. Even if his son died, he did not mess up his mind. He deliberately pretended to leave and secretly hid aside and looked around... His invisibility method was actually very good, but unfortunately, I didn't expect that we had the eyes of heaven."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

The body of the god shook slightly and returned to Jiangzhou. Divine lights guarded the four directions and cleared the demonic energy. Just then, it was distracted. Hundreds of people in various places had died.

In fact, from a certain perspective, Wei Wuji's calculations are really good.

He calculated that Yang Lin would definitely not be able to separate himself when the disaster came.

Unfortunately, what he didn't count was that Yang Lin was never alone, but many.

...

Wei Zheng turned into a hidden sword light and flew quietly above Hongjiang. His eyes passed through the heavy water waves. When he saw the old dragon king covered in scars guarding a corpse, he couldn't help but sigh.

He wanted to cut down with one sword, but after thinking about it, he still didn't dare.

I always feel that this time is very strange.

Looking at the half of my son's body in my hand, I couldn't help feeling sad.

Yes.

He just left and went back.

When I saw the scene of the old monk returning to life, I was shocked.

"What a monk Faming, I will write down this account first. When the curtain begins fifteen years later, we will come to settle the accounts with you."

In anger, he was heartbroken by his son's death and showed no mercy.

In fact, because he was worried about breaking the Buddhist plan, he really didn't want to beat Faming to death on the spot.

When I saw Monk Faming die miserably, although I was happy, I was really guilty.

If the matter of seeking the scriptures was full of twists and turns, he suspected that even if he had a background, he might be thrown out to take the blame, and it would be difficult to end afterwards.

"However, the monk pretended to be dead. I thought he was a rough and reckless person, but I didn't expect that he would be so sinister."

"Li Wuding didn't know why, but he got along with Faming of Jinshan Temple. He seemed to have a good relationship. But he didn't know that between them, there was actually a relationship between blade and fish. This idiot... I've recorded this punch today, Faming, I remember you too."

Wei Zheng stood in the cloud for a while, feeling extremely aggrieved. After thinking about it, he went back to Chang'an without looking back.

This time I suffered a great loss, and even my son died, but I couldn't even get angry, so I could only endure it, thinking in my heart that one day, I would have to get back today's blood debt.

More than ten years, it’s not too long.

...

Wei Zheng left, and the top spirit of Jiangzhou also left. The ground was covered with dead branches and floating soil. On the dilapidated land with large pits, there was only Faming. No, there was a little monk in the distance, looking over with his big black eyes.

Faming Zhan smiled, golden light flashed slightly, and the monk's robe returned to order.

He walked to the side of the little Tang Seng, held his hand, and smiled and said, "Jiang Liuer, I'll take you to see your mother."

The little guy didn't move and looked at him blankly.

"You are not Master Faming, but the inner demon."

This is not a question, but a certainty.

Grass.

How did you see it?

Yang Lin looked down at himself, and a golden light appeared in the mirror. He looked at his face and found that he was still the old monk, his behavior and actions were the same as before. Even his rhythm was exactly the same.

In recent years, I have been by Faming's side and are very familiar with everything about him. Even if I imitate him, I can't tell the person closest to Monk Faming.

"Just just now, Master Faming died, and you ran out of my body."

The little guy said again.

"And, Master Faming will never take me to see my mother, that's what you said."

OK, so that's it.

Who said Tang Seng is easy to fool?

Later, the kind of dullness that anyone could deceive was so dumb that it was fake Tang Monk. Perhaps it was Tang Monk who had wiped out all his spiritualities.

What a smart little guy.

Unfortunately, you didn't guess that I was your father.

Yang Lin thought to himself.

Of course, the current Faming is not someone else, but Yang Lin’s essence clone.

When he saw the opportunity before, his essence clone escaped directly, gathered Faming's residual thoughts and absorbed memory. Then, he found a wisp of broken soul light threads in the sea of ​​consciousness, gathered them up, suppressed them aside, forming a relics light bead.

Then, the blood flame on his body slightly rose, and he refined all the flesh and blood of Faming and recast the golden body.

At this time, the golden body was no longer the Buddhist golden body of Dharma Ming. It has an immortal rule, and his body has been many times stronger.

This body was cast with the other party's own flesh and blood, and whether it was qi or yuan power, it was exactly the same.
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