This voice?

The present Buddha, Many Treasures Tathagata, could not help but tremble all over and suddenly looked up to the top of his head.

He couldn't understand this voice any better. It was the voice of that evil dragon!

Impossible!

If Bailong didn't go to the demon world, how could he come back alive?

The past Buddha lit the lamp, and the future Buddha Maitreya also looked above his head at the same time.

I saw a white dot appearing in the sky in the distance.

The distance was getting closer and closer. He had his hands behind his back, and his white robe was swaying in the wind.

They couldn't remember anything else about this evil dragon except that it looked amazing!

I just wish I could tear off his face with my own hands.

The three great Buddhas looked at each other.

They didn't want to believe that the person who came was Bai Long.

However, with such good looks, who else could he be but the Spiritual King of Picket?

However, the three great Buddhas did not take action.

Just because Xitian's economy is tight recently and he has no money to try to fight Bailong again.

Bailong looked at Maitreya Buddha and said with a smile: "I'm afraid of leaving behind the grandson Buddha. I didn't expect you to succeed the Glazed Medicine Buddha and become the Buddha! Congratulations!"

Hehe...uh...hum!

Maitreya Buddha just wanted to laugh, but he controlled his expression.

If you laugh at this time, you are obviously looking for a beating.

The head of the Glazed Medicine Buddha was indirectly shattered by the white dragon and is recovering from his injuries in Mount Sumeru.

No matter how you say it, for the sake of a stable position, you can't take pleasure in others' misfortune.

Maitreya Buddha pointed at the white dragon and said bitterly: "Naughty dragon! What do you want me to congratulate you for? I am a monk, and all four elements are empty. Those who are not in the right place are like dung to me!"

go!!!

Under the cloud, the four great Bodhisattvas, the Eight Great Vajras, the eight hundred Arhats, the three thousand Buddhas, the tens of thousands of monks and nuns all bowed their heads.

What a beast!

What you say is really irritating!

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Dreaming and talking in sleep, all want to take the Tathagata's position.

Fat thief!

Seeing the speed of construction, the four Bodhisattvas slowed down slightly and took a deep breath at the same time.

"It's so enjoyable! Don't wait, do it quickly!"

Woo woo woo...

Arhat, uncovering the truth, Buddhas, Jialan, nuns, and monks, tens of thousands of horses galloping past in my heart.

Meow a mia!

Taixu Ling Palace, is there still a shortage of people?

I heard that the Heavenly Court Royal Horse Supervisor still lacks an upright steward. Do you need someone?

Tathagata glared at Bailong angrily and said coldly: "Nielong, I don't want to trouble you, why do you come here?"

Bailong took out a human

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Ginseng fruit, crunching and chewing.

"What, this is your home? As the Inspector Spirit King, I am the highest investigator of the Heavenly Court. I can go to any unit in the Three Realms. Why are you here?"

Well?

Tathagata was speechless by Bai Long.

Why is this evil dragon so annoying?

However, Tathagata really didn't dare to take action.

The small treasury of everyone in Daleiyin Temple was looted a month ago.

In only five hundred years, the Eight Treasures Merit Pool deducted salary and saved several tons of merit water.

And those meritorious waters are now under the full responsibility of Amitabha.

The Tathagata no longer has the power to control.

At this moment, if you want to say that donations are a waste of money, you can't even donate them.

Tathagata gnashed his teeth angrily and glared at Bailong angrily.

Bailong's mouth was filled with an unpredictable smile, and he was also staring at Tathagata.

Under the clouds, the Bodhisattvas who oversee the work, the Vajra who protects them, the Arhats who work on the construction, Jieyi, Ni, Jialan, the Buddhas, and the monks all put down their work and stared at the cloud head expectantly.

There was only one word in their minds at this time.

Dry!!!

The murderous eyes of the three great Buddhas seemed to be about to skin the white dragon alive.

The atmosphere was silent for a while.

One second, five seconds, ten seconds...

Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah...

A flock of crows flew over everyone's heads and landed on the banyan tree in the distance, crows that made people scratch their heads.

In the blink of an eye, thirty seconds passed.

The three great Buddhas Tathagata, Ran Deng, and Maitreya all lowered their heads.

"It's not a bad idea to come here. Come if you want."

groove!

The Bodhisattva who oversaw the work, the Vajra who protected, the Arhat who carried out the construction, Jieyi, Jialan, Ni, the Buddhas, and the Sangha closed their eyes helplessly.

Amitabha, my compassionate Buddha...

oh!

Sorry for saying it wrong.

It’s Amitabha, I’m so cowardly!!!

What a meow!

The three Buddhas, the four Bodhisattvas, and the Eight Vajras stared at the construction team again and roared loudly: "Why did you stop? Hurry up!!!"

Woohoo!

In the hearts of the monks in the West, sorrow has flowed back into a river!

As the old saying goes, relationships are shallow and there are many idiots, but there are many people who want to take care of things!

Dog leadership!

Tathagata’s master, Master Tongtian, is not such a dog!

Ran Deng and Maitreya’s master, Yuanshi Tianzun, are not such people either!

How come anyone who joins Xitian will end up like this?

Corrupt atmosphere!

All

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It's the correct way to lift, but the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked!

Dog leadership!

The monks who were working on the construction once again buried their heads and got to work.

Bai Long looked at the nervous and busy monks and said with a smile: "Your unity has really moved me. Taixu Linggong is far from the best! I will give you a poem..."

It’s noon on the day of hoeing,

Sweat drips from the soil beneath the grass,

Who knows the Great Leiyin Temple?
To be continued...