Just as Qing Ming and Xue Zhanyi were playing and talking, a golden light quickly hit behind Xue Zhanyi.
Sensing what was fighting with Qing Ming, Xue Zhanyi was surprised and said, "Is it Prajna relic or is it a mystery?"
How did she do it?
Xue Zhanyi was curious and wanted to intercept the Prajna relic, but who knew that the relic was unusually fast and quickly slipped away from the fingertips of Xue Zhanyi and let Xue Zhanyi catch one.
"Come back!" Snow stained clothes face slightly heavy blunt prajna sarira light drink a way
The tone of the snow-stained clothes is naturally as if the relic is himself, but when the snow-stained clothes sound falls, the relic does not listen to the words of the snow-stained clothes, but rotates rapidly around the snow-stained clothes, and the momentum is fierce, as if it is waiting for the opportunity.
"It’s really the same as your relic that doesn’t help you." Qing Ming couldn’t help laughing when he saw this scene, but he didn’t smile much when he looked at his eyes carefully
He can feel that Prajna and Xueyan clothes are special. Theoretically, Xueyan clothes should be able to arouse Prajna sarira, but the fact is that Prajna sarira chose to help Mystery deal with Xueyan clothes.
This is obviously the will of Prajna, which is really interesting.
"You are higher than me, and you still choose two dozen one to be shameless." Snow stained clothes were slightly mafia.
In the relic-ridden Qing Ming didn’t stop attacking the snow-stained clothes, which directly formed a situation of two dozen against the snow-stained clothes
"I don’t even want my body, so I’m shameless. Although two dozen and one win don’t force it, it’s fast." Qing Ming smiled and fell in love with the snow and began to suppress it with absolute superiority.
Different from the state of Qing Ming’s ecstasy, the snow-stained clothes are flesh and blood, and the body is immediately injured and the body is not controlled by him.
For a moment, I have been waiting for the opportunity. The relic suddenly accelerated and directly wrapped in the Gangfeng nebula and quickly hit the snow and stained my heart.
Chapter 133 Chapter 133
"If it is destroyed, everything will disappear with it." BuLaoChun said.
"But he is Prajna …" Mystery looked at Prajna as if she was about to cry. She didn’t want Prajna to disappear in front of her eyes.
On the contrary, Prajnaparamita has calmed down and looked at the mystery gently. "Mystery, I am very happy to meet you. I hope you will not forget me in the future …"
If the average person dies with a living person, it may make the other person forget and reduce the pain of the living person.
Such people have seen many prajnaparamita. Although the world is fake, the experience in it is not fake.
At one time, Prajna didn’t have much emotional feelings for others, and it was on his deathbed that Prajna discovered that he was not selfish at all compared with those ordinary people, hoping that Xuanji wouldn’t forget him, even though he might be a short memory of Xuanji’s long practice road in the future.
"I won’t forget your Prajna, and I have never forgotten you." Xuanji took Prajna’s hand and promised Prajna.
At this time, the Chinese world has collapsed to the mystery and others. I wonder if it is because of them. They are the center of the collapse of the world.
Prajnaparamita saw the sun, the moon, the mountains and the thousands of stars, all of which melted into dust before his eyes. Will he dissipate like this?
"All right, mystery, let’s go. If you don’t go, I’m afraid you won’t be able to leave."
"Also, can you leave this last paragraph to me alone?" Prajnaparamita looked at mystery, gently asked
"Prajna, are you …" Mystery looked at Prajna and wanted to tell him his identity.
Different from Prajnaparamita, there is also a Prajnaparamita memory, and the world Prajnaparamita has no Prajnaparamita memory in three thousand walking avatars.
Compared with Prajna in mystery memory, Prajna in the world is more like a stranger.
It is the mystery that knows that prajnaparamita is prajnaparamita. When someone makes the image of the great power, that person will become the incarnation and projection of the great power and be perceived by the great power.
"All right, Mystery, let’s go." Young Chun put his hand on Mystery’s shoulder and then rushed Prajna to nod slightly and disappeared into the middle world with Mystery.
Finally, Prajna was the only one left in the whole Chinese world who thought that there was something he didn’t say to himself before the mystery left. Suddenly Prajna’s eyebrows were slightly drooping, and Prajna’s head was covered with a white shadow
It’s a snow-white hair, Prajnaparamita, lifting eyes, etc. After seeing the bearer clearly, the black pupil suddenly shrinks because the bearer actually has a face like his.
The difference is that he has no hair, but the other person has a long silvery white hair that sweeps the floor
"So that’s it, Amitabha, the little monk knows." Everything is completely realized from seeing the Buddha who is exactly like himself and practicing Prajna.
"Come back to my body as soon as I leave for too long, so that I can get your memory." The bearer smiled at Prajna and held out his hand.
After all, he is a projection of this man. If he doesn’t want to return, he will be completely swallowed up by the collapsed world.
His insignificant projection has actually won the favor of the statue, and indeed it is a mystery blessing.
Thinking of Prajna in this way directly melts light into people’s bodies without any resistance.
Just when the middle world completely collapsed, the silvery white figure disappeared in the same place.
"bang!" The door of the romantic pavilion was knocked down by someone, and the snow stained clothes came in with his hand over his heart.
"Yo, it’s rare that you’re injured. It shouldn’t be prajnaparamita for you this time." The owner of the romantic pavilion smiled and leaned against the scarlet beam, and didn’t help Xue to get clothes.
Xue Zhanyi sneered, "If it’s not him or who, I don’t usually provoke others."
"Gee, the guy who has always been gentle has revealed his sharp minions. This momentum is not good." The owner of the affair pavilion sighed with emotion