My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

drunk.

Everyone feels stupid.

Fu Qingjun felt that this was really outrageous.

He carefully observed the strange hairstyles of those girls, and the more he looked at them, the more shocked he became, and he felt inexplicably guilty...

"Wait, it's none of my business!"

He quickly shook off this sense of guilt, and said softly:

"I just sent these good seedlings from Miao Chuntang to study in Shu Mountain's fairy gate with good intentions. As a great witch and giant, I went to watch mortals practice, and went to my family's demon country to study further... It was Qin Hong, and she gave them Shaved."

Qin Hong, this person's heart can be punished!

He shook his head, sat at the dining table to eat, turned the shock into motivation to eat, and his appetite whetted, "Wait for Li Mo and others, go down to the fairy mountain to practice, wander the world of mortals, and return to my Jianghu sect, everyone will be dumbfounded." ?”

It was so beautiful I couldn't even look at it.

Li Mo, a long-legged and beautiful big sister, was the first person I saw when I came to this world.

Before, when I just came to this world, I was still poking my head at the door, "confessing" to Li Mo.

Results now?

Fu Qingjun sighed, and couldn't bear to look straight at the thought of that hairstyle.

"However, this Buddhism is something I didn't expect."

His expression gradually became serious, and he stroked his black hair. He never thought that his hair could develop such effects.

There is also this kind of use of dumb hair, constantly reincarnated, and condensed the courage of the whole life!

"Relying on this method is indeed a possibility for giant humans to break through the fourth realm!"

"After all, the human body is too big. It is unrealistic to have 10,000 human grandmasters... You know, there are not many martial arts rivers and lakes in the whole world."

"You can only rely on the ant master."

"However, their quality is low, and they can only be piled up in quantity. The souls of a few millimeters are too heterogeneous, and hundreds of millions of tempering will drive people crazy...r Let yourself go to reincarnation,

It's a good idea to practice by yourself. "

Even Fu Qingjun approved of this approach.

Because humans are long-lived species with a long lifespan...

It is still easy to spend thousands of lives of those short-lived humans.

"In a sense, it's also a way to prove the Tao with strength, and it's also a way to cultivate myself." Fu Qingjun thinks this is a good way, but he has no intention of taking it.

Isn’t the way of harvesting fragrant because you sow the seeds by yourself?

"God is the shepherd, and all living beings are lambs of the world."

Fu Qingjun continued to eat with his head down, looking outside the house, and from time to time, black-clothed officials riding bicycles and carrying guns passed by, "However, I can't just give away my hair. They have my hair, and they can continue to promote this hair. The growth of the plant can also be cut off and inserted into other people to develop the second generation of Mediterranean."

He felt that he was simply a vampire, a zombie, the kind who could give a first hug.

Qin Hong and the others are the first bald heads of the second generation, and they can give birth to the stupid hair they gave to them, and insert the bald heads of the third generation.

And the third generation can...

Fu Qingjun felt that it was outrageous, touched his lush hair, and felt more and more outrageous, "What the hell is this ability?"

"Also, although with the inheritance of Dumao, the ability is gradually thinning, but it is still very scary...In the future, there will not be so many dependents of the night feast of gods and demons at the beginning of the second generation."

Otherwise, if there are more than one second generation and it spreads wildly, the whole world will really be bald.

That is the real disaster!

Fu Qingjun thought to himself, and thought about it again,

"The demon kingdom was established, the moon was successfully landed, Taoism was at its peak, and Buddhism was also flourishing. Perhaps the world of mythology is not far away... I am in Duguan Town, which is relatively close, and may be affected."

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Western Buddhist land.

The Daleiyin Temple stands tall, and the sound of Buddha bursts out, majestic and vast.

Everyone in the world knows that to the west of the land of Shu Mountain, there is a Buddha.

After a hundred generations of reincarnation, he suddenly became a Buddha and became a generation of Buddha. He spread the scriptures widely and saved all living beings.

However, some powerful fairy gates decided to come to test it.

Even those monsters and true immortals who came down to earth also came to visit. They had already descended to earth in advance, planning to communicate with this former master and protector.

A true immortal who suppressed the whole life and was invincible appeared,

"Master, you once fought and died for me in one life. Although I respect you, the heavens asked me to come here to test and see if I have the ability to stand on my own."

"Master, in that life, I once recognized your strength, but after I became a true immortal and stepped into the ancestor of the fourth realm, I only realized the weakness of Sanxian, and my vision is different."

A ancestor fairy of the fourth realm spoke.

Some of the disciples who have been in contact with, the evil sons, know the horror of their master, and they used to be a loose immortal with exaggerated combat power.

However, no matter how exaggerated it is, it is still a Sanxian.

Reaching the fourth realm, there is no condensed soul of the gods, there is no fairy body, and the combat power is low.

If the master is always a loose fairy, then he is not qualified...

On the lotus seat, Qin Hong looked down peacefully, looking down.

This kind of thing has been through too much.

Whenever a sect is established, it will inevitably touch the interests of many people in this land.

"I have already proved the way of killing for hundreds of generations. Now I am practicing the way of goodness for hundreds of generations. I don't kill or do anything." Qin Hong smiled, her curly hair was thick and thick, like pimples, "I am a Buddhist, cultivate all living beings, and transform all living beings."

"However, although I won't fight, I can take you to an ancient tomb."

He opened his mouth and led the common people into an ancient Buddhist land.

This is a cemetery.

A series of vermilion ancient coffins were displayed on the ground, all exuding a peerless killing intent.

It was like sleeping a peerless ruthless man, with killing spirit, an ancient god of killing, filled with thousands of shocking killing intents, congealed into an unimaginable terror.

The spirit surged, and the soul sympathized. From the corpse, everyone seemed to see a picture scroll emerging from the fog of killing intent.

In the picture scroll, in the first life, an ordinary man rises up, hides his face in secret, is extremely talented in killing, defeats many holy sons and chiefs, becomes the enemy of the world, and finally stands on the top of the earth and suppresses for a lifetime.

He could have condensed the spirit of the gods, but he abandoned this road to immortality, began to travel the world, and finally enlightened in an ancient tree.

"They cultivated me! I cultivated me!"

"They practice one life! I cultivate reincarnation!"

She didn't prove that she was in her heart, and directly walked away from the lineage of Sanxian and entered the fourth realm.

Set foot in the world with joyful grievances, walk the rivers and lakes with a sword, kill all the enemies in the world, slaughter all the demons, and finally be covered with bruises, ushered in his old age ahead of schedule, but went against the sky, faded away from the first life, and lived out the second life .

boom!

In the eyes of countless true immortals, holy sons, and evildoers, they saw the second ancient coffin shaking, gradually revealing the scene of the second life.

In the second life, the killing intent was even stronger, a powerful existence stood on the top of the world mountain, overlooking the earth with cold eyes, chic and happy.

In the third life, he became a disciple...

the fourth world,

...

In the seventieth world, his strength became more and more unfathomable and difficult to measure, and he completely transformed, with a murderous intent.

"I, with the seventieth generation of loose immortals, enshrine myself, and become a true immortal for the first time!"

In the end, instead of relying on the beliefs and offerings of all living beings, he actually used his reincarnation in reincarnation to worship himself, condensing the initial spirit of God.

As a loose immortal, he secretly attacked a real immortal from the lower realm, and severely wounded him within a hundred moves, making it difficult to find a single enemy in the world.

After this time, this unrivaled man, youthful and youthful, seemed to have survived forever, and it was difficult for the years to leave any traces on him.

He is already in the world of mortals, he has won immortality, and he has become a fairy for a lifetime!

However, each of his lives is still extremely short.

He is happy to be kind and enmity, and with a peerless divine body, he tries various exercises, and finally condenses the six supernatural powers of Buddhism amidst constant serious injuries and deaths!

When the last hundred lives disappeared, the past in the samsara was deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts, and they all fell into an unprecedented and unparalleled shock.

An ancient vermilion coffin, buried for a lifetime!

A reincarnated body, ruining a period of glorious and unrestrained years!

Throughout the ancient and modern times, only the Taitian Immortal Emperor who is dying in his twilight years in the sky can be compared with this stunning and eternal existence. Compared with other evil spirits and true immortals, they are all bleak.