The Domestic Hero

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The slender young man was naturally trapped in Wang Yan in Maha Kayin.

At this time, he stepped on the golden auspicious cloud, against the backdrop of various Xianle Sanskrit ceilings, like a soaring **** Buddha, awe-inspiring and inviolable.

However, this scene not only allowed Hongzheng to spur blood, but even the monk in red clothing who was staying in Gongga Temple was a spit of blood on the "Mirror Flower Water Moon". He described it as miserable, his face pale, his eyes full of unbelievable and unwilling looks.

The golden body of the immortal king Liuli is one of the immortal secrets of immortal king. After the cultivation is successful, it will not be able to get in the way of fire and water, and will not invade evil spirits, and can withstand the power of thousands of averages.

The young man with golden light was obviously cultivated to the first realm of Liuli golden body.

"How is this possible? Why don't you choose the inheritance consciousness of King Ming and choose the deep root of Buddhism? Why did you choose this Maotou kid?" The monk in red was roaring in exasperation. "What good is that kid?"

"Hehe." The young monk smiled indifferently, and a smile flickered across his mouth. "Buddhist heritage, like the love between men and girls in the world, all need to be fateful. Fangming Ming, since he chose Wang Yan, naturally has his reason. , The monk is in phase. "

The red-faced monk's face was flushed red, and he was out of control and exasperated: "Bullshit, my Eastern Secret Mantra has enshrined the immortal king from generation to generation, and the roots of Hongzheng Buddha are strong, which is most suitable for the aura of immovable Ming. Reason not to choose Hongzheng to inherit. "

He really couldn't figure it out, if the Living Buddha participated in the competition, Hongzheng wouldn't be wronged if he lost, but why did that stinky kid?

This is like two men pursuing a girl. Hong Zheng not only has a good family background, a good academic background, a good career, but also takes care of other girls, like a Bodhisattva. And that stinky boy, who was born in the grass roots, did n’t learn anything, and did n’t do anything right for the girl.

There is no comparability between the two, and even the qualifications for competition cannot be discussed.

The result was shocking, and the girl fell into the arms of the stink boy!

Can this be tolerated?

The young monk glanced sarcastically at the monk in red clothes. You enshrine the immortal king, must the king belong to your family? Is this logic?

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Talking about Wang Yan stepping on the golden auspicious cloud, he slowly opened his eyes. His face was also a bit stunned, and felt a little weird and incredible. The various experiences he had just experienced in the Maha question in Xinlian just made him fresh in his memory, and he was afraid.

Wang Yan always thought that he was an open-minded person with no bitterness and hatred. However, when the heart demon really hits, the little bit of pain that once was magnified will be magnified indefinitely, filled with anger and pain in the heart, and controlled by the heart demon.

If it were not for the last time to hit Xiaowei's palm, Wang Yan felt very wrong, so as not to be completely controlled by the demons.

Demon, really terrible.

Fortunately, after experiencing this time, Wang Yan felt that his heart was much clearer, clearer and clearer, and his thoughts became more transparent.

But he didn't understand himself, what happened, why did he suddenly become the golden body of the immortal King Liuli?

"what?"

He looked back and saw that the big Maha asked the heart lotus platform, the little ferret, the three-legged golden black, and the succubus were still immersed in the path of the demon.

The little ferret shuffled with his white belly in the center of the lotus platform, smashed his mouth with his face full of intoxication, and squeaked happily. Obviously, she was immersed in the sea of ​​food, what spicy grilled fish, cumin grilled pork trotters and the like.

Suddenly, the expression of Little Ferret changed again, and the cheeks bulged. Two small paws stuck in the waist. It's whispering and whispering. That means it's obvious. You three fox foxes and juniors, stay away from my elder brother, otherwise Xiaoxue will swell.

Uh……

Wang Yan's cold sweat, the road of our family's demon, really fits her personality. Foodies, plus a real house fan.

The three-legged golden black bird was burning with flames all over his body, screaming tragically: "Master, you can't die! Master, let's run away, don't worry about it anymore. Kill, kill, this **** wants You all killed, burned you ... "

Not Sunday?

Wang Yan was slightly stunned. What kind of path of demons is this three-legged Jinwu going through?

Subsequently, the three-legged Jinwu also began to creep on the ground, rolling over the ground: "Miao Yi, you **** ~ you dare to betray me? The **** wants to burn you to ashes ~"

Ok!

Three-legged Jinwu, you can slowly enjoy the story of love and hatred between two people and one bird.

Subsequently, Wang Yan looked at the succubus. The succubus had no heart demon, she just curled up into a ball, and seemed to be sleeping peacefully. It is indeed a succubus, and there is no one in this state of mind.

It is quite beneficial to experience many experiences and demons, and Wang Yan does not disturb them after a little thought.

Xiangyun at his feet supported Wang Yan and slowly rose to the sky.

In ten or so seconds, he floated on the Tairihua Terrace, opposite the huge statue.

At this time, the Sanskrit chanted, and the golden light on the statue shone, covering Wang Yan.

At this moment, Wang Yan is like a cocoon wrapped in golden light. The light is dark and dark, as if he has begun to accept the inheritance of the immortal king. To be precise, it is the true immortal king inheritance.

Prior to this, Wang Yan's "Fangming Ming Wang Jing" was just some of the practice methods of the Fangming Ming Wang. The inheritance accepted on this big Japanese-Chinese stage now is the true immortal king's inheritance.

"Fuck!"

Hong Zheng had originally thought about whether the kid would be flicked by the golden light on the statue of the Buddha.

But this scene in front of him has completely broken all his fantasies. Buddha's light gathers and shines, the small flowers linger, the fairy music curls, and the Sanskrit chants. Everything is like the bride and groom at the wedding ceremony. They are holding a grand ceremony and receiving blessings.

The heart of Hongzheng's monk is torn like a pain, his expression is twisted, and his face is grim. He burst into a majestic force, rushing towards the Great Rihuatai like a meteor.

"Why !?" Hong Zheng's chest was full of anger and unwillingness.

I have been chanting Buddhist scriptures for 50 to 60 years. The roots of the Buddha are deep, and the mana is strong. If you do n’t choose me, would you choose this six unclean stinky kid?

By what! ?

I am under the pressure of supremacy, stepping up to the sky one step at a time, even if the bones are broken and the flesh and blood are destroyed, there is no complaint or regret. But this kid, can step on the auspicious cloud, the Xianle Buddha sounds easily boarded the Dayihuatai?

By what! ?

I was knocking on my head step by step, kneeling piously to the feet of the bodhisattva, but was finally blasted by a golden light. But this stinky boy, with his eyebrows, can easily accept the inheritance.

Not reconciled.

Hongzheng shouted wildly in his heart, "Mine, all this is mine."

He was like a meteor, dragging a long flame tail and rushing straight to the Da Rihuatai.

"Huh? Isn't this Hongzheng monk?" Wang Yan said slightly in the golden light cocoon, "You are still there, haven't you left?"

"puff!"

Hongzheng was about to die with a spit of blood, and his face was flushed with redness. Am I always there?

You stupid guy is so deceiving, grabbing my inheritance, even if nothing has happened, and looks innocent?

His grief and anger increased, and he punched out.

The fist is like a meteor star traversing the sky, the golden light is brilliant, and the space trembles violently.

"Still fight?" Wang Yan raised his eyebrows, picked up the warhammer, and turned to kill him.

He smashed it with a hammer and ran hard against Hongzheng.

"boom!"

The two flew backwards dozens of meters each.

Wang Yan touched some numb arms, and there was a slight smile in the corner of his mouth. Although I do n’t know why I cultivated into the first layer of the immortal Wang Liuli ’s golden body, it was obvious that the defensive ability of his body suddenly increased a lot.

It's really like a diamond.

Monk Hongzheng felt the impact of the five internal organs and lungs in his body. Compared with the heyday, his power of anger and vajra has been significantly reduced. But even so, it should not be so impacted.

At present, there is only one situation that can be explained, that is, this boy has obtained great benefits in his inheritance. Not only did you get the golden body of the immortal Ming Wang Liuli, the comprehensive physical quality also got a comprehensive evolution.

Hongzheng was so angry that all this was his, but now he was shamelessly deprived by this kid.

"Boy, Lord Buddha will let you spit out everything you eat." Monk Hongzheng roared angrily, stepping on the space under his feet, and each time he stepped, his momentum increased.

He took nine steps in a row, the momentum of the brewing surged to the extreme, and raised his hand to the foot, all implying great prestige.

"Come well." Wang Yan's eyes were bright, and the golden body burned with a blazing flame, and he flew back with a warhammer. "Just try it, I don't move the power of Wang Liuli's golden body."

His voice, like the thunder of sky and fire, thundered in the air.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A loud sound of gold stone symphony sounded, and the fluctuations after the impact of energy could not spread outward. The fierce battle between the two seems to be difficult to win.

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"silly."

In Gongga Temple, Taibao Kangbu sneered with a snort, "Tianweihehe, how can humans be able to fight? Yuanzhi monk is right, you are too obsessed. Since Wang Yan got it, it is his fate."

"You!" The red monk's face is extremely ugly. "In short, we haven't given up easily for this century-old Jialing wheel."

"Is it true that the Yuanzhi monk is about to destroy the promise?" Taibao raised his eyebrows.

"Destroy the promise, destroy the promise." The red monk smiled grimly. "Even if this seat gives up his life, he will not let the boy succeed."

"Then you have to pass me first." Taibao Kangbu's expression was solemn.

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"boom!"

After a few minutes, Hong Zheng ’s wrathful vajra descent became weaker and weaker, while Wang Yan was more and more courageous. Finally, Wang Yan gazed at the empty space and blasted Hongzheng monk with a blow.

Holding a warhammer in his hand, he was burning with golden flames, as if a mighty **** Buddha came.

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